After putting down his mobile phone, Zhao Yuan logged into the Cultivator Forum and QQ account.

In the past few days, I don’t know how many people are staring at Zhao Yuan’s trumpet in the forum of cultivators. Seeing him online, the entire forum of cultivators immediately caused a sensation.

"It's online! Xiao Gui mm is online!"

"Can you call Xiao Gui mm? You should call him a famous teacher in the Wanjia!"

"Yes, you must use respectful titles so that we can show our respect for our seniors!"

While yelling in the gossip section, people sent Zhao Yuan a crazy text message to the site. Some of these messages need to be approached, some want to become disciples, and some ask him to go to the Chaowen Daoxikong section to help him answer questions.

In just a moment, hundreds of text messages on the site rushed into Zhao Yuan's mailbox.

Zhao Yuan also saw the big red ‘n’ symbol on the mailbox.

"It's true that it's the same as what I've encountered in the campus forum." Zhao Yuan muttered, clicked on the mailbox, and did not read the text messages on the site. He directly set up a letter to reject strangers, and then cleared the mailbox.

The whole world suddenly became quiet.

The practitioners on the forum suddenly realized that they could not send a text message to Zhao Yuan on the site, and they were immediately anxious.

"Why can't you send a text message to the famous teachers of Wanjia? "

"He set up a letter to reject strangers!"

"You bastards must have sent too many letters to harass him and annoyed him, so he did this. Let me tell you, if the famous teachers and seniors of the Wan family left the forum of the practitioners because of your harassment, I must cast a spell and curse you bastards to death!"

"Damn, I don't believe me just talking about us. You didn't send a letter to harass the famous teachers and seniors of the Wan family!"

The practitioners are making noises in the gossip and rivers section, and there are even a few people with bad tempers who are just having a fight on the forum, intending to compete in the real world!

Although the gossip and rivers section was a mess, the moderators did not have time to care about it because all their energy was focused on contacting Zhao Yuan.

In a moderator group, moderators are yelling excitedly:

"Little Ghost mm is online!"

“He set up rejection of stranger text messages!”

"I can only add him to QQ to contact him. How about it, did you add it?"

"Application has been sent, don't urge me!"

The moderator once again sent a friend application to Zhao Yuan. He has done similar things in the past two days. Unfortunately, all his applications were sank to the sea and he received no response. He just hopes that he can add friends today.

After clearing the text messages on the site, Zhao Yuan also logged into his small account QQ and immediately saw the information about applying for a friend.

After clicking, I found that there were four applicants inside, who were the sellers selling thunder cloud crystal stones and black iron sands in the Rakshasa ghost market. Another application was marked with a line of words: "Hello, senior, I am the big moderator of the Cultivator Forum, I hope to pass."

"What are the big moderators of the Cultivator Forum doing to add me?" Zhao Yuan was a little surprised, but he still passed the friend application.

After finding out that the moderator was extremely surprised to add friends, he quickly posted the news to the moderator group: "Add it! Senior Xiao Guimmy has applied through my friend!"

The moderators first became quiet, and then there was a burst of cheers.

"That's great, finally added!"

"It's not easy!"

"Suddenly I feel that the waiting and uneasiness of the past two days are worth it. Are I a little cheap?"

"Boss, seize the opportunity and quickly talk to the seniors about our plans. If he goes offline again, I don't know when it will be time to wait for him again!"

The big moderator also thought so. He immediately took a few deep breaths, calmed down his excitement, and sent a message to Zhao Yuan.

"Senior, I am the big moderator of the Cultivator Forum and one of the founders. On behalf of the Cultivator Forum, I invite you to stay for a long time, and we are willing to pay a betrothal fee for this."

Seeing this message, Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Just staying for a long time? Do I need to do something?"

The moderator replied: "There is nothing you need to do. Of course, if you want, you can go to Chaowen Daoxik to help everyone solve their questions."

Zhao Yuan thought about it. Anyway, he would often go to the Practitioner Forum in the future, visiting the Sutra Pavilion and Rakshasa Ghost Market. It would be no harm to accept this invitation, and you can still get a salary, so why not do it?

So he responded, "Okay, I agree. If you can't go over to Chaowen Daoxi and Xike to answer questions, it depends on my mood."

"Depending on your mood? What does it mean?" the moderator asked in surprise.

Zhao Yuan replied: "I don't understand this? I'll be in a good mood, so I'll answer a few questions. If I'm in a bad mood, I'm too lazy to spend my brains?"

Do you always want to be so willful?

The big moderator was about to cry, but what could he say? Now they are asking for help, not others begging them. It is no longer easy to keep people in the forum of practitioners.

But the moderator was still a little unwilling to give up and asked quickly: "I wonder when will senior be in a good mood?"

"How can I know this?" Zhao Yuan replied: "Can you predict when you are in a good mood?"

"Uh...no." The moderator raised his hand and slapped himself in the face. Why did he ask such an idiotic question? If the seniors suspected that there was something wrong with their IQ, it would be too embarrassing!

The moderator decisively transferred the topic: "Senior, please give us a collection account. In addition, please give us one of the delivery addresses. You answered the questions in the Chaowen Daoxike Dead section and received a lot of rewards. Because everyone did not have your address, they sent them to the forum. When the things arrived, we forwarded them to you."

Zhao Yuan immediately sent the address of the winner's old house to the big moderator, and also asked Ying Ji for a winner's bank account and sent it to him.

The big moderator immediately found out that the address and bank account were all winners.

So he asked tentatively: "Senior, are you the winner of Western Shu?"

Zhao Yuan did not answer and asked vaguely: "Whose family I am, is it important?"

"It's not important, it's not important." The moderator dared not ask too much, but in his heart he believed that Zhao Yuan was the winner. And it is very likely that he was a peerless genius cultivated by the winner!
Chapter completed!