Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 118 All kinds of cows and horses are recruited to the mountains (ask for a monthly ticket)
The water friends in the live broadcast room couldn't help feeling emotional when they saw the old man's indignant expression.

"It is reasonable to say that the side effects of traditional Chinese medicine are less than those of western medicine, and western medicine is more targeted, while traditional Chinese medicine is gentler."

"What I said above is true. Taking western medicine will help you get better quickly, but other parts of your body are prone to problems. For example, if you take medicine to control gout, your uric acid will drop, but your liver and kidney functions will also decline."

"I believe in traditional Chinese medicine, but when you go to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital for treatment, you must find the right doctor. A quack doctor will harm people."

"People live in Germany, so to be reasonable, Chinese medicine is much more popular than Western medicine in Germany, especially acupuncture, which I can't afford."

"Hey, seeing Chinese medicine flourishing abroad, it really hurts my heart!"

"Acupuncture and moxibustion can be practiced legally in the United States, and the income is still high. The effect must be generally recognized. I don't know why so many people in China hate Chinese medicine."

Jiang Yun looked at Mr. Zhang and asked, "Mr. Zhang, traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the harmony of yin and yang, so what's the matter with picking yin and nourishing yang? What's the method?"

"Collecting yin to supplement yang is purely crooked theory. Yin and yang are always together. When they are still and move, you ignore me and I ignore you."

"Movement is real fire, and stillness is real yin. Do you want to go in a crooked way, my old man warns you, that thing is bad!"

"According to my many years of observation in the society, in fact, there is no harvesting yin to nourish yang, but there is harvesting yang to nourish yin. Otherwise, why would there be so many young daughters-in-law thinking about formulating folk remedies to nourish their husbands' kidneys?"

Zhang Zhishun's words directly pierced the hearts of many male water friends in the live broadcast room.

Harvesting yang to nourish yin, what I said is too true!
"Why do I feel that my daughter-in-law went to Mr. Zhang to buy a prescription for invigorating the kidney [crying]"

"I finally know why my family's production cannot keep up with the needs. It must be my daughter-in-law who is practicing the evil skills of collecting yang and nourishing yin."

"I just started junior high school, so I want to ask, is it really that scary?"

"Let's not talk, my wife has drawn the curtains, she is changing the easy-to-tear black silk now, I will go to the toilet to hide first."

"Hey, it's really hard to live. We've only been married for three months. Every day, leeks, mutton, goji berries, and oysters are supplemented in different ways. Who can bear it?"

"I seriously suspect that my husband is complaining about me in this live broadcast room, but unfortunately I have no proof [voyeurism]"

"I just want to know, am I being dishonest when Mr. Zhang talks about crooked ways?"

After eating, Jiang Yun took three qi-tonifying pills, and then took his friends to meditate and chant scriptures for evening class.

Halfway through his low-pitched chanting, he felt dizzy and entered a trance world.

Cloudy and misty.

I seem to have come to a palace, where a gray-clothed Taoist is sitting in front of a jade table and drawing amulets, and there is a token on the jade table.

"Patriarch Sanqing, the man has finally come. Boy, read carefully, study hard, and how much you can remember depends on your comprehension. If you learn it, the token on the table will belong to you."

After the gray-clothed Taoist finished speaking, he drew a spell on a yellow talisman.

Jiang Yun stood by and observed carefully, not knowing how long it had passed.

The Taoist in gray put down the jade pen in his hand, raised his head and said, "Do you understand, let's try it out?"

Jiang Yun glanced at the Taoist's face, and always felt that face was very familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he saw it.

After he took the pen, he felt refreshed, raised his hand, and drew several talismans in one breath.

"You are wrong, you should be like this!"

Gray Taoist frowned, he wanted to grab the jade pen and demonstrate again.

Jiang Yun dodged sideways, dodged to the side, and said to himself: "My dream is up to me, you know nothing!"

The gray-clothed Taoist froze in place, he sighed, silently put the token on the jade case into his sleeve, and then picked up a brick from the ground.

"Chisong, your apprentice is too disrespectful, he doesn't deserve to get the token of the deity, little thief, do you think this brick of mine looks familiar?"

That piece of brick was like a bolt of lightning, directly hitting it.

Strangely, although the brick was coming towards him at a high speed, it made a detour and hit Jiang Yun directly on the back of the head.

"Hey hey!"

Jiang Yun covered the back of his head, he let out an exclamation, and finally woke up from the trance.

Looking around, people are still in the bamboo forest.

Old Taoist Zhang and Zhuzhu were roasting by the bonfire, Xiaobai and Brother Snake were playing a game of chasing me, and there were shadows of the gray-clothed Taoist and the brick.

"What's the matter with you kid, you can forget about sleeping in your evening class, why do you still have nightmares?" Old Taoist Zhang complained.

Jiang Yun was watching the barrage in the live broadcast room, and countless water friends were also complaining about himself at this time.

"Curious, what kind of nightmare did the anchor have?"

"One thing to say, my husband is actually quite cute when he is sitting and sleeping, and he is drooling."

"I can assure you that Daoist Priest must have been kissed by the big female dragon, otherwise he wouldn't be so frightened."

[Xiao Min]: "You people, are you polite?"

Jiang Yun touched the back of his head and was shocked when he found that there was really a big bag.

I was in a trance just now, was that a dream or reality?
He told the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun exactly what happened just now, and asked weakly: "Old Zhang, what's the situation? Is there really a preaching in a dream?"

Many water friends in the live broadcast room were surprised to hear Jiang Yun's bizarre experience, and many people also posted barrage talking about their dream adventures.

"To be honest, I also dreamed of a very thin old man who told me to take me to practice, and then he fixed me and taught me some moves, and I forgot all of them when I woke up."

"My dreams are all memories of the past, it's really uncomfortable, and occasionally I have a dream [cover face]"

"Good guy, a bunch of people are preaching in their dreams. I just dreamed that I was a dog running wildly in the school corridor..."

"I had a ghost press once, and I asked her the lottery number, and she told me it was 1433223, which is outrageous."

Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun touched the big bag on the back of Jiang Yun's head, and he sighed: "You kid unexpectedly bumped into the preaching in the dream, and you still don't cherish it."

"The gray-clothed Taoist should be your master's friend. He kept his promise to give you enlightenment. Unfortunately, he didn't expect your master to accept such a bully as you."

Jiang Yun's face turned red instantly, and only the devil knew that the Taoist sect really had the theory of evangelism in dreams.

The master once said that one must have self-confidence in being a human being. The talisman drawn by the Taoist in gray is actually quite simple. I shouldn't have... made a mistake.

"Boy, forget it, forget it, that kind of thing can happen but you can't ask for it. This old man's medical skills are also what a senior of the Taoist sect preached in his dream."

"If you are destined, you may still see that gray-clothed Daoist senior. The devil will know that your master recruited such a bully horse as you to go up the mountain."

"Master Patriarch feeds you, you can overturn your job, I admire you!" Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun sighed.

Jiang Yun was speechless. When he went to sleep that night, he tossed and turned in his sleeping bag, unable to fall asleep, mainly because of the pain in the back of his head.

Damn, that gray-clothed Taoist doesn't look like a good person at first glance, and his actions are too dark!

He turned over and was about to sleep on his stomach when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

(End of this chapter)