Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 119

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand to dig it out, and suddenly found that a brick pendant made of red string was hanging around his neck at some point.

The bricks are made of blue bricks, only half the size of a thumb, and have been panned out.

Taking a closer look, isn't this small brick the same type of brick that the Taoist in gray took on himself?
On the back of the tiles, there is a line of small words that glow slightly - Demon Suppressing Edict!
Curious, Jiang Yun rubbed it for a while, and just as his finger touched the line of small characters, a sentence exploded in his mind.

"Your boy has no roots of wisdom, and you are not humbly asking for advice. This deity presents this brick as a warning!"

"Well, it seems that we still have to respect the old man. If he had just learned how to draw talismans honestly, he would probably have got the token on the jade case now." Jiang Yun touched the small brick and sighed.

Xiaobai got out from the middle of the sleeping bag, turned his head sideways, and asked in confusion: "Huh?"

"What are you doing out, get back in." He pushed Xiao Bai back into the sleeping bag.

"In the evening, you two should keep your voice down, and don't disturb the old man's sleep."

"No, Mr. Zhang, listen to my explanation, you have misunderstood."

"The old man won't listen, the old man wants to sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Jiang Yun was stunned. He looked up at the bright moon, and looked down at Xiao Bai who was huddled up in the sleeping bag, and covered his forehead with his hands helplessly.

It's over, the matter can't be explained clearly, we two are really innocent!

The next morning.

After Jiang Yun woke up, he took off the brick pendant around his neck, found the old Taoist Zhang Zhishun who was washing in the bamboo forest, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, have you seen this thing?"

The old Taoist only glanced at the brick, and then quickly spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth.

After rinsing his mouth, he took the pendant and looked at it carefully, amazed in his mouth.

"This is a magic weapon consecrated by our Daoist monk with great supernatural powers. On the back is engraved the edict of suppressing demons. It is useful for warding off evil spirits. It is very rare."

"Boy, it seems that your master has a good personal relationship with that gray-clothed senior. You were very rude yesterday. I was annoyed when I heard that. I didn't expect that he would still give you a meeting gift."

"Just hang it around your neck, don't take it down even if you take a shower, it's a good thing anyway, and it won't cheat you." Old Taoist Zhang warned.

Jiang Yun took the pendant, touched the big bag on the back of his head, and could only shake his head and sigh: Master, you are really careless in making friends!

If you pass on the opportunity, just pass on the opportunity. If you have to pretend to be sophisticated, if you don't explain it, you have a bad temper and are really ruthless.

However, the senior in gray is nice, he is a good person, I hope to see you next time, and he can give another token.

After breakfast, after the two finished their morning classes.

Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun looked at the mountains of traditional Chinese medicines in the bamboo forest camp, and his eyes disappeared from laughing. This time he harvested the most abundant medicines in the mountains before.

"Boy, the old man is going to sort out the medicinal materials today. We won't go to collect the medicinal materials today. You can go shopping nearby."

"Go straight two miles east of the bamboo forest. There is a river there. If you are interested, you can go fishing there."

Jiang Yun readily agreed. This day, he spent a lot of energy digging around in the mountains to collect herbs, and what's more, he ate all the dry food he brought and the wild vegetables he dug up. His body couldn't take it anymore.

Now that I have the opportunity to go fishing and improve my life, it is naturally the best.

The water friends in the live broadcast room saw Jiang Yun started to pack his things and was about to go fishing, so they couldn't help reminding him.

"Daoist, calm down, you went to the mountains to collect herbs, and you didn't take a fishing rod, what kind of fish are you catching!"

"Jiang Taigong is fishing, and those who wish to take the bait, he still has a pole, anchor, you are fishing with bare hands, isn't it too disrespectful to the fish?"

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. It feels like the anchor uses a harpoon to poke the fish and forget it."

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, he sighed, and then smiled.

For anglers, if you want to fish, is it a problem if you don't have a fishing rod?
It is not difficult to make a simple fishing rod by yourself.

He walked into the bamboo forest with a small medicine sickle, picked a three-year-old bamboo that was hard and resilient, chopped it down twice and dragged it out.

The branches of the bamboo are removed, leaving only the toughest part in the middle, which is about two meters long.

"Every layman in the live broadcast room, it is actually very simple to make a fishing rod. In the Tianyuan Taoist Temple, my master and I used to fish with self-made fishing rods." Jiang Yun said with a smile.

The fisherman in the live broadcast room felt emotional.

"I finally know how Tianyuan Taoist Temple's reputation for fishing double dishes came about. Homemade fishing rods, is the way so wild?"

"When I was fishing when I was a child, I also used a thin bamboo, a bag of pig feed rope, a sewing needle, and a duck feather. Now it is finally a shotgun."

"More than ten years ago, I used bamboo poles, and you used fiberglass. Later, I finally used fiberglass, and you started to make high-carbon poles. Now I can finally use high-carbon poles, and you played with bamboo poles again, emmmmm"

"Newbie to fishing, I'm curious, doesn't the anchor roast the bamboo to increase its hardness?"

"Green bamboo has toughness, while roasted yellow bamboo becomes brittle. If a big fish takes the bait, it is easy to break [pick nose]"

Jiang Yun's operation was full of rustic and simple style. He used a knife to pierce a few openings on the bamboo pole. The canned fish he ate a few days ago inserted the pull ring into the entrance, and tied it with silk thread to make a row of guide rings.

A pinch of white hair was plucked from Xiaobai's body, tied tightly and used as a float.

The sewing needle in the mountaineering bag is red-hot and bends to become a hook.

Once these few things are assembled together with the fishing line in the mountaineering bag, a bamboo fishing rod is completed.

Don't ask why you bring a fishing line when you go to the mountains to collect herbs, it's premeditated.

"Mr. Zhang, pay attention to safety in the camp. I'm going fishing." Jiang Yun carried a self-made fishing rod, and he took Xiaobai and Brother Snake, and swaggered eastward.

Less than half an hour.

The river to the east is just around the corner. The river is about two to three meters wide. The water is very fast, and it seems to be quite deep.

Jiang Yun found a piece of wet soil with a lot of fallen leaves on the bank. He didn't dig too deep, but he dug three or four earthworms.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our conditions are limited and we can't make a nest, so we just fish casually. You should have saved a lot of silver coins during this time. Pindao will open a quiz. If you are interested, please press it."

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, he looked up and looked around, muttering in his mouth: "Looking for the dragon and dividing the gold to look at the winding mountain, one level of winding is one level of pass, if there are eight levels of danger in closing the door, you can't go out of the yin and yang gossip."

"On the left there is a green dragon flicking its tail, on the right there is a white tiger flicking its tail. There is a wealth of sand hidden in the pocket. There is a tree behind it, and the fish god patronizes it. The location is good. It feels like there is a big fish below."

The fisherman in the live broadcast room couldn't help muttering in his heart when he saw Jiang Yun cast his pole near a rocky beach where the water flow was relatively calm and the water plants were quite dense.

That location is a good one, and if there are fish, there must be fish, but it is hard to say whether there are big fish.

I didn't make a nest, and I was still fishing with earthworms on a self-made fishing rod. Even if I caught a big fish weighing more than ten catties, the rod would probably not be able to hold it, and it would probably collapse.

"Believe in science, believe in the judgment of a fisherman, I bet three thousand silver coins, and the Taoist priest will definitely not catch a ten-pound fish."

"The hero sees the same thing. I'll bet two hundred silver coins. If I can catch a big fish, I'll broadcast it live and wash my hair upside down!"

"Although, but, I... I still choose to believe in the Taoist priest."

Even though fishermen are generally not optimistic about Jiang Yun, the guessing in the live broadcast room shows that they are very sincere.

The ratio of Ya Jiangyun being able to catch a ten catty fish and not being able to catch a big fish is 600 million silver coins to 500 million silver coins.

(End of this chapter)