Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 138 Women's Clothing Black Silk (ask for a monthly ticket)

Under the booing of the crowd, Jiang Yun was forced to take the stage.

He looked at the back of Leader Liang leaving, and his eyes were a little complicated. Why do the current leaders like to dig holes for people?
"Ladies and gentlemen, do you really want to watch Pindao perform a talent?"

Everyone sitting in the auditorium suddenly remembered Jiang Yun's talent in summoning Tianlei, and they felt cold.

Daoist, with this talent, it is likely that he will randomly hack away a person, so there is really no need for it!
The water friends in the live broadcast room started booing.

"Daoist, I haven't seen the sword splitting the stone pillar for a long time, you can perform it again."

"Zhu Zi has suffered from persecution paranoia, and said that you people are really rude."

"One person writes in blood, seeks Taoism and wears black silk, and fulfills my little wish."

"Heisi, I feel a little perverted, that's not good, but I like it, two blood books [funny]"

"It's the same with me, three blood books!"

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Jiang Yun took a look at his live broadcast room. He really didn't expect that the audience in his live broadcast room would want to see his talent, but it would be women's black silk.

It's really boring, you people really want to watch black silk, why don't you go to the female anchor on the same platform.

Not to mention black silk, Xingxiu Channel has everything from lace, white silk, pork silk, etc.!
"Every layman, Pindao found an ancient book in a Taoist temple before, called "Tianyi Forbidden Art". I learned a little magic in it. You probably haven't seen it before. Let me show it to you."

Jiang Yun took two teacups, poured out the tea in one of them, took out a dry leaf from his arms, and put it in the poured teacup.

When he was ready, he dipped some tea into another teacup with his index finger, and then tapped each of the four directions of Qian, Kun, Xun, and Gen in the Xiantian Eight Diagrams.

Then he straightened up, pinched the Jue with both hands at the same time, and said silently in his heart: "There is nowhere to look for in the return of eternal hatred, I don't know how to turn here!"

Jiang Yun picked up the teacup and poured out the dry leaves inside.

Until now, everyone was surprised to find that the leaf in the teacup turned green miraculously.

Everyone in the auditorium stared wide-eyed, and many even rushed to the front, picked up the green leaf and watched it carefully.

That's right, the leaves are real, and you can squeeze out water when you pinch them.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also so surprised that they couldn't extricate themselves, because the camera of the drone was always facing the tea bowl
Among the 10,000+ water friends, no one has seen how Jiang Yun steals the sky, replaces the dead leaves in the teacup, and then stuffs them with green leaves.

"I always feel that the priest is playing magic under the banner of magic."

"I don't believe it, it's definitely not magic!"

"Don't ask! Asking is the truth, Daoist Tianyuan, with boundless mana!"

"I suddenly had an idea, if the Taoist priest treats me so little, can I be rejuvenated?"

The gala reached its climax in Jiang Yun's magic, and it also ended at this time.

It was really getting late, and Academician Yu organized everyone to leave in an orderly manner and return to their dormitories to rest.

After Jiang Yun returned to the house, he washed his face and was about to say goodbye to the water friend before downloading the broadcast, but the door rang.

The three graduate students in the next dormitory who were playing Pen Fairy took some fruit and snacks and came to visit to thank them.

"Three lay monks, the poor Taoist has a predestined relationship with everyone, that's why I help you. You really don't need to spend so much money." Jiang Yun accepted the things and sighed.

After the three graduate students entered the room, they began to chat with Jiang Yun about the daily life. They chatted and chatted, and they talked about the secrets of Taoism that cannot be passed on to the outside world.

In the live broadcast room, the water friends who originally planned to download and sleep heard about this, and became excited on the spot, reluctant to leave.

"Daoist, some time ago we were playing with Bixian, and something happened. Do you think there are really ghosts in this world?"

Jiang Yun looked at the three of them, smiled, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, there must be ghosts in this world, such as poor Taoists. Compared with Mr. Zhang, I am a poor ghost."

The three graduate students sighed. They felt that Jiang Yun had said everything, but he didn't say anything.

The water friends in the live broadcast room couldn't help complaining.

"When the three people asked if there were ghosts, the Taoist nodded subconsciously. People's subconscious can't deceive people [dog head]"

"Believe in science, there is something, there is no need to hide it, but we can't see it."

"Daoist, what a coincidence, I am also a poor ghost, but you are a fake poor ghost, and I am a real poor ghost [cover face]"

The three graduate students looked at Jiang Yun, and they were a little bit unwilling to give up.

Continue to ask: "Jiang Daochang, does the elixir that Sun Wukong ate secretly in the alchemy room of Taishang Laojun really exist?"

"If it exists, have you ever eaten it? What does it taste like? Is it delicious?"

Jiang Yun touched his bare chin, lost in memory.

"The elixir that Sun Wukong took back then is of course real. My master bought me a lot when I was young."

"That kind of big barrel of Myrisu is very refreshing to hold and eat. It tastes sweet, but you can't eat too much, because it's not good for your teeth."

The water friend in the live broadcast room sighed regretfully, and then laughed. Although this answer was unexpected, it was within expectation.

"The Daoist is really talking nonsense in a serious manner. I really read Journey to the West, and Sun Wukong obviously ate hawthorn pills!"

"Bullshit Hawthorn Pills, I deliberately paused to take a look, it's peanuts!"

"What you said is wrong, it's actually the eye-stretching pill [狗头]"

"Damn it, I really didn't expect that the Taoist priest would like to eat Mai Lisu just like me!"

A graduate student hesitated for a long time, and he couldn't help talking about a strange incident at home.

Since their family bought a large double-door refrigerator, their four-year-old nephew has been saying that at night, two children will appear on the refrigerator, and they are there every night.

"Jiang Daochang, is the situation in our family still alive? Are those two children evil spirits? Are you free? I would like to ask you to come to our house to check Feng Shui."

Jiang Yun looked at the serious guy, frowned, and asked, "This layman, is what you said true?"

"Jiang Daochang, I swear to God, if I tell half a lie, my whole family will die!"

"This layman, we don't need it, we don't need it, I don't need it, I will make a bold guess, is your home a Haier double-door refrigerator?"

"That's right, Taoist priest, how do you know?"

"Then it's all right, you have to believe in science, Pindao guesses that what your little nephew saw was not a kid, but the Haier brothers posted on the refrigerator."

"You can call home later and ask. I guess that little guy can see two children on the refrigerator during the day." Jiang Yun gave a super scientific answer with a serious face.

The graduate student froze in place. He studied the refrigerator at home for several months, disassembled and reinstalled it several times. He really didn't expect that the problem was actually the Haier logo!
The corners of the mouths of the water friends in the live broadcast room twitched, and many people kicked their feet out of the bed with confidence.

"Hahahahaha, my family is Brother Haier!"

"Brothers, do you understand, you still have to believe in science [funny]"

"Why is the Taoist priest's explanation flawless, but I don't want to believe it."

"The Taoist priest's behavior is getting more and more outrageous, but he still insists on believing in science. Every time he says he is lonely."

The three graduate students remembered how many people went to the Taoist temple together, no matter which Taoist temple they went to, they could see many small jars hanging up, so they asked curiously: "Jiang Daochang, tell us the truth."

"Those little jars hanging in your Taoist temple, what are they filled with?"

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