Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 170

After old Taoist Zhang finished feeding the pigs, he came for a walk in front of the Taoist temple, and saw Jiang Yun practicing sword early in the morning, so he praised: "Boy, your talent in swordsmanship is really good."

"Chen Yunlong from the Wudang faction praised me last time, saying that you are a swordsman who is rare in a hundred years, and you can cultivate to this level at a young age. You are really awesome!"

"It's a pity that I don't have the talent to practice martial arts, so I can only practice medicine. Every time I practice swords, I will be ridiculed by Chen Yunlong. I am so angry!"

Jiang Yun scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Old Zhang, Xiao Dao's talent is really mediocre."

"My master told me that when he was eight years old, he cultivated sword energy and entered the state of sword energy. After he was 15 years old, he developed sword light and entered the state of sword light. When he was 24 years old, he entered the state of sword power. "

"Compared to my master, my swordsmanship talent is like a firefly competing with a bright moon, what a shame!"

The old priest Zhang Zhishun was silent, he seriously suspected that Jiang Yun was scolding him.

But that kid is not that kind of person. To be honest, he is just a little insulting.

In today's Dharma-ending era, it is very rare to be able to cultivate to the level of sword energy. The master and apprentice of Tianyuan Taoist Temple are like two beasts.

A master of sword energy in his 20s, that is, in a society ruled by law, if it were in the past, he would not be caught by a group of martial idiots and sliced ​​into pieces for research.

"Mr. Zhang, you said that if you cultivated to the sword energy state in your 20s, you are a swordsman who is rare in a hundred years. What if you cultivated to the sword light state?"

"Ok?"

Old Taoist Zhang looked at Jiang Yun who was weakly asking, and the old man frowned, very puzzled.

"You kid, tell me the truth. The Patriarch of Sanqing is here. The monks don't lie. Have you cultivated to the sword light state?"

"Mr. Zhang, yes!"

Jiang Yun readily admitted that at the base of the Tianyuan Taoist temple, he found the stone pillar that was originally intact but now split into eight, about as thick as a rolling pin.

I picked one up casually, held it in my hand, and weighed it, it was so light, it seemed that after using it up this time, I had to change it to a trial sword material.

Swish!
Jiang Yun threw the stone pillar he picked up casually into the air, and he pulled out the eight-treasure long sword at his waist. The long sword was unsheathed, and the whole body was wrapped in white sword light.

A bright light flashed across the night sky like a shooting star.

Before everyone had time to react, they heard the crisp sound of tinkling and falling to the ground.

Jiang Yun put his long sword back into its sheath, and the drone lens moved over.

The stone pillars that were originally relatively complete have now become seven or eight stone bars that are only as thick as chopsticks.

The stone strips are all sharp-edged, the same size, and the cutting surface is quite smooth.

"The old man knew that both of you, master and apprentice, are not human beings. You cut a sword just now. How did the stone pillar break like this?" Zhang Zhishun asked curiously, complaining.

Jiang Yun tapped the ground with the stone in his hand. This thing is very good, but it is useless.

But it still has to be put away, it is shameful to waste it, what if it is useful in the future?
He explained: "Old Zhang, you don't know the way of swordsmanship, it's normal to be curious."

"Let me explain the principle to you. The way of swordsmanship is an extraordinary way, especially after reaching the level of sword qi, it seems that one sword slashes the past, but in fact the sword qi has been divided into two, one into three, and one into four."

"It's normal for kung fu masters in martial arts novels to be able to defeat a hundred with one after they have cultivated to a certain level."

The old Taoist Zhang Zhishun looked at Jiang Yun and asked, "Don't talk so much with the old man, boy, how much can you divide into one piece of sword energy?"

"Mr. Zhang, I don't know. I haven't tried it. I'm a talented person. On the premise of not compromising the lethality, it shouldn't be a problem to divide a sword into one hundred and eighty strokes." Jiang Yun said modestly.

He picked up a stone pillar from the base of the Taoist temple wall, threw it into the air, drew his sword and swung it, all in one go.

Swish!
A flash of light flashed, tinkling like rain falling.

The stone pillars that were originally quite complete have now turned into a pile of stone needles.

Although the pillars were cut like this, they were still very strong, and when they fell to the ground, none of them broke.

Zhang Laotao opened his mouth wide in shock, and the water friends in the live broadcast room frantically swiped 666.

"I finally know why Taoist Master is so good at cooking. His sword energy is used to shred potatoes, and he is simply invincible!"

"Just now I thought the Taoist priest was boasting, but now it seems that the Taoist priest is humble."

"Is this the sword energy that people can wield?"

[Yu Huicheng, the grandson of the two-handed sword master]: "Fuck, this is unscientific. My grandfather is also in the sword state. He can cut out eight sword qi at most with one sword!"

"Mr. Yu... is not an ordinary person, he is convinced, he is convinced!"

Jiang Yun looked at the stone needles on the ground, frowned and thought for a long time, and then randomly picked off a long leaf from a clump of dogtail grass next to the small square.

He took another stone pillar, threw it into the air, and waved the leaves of the hound's tail grass in his hand!
Swish!
The familiar light flashed again, tinkling like rain falling.

That complete stone pillar also turned into a pile of stone needles!
The water friends in the live broadcast room were unable to complain at this time, and they obviously felt that their cognitive lower limit had been refreshed by Jiang Yun again.

"Everyone, let me tell you a joke. With a leaf in my hand, I can cut off all the stars in the sky."

"The realm of sword light is so domineering. It seems better to have a sword without a sword in your hand. Isn't this the realm that the sword demon Dugu Qiubai reached when he was old?"

"I originally thought that the novels were all made up, but after meeting the Taoist priest, I suddenly woke up. It turns out that the novels are just memoirs!"

"I, Jiang Yun, can kill all the stars in the sky with one leaf. If you are not convinced, you can come and die!"

Jiang Yun looked at the flattery of the water friends in the live broadcast room, he threw down the leaves of the dogtail grass in his hand, and quickly explained, "Every layman in the live broadcast room, we must believe in science!"

"After our practitioners reach the sword light state, everything can be a carrier of sword energy, and at most we can chop things."

"Cut all the stars in the sky, that's really an exaggerated description in a novel!"

The water friends in the live broadcast room understood in seconds, and the big female dragon of the house management brought the rhythm by herself.

[Xiao Min]: "The Taoist priest has a promising future. I believe that in the future, you will be able to cut down all the stars in the sky with one sword!"

"Hahaha, you don't need to take the rhythm anymore, the room manager has started to take the rhythm by himself."

"The big female dragon deserves to be 38 years old. It is accurate to judge people, and it makes sense."

"Let me dispel a rumor. It is a rumor that the big mother dragon is 38 years old. In fact, she is 58 years old this year."

Xiao Min watched the barrage posted by the water friends in the live broadcast room, and she sighed helplessly.

The last time she went home, she complained to her father, saying that fans wanted to sterilize herself, and some would pay for it, some would provide tools, and some would provide technology.

As a result, Xiao Min's father not only didn't get angry, but smiled and said that he was born, and he looked like a black fan.

The old priest Zhang Zhishun looked at Jiang Yun, and the old man muttered to himself: "Chisong didn't show his hand back then!"

"Hey, there are so many strange things these days. The monster that is rare in a thousand years has been bumped into by this old man, tsk tsk tsk!"

Jiang Yun was about to tidy up the small square, and when he returned to the Taoist temple, Jiang Houer came out of the Taoist temple dragging a straight wooden stick.

It waved a small wooden stick, stood on the square, and slowly performed a set of Tai Chi swordsmanship, then blinked and looked at Jiang Yun.

"Hoohoho!"

"What, you want me to teach you swordsmanship?" Jiang Yun asked in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)