Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 182 Daoist, do you believe in light?

Jiang Yun circulated his internal force, and he dipped a little cinnabar, writing freely.

In less than ten seconds, the magic talisman was made.

Early in the morning, the [-] to [-] water friends in the live broadcast room all held their breath and stared wide-eyed, ready to take screenshots at any time.

After the talisman was drawn, the moment the seal was stamped, a golden light lit up.

"There is indeed a golden light. I have already taken a screenshot. How do you explain it, Daoist?"

"Daoist, do you believe in light?"

"The dog of Yin Yang was forced out to be beaten, the golden light on the yellow talisman, where is the light reflected by the gold powder, you can deceive our feelings."

"At the moment when the seal was sealed, there was a golden light. Does the drawn spell still need the Taoist priest's real name authentication?"

Jiang Yun didn't explain the confusion of the water friends in the live broadcast room. He drew three more talismans in a row before putting down the cinnabar pen in his hand.

After washing the pen, put away the cinnabar and yellow paper.

He folded the five amulets, stuffed them into five small lucky bags, put them on the table, and then changed into a full set of sportswear inside the house.

The amulet was folded and stuffed into the sock.

"Every layman, there is a shop at the bottom of the mountain that tastes good. Pindao plans to go down the mountain to buy a few, and use it as exercise."

"Xiaobai, you have to walk more than ten miles to go down the mountain, and your body will definitely not be able to bear it. You can go and play with Aunt Guo's raccoon cat, Xing Xing."

"Look at this family. After eating and drinking enough every day, you lie there in a daze. Why are you so clingy?" Jiang Yun said helplessly.

"Beeeeeeeeee~~"

Xiaobai groaned, jumped out of Jiang Yun's arms, then wagged his tail and went to the backyard.

That little waist is twisted, old and enchanting.

Jiang Yun danced a set of National People's Broadcasting gymnastics in front of the Taoist temple. While dancing, he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, before we run long distances, we must do stretching exercises, otherwise we may strain our muscles."

"And keep your body active so that you won't be too tired when you run. Let's be a witness together and see how long it takes for Pindao to run down the mountain."

After he finished speaking, he put his mobile phone in his pocket, took big steps, and rushed down the mountain.

The amulet in the two socks was slightly hot, accelerating the blood circulation in the body, like a shock-absorbing spring, which greatly slowed down the impact when the leg was raised and landed.

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked at Jiang Yun's running speed, and they were all stupid.

"Fuck, Daoist, the way down the mountain will take more than ten miles, you don't need to rush like this, do you?"

"When I took the physical examination, the [-]-meter sprint was not as fast as the long-distance running [cover face]"

"Anchor, I'm a sports student. You can't run long-distance running like this. You have to find the right rhythm, find the frequency of breathing and stepping that suits you, otherwise you will have to run for two miles at most, and you will be paralyzed."

"What is the frequency of breathing and kicking legs, can someone come out and explain?"

"To put it simply, it is to run at a constant speed every kilometer. Because long-distance running is about willpower, everyone will rely on their last breath at the end. If you rush too fast in the early stage, you will definitely not be able to do it in the later stage."

"Cover your face, brothers, when you run long distances, you must wear chest stickers. Last time I ran a marathon, I wore a tights, and my chest was bleeding. I'm a man [bad]!"

The people in Jiang Yun's live broadcast room are really from all walks of life, and many of them are elites.

Looking at Jiang Yun's running style, their brains were throbbing with pain.

This is not at all the speed that normal people should have in long-distance running. There are more than 70 billion people in the world, and I am afraid that only the few people who will compete for the Olympic champion in the final dare to rush like this.

Jiang Yun used his natural frequency to run ten steps and take a breath. He felt that his sense of rhythm was very good.

In the past, I used to go downhill for long distance runs like this, and I couldn’t run for two or three miles at most. Today I’m faster, but I’m not tired at all.

The magic talisman is indeed a good thing. If the bicycle, electric car and car were not invented now, the current practitioners would definitely carry two with them.

Jiang Yun ran more than half of the distance, and the water friends in his live broadcast room gradually felt that something was wrong.

"Fuck, the animals don't dare to run like the Taoist priest!"

"Sprinted for three miles at a speed of [-] meters, but my face didn't turn red and I couldn't breathe. I felt that the Taoist leader should practice long-distance running to win glory for the country."

"Look, you can see the small town at the foot of the mountain, the Taoist priest actually rushed down in one breath, he is so fast!"

"Jiang Daochang is a persistent and fast man [funny]"

"Housekeeper, come out to work. There are people driving early in the morning. Hurry up and silence, otherwise my wife will see me and have to drag me to learn foreign languages."

"That guy is right, the Daoist is really long-lasting and fast [cover face]"

In one breath, Jiang Yun rushed directly to the small town bus stop down the mountain.

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. It took 12 minutes and 11 seconds to travel more than eight miles.

The water friends in the live broadcast room reacted differently after seeing it.

"I feel that Dao's long-distance running is quite fast. Looking at the results, it's nothing more than that."

"To be honest, it took 13 minutes for four kilometers, which is about the same as my usual long-distance running results."

"Fans in Daochang's live broadcast room, don't you brag about making drafts now?

"When I was a soldier, I was excellent within 12 minutes for three kilometers, passed in 13 minutes and 20 seconds, and took 12 minutes for a road length of more than four miles. It is estimated that he can take the first place in the army competition."

"I remembered a joke. In a certain high school, the 9-meter race lasted more than [-] seconds, breaking the school record [funny]!"

"I seriously suspect that there is something wrong with Daochang's mobile phone software. His speed is almost as good as that of a world champion. The key is that he doesn't blush and his heart beats. It seems that he didn't try his best. That's unscientific."

The two amulets in Jiang Yun's socks gradually lost their temperature. He took out the two amulets and opened them.

Swish!
The breeze blows.

The cinnabar prints on the yellow talisman fell off directly and dispersed with the wind. These two talismans were already useless.

All the water friends were dumbfounded, isn't this too mysterious?
They watched with their own eyes that Jiang Yun stuffed the two amulets into the socks, and then didn't move all the way. They just took them out, how did it become like that?

"Your sister, Daoist, you cheated, you cheated!"

"Could it be that Dai Zong's magical amulet in Water Margin is real?"

"Dai Zong may not be a real person, but when Shi Naian wrote the book, he must have seen or heard of the divine amulet."

"I have a physical examination next week, Daoist, can you give me two magic amulets, I want to pass, woo woo woo~~"

"You said that during the Olympic Games, if you stuffed two amulets into your socks, would that count as cheating?"

Looking at the two blank yellow talismans, Jiang Yun wiped the sweat off his brow, crumpled the paper up, and stuffed it into his pocket.

This small town at the foot of Wudang Mountain is called Beijing Town. Many tourists come here every year, so there are many farmhouse restaurants in the town.

Many snacks from all over the country can be found in the town.

Among them is haggis soup, which is a must in the town, but that town is a grandson's shop, the scale is small, and the decoration is not good, so few tourists from other places go to eat it.

But even in that case, the locals within a radius of ten miles still fill up the small shop every day.

In the past, there was a long queue at the entrance of the small shop. Jiang Yun originally thought that he would have to queue today, but he didn't expect that there was no one there.

It's okay if no one is there, why even the signboard of Old Wang Haggis Soup was taken down?
(End of this chapter)