Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 251 Daoist Mo Yuan

Inside the hut, the crackling sound was clear and melodious.

"Whoa, whoa..."

Xiaobai lay paralyzed on the bed, brazenly coquettish.

Jiang Yun had a look of grief and indignation. Holding the data cable that had been bitten into two, he sighed helplessly.

It's been a few days, and Xiaobai still can't get rid of the habit of grinding his teeth.

What a prodigal son, he used to grind his teeth with huanghuali, but now he grinds his teeth with data cables.

Foxes don't have the habit of grinding their teeth. Who did this guy learn from?

Jiang Yun angrily lifted Xiao Bai out of the bed, and then slapped him on the buttocks.

A night without dreams.

One morning, Jiang Yun woke up from the bed very tired.

He looked at Xiao Bai who was sleeping with his lap hugged, and felt a dull pain in his head.

Last night, Xiaobai was like a mouse, scurrying around the room, and the tossing people couldn't sleep.

No, starting today, it is not allowed to sleep during the day.

Jiang Yun pinched the back of Xiaobai's neck and washed his face with cold water.

After washing up, each person and fox were refreshed.

07:30, after half an hour of morning class.

She Yun hugged Xiaobai and followed the Taoist priests to the cafeteria to have breakfast. As soon as he entered, she saw Zhao Bingbing at the door.

Reporter Bingbing is also holding a fat orange and is queuing up.

The two sat at the opposite table and had dinner together.

Xiaobai and Fat Ju each had a steamed bun in their mouths, and both gnawed on it extremely sweetly.

After seeing this, Bingbing began to denounce the Wudang faction: "Jiang Daochang, it's really too much."

"I stayed in the Wudang School during this time, and filmed Kung Fu documentaries with Master Chen and Daoist Yu."

"This fat orange is a stray cat on the mountain. It usually hangs around in the Wudang faction. I like to feed it when I am free."

"This morning, the Wudang faction actually issued a notice saying that laymen living in the sect are not allowed to feed cats. What's wrong with this kitten? If we don't care about it, this winter is very cold, and it will definitely freeze to death."

at this time.

Xiaobai hadn't finished eating half of the bun, but the fat orange had already started eating the third bun.

Jiang Yun stared at the chubby orange figure, and sighed a little: "Reporter Zhao, it's really a pity that you don't feed the pigs."

The water friends in the live broadcast immediately burst out laughing.

"Master Dao, it really has nothing to do with Bingbing that the orange cat is so fat."

"Nine out of ten oranges are fat, and one is particularly fat."

"What a poor kitten, what a big cat!"

"It's definitely a ruthless character who can eat himself into such a fat orange in the wild."

"It's over, besides having a big head, my Bingbing wife will be labeled as a pig feeder again."

Zhao Bingbing rolled her eyes, and she made up her mind that after filming the Kung Fu documentary today, she would go down the mountain and go home with Fat Orange in her arms.

This fat orange is very human. Although it is a stray cat, it is very hygienic. It is always clean and does not poop randomly.

The most important thing is that it is very close, and it is no worse than Xiaobai.

After the two finished their meal, Xiao Huihui rushed to Wudang Mountain with the shooting equipment on his shoulders.

When Jiang Yun was discussing the shooting plan with everyone, Chen Yunlong hurried over.

He asked loudly: "Junior brother, have you seen that orange cat raised by my master?"

"That cat went to the cafeteria to eat this morning, and didn't go back after eating."

"Meow?"

Fat Ju, who was acting coquettishly in Zhao Bingbing's arms, stretched out her head decisively. After she saw Chen Yunlong, she stretched lazily, and continued to act coquettishly and cute to deceive Maotiao.

Jiang Yun's mouth twitched.

Brother Chen Yunlong's master, how many famous figures of the Wudang sect have not shown up, and who is this old man?
Hey, Master, you should tell me more about the Daoist affairs, and then ascend again!

"Senior Brother, Reporter Zhao plans to take that fat orange home and raise it. It is now in her arms. The cat is not lost." Jiang Yun pointed to Zhao Bingbing who was not far away.

Zhao Bingbing's face turned red instantly. Is there a larger social death scene than this?

Chen Yunlong hurried over and grabbed Fat Ju.

If Xiaobai is the divine beast of the Tianyuan Taoist Temple, then this fat orange is the divine beast of the Wudang sect.

"Ah, Master Chen, isn't this fat orange a stray cat?" Zhao Bingbing asked with a cute face.

"Reporter Zhao, you can't take this cat away. It's my master's pet, and it's usually free-range in the Wudang School." Daoist Chen Yunlong explained.

His master, Daoist Mo Yuan, has raised the cat for many years, and he has treated the cat more closely than his apprentice.

Even if the apprentice is the current head of Wudang.

The orange cat looked at Zhao Bingbing reluctantly, then struggled a bit, and jumped out of the arms of Taoist Master Chen Yunlong. It wagged its tail and left lazily.

The water friends in the live broadcast room almost laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, the orange daughter was abducted while walking in her home [funny]"

"It looks like a runaway sweetheart, but it's actually the former head's daughter."

"The daughter of the former head of the Wudang faction was inspecting the Wudang faction, but was kidnapped by a strange woman, Mrs. Bingbing, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible."

"Orange Cat: Ahhh, why are you stopping me, am I not good with multiple sheep?"

"The former head of the Wudang School directly called the police: Hey, 110, someone broke into the house to snatch the cat, you heard me right, snatch my cat on my site [dog head to save life]"

When reporter Zhao Bingbing was dying in situ, she suddenly received a call and lost her voice.

"What, Auntie, you found your son in the Lin Family Village, 120 miles southwest of the Wudang Clan?"

"No, it's unscientific. Are you sure he's your son?"

"The birthmarks are all matched, and I confirmed with the adoptive parents, this..."

"Okay, auntie, don't worry, I will thank Daoist Jiang on your behalf. This is the responsibility we reporters should do."

After Zhao Bingbing hung up the phone, she said the matter again.

After Chen Yunlong heard it, he hugged the cat, smiled and left.

The surrounding Wudang disciples and TV crews were shocked.

With a smile on his face, Jiang Yun nodded and said, "It's good that someone finds it, otherwise the painstaking efforts of Pindao yesterday will all be in vain."

The water friends in the live broadcast room were shocked.

"Fuck, what the hell is that old aunt who found her son yesterday?"

"Reporter Zhao wouldn't follow the host to make fake news, right?"

"The Taoist master is using some shady magic tricks again, no wonder the broadcast was suddenly released yesterday, it's abominable!"

"I'm curious, what means the anchor used to help the old aunt find her son."

"As soon as I entered Taoism, it was as deep as the sea. From now on, science is a passer-by. I am convinced, and I am really convinced."

The Kung Fu documentary will be shot later, roughly divided into two steps.

The first is to learn light kung fu with Chen Shilei, the second is to learn swordsmanship with Chen Shiyu, and the last is to learn spear skills with Chen Shikui.

These three are the best skills of the three Taoists of the Wudang School, but the expressions of the three are surprisingly depressed.

They all urged Jiang Yun to be merciful, everyone who practiced martial arts, just click as far as it goes, there is no need to be serious.

On the martial arts arena.

Just as Jiang Yun was about to learn swordsmanship with Master Chen, a loud laugh came.

The master of Wudang master Chen Yunlong, Daoist Mo Yuan appeared with the orange cat in his arms and a long sword in his arms.

(End of this chapter)