Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 278 The Sword Comes (seeking a monthly ticket)

Uncle Zhang is old, so compared with young people, he is not on the same channel at all, but what he said makes sense.

Jiang Yun flipped through his phone and tried to pick some boring questions.

"Uncle, someone asked you if you would return Li Chungang's Ten Thousand Swords to the sect. If you are willing to perform it, he can swipe ten treasure maps."

The water friends who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement in the live broadcast room immediately set up a follow-up barrage.

"Daozhang Zhang, let's do a show. I'll use Huya No. [-]."

"I'm ashamed in my pocket, but if I can see Wan Jian return to the sect with my own eyes, I'm willing to swipe ten money guns to show my heart."

"No way, no way, can't there really be Wanjian returning to the sect?"

"Is the Taoist priest an open-eyed person when he sees money, I will give you forty tiger food No. [-]!"

Uncle Zhang looked at the water friends who wanted to collect gifts in the live broadcast room. He hiccupped, got up from the chair, and then bent down to pick up a branch on the ground.

"Pindao is an honest person. Since laymen want to spend money to see Wan Jian Guizong, then this small request is not too much, not too much at all."

"Fighting swords in the snow, the old man is also chasing after him. In the play, Li Chungang's return of the ten thousand swords does have merit!"

He waved the branch in his hand and shouted loudly: "Boy, come with the sword!"

……

Whoohoo!
In front of the Taoist temple, a cool breeze blows.

Uncle Zhang is still Uncle Zhang, that branch is still that branch, nothing has changed.

"Boy, come with the sword!"

The uncle yelled again, and Jiang Yun realized that the old man was calling himself.

"Uncle, my master never taught me to return the ten thousand swords to the sect!"

"Pedantry, the way of the sword is the way, and there are many versions of Wan Jian Gui Zong. Why do you have to learn Li Chungang's Wan Jian Gui Zong? It's just a TV series!"

"We must believe in science and use our ten thousand swords to return to the sect. Uncle Master is not good at swordsmanship, so we can only pin our hopes on you!" Uncle Zhang said solemnly.

Jiang Yun had black lines on his face, and his expression was extremely reluctant.

"Uncle, you can't just force me to use sword moves I haven't learned for the sake of making money. Isn't that driving ducks to the shelves?"

"Oh, it's money, it's not shabby. I just made a calculation with my fingers. Today, your sword practice will definitely improve. It's no problem to return to the sect with all your swords."

Jiang Yun was helpless, he pulled out the Sanqing Sword from his waist, and then swung a white sword aura.

in the darkness.

One sword qi became two sword qi, two sword qi became three sword qi, and then ten thousand sword qi.

Boom boom boom! ! !
The bamboo forest in the backyard of the Taoist temple was directly bombarded by tens of thousands of sword qi.

The visual effect is very explosive, but after the drone flew over and checked the results of the battle, many water friends were speechless.

The tens of thousands of sword qi did not cut even a single bamboo, but a lot of bamboo leaves were scraped off, and the whole bamboo forest suffered a little flesh injury.

"I thought the Daoist master would use his big move, but I didn't expect it to be anticlimactic [cover face]"

"This...is this really Wan Jian Guizong?"

"It's over, the dream of Wan Jian returning to the sect in my heart was shattered to the ground."

"Fellow daoists, can I give you a weak shout, refund the money!"

"No more rewards, no more rewards, this Wan Jian Gui Zong is too watery!"

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage of water friends in his live broadcast room, and he said lightly: "Ladies and gentlemen, we must believe in science and the conservation of quality!"

"Pindao split one sword qi into tens of thousands of sword qi. Naturally, the sword qi has no lethality. Everyone must understand!"

Uncle Zhang didn't speak at the side, he silently shared the photos he captured with the Daoist family group.

[Tianyuan Daoist Zhang Shengtan]: "Dear friends, have you seen Wan Jian Guizong?"

A photo is attached.

Then, the QQ group where the bosses gathered exploded immediately.

The leader of the group, Daoist Zhang Benchu ​​of the Sanfeng faction, has been watching the online water groups all year round, and he stood up immediately.

"Fuck, Fellow Daoist Jiang really made Wan Jian Guizong come out, my fellow Daoist in Wudang Mountain is awesome!"

[Wudang faction Mo Yuan]: "Wait a minute, Sanqing sword, ten thousand swords belong to the sect, this is unscientific!"

[Miaoyu Daoist of the Emei Sect]: "@[Tianyuan Daoguan Jiangyun], little friend Jiang, come to our Emei Sect to play when you have time. Many of my female disciples admire you very much."

[Hunyuan faction Lei Mo'an]: "It's outrageous, anyway it's outrageous."

[Zhou Cen, head of the Eight Diagrams Sect]: "Hey, as we all know, there are evildoers in Tianyuan, everyone calm down."

【Strong Fist Guo Ming】: "Hello, fellow Taoists, let me tell you something weak, my big brother is awesome."

……

Jiang Yun didn't know that he became the center of the topic again in the Daoist family group.

Because Daoist Zhang Shengtan is Jiang Yun's uncle, he was naturally sought after by all the fellow Taoists, and he was flattered a lot.

He also accepted many invitations for Jiang Yun to travel around and go to many Taoist temples for exchanges and discussions.

The water friends in the live broadcast room doubted it, but everyone can still distinguish the difference between reality and TV drama.

Many people kept their promises and bought a lot of gifts, but there were more people who broke their promises and went whoring for nothing.

Uncle Zhang looked at Jiang Yun with relief, nodded and said, "Boy, the times are developing, and it is much easier for a swordsman like you to make money."

"You are stronger than Li Chungang. If he wants to make money, he will attract tens of thousands of flying swords with a single strike in the play. If those swords are sold as scrap iron, how much money can they be sold for?"

The corner of Jiang Yun's mouth twitched, unable to refute in his heart.

Uncle Master's idea of ​​making money is simply a genius!
A sword fairy who knows how to return to his clan with ten thousand swords uses this trick to recruit swords and sell scrap iron. In his eyes, Wang Xianzhi, who guards the Tianmen, wants to make money, so he probably has to waste seafood.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were also out of breath from laughing.

"I can now be sure that old Taoist Zhang will never return to the sect with all swords."

"Why is this a bit like how a farmer looks at the emperor, digging the ground with a golden hoe, and every time there are pancakes and green onions?"

"Why should Feijian be sold as scrap iron, but can't it be sold as Feijian?"

"That's right, how much is a catty of scrap iron, how much is a flying sword!"

The live broadcast in the evening, in the midst of the farce where the uncle urged Jiang Yun to return to the sect with the Ten Thousand Swords, was broadcast hastily.

Jiang Yun put away the drone, and when he saw his uncle cleaning up the dishes, he reminded him: "Uncle, you are so old, you should watch less TV dramas and novels."

"The old man has practiced for so many years, can't I enjoy it?"

"As I get older, I have to keep up with the development of the times. Not to mention watching TV dramas and reading novels, I have recently been thinking about stock trading." Uncle Zhang took it for granted.

When Jiang Yun heard this, his legs went limp.

The stock market is risky, and you need to be cautious when trading in stocks. The uncle is quite normal on the mountain. Why is he more and more free after going down the mountain?

The deposit of Tianyuan Taoist Temple will be handed over to Hou Er in the future, and it cannot be handed over to his old man. What if he is cheated?
Wangtian, Master, I was wrong, I shouldn't have changed my mobile phone for my uncle and his old man!
That night.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Jiang Yun hugged Xiaobai and went to bed early.

Before going to bed, he checked his reputation, which was 46.

System, conduct four intermediate lottery draws.

(End of this chapter)