Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 30 Ten Years Wild Ginseng (recommended)
Thinking of the previous record of the national football team, Jiang Yun held his chest, feeling a little regretful.

I was careless, when I came out this morning, I really should have a quick-acting heart-relief pill in my pocket!

He covered his forehead, showing a dumbfounding expression for the first time, and said: "Pindao is a monk, I really don't know how to play football!"

"Also, from the point of view of a monk, winning or losing is not important in tonight's game."

"I only hope that the national football team can fully demonstrate the profoundness of my Chinese martial arts in tonight's game!"

"If the national football team wants to learn martial arts, Pindao is willing to spend his own money to go to their training camp and teach them all."

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, the water friends in the live broadcast room suddenly felt that their mood improved a lot.

"I suddenly discovered that the Taoist priest has the talent to be a talk show. This answer is really amazing."

"That's right, two shoulders carry one head, who is afraid of whom!"

"Sports should not have national boundaries, and there must be a competitive spirit. Only in this way can we show the demeanor of a big country. You must pay attention when playing football, and don't play football by mistake."

"Winning or losing is not important, if you can make a shot, don't miss the opportunity, if you can use your feet, don't use your hands [Crying Crying] [Crying Crying]."

"There are no ten red cards for the national football team in this game [狗头] [狗头]."

"Suddenly I feel that Taoist Master is also a cruel person, but I like it."

"Is there still time to learn martial arts and play football?"

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and he also laughed out loud: "Water friends, let's stop making trouble. For things like competitions with notebooks, friendship is second, and competition is first. We understand everything."

"Answer one more question, and Pindao will take everyone to learn the third form of Taijiquan."

All kinds of sand sculpture problems in the live broadcast room came like a tide.

"Master Dao, I'm curious, why are all the kindergarten teachers female?"

"Master Dao, in a war between the Eastern mythology system and the Western mythology system, which one has a better chance of winning?"

"Anchor, I'm from the Northeast. I just arrived in Guangxi, and my roommate keeps calling me hairy. Is he calling me handsome? [狗头]"

"Daoist, I play Luna as a jungler, and the opponent chooses Donghuang and Zhang Liang, how should I show off them?"

In fact, there is one thing to say, the sand sculpture barrage in the live broadcast room, no matter which one you answer, the live broadcast effect should be very good.

of course.

The level of sand sculpture for each question is actually not much different.

Jiang Yun had already given up the treatment, he closed his eyes, took a screen shot and chose a question.

"Anchor, may I ask if I traveled to the prehistoric world, and then left a piece of two-way foil, will those great gods of the prehistoric world kill me?"

puff!
Jiang Yun took a sip of top-grade spiritual tea and sprayed it out.

Good guy, is this interdimensional battle a problem that people can think of?

Fortunately, I was bored in the Taoist temple before, so I read Da Liu's "Three-Body Problem", otherwise this question would be really difficult to answer.

"Who can tell me what a two-way foil is?"

"This question is really outrageous."

"Great God: Nima, the thief killed me!"

From the perspective of a Taoist professional, Jiang Yun thought about this issue carefully, and said, "Poverty Dao feels that Erxiangfoil is very similar to the picture of Shanhe Sheji."

"If you really throw a piece of two-way foil at Honghuang, I feel that you should be a boy who gives money to the gods of Honghuang."

The water friend who raised this question was stunned at the time. He originally thought it would be a dimensionality reduction blow, but he didn't expect it to be a rich boy.

But think about it, the Taoist priest's answer does make some sense.

"Isn't two-way foil a routine operation for gods? I often see plots such as monsters, ghosts and people sealed into paintings in novels."

"Great God of the Desolation: I lost it. Whose Zhou Tian Xing Dou array disk is lost?"

When Jiang Yun saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded [-], he stood up, tidied his clothes, and said, "Okay, let's stop chatting here today, let's start practicing Tai Chi."

"One set of Tai Chi every day can lead to a healthy life for 50 years and a lifetime of sexual happiness."

Boom!Boom!Boom!
As soon as he made a gesture, he heard a knock on the door of Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

Xiao Bai was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and even his tail exploded.

The female fan in the live broadcast room was sad.

"Damn it, the Taoist priest actually hid someone in the Taoist temple, I'm broken in love!"

"Looking at Xiaobai's reaction, the people in the Taoist temple should not be human."

"It's broad daylight, so it won't be haunted?"

"Eat melons rationally, last time we took Xiaobai as a ghost."

Jiang Yun scratched his head, but he couldn't figure out why there was a knock on the door in the Taoist temple.

After the door opened, the golden monkey Yue Ban was standing inside with a depressed expression.

"Why are you in there?" Jiang Yun asked in confusion.

"Squeak."

Moon Ban called and waved.

"You mean, you stepped on the dead tree outside and jumped in, and then found that there was no one in the Taoist temple, and you couldn't jump out, so you had to knock on the door?"

"Squeak!"

"You say you are unlucky, can you go the right way next time, every time you act like a thief." Jiang Yun rubbed Yueban's head and scolded with a smile.

The water friends in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief, they are no longer surprised.

"As we all know, the anchor's language talent is amazing, animal language level ten, can communicate with any animal barrier-free."

"New fan, ask me, why is there a golden monkey in the Taoist temple?"

"What is Yueban doing here this time? Is he still begging for water?"

Jiang Yun looked at the depressed Ban Yue, and comforted him: "Okay, next time I will live broadcast, I will not close the door, and I will go to the Taoist temple to fetch water for you."

"Squeak!"

Yue Ban shook his head, it came to Jiang Yun's teapot, and took out a ginseng from its armpit.

It took a teacup, held the cup in one hand and ginseng in the other, and made a gesture of exchange.

As soon as Pindao got it, he brewed two pots of high-grade spiritual tea, and he hadn't warmed it up in his hands. Where did you get the news, why did you come here early in the morning to drink tea?

Jiang Yun saw a lot of moss on Yueban's body, and he suddenly thought carefully and felt scared.

Your sister, this monkey, didn't squat on the wall last night, spying on me all the time, did he?
The netizens in the live broadcast room sighed again.

"This Wudang Mountain is really outstanding. Even monkeys know how to trade ginseng for tea."

"The monkey in Huaguo Mountain: Peeping in the dark, I hope no one mentions me this time."

"Why do I feel that Tianyuan Taoist Temple is co-branding an event with the local zoo? There are really all kinds of animals."

[Purchaser of Medicinal Materials] Reward a rocket with a message: "Master Daoist, it seems that what I gave you in the middle of the month is [-]-year-old wild ginseng, which is very valuable!"

"If you don't want it, I'll take a plane to the Taoist temple and exchange it with the top-grade Dahongpao."

"Good morning Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma is confused!"

"I lost it. Last time the cobra dumped a panax notoginseng. This time the golden monkey gave wild ginseng. How many good things are there in the mountains?"

"I suddenly want to go to Wudang Mountain to dig medicinal materials, and the opportunity to get rich is right in front of me."

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, wanting to cry but not crying.

How should I explain to the water friends that Pindao's top-grade spiritual tea is really not an ordinary tea, and that tea is definitely more expensive than ten-year-old wild ginseng!
　I have included both the morning class and the evening class. From now on, it is not allowed to say that the protagonist is a net monkey who can only broadcast live.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)