Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 322
When Daoist Mo Yuan learned that the cause of the incident was only because of the sale of land for one mu, he sighed helplessly, and then called his apprentice.

This year, the Wudang faction will directly plant two acres, otherwise the heart of their own mascot will be abducted by Tianyuan Taoist temple.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, after visiting relatives, many people from ten miles and eight villages will choose to go to Taoist temples to offer incense sticks.

Different people go to different Taoist temples. The villages near Tianyuan Taoist Temple are basically here.

Jiang Yun and Master stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, smiling and greeting everyone.

Chisong Douchang smiled very happily, because at this time of year, many people would donate incense money.

Although the total amount is not much, but all of them add up to a considerable amount, at least two months' food expenses.

For five yuan, you can take a photo with you, and for ten yuan, you can get a blessing from an expert.

For 20 yuan, you can buy a pair of calligraphy and painting from an expert, and for 50 yuan, it is a big deal, and you can do divination and fortune-telling yourself.

As for the 100 yuan, it is outside the gate, and it is usually donated to beg for a child.

The water friends in the live broadcast room watched with their own eyes Taoist Chisong at the entrance of the Taoist temple, welcoming the guests with a smile on his face. The reception lasted until noon, and many people's three views were shattered.

"Well, you can take a group photo for five yuan, so cheap!"

"Chisong Daochang's worth is really low, which makes people feel distressed."

"Tianyuan Taoist Temple is really high quality and cheap, no wonder it has been passed down in a single line."

"I just want to know, how does one seek a child with 100 yuan?"

"Donate money online, I want a calligraphy and painting!"

[Sixteen Characters of Yin Yang] Reward a treasure map with a message: "Master Chisong, I'm going to the Wudang sect, can we take a photo together?"

A large group of people began to swipe gifts.

When Jiang Yun took time to watch the barrage, he found out, and he asked the master's attitude.

"Hey boy, what do they mean by those treasure maps, Huya No. [-], magic books, Nebula battleships and so on?"

"I have been away as a teacher for three years. After I come back this time, I feel that I have not kept up with the development of the times." Taoist Chisong asked puzzled.

When he disappeared in 18, the live broadcast industry was not as popular as it is now, so it is a bit incomprehensible.

"Master, you have money." Jiang Yun said concisely.

"If you have money, you can do it if you have money. Laymen in my apprentice's live broadcast room, the old Taoist welcomes everyone to visit Tianyuan Taoist Temple."

"Group photos, blessings, asking for calligraphy and painting, and fortune-telling are all fine. As for asking for a son, my good apprentice will be in charge of this business for the time being."

"If you ladies need it, you can contact him. You can chat in private. Begging for a child consumes energy and energy. I am old and I really can't do that job." Chisong Road Chief said with a smile.

The water friends in the live broadcast room exploded on the spot.

"Master Daoist, are you going to do the business of begging for a child?"

"Good guy, good guy, police officer Jiang Dajiang warns!"

"I just want to know how to seek the law, whether it is serious or not."

"Uh... [Funny], Daoist, can the child-seeking business be contracted for a year?"

With black lines on Jiang Yun's face, he explained helplessly: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't think about it."

"The child-seeking business of Tianyuan Taoist Temple uses three methods of acupuncture, massage and traditional Chinese medicine for comprehensive treatment, which really consumes people's energy and energy."

"It's actually treating infertility. Pindao is not responsible for this business for the time being. Please don't send private messages. My backstage has already blown up."

Chisong Road Chief, who was beside him, started to laugh.

In the afternoon, there were quite a few people coming to the Taoist temple.

After a few people finished their meal, they offered incense to the Patriarch of Sanqing, and then chatted in front of them.

While chatting, Taoist Chisong's expression changed, he immediately stood up, and then went straight to Zixiao Peak.

Jiang Yun looked puzzled, he followed behind the master, and chased after him.

Because of the gap in cultivation, when several people rushed to the foot of Zixiao Peak, Taoist Chisong had already gone up the mountain.

At this moment, the top of the mountain was covered with dark clouds, and there were dozens of flashes of lightning in the middle.

"Fuck, beast, why did you break through again?" Daoist Mo Yuan looked at the top of the mountain with complicated eyes.

Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun lowered his voice and asked, "Boy, the wish your master made this morning is to improve your cultivation to a higher level."

"Tell the old man the truth, is this your trick?"

Jiang Yun shook his head without even thinking about it. This kind of thing cannot be admitted even if killed.

He also lowered his voice and asked, "Old Zhang, what is your wish this morning?"

"This old man wants to find a successor this year to inherit my medical skills completely. Nowadays, the talents of Chinese medicine are dying. This wish may be difficult to realize."

Jiang Yun looked at Daoist Mo Yuan again, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Mo Yuan, what is your wish this morning?"

"The Wudang sect has continued its orthodoxy and is becoming more and more prosperous."

After hearing this, Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. The wishes made by the two seniors were reasonable and not so outrageous.

He looked up at the top of the mountain, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Master, this is more or less outrageous.

The drone tried to fly to Zixiao Peak to take a close-up picture of crossing the catastrophe.

But the thunder calamity was too thick, and the shock wave caused by the lightning strike was too powerful, and it was impossible to take useful pictures at all.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all shocked.

"Is this being struck by lightning, or is it going through a catastrophe?"

"I seriously suspect that the anchor is using Leifa below to attack his own master."

"Fellow Daoist, please put away your paranoia of being persecuted. The Taoist priest didn't recite the mantra, and he didn't make a decision. How do you summon Lei Fa?"

"Which immortal is going through the tribulation here, can you take me for a ride?"

"Daoist Chisong is the best friend of this immortal, he is here to cross the tribulation and you and other mortals, don't talk nonsense!"

"Some time ago, scientists proved that our solar system has entered a photon layer, and I suspect that the spiritual recovery has begun."

"It's outrageous. I haven't obtained the cultivation method yet, and others have started to cross the catastrophe [cover face]"

[Super management has found out that this live broadcast room is live broadcasting prohibited content, and the live broadcast room has been sealed up, and is contacting the anchor to actively modify it]

Jiang Yun's live broadcast room was blocked again.

However, it doesn't matter whether it is sealed or not, because at the same time as it was sealed, the catastrophe above Zixiao Peak had already stopped.

Before the dark clouds went up, Jiang Yun and the others hurried up the mountain.

The peak, which is usually beautiful, is now in a mess. There are nine exaggerated black pits on the ground, and the bottom of the pit is scorched black, with green smoke curling up.

And Daoist Chisong disappeared mysteriously again. He really didn't see anyone alive or dead, not even a piece of clothing left.

Jiang Yun's expression was dull. He really didn't expect that that lucky dumpling could really send away the master who just came back.

Is this soul flying away, no bones left, or is it ascending again?
"Fellow Chisong, is this another ascent?" Daoist Mo Yuan complained.

The old priest Zhang Zhishun nodded, and said seriously: "It should be ascending again. The situation this time is exactly the same as when he left last time."

"Boy, think about it, your master may come back by himself in a few years."

(End of this chapter)