Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 399

"Ugh, I just said that when I just took the medicine, I felt like vomiting all the time, so the root cause is the formula." The Yin-Yang Sixteen Characters said in a miserable way thinking that he would have to drink three times a day for the next seven days.

Fatty Wang was a little puzzled. He poked the old Hu next to him, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what exactly is the yellow man that Daoist Jiang said?"

"Cough, Renzhonghuang is also known as Huanglong Tang, commonly known as Jinjue, which means excrement." Old Hu Kepu said.

Fatty Wang immediately came to his senses. He glanced at the Yin-Yang Sixteen Characters with some sympathy, and then retched twice.

It turns out that in Chinese medicine, there is really a saying that eating feces can save one's life.

Seeing that the three of them were making a fuss, Jiang Yun said, "Three, please believe in science. What does it mean to eat shit to save your life?"

"Scientific research has shown that the stomach is the second brain of a person. The probiotic flora in the stomach controls people's dietary preferences. Some people's flora is out of balance, so special methods are needed to repair it."

"The method of traditional Chinese medicine is gentle enough. In foreign countries, the bacteria in the large intestine have been extracted, made into capsules, and sold in the market."

"After two people got married, they became more and more husband and wife, because the flora in the body gradually became the same. This is a scientifically based research demonstration."

Fatty Wang's eyes widened. He really didn't expect that in modern medicine, there is such a saying that eating shit can save one's life.

The water friends in the live broadcast room, many people's mentality has collapsed.

"Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books. No wonder my wife looks more and more like me?"

"Dump the pot, throw the pot, I gained weight, it must be the bacteria in my husband's large intestine, which infected me [狗头保护生]"

"No way, no way, everyone won't really want to eat that in the future, right?"

"Fuck, Taoist priest knows a lot!"

"Brothers, remember in the future, Chinese medicine can only be drunk, not looked at carefully."

"On the tragedy caused by excessive curiosity, how tragic is it?"

"The style of discussion in the live broadcast room is more or less heavy."

In any case, after drinking the Jiuwei Huoming Decoction, the descendant of the Sixteen Characters of Yin-Yang became much better mentally.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or it really has a miraculous effect.

Uncle Zhang welcomed the three of them very much.

Spring is here, and the two greenhouses contracted by the Taoist temple are also in the harvest season.

Because the temperature has risen recently, the vegetables in the greenhouse are growing extremely vigorously, and this is the last crop of vegetables that will be eaten until winter.

The three middle-aged men happened to be all caught in the shed to pick vegetables. The two laborers, Jiang Yun and Hou Er, did not escape the exploitation of their uncle.

"Master, I am also the host of the temple, and these two are also guests. Is it not good for you to let the three of us work?" Jiang Yun said dissatisfiedly while picking spinach.

Monkey [-] next to him picked up cucumbers and cried out anxiously.

You three don't work very well, I am a national treasure, so should I work?
Uncle Zhang looked at Monkey Two, and slapped him straight away. Monkey Two immediately picked up the cucumber obediently.

He sighed, lowered his head to cut the leeks, and said: "Boy, you are a monster among the young monsters, what kind of temple master, you are just a brat in the eyes of this old man."

"It's shameful to waste food. There's not enough vegetables in this greenhouse. You can give some to Village Chief Jiang and the others later, and then give some to the police station in the town. Don't leave behind the Wutang faction."

"Young people babble when they do some work. What kind of talk does this sound like? It doesn't look like a monk at all!"

Jiang Yun was so stunned that he was speechless, so he could only keep his head down and pick vegetables honestly.

After he took the crowd to pick the vegetables, he drove the tractor to deliver the vegetables to Jiangjia Village, the town's police station and Wudang.

When I went there, there was a cart full of food, and when I came back, it was full.

Everyone praised the vegetables produced by Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

The villagers in Jiangjia Village returned a lot of mountain goods, the police station stuffed a lot of welfare for the festival, and the Wudang faction gave a lot of daily consumables to the Taoist temple.

Uncle Zhang was busy making lunch in the kitchen. Jiang Yun wanted to help in the kitchen after he had properly arranged the things he had returned, but was kicked out.

"There are guests in the Taoist temple, if you don't go to accompany the guests, how can you help the old man?"

"I have some snacks in the house, you bring them over, those three have done work today, we really should treat them well."

"If it weren't for the vegetables in the greenhouse not waiting for anyone, they would be old in two days, and the old man wouldn't ask you to help. It's better to eat them if they can be eaten. It's a pity to rot in the ground."

Jiang Yun looked at the uncle who was chattering in the kitchen, smiled, turned around and went to his room to find some snacks.

Many water friends looked at the uncle and thought of their grandparents.

People of the older generation are like this. Those who have come through hardships do everything they can, and they also cherish food very much, and they also like to save delicious food for the younger generation.

Jiang Yun went to the study with the snacks he found in his uncle's room. He found that the successor of the Sixteen Characters of Yin Yang was hunting for treasures with Lao Hu and Fatty Wang.

These three people looked like they had never seen the world, and even a random talisman would make them scream.

"Old Hu, Old Wang, this is a fortune-telling talisman. After wearing it, you can change your luck. Maybe you may get rich overnight."

"As long as I know the spells in Jiang Daochang's study, I don't think it's simple. Take a good look and take a picture later."

If it weren't for Jiang Yun's great reputation, these three guys would really have ransacked the study room.

"Three, those spells are all samples left by my master to the poor. They really have a different commemorative meaning for me. Come and have some snacks." Jiang Yun greeted warmly.

Fatty Wang held the fortune-telling talisman and couldn't put it down. He said, "So it was left by Taoist Chisong. It's really unusual."

"Don't say that these spells are given away by the Taoist priest, even if other people pay a very expensive price, the Taoist priest probably will not sell them."

Jiang Yun stared at the fortune-telling talisman, stunned for a moment, and then said emphatically: "Don't, don't, if Layman Wang says so, the poor will mainly depend on how much you ask for."

"As long as the price is right, I can bring my master back to draw a few more pictures."

Fatty Wang was stunned on the spot. He didn't expect Jiang Yun to be so real.

Afterwards, the three of them took Jiang Yun to choose different styles of charms they liked, and then offered a price to buy them.

In a short time, hundreds of thousands were credited to the account. These three people have extremely rich families, and they are really willing to spend money if they have money!
The water friends in the live broadcast room, they didn't expect that Jiang Yun really sold the talisman of Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

"Good fellow, the Daoist leader can deal with him, he really makes money if he has money!"

"Let's just say that as long as the price is right, even Daoist Chisong can come back from the dead. Is the Daoist going to break through the underworld and bring Master back?"

"Daoist: Good guy, I almost cut off my money. Fortunately, I reacted quickly."

"Fatty Wang: Daoist, why don't you play cards according to the routine?"

"Holy shit, I want to buy two too, and keep them in my house. The ones I bought in the live broadcast room must be authentic, right?"

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(End of this chapter)