Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 506
After Jiang Yun got up early in the morning, he was brushing his teeth and washing his face with Xiaobai when Daoist Chisong hurried over.

After he saw Jiang Yun, he said with a sad face: "My dear student, you went to Russia again today, as a teacher, you couldn't sleep anyway last night."

"I just got up and made a fortune for you. This trip is a big disaster. You should push that show."

"Master, are you sure you are the culprit?" Jiang Yun asked without raising his head as he wiped Xiao Bai's face with a towel.

"Student, what time is this? You still have the mood to take care of this vixen. When did the teacher lie to you?"

"Master, if you count me a lucky one, the disciple will have to worry a bit, but if it's a bad luck, then there's no need to worry."

"Your hexagrams have never been calculated accurately. Looking at it the other way around, my trip must be smooth sailing." Jiang Yun said seriously.

Chisong Daochang stared at his apprentice, hesitated for three seconds, but still did not make a move.

He kept breaking in his heart and said: Don't be angry, don't be angry, the apprentice you picked up with your own hands, you have to admit it even when you cry, this traitor is definitely the sin you made in your previous life.

Seeing that Master was about to leave, Jiang Yun said, "Master, you have traveled to Russia, so you should know some Russian."

"That Russian, do you have a quick way?"

"You traitor, you don't even know Russian, so you plan to go to Russia?"

"It's only right that you are not quick to sharpen your guns before the battle. Your plane at [-]:[-] noon will leave at [-]:[-], and it will only take two hours. How do you ask me to teach you?" Taoist Chisong said angrily.

He scolded, but still took out a jade slip from his cuff, and stuck it on his forehead.

The jade slip emitted a green light, and returned to normal after a while.

"Rebel, stick this on your forehead, and use your spiritual sense to read the content. It contains all the Russian knowledge you have as a teacher."

"How much you can learn depends on your good fortune." After finishing speaking, Taoist Chisong threw down the jade slips, shook his sleeves and left.

After Jiang Yun picked up the jade slip and stuck it on his forehead, he memorized all the contents in less than half an hour.

It contains not only the Russian pronunciation that Michizane Chimatsu learned, but also the knowledge about Russia and some daily life experience that he also learned.

After Jiang Yun learned it, he is at least half fluent in Russian at the moment, so it is absolutely no problem to be an interpreter.

After he finished his breakfast, he called Hou Er to his side, warned him to listen carefully to Master Zhang's words, and took Xiao Bai to the airport taxi.

In the live broadcast room, when the audience learned that Jiang Yun was going to Russia on this trip, images of fighting nations immediately appeared in many people's minds.

What riding a brown bear on a trip, driving a tank to send the children to school, vodka in the left hand and Bobosha in the right hand, etc.

The more people thought about it, the more they felt that something was wrong, and they couldn't help admonishing them in the live broadcast room.

"The old man is not a good idiot, Daoist, you must be careful when you go to Russia!"

"The Taoist priest went to Russia, so he won't be forced to stay there, right?"

"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little panicked."

"Father Sanqing, I hope that the Taoist priest can return home safely. May Jesus bless you. My Buddha is merciful. Amen!"

"I heard that everyone there believes in Catholicism. How is the relationship between Taoism and Catholicism?"

Aeroflot plane.

Zhao Bingbing watched the audience's comments in Jiang Yun's live broadcast room, laughing until her stomach ached. She looked at Jiang Yun who was sitting next to her, who was a little nervous, and couldn't help asking: "Daoist Jiang, have you never been abroad?"

"No."

"Haha, the fans in your live broadcast room are all talented people. They are afraid that you will be kidnapped after you go to Russia."

"Don't worry, I've been to Russia more than a dozen times. When I get there, follow me closely and I'll cover you." Zhao Bingbing patted Jiang Yun on the shoulder.

Jiang Yun looked at her, nodded and said, "Master Hala!"

The corner of Zhao Bingbing's mouth twitched, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were directly amused by this sentence.

"Little Bird Vodka, Ruthless Hara Shao."

"The Russian of the Taoist priest is actually quite okay."

"Hala Shao, the meaning is good, there is no problem with what you said, but I don't know why, I just want to laugh."

Zhao Bingbing suppressed a smile and said: "Russians say yes, usually хорошо, if you don't know how to say OK, they can understand."

"That cottage doesn't speak much Russian, so it's better to speak less."

Jiang Yun frowned, and said, "I heard Russian, it was taught by my master, who has stayed in Moscow for a long time."

"His Russian should be fine!"

After he finished speaking, he was worried, and before the plane departed, he called Master and asked about Russian grammar.

After Taoist Chisong answered the phone, he swore: "Student, you can follow the grammar of a teacher, and there is no problem with the appointment."

"By the way, I have made a fortune for you as a teacher. You are very fierce today. It is not suitable to go out. It is better to be careful in everything!"

Click!

Chisong Taoist chief and Jiang Yun were talking on the phone.

Suddenly, a large group of dark clouds floated over the airport. Within a short while, seven or eight bolts of lightning struck down at the same time. Bean-sized raindrops fell like splashing water.

Jiang Yun's Goose Air was ready to take off at this time and was ready on the runway.

The two stewardesses in the first-class cabin couldn't help complaining as they watched the scene outside.

"It's sunny today, why is it raining so hard all of a sudden?"

"Who says it's not? With such a heavy thunderstorm, it seems that today's flight will be cancelled."

"Hey, the makeup I put on this morning seems to be in vain."

at the same time.

The broadcast sound from Wuhan International Airport also came over.

"Dear passengers,

Due to sudden severe weather, in order to ensure everyone's travel safety, major airlines have decided to suspend today's flights.

The airport will provide free board and lodging for everyone, and the flight resumption time will be notified separately according to the specific situation. I hope everyone understands. "

Jiang Yun frowned. Looking at the sudden pouring rain outside, he asked suspiciously: "Master, the heavy rain outside has nothing to do with you, right?"

"My dear student, I believe in science. My teacher is not an artificial rain bomb, but can also control the weather."

"It's God's will, listen to the teacher's words, you'd better come back." Taoist Chisong said with a smile.

It's just that Jiang Yun didn't believe what he said at all, and the audience in the live broadcast room also selectively didn't believe it.

"It's normal for monks to call for wind and rain, please believe in science."

"The old Daoist made a lot of money. He played a bit big in order to prevent the Daoist from going to Russia."

"Daoist Chisong: This is God's will. If God's will does not follow the poor way, then change the world."

The two stewardesses were ready to resist, but at this moment, a burst of Russian words came from the plane's broadcast, and then the plane began to accelerate.

The two stewardesses said dully: "Dear passengers, the pilot of this plane has assessed that it is currently eligible for take-off."

"Please use the wireless network provided by the plane, turn off your mobile network, and prepare to take off."

During the thunderstorm, Jiang Yun's plane began to taxi, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Soon, the plane took off at a high angle of elevation and rushed into the sky.

More than a dozen commanders in the control tower control center looked at the Aeroflot plane taking off in the rain, and dozens of grass and mud horses galloped past in their hearts.

The plane was shaking violently, and safely passed through the cloud layer where the thunderstorm was located, and entered the stratosphere.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window. Looking down through the window of the plane, you can still see a few bolts of lightning bursting out of the black clouds from time to time.

The more than 100 passengers on the plane suddenly stood up spontaneously at this moment, and then applauded enthusiastically.

Thank you, Captain, for not killing me!
It is also the first time for the audience in the live broadcast room to experience the hardcore Aeroflot and the fierce Aeroflot captain.

"The legendary Aeroflot really deserves its reputation."

"Just took off with the alarm on. If I had been on that plane, I felt like I would have died on the spot."

"Hahaha, in this weather, two people dare to drive, and a group of people dare to sit, there is no one else."

"No one can stop the captain of Aeroflot from going home. Flying a plane is like going to the west [laugh and cry]"

After hearing that Jiang Yun's plane took off smoothly, Chisong Daochang said in a resentful tone: "My dear boy, I hope your trip will be smooth sailing."

"It's dead, it's dead, it's unscientific, how come there are pilots who dare to take off in that terrible weather?"

"No, I have to activate B..."

Jiang Yun didn't hear what the master said later, he hugged Xiaobai, looked out the window, and was fascinated for a moment.

The seats in this first-class cabin are good, the seats are spacious, and the scenery outside the window strings is also first-class.

Just in time to see the wings and engines and the billowing black smoke...

No, why did the plane's engine suddenly start emitting black smoke?
After a while, the black-smoking engine turned into a big fireball, which exploded with a single stroke.

Even if Jiang Yun's morality is advanced at this time, he feels a little guilty in his heart.

If an accident happened at this altitude, even if he knew how to control the sword, it would be useless, not to mention that he didn't know how to control the sword.

Jiang Yun immediately called the stewardess.

He pointed to the fireball outside the window, and in order to avoid panic, he deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Is this situation normal? Our plane is not going to blow up, is it?"

The stewardess looked at the fireball outside the window, took a deep breath, and said with a smile on her face, "Don't worry, Daoist, everything is under control."

"I'm going to contact the pilot in the cockpit now and ask them how to deal with it."

After the stewardess left, Zhao Bingbing looked at the billowing fireball outside the window, and she hugged Jiang Yun's arm as soon as she swung tears from her eyes.

The drone shot out the window. After the audience in the live broadcast room saw the big fireball, many people's back teeth began to sore.

"I'll go, the engine catches fire, the Daoist Master's luck is really extreme!"

"The plane has just left the airport, and there should be hope of returning."

"Strictly investigate Chisong Road Chief, this is definitely related to Chisong Road Chief."

"It's not smooth sailing, this journey has been extremely bumpy!"

Less than 5 minutes.

The stewardess stepped on her high heels and walked over with ease.

Still smiling, she said very calmly, "Don't panic, Taoist priest. I just asked the pilot, and they said it's not a big problem."

"Our plane has a total of four engines. It's just that one of the engines caught fire and was scrapped. We still have three engines, enough to fly to Russia."

"You can take a break with the blindfold on, sleep in, and six hours later, you'll be there."

Seeing this, Jiang Yun heaved a sigh of relief when he did the fortune telling for himself and found out that it was auspicious.

The plane took off in thunderstorm weather, and one of the engines was scrapped. These two things have been overcome, and there should be no problems today.

If there is, it should also save the day.

After Jiang Yun broadcasted, he and Xiaobai put on blindfolds together, one person and one fox, and started to catch up on sleep on the plane.

Although Zhao Bingbing had flown many times, this was the first time he had seen this situation.

Jiang Yun was able to sleep, but she couldn't sleep at all. She could only look out of the window silently, her breathing was half a beat slow, and she endured it like this for six hours.

After the Aeroflot plane reached the sky above Moscow, it circled in the air, found the runway, and dived down.

The violent collision sound of the plane landing woke Jiang Yun up. Looking at the scenery outside the window, he was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted immediately.

I have slept for a long time this time, and it seems that I have reached my destination.

Zhao Bingbing rushed directly to Jiang Yun, crying and said, "Master Daoist, we finally landed safely!"

"Thank you to the captain for not killing people. When we return home, let's take a domestic flight. This seems really scary."

Her eyes were red from suffering, and her crying was even worse. Jiang Yun could only comfort her non-stop.

Everyone in the program team was very fortunate. After they got off the plane, they unanimously decided to go to the restaurant to celebrate and have a big meal to regain their senses.

After Jiang Yun got off the plane, he continued to start the live broadcast, and then introduced the customs of Russia.

While he was eating in the restaurant, an Asian-looking young woman pulled a little boy and walked over.

The little boy was very polite. He surrounded Jiang Yun, touched the Taoist robe curiously, and said in Mandarin: "Mom, the Taoist robe this brother is wearing is so handsome!"

"I also want to wear this Taoist robe, can you buy it for me?"

Jiang Yun listened to the little boy's correct Mandarin, and his feelings for him immediately increased, and he said, "Little friend, you can't wear Taoist robes casually."

"If you wear Taoist robes, you will become a monk. Are you ready to become a monk?"

The young woman was staring at Jiang Yun in a daze. After she realized it, her face changed suddenly. She pulled the child behind her and scolded: "My dear son, no, you must not become a monk!"

"I worked hard for your father in Russia to pay for your education. How could you have the idea of ​​becoming a monk?"

"In today's society, it is really difficult to make money. Not everyone can rely on their faces to make a living!"

"If you become a monk, you will starve to death!"

The little boy groaned aggrievedly.

After hearing this, Jiang Yun explained, "This lay woman, monks don't rely on their faces to make a living. Don't believe what your mother said."

"My brother is an authentic Taoist disciple, and he is also an anchor!"

Hearing this, the little boy turned to look at his mother.

The young woman slapped the child on the back of the head with her backhand, and she said softly, "My dear son, the Daoist leader can rely on his face to make a living, but he still wants to be an anchor."

"It can be seen that the monks can't eat enough to eat, and they have to take on multiple jobs. If you want to become a monk, you have to think about it."

The little boy looked at his mother and said firmly, "Mom, I can also be a part-time anchor!"

"Nizi, what kind of anchor are you, and you can't rely on your face to make a living?"

"It seems that your father and I have enrolled you in fewer cram schools. Starting today, the number of your cram schools will increase by six, and I will make you think about becoming a monk!" The young woman poked her child on the head and reprimanded her.

After the little boy heard it, he burst into tears on the spot.

After the young woman trained her child, she dragged her child and left the restaurant.

Jiang Yun smiled awkwardly and didn't retort too much.

This monk also has to eat, relying on the meager income of the Taoist temple, he really can't eat enough, so he has to work part-time.

Hey, in this damned face-seeking society, even being handsome can't stand up to you!

(End of this chapter)