Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 557 Longevity, Dao Zhang Zhang is here

Chapter 557 Yaoshou, the Taoist priest is back
Taoist Chisong really understands the essence of contemporary practice, which is to keep pace with the times.

The opening speech he prepared was simply a fusion of tradition and modernity.

At the sacrificial altar, the treasure cover was like a cloud, and the banners were like a forest. Audiences from all over the world who came to the scene were holding props of different styles, such as arrows, yellow talismans, jade ruyis, and swords.

Hundreds of super-large screens that can broadcast live simultaneously, and supporting audio facilities, it is also quite shocking to look down from the air.

Chief Chisong led the crowd to the hill opposite the scene. There is a six-storey villa of Mrs. Natasha, which is an excellent place to watch.

Jiang Yun looked at the scene where he was going to teach the Fa, and felt that it was a bit outrageous. This scene must be too big.

In seven days, it was really difficult to collect so many magic weapons to open the altar and teach the Fa. What kind of methods did the old master use?
Daoist Chisong stroked his beard, a little proudly: "My dear disciple, those banners and streamers, and the yellow talisman for commanding arrows are all magic weapons prepared for the master in Moscow in advance."

Everyone at the scene couldn't help but have some tongues in their hearts.

Preparing so many magic weapons in advance and calculating so accurately, is this still a person?
Jiang Yun nodded, but his brows were still furrowed. It is understandable that those magic weapons were prepared in advance.

But
Where did the small props held by 10,000+ people come from?

The emergency production of the local factory is not pure nonsense. Da Mao's light industry has this ability, and it will not be forced to do so.

Priest Chisong gave a dumb smile, and said, "My good boy, don't think too much, your mistress ordered the goods in Yiwu, and it only took five days from order design to delivery."

"Fellow Taoists, you may not believe me when I say it. This time, the only flaw in the teaching of the Fa is the production capacity of Yiwu's small shopping mall."

All the priests present couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Everyone really didn't expect Chisong Daochang to be a fairy, looking so kind-hearted, it hurts people, and it's so vicious.

Jiang Yun looked at the hundreds of super-large screens at the scene, and asked suspiciously: "Master, you will not demolish all the screens of the Moscow Cinema for my opening lecture, right?"

"My boy, what are you talking about? Using your own things, how can you call it forced demolition?"

"You don't know, your teacher's wife is a film and television giant in Moscow, and our Tianyuan Taoist Temple also holds a lot of shares in her property." Chisong Daoist said righteously.

Listening to Master's words, Jiang Yun felt mixed emotions in his heart.

He didn't expect Master to believe in the rumor that boys should be raised poorly and girls should be raised rich.

My Taoist temple is a multinational enterprise, so I, the future master, had a rough childhood.

This is really chilling!
The opening lecture is held at night, but during this time, many spectators have already entered the venue one after another.

Small vendors in Moscow also seized this opportunity, and there were long queues for stalls in many places, and the atmosphere on the scene was extremely lively.

This level of cultural export is unprecedented, and even Christian and Muslim sects have representatives.

Jiang Yun had retreated for many days, Xiaobai and Black Xiaosan were both a bit bored.

After the two little guys begged, Jiang Yun changed his outfit, put on a hat, and took the two little guys to wander around the scene.

He also released the drone by the way and started the live broadcast.

The title of the live broadcast room is "Return of Missing Persons."

Although there was no live broadcast for several days, fans still flocked in when the broadcast usually started, and the barrage exploded on the spot.

"No way, no way, Daoist finally remembered the password of his live broadcast account."

"Wuuuuuu, Daoist, I really miss you!"

"This is really the return of missing persons. Hey, where is the Taoist?"

"Hahaha, the Taoist priest is shopping at his own Dharma meeting. If it weren't for Xiaobai on his shoulder, I really wouldn't recognize him."

"Damn it, if it wasn't for opening the forum to teach the Fa, I would never forgive the Taoist priest for not broadcasting live for so many days."

"Hiss, who is that earth dog? It looks quite energetic. Where did the Taoist priest raise it?"

Fortunately, there were not many Chinese people at the live broadcast, most of them were foreigners from various countries, so no one recognized Jiang Yunlai.

Jiang Yun took Xiaobai and Kurosawa Xiaosan to a remote area with fewer people. He looked at the drone, cupped his fists and said, "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, laymen, please be polite."

"Pindao has studied and understood the Huang Ting Jing these days, and has gained a little. I will teach the Dharma later. If you have nothing to do, you'd better come and listen."

"Uh, no money anyway, everyone should be able to believe how much they have, right?"

Listening to Jiang Yun's words, the audience in the live broadcast room laughed instantly.

It's not a laugh, but everyone is still looking forward to the lecture.

This opening forum lecture not only attracted global attention, but also received wide attention even in China.

The hot search lists of the major apps never came down. Soon, Jiang Yun started broadcasting this again, and it rushed to another hot search list.

In the comment section of the reposted video, everyone was in a mess.

"Yaoshou, I haven't seen you for a few days, what is the Daoist doing so hard?"

"Tonight, if the boss dares to ask me to work overtime, I will fire him!"

"Hahaha, my boss said, let us accompany him to watch the Taoist priest's live broadcast, and give us overtime pay."

"I have a pain in my waist recently, I hope I can be healthy after listening to it."

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Taoist priest, my wallet has been a little thin recently, I hope you understand, and you can lend me some good luck."

"I don't have any requirements for this person. I hope that after watching the live broadcast, I can find a partner. The requirements are not high. A 1-meter rich second generation with fair skin and long legs can only love me."

……

"It's just listening to the opening lecture. How dare you make such a wish? That's fine. I may make a wish. It's enough for the author I like to finish the novel honestly."

After Jiang Yun greeted the audience in the live broadcast room, he let the drone play freely and wandered around by himself.

Both Xiaobai and Kurosawa Xiaosan are full-fledged foodies. No matter what delicious food they see, the two little guys want to taste it, otherwise they will squat in front of the stall and not leave.

As a result, the two little guys were not taken lightly before half a street was finished.

Jiang Yun also discovered something while wandering around. Mrs. Natasha definitely made a lot of money by relying on her live lecture.

The entrance tickets and these booth fees alone are already several small goals.

He couldn't help sighing, it's no wonder Natasha's wife and master are as strong as gold, how many women can resist this temptation?

After Jiang Yun glanced at the high platform where he was going to give a lecture, he was about to leave when there was a burst of noise.

Seven or eight big men from Yingjiang's family surrounded the three priests. They came under the high platform and said to the staff, "We want three front seats!"

Most of the staff who opened the forum to teach the Fa are members of the Russian Daoist Association, and none of them are good.

Two or three people on the stage glanced down, and after realizing that it was Ying Jiang's person, they turned over three broken mats from nowhere and threw them down.

The crumpled mat looked like a kennel, and the smell of gunpowder immediately rose from the scene.

(End of this chapter)

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