Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are cultivating immortals

"Also, there is a bank card in my pillow, which contains the private money I have accumulated, not much, only a little over ten thousand, you can use it."

After he finished speaking, he pulled out the long sword at his waist. The long sword was suspended in the air and became several times larger in the wind.

Daoist Chisong jumped on the sword and was about to leave with the sword when he suddenly turned around and asked, "Disciple, tell me, how much money have you made during this time?"

"Master, I haven't done it either, and if you put it all together, it should be several million!"

"Fuck, apprentice, did you rob a bank?"

Daoist Chisong looked at Jiang Yun very gratifiedly, and after watching for a while, Yujian left.

Standing on Chixiao Peak, Jiang Yun vaguely listened to Master's complaints, he was so embarrassed that he almost used his toes to dig out three rooms and one living room.

"Hey, the apprentice has grown up, that fox is not bad, he has some spiritual roots..."

"Actually, half an hour is quite a long time..."

"Of course, it's a bit worse than the old man... Hahaha..."

When he and Xiaobai floated back to Tianyuan Taoist Temple, they fell asleep immediately.

The next morning.

After Jiang Yun got up, he looked at Xiao Bai who was sleeping sweetly on his pillow, recalled the absurd dream he had last night, and shook his head with admiration.

I haven't seen Master for three years, and I still miss Master after all. Master, Master, why did you leave in such a hurry, you didn't even see me for the last time!

After Jiang Yun put on his clothes, he woke up Xiao Bai, and was about to make the bed, and sweep the fox fur in the quilt by the way.

After he removed the pillow, he found a stack of drawings underneath.

Picking it up and looking at it, it turned out to be the planning and design drawing for the renovation of the Sanqing Hall. Alas, at the end of the last picture, there is the name of Master Chisong Zhenren.

"This... Could it be that the dream last night was real?" Jiang Yun frowned, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.

Some time ago, when I entered the mountain by myself, I met a gray-clothed senior in the same way.

That senior gave him a brick pendant, which saved his life.

Master sent the blueprint last night, what is the meaning behind it?

Jiang Yun didn't say anything about it. He first went to Master's room and found the pillow that Master slept on three years ago. There was indeed a bank card in the pillow.

It's true, it seems that the master has indeed looked for him, and the only question now is why he asked himself to build the Sanqing Hall.

After breakfast later, let's ask old Taoist Zhang first.

After Jiang Yun washed up.

He found that Guo Ming and Bai Jing had already prepared breakfast, and it was very rich.

In order to show his cooking skills, Guo Ming not only fried a large pot of chives, but also cooked a pot of porridge with corn kernels.

Daoist Chen Shilei drank porridge and ate a box of chives. He looked at his good brother Guo Ming with complicated eyes.

Master Sanqing, this is the first time that Pindao saw such a brazen person.

With the opposite sex but no humanity, is this still a person?

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Chapter 168 Wudang Seven Star Sword

After everyone had breakfast.

Daoist Chen Shilei used Guo Ming's pretext of valuing sex over friends, and forced him to stay in the backyard to discuss.

Jiang Yun took the design plan of the Sanqing Hall left by his master and went to ask the old Taoist Zhang.

Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun looked at the blueprint and praised the design repeatedly.

He opened his mouth and explained: "Boy, your master is good, everyone else has left, and you are still thinking of you in your heart."

"Repairing the Sanqing Hall by yourself is a great merit among Taoist sects, and that fellow Chisong's design drawings are pretty good, you just follow his plan."

"This is a great opportunity. Anyway, it's a good thing. You should seize the opportunity!"

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, after we end the isolation, I will do it myself to repair the Sanqing Hall." Jiang Yun nodded.

He and Mr. Zhang called Chen Shilei, who was still in a heated fight with Guo Ming, and the three of them went to Sanqing Hall together to meditate and chant sutras for morning class.

An hour of morning class time flies by in the blink of an eye.

After Chen Shilei finished, he continued to discuss with Guo Ming, while Mr. Zhang steamed a pot of sweet potatoes and went to feed the pigs.

In the past few days, the old man has really regarded pigs as his heart, and he will respond to every request. This pig, which is already quite fat, is now a bit rounder.

Under the booing of the water friends.

Jiang Yun took the eight-treasure long sword, came to Tianyuan Taoist temple, and began to practice swordsmanship.

Master Chisong Daochang once left a copy of "Sword Classic" for the Taoist temple, which is said to be the authentic handwriting of the sword master Yu Dayou himself.

There is no way to consider whether it is true or false, but the formulas recorded in the book are very interesting.

"Every layman in the live broadcast room, the sword is a gentleman's weapon, and it is a state-controlled knife!"

"Everyone can practice swordsmanship, but you must not unseal the sword, or you have to report to the Public Security Bureau." Jiang Yun reminded the water friends in the live broadcast room.

Everyone in the live broadcast room suddenly realized that they were being taken seriously.

"Daoist, it's okay for us to practice boxing, but you think too highly of us when practicing swordsmanship."

"I wanted to practice swords when I was young, but my family was poor, so I gave up..."

"Practicing Tai Chi can also strengthen your body. If I practice swordsmanship, I guess I can stab myself to death with a sword [laughing and crying]"

Jiang Yun held the eight-treasure long sword in his hand, and he shook the long sword.

The foot-long sword energy made a crisp sound in the air, and several white lotus flowers of sword energy bloomed in the air, looking very beautiful.

He took a last look at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Every layman, you don't have to have a sword in your hand to practice swords."

"Practicing swordsmanship can change a person's own temperament. Just take a wooden stick and practice it with Pindao."

"Today I will teach you a relatively simple sword technique, "Wudang Seven Star Sword", have you heard of it?"

Jiang Yun put his mobile phone in his pocket, stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, then slowly raised his left foot, and at the same time drew out his long sword with his right hand.

"Every layman, the Seven Star Swordsmanship is a bit like Taijiquan. They both focus on using softness to overcome rigidity, and the first move is called momentum!"

"The second move, holding the sword in the empty step, is a little more difficult. If you can understand it, then practice it with me. If you can't understand it, forget it."

Jiang Yun's very casual speech made the water friends in the live broadcast room dumbfounded.

"The Taoist priest's words really pierce my heart. I don't have a good talent, but I yearn to practice swords wholeheartedly!"

"Master Dao, my mother said that I was smart since I was a child, and you need to talk about things like talent in the future. I think I can definitely practice it."

"Everyone, I have already removed the mop head from my house. A generation of swordsmen will be born soon!"

"I took down the squeegee of my toilet, is there anyone like me?"

"I used my mother's rolling pin. My mother is holding a broom and trying to match me. Don't say anything, I'm going to lose."

……

Jiang Yun raised his arms upwards, drew an arc to both sides at the same time, and then took a left empty step to hold the Eight-Treasure Sword back until the two swords were even.

This move is to hold the sword in a false step, and the move seems fast but slow, which is a test of balance.

After practicing a few tricks in the live broadcast room, the water friends were so tired that they were out of breath.

The Wudang Seven Star Swordsmanship is either amazingly fast, or amazingly slow, which is a test of physical strength.

Even if Jiang Yun was talented, he had to practice for almost a week before he could complete a set of sword skills.

"Fuck, I'm really envious of the Taoist priest's physical strength. His hands don't shake, his legs don't go limp, and he even breathes very smoothly."

"To be honest, in fact, my wife is also very envious of the Taoist priest's physical strength. She said that if I become half of the Taoist priest, she will be satisfied."

"I can't understand, they are all human, why is the Taoist priest so strong?"

"I love it, I love it. I'm a bit envious of the Taoist priest's future companion. She definitely doesn't have the trouble of nourishing her boyfriend's kidneys."

……

After Jiang Yun practiced the Seven Star Swordsmanship for half an hour, if he realized something in his heart, he entered a very mysterious state.

The long sword in his hand is integrated with the person, and the long sword strikes fiercely, often making the sound of piercing the air, and its power is astonishing.

"Central straight, eight rigid and twelve soft, shaved up and down, rolled and divided into left and right; fighting and killing, high and low, left and right, manual, foot, and mutual."

"But in front of his strength, softly take advantage of his strength. He is busy and I wait quietly, and let the king fight if he knows how to fight."

"The yin and yang should be turned, and the hands should be straight; the front feet should be curved, and the back feet should be straight."

"One hit, one uncover, all the strength; step forward, invincible in the world." Jiang Yun recited the "Sword Classic" in his mouth, enunciating the words very clearly.

Slowly, a white spot appeared on his long sword, and that spot continued to grow rapidly over time.

Less than 5 minutes.

The white light spot covered half of the sword body, and when the long sword covered by the light spot cut through the void, it would even leave behind a long string of phantoms.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were stunned, they already understood what is sword qi, with that white spot, they really don't understand!

"Fuck, is there any brother who knows how to do it, explain it to me!"

"I said I'm cultivating immortals. If you still don't believe me, I'm really convinced. What is that thing?"

"Every layman should believe in science, everyone knows everything!"

[Grandson of Two-Handed Sword Master Yu Huicheng] Reward a space-time warship with a message: "Junior Yu Huicheng, meet Senior Jiang!"

"Congratulations to Senior Jiang for his mastery of swordsmanship, he has reached the half-step sword light state!"

Yu Huilin, the two-handed sword master, is famous in China, and everyone knows it.

The two-handed swordsmanship was lost, and the old man reversed the two-handed swordsmanship by relying on a few words from other classics. It can be said that he is an absolute fierce man in the contemporary swordsmanship.

For this reason, he himself won the title of two-handed sword master.

Yu Huicheng is very interesting, he is the grandson of Mr. Yu Huilin.

He is a very nice person, except for his poor talent in sword practice, he is very good in other aspects, especially his business vision, which is quite vicious.

Yu Huicheng invested in the establishment of Huyu Platform at a young age. It is said that his net worth has reached one billion and he is the richest young man in the world.

As soon as his unique yellow label ID appeared, it shocked the entire tiger fish platform.

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Chapter 169 I Have a Friend

[Yu Huicheng, the grandson of the two-handed sword master] Reward ten consecutive hits of the hyperspace battleship!

[Yu Huicheng, the grandson of the two-handed sword master] Reward ten consecutive hits of the hyperspace battleship!

[Yu Huicheng, the grandson of the two-handed sword master] Reward ten consecutive hits of the hyperspace battleship!

……

The water friends in the Jiangyun live broadcast room watched the special effects of the hyperspace battleship constantly swiping the screen, and most of them fell into a daze.

Mr. Yu is worthy of being the richest man among contemporary youths, he is generous with the anchors of his platform.

A hundred hyperspace battleships, 50 big red bills, all swiped without blinking an eye.

"Boss Yu is confused!"

"Mr. Yu has rushed to the No. [-] list in the Daoist live broadcast room, and has become the first brother on the list. Does he want to meet the Daoist offline?"

"Hiss, my good sister, if Boss Yu is a woman, I believe he is trying to play with unspoken rules by giving gifts, but he is a man!"

"Every boy will feel that he likes a woman before he meets a boy he likes [funny]"

"Fuck, you rotten girls, can you be more healthy?"

"I suddenly hit a weird CP, it's over, I can't go back."

……

The entire Huyu platform was shocked, not only the major anchors, but even the editor-in-chief and editor-in-chief of the entire operation department were shocked!