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

"All his life, he only cultivated himself and did not practice. He likes to plant flowers and plants when he has nothing to do, and plays the piano when he is bored. Taking apprentices is definitely a burden for him."

From Tianyuan Taoist Temple to Guangmingding, the road is okay at the beginning, it is a standard asphalt road, but it becomes difficult after reaching the foot of the mountain.

There is only one country road that has been stepped on by people. If you want to climb to the top, you need to walk for an hour and a half, and it takes at least two hours for ordinary people.

Jiang Yun walked along the mountain road for half an hour.

There is a straight pine tree ahead, and there are two forks here.

"Every layman, Pindao really can't figure it out. My uncle is over 70 years old and has never practiced. He just plays the piano and grows flowers every day."

"You said he is so old, how can he have the physical strength to run up and down the mountain all day long with rice, flour, grain and oil on his back?"

"Without the blessing of internal strength, I can't bear to run up and down with dozens of catties on my back!" Jiang Yun wiped the sweat from his brow and sighed.

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked at the rugged mountain road, and they had different reactions.

"It's no wonder that the Taoist chief wants to carry rice, flour, grain and oil. It turns out that he is sending supplies to his uncle."

"Is this mountain road difficult to walk?"

"Climbers said that the road in the mountains is far more difficult than expected. It is easy to get lost."

"As a gift, I will give rice, flour, grain and oil, I understand, I understand!"

"Curious, why didn't the Taoist priest bring Xiaobai out today?"

"That's right, where did Xiao Bai go, that little guy didn't show up today!"

Jiang Yun set off again. Holding his mobile phone, he looked at the bullet screen and explained, "Ladies and gentlemen, you may not believe me when I tell you."

"Yesterday, Xiaobai didn't sleep. He has been worshiping the moon in the backyard of the Taoist temple and practicing. Pindao went to bed early. In the middle of the night, he dreamed that it transformed into a little loli, and was going to sleep on my bed."

"I kicked her down. The next day Xiaobai woke up and stared at me. She is still angry."

"Pindao has serious doubts. Xiaobai went to bed after dozing off last night. As a result, I didn't sleep well, so I kicked him off."

Many water friends are dumbfounded.

Xiaobai has successfully formed and even turned into a little lolita, isn't this the essence?

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a master. Was it real last night or was the Taoist priest dreaming?

"Fuck, Xiaobai is so miserable!"

"I found that the anchor is really inferior to a beast. If it were me, King Zhou would call me an expert!"

"I'm really curious, is Xiaobai's appearance after transforming into a pretty one?"

"I seriously suspect that the Taoist priest is playing tricks, but I have no evidence, so angry!"

"I have been hanging in this live broadcast room, I just want to watch that scene, but the Taoist priest told me this [anger]"

"Xing, little Lolita, Daoist Master, you are really good at it, and it won't start in ten years?"

Jiang Yun watched the barrage of Shui You teasing him, he smiled, and explained: "Every layman, don't misunderstand the poor, I just said it all."

"That's just a dream. After the founding of the country, you are not allowed to become a spirit. How can there be a monster that can take shape!"

After he walked forward for more than ten minutes, a gray autumn coat was draped on the grass at the fork in front of him.

The autumn clothes had been washed and half faded, and even the collar had frayed edges.

After Jiang Yun picked it up, he looked at it for a long time and laughed out loud.

"Every layman, I'm going to the Bright Peak soon. This is the mark my uncle left for me."

He threw the autumn clothes into the bamboo basket and continued on.

Ahead, a tree with a crooked neck appeared, and a forward arrow was engraved on the tree with a crooked neck.

"Don't panic, Laymen. The Bright Summit is right in front of you. If you want to come to the Bright Summit, you must remember these signs."

Jiang Yun continued to set off, and after walking for a long time, he climbed to a ridge, where there were no trees, only weeds everywhere.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if we persevere, we will win, and the Bright Summit is just around the corner."

At this moment, a plane flew overhead.

The mentality of the water friends in the live broadcast room has slightly collapsed.

"It's not about an hour and a half. Why haven't you arrived after walking for so long?"

"Daozhang, can you just buy a plane ticket and drop directly to Guangmingding?"

"I originally wanted to go to Guangmingding to visit the old Taoist priest, but seeing this mountain road, I was discouraged."

"My friends, let's not talk about anything else, just this mountain road, after I go in, I may not be able to come out after wandering around for half a year."

Climbing up the steep slope, passing a ginkgo forest, passing a sycamore tree, and finally a fallen birch tree appeared in front of us.

Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. He put down the bamboo basket which weighed tens of kilograms, hammered his shoulders, and exercised his internal energy to relieve his fatigue.

"Every layman, after passing this birch tree, the Bright Peak is just around the corner."

"My uncle is really awesome. When he was building Guangmingding, he carried a bamboo basket on his back, filled with fifty catties of sand, and went back and forth several times a day."

"It took him three or four years to renovate a dilapidated house on Guangmingding."

The water friends in the live broadcast room no longer believed in Jiang Yun.

It is useless to shout the story of the wolf coming three times, but along the way, Jiang Yun said it at least a dozen times and it is almost here.

Everyone was about to break the casserole and ask the bottom line. When there were still a few minutes left to ask, a melodious guzheng sound came over.

"Master, I'm here to see you!" Jiang Yun immediately shouted at the top of his voice.

Then, the nearby bamboo forest came back and reprimanded: "You child, come as soon as you come, why are you shouting so loudly?"

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Chapter 224

An old Taoist priest with white hair, a well-proportioned figure, and wearing a blue Taoist robe emerged from the bamboo forest.

Although his Taoist robe is very wide, it is still supported by his muscles a lot. It can be seen that this is also a practitioner.

"Uncle, I repaired the Sanqing Palace yesterday, so I came to see you today."

"You said that you are very old, why do you want to live alone on the mountain, how dangerous it is to live on the mountain!" Jiang Yun sighed.

Zhang Shengtan smiled, but without speaking, he reached out with one hand and picked up the bamboo basket.

The bamboo basket weighing dozens of kilograms was in his hands, as if it were empty, and he carried it away.

The water friends in the live broadcast room almost popped out of their eyes.

They kept looking at Jiang Yun, carrying the bamboo basket that weighed tens of kilograms, and there was no such thing as stealing and hype.

"Why do you feel that under the Taoist robe of the old Taoist priest, there are all muscles!"

"That bamboo basket, the Daoist priest was struggling to carry it, but the old Taoist priest carried it away with one hand, as expected of an uncle."

"This old Taoist priest must be following the path of physical cultivation, while Taoist Chisong is following the path of Dharma cultivation. The two human beings are different and do not seek each other."

"This old Taoist leader has white hair and looks like a weak person. Heroes in the live broadcast room, does anyone want to challenge him?"

"Whoever goes to challenge, I will pay for the travel expenses and the funeral expenses."

"I have no grievances or enmities with your Excellency, why do you want to deceive me as a fool?"

"If someone punches my shit out, it only shows that I'm clean [cover face]"

The two walked for another ten minutes before they finally reached the Bright Summit.

There is a small courtyard surrounded by thorns, and inside are two green brick houses, both of which seem to have decades of history.

Like Tianyuan Taoist Temple, there are also two reclaimed vegetable fields in this small courtyard, which have been covered with plastic sheds, and the vegetables in them are growing quite well.

"Boy, come in." Daoist Zhang pushed open the door and welcomed Jiang Yun into the room.

The facilities in the house are quite simple, only a bed made of wooden planks and a large desk for practicing calligraphy.

There is a firepit in the middle, with a big iron pot hanging on it, and a circle of fairly flat bluestones around it serves as a bench.

Although there was a fire in the firepit, the temperature in the house was still frighteningly low, and there were gusts of wind blowing from time to time.

"Uncle Shi, I have rebuilt the Sanqing Hall. I have nothing to do during this time, so I came to visit you specially." Jiang Yun said as he warmed up.

He was a little thankful in his heart, but fortunately, Xiaobai lost his temper today and didn't follow him.

Otherwise, under these conditions, if Xiaobai stays overnight, he will definitely catch a cold.

Daoist Zhang flipped through the bamboo basket, and said quite relievedly: "Your boy is much better than your master."

"Your master came to my place, and with two bottles of wine, he was going to have a meal with me, and he didn't know to bring some rice, flour, grain and oil, so he was interested."

"Well, what is this thing?"

He dug out the Zhenshan stone, fiddled with it several times, and was a little puzzled.

Jiang Yun quickly explained: "Uncle Shi, this is the Zhenshan Stone I made, which has the effect of suppressing luck."

"Put it in the house, Nafu to ward off evil spirits. I made it according to the secret technique passed down by the Taoist temple. It's not harmful anyway, so you can just put it there."

Daoist Zhang Shengtan looked suspiciously at Zhenshan Stone, but he didn't see anything famous, so he put it in front of the desk.

He went to the next kitchen with a bamboo basket, unloaded his things, and went out with a pole and a bucket.

"Boy, I'm going to fetch two buckets of water. You just stay in the house and warm up for a while. You finally come up here. Don't go down tonight."

After Zhang Daochang left, Jiang Yun took a closer look at the room.

The furniture in the entire room is quite rough and basically handmade.

He soon discovered the reason for the air leakage in the room.

The windows in this house are actually made of simple nails made of split bamboo slices, and the cold wind is poured in through the gaps in the bamboo slices.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

It is now deep winter, even though Wudang Mountain is located in the south, the temperature is already close to 0 degrees.

Especially at night, the temperature drops directly below 0 degrees.

It is understandable for a practitioner to live in the mountains, in order to pursue freedom, but living in this dilapidated house is more or less outrageous.

"Daoist, is your uncle a penance?"

"The quilt on that bed is so thin, it looks similar to my summer quilt."

"It's really far from the spectrum, and the mattress on the wooden board is so thin. Living in such an environment, won't people really freeze to death at night?"

"I don't understand the world of an expert, but I suddenly don't yearn for it [cover face]"

Looking at the barrage, Jiang Yun said helplessly, "Ladies and gentlemen, there are some things you don't understand."

"According to my master, my uncle had a little conflict with my patriarch before, so he ran to Guangmingding by himself and built this house."

"For so many years, my master and I have wanted him to go back, but he said that he is used to living alone."

The water friends in the live broadcast room immediately came up with crooked ideas.

"Master Daoist, it's actually quite simple to let your uncle go back, just demolish his house."

"It's too much to demolish the house, live on the mountain for a few days, and eat up all the rice, flour, grain and oil he has stockpiled!"

"If you want me to say, call the police directly and say that this house is an illegal building [funny]"

"The police don't care about this matter, it belongs to the city management, right?"

"Simple, the Daoist Priest's force value is not low, just tie people down the mountain directly, how much combat power does an old man have?"

"It's really not easy to live alone on the mountain. The old Taoist priest is getting older, so I think it's better to let him live at the bottom of the mountain."

Jiang Yun put down his phone, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at his arms.

It's quite thick and has a lot of muscles, but compared with the uncle...

"Every layman, what kind of person is Pindao?"

"My uncle takes the path of body training. He used to be able to hang me up and beat me with one hand. Now if I don't use my internal strength, I'm afraid I won't be his opponent."

"Besides, the old man has a stubborn temper. If he is really forced to go down the mountain, Tianyuan Taoist Temple will be demolished by him. There is no rush for this matter."

After Jiang Yun finished explaining, he blinked.