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

If it weren't for the worry that Jiang Yun would get angry, many people would be planning to fly directly to force their fate.

"Brother Guo, it's better to come early than to come early. If you haven't eaten, then take a bite."

"I mean, I stewed beans, potatoes and pork ribs today. The taste is really good. How about some?" Jiang Yun said very politely.

Guo Ming was not too polite. After taking a lot of presents from the trunk of his car, he went straight into the Taoist temple.

The golden wine was drunk together with the Guo family's 30-year-old sorghum wine. After the meal, the three of them, including Jiang Hou Er, drank their tongues.

"I had a good drink today, boy, I know you have deep knowledge, but I want to test your depth." Zhang Sheng said.

He grabbed Jiang Yun, came to the open space, rolled up his sleeves, and made a Tai Chi starting gesture.

If it was normal, Jiang Yun would definitely be merciful, after all, he knew exactly what was wrong with his uncle.

But today, I drank too much.

"Uncle, let the horse come here!"

"My punch has 50 years of skill, boy, if you can't handle it, then tell me as soon as possible." Uncle Zhang hiccupped, and he punched it directly.

Jiang Yun was the same as Monkey Two last time. He grabbed the uncle's fist, pulled, pulled and pushed, and threw the uncle more than ten meters away.

Receive...transform...send...

After the water friends in the live broadcast room saw it, they were all hooked.

The monkey is very good at creating an atmosphere. It kept beating its chest, then raised its hands and clapped hard.

Uncle Zhang's face turned red instantly, he stood up, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "Boy, I'm careless, I didn't flash..."

Before Jiang Yun could speak, Guo Ming jumped out.

He directly named Uncle Zhang, and wanted to discuss with Uncle Zhang.

Both of them are body trainers, and they both pay attention to the fist-to-flesh fighting style.

Guo Ming really wanted to compete with his uncle, but Uncle Zhang didn't think so.

The nephew is an evildoer, and he was convinced to lose to him, but this kid who came over to eat, which onion is this?

"Good boy, it's enough, this old man has 50 years of skill in this punch. If you can't handle it, you won't be ashamed to admit defeat now." Uncle Zhang said the same words, and then directly punched him.

Guo Ming was not afraid at all, he also threw his fist at him.

The two fists collided with each other, making a muffled sound, and a figure flew upside down.

This time it was Guo Ming who was punched by his uncle and flew ten meters away. The water friends in the live broadcast room were shocked.

Good fellow, everyone thought that the uncle's strength was not good, but now it seems that he is hiding something!

Guo Daxia's reputation is also well-known on the Internet!

"Boy, the blood in my body is boiling, I'm about to break through, you stay away from me!" Uncle Zhang hiccupped and said.

Several people left immediately.

Guo Ming rubbed his hands. Looking at Jiang Hou Er who was still clapping, he felt upset and immediately wanted to challenge.

I can't beat your master, I can't beat you?

------------

第234章宝剑炸膛

"Hoohoho..."

Hou Er's eyes were shining brightly, his expression was extremely excited, and he straightened his legs immediately, clasped his fists and saluted.

Jiang Yun translated: "Brother Guo, my apprentice is talking about Tianyuan Taoist Temple, Monkey Two, Monkey's Tai Chi, please enlighten me!"

Guo Ming raised his eyebrows, looked at the eager Jiang Hou Er, and suddenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words.

This monkey actually took the initiative to attack. It would be embarrassing for him to lose, and he would bully the national treasure if he won. It doesn't seem to make sense!

Forget it, let's fight first, the Guo family has no juniors who are timid before fighting!

"Guo Family, Guo Ming, Zhuang Quan, Brother Monkey, please enlighten me!"

Guo Ming's boxing technique is still extremely fierce, while Hou'er fully demonstrates the true meaning of Taijiquan. You hit me, you attack me and dodge.

For a while, the two guys were in a stalemate.

Jiang Yun started a quiz in the live broadcast room very unkindly, which attracted countless water friends to suppress it frantically.

The barrage in the live broadcast room went up with a whoosh.

"Although Hou Er's martial arts attainments are very high, I beat Guo Daxia in this one."

"Back then, Guo Daxia was able to fight on par with Taoist priests, but now he can only compete with Hou Erdou."

"The house management doesn't care. I'm going to call the police. How many years will I be sentenced for beating the golden monkey?"

"The universe is uncertain, and it is not certain who will fight who."

"That's right, that's right, if Monkey [-] wins, then Hero Guo is trying to avoid danger!"

"This live broadcast room is really outrageous. His mother opened the door for Outrageous. The monkey is so strong!"

"My foreigner classmate just knelt down and called out Kung Fu. Anyway, I couldn't explain it clearly to him."

Jiang Yun was drinking wine beside him, admiring it with great interest.

He secretly said in his heart: Hou Er's reaction is really against the sky!

Guo Ming is now going all out to attack, but Tu'er still has some strength left. It is taking this opportunity to perfect its own Monkey Style Tai Chi.

Could it be that by mistake, he accepted a monkey who is a martial arts prodigy as his apprentice?

One person and one monkey fought for more than ten minutes.

When Guo Ming was exhausted, he suddenly saw a strange smile on the corner of Hou Er's mouth.

"Hoohoho!"

Monkey Two beat his chest, looking for a flaw, it grabbed Guo Ming's hand, then swung it round, and threw him over the courtyard wall, directly out of the Taoist temple.

When the water friends in the live broadcast saw this scene, quite a few people's hearts were broken into pieces.

"Guo Daxia, you are playing a match-fixing match!"

"Anchor, I request a rematch, I seriously suspect that you are secretly manipulating!"

"I'm bankrupt, see you fellow daoists on the rooftop."

"Monkey Two is mighty, I love it."

"Reward a big blood bottle and make a small profit, hehehe."

Jiang Yun looked at Monkey Two who was running in front of him and kept asking for credit. He patted Monkey Two on the head and boasted, "Your job is beautiful."

Then, he shouted loudly: "Brother Guo, are you okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry about me, I want to be alone outside quietly, don't ask me who I am quietly."

"When you think of Bai Jing, you think of Bai Jing, and you call her nickname Jing Jing. A man in love is really hard to figure out." Jiang Yun was happy, and directly rewarded Hou Er with a bowl of wine.

The water friends in the live broadcast room almost burst out laughing.

"This is quiet, definitely not that quiet!"

"On the road, from the literal meaning, I feel that there is nothing wrong with it."

"Why did things develop like this, I feel sorry for Guo Daxia for three seconds."

Jiang Yun looked at the uncle who was practicing not far away, and he thought about it. Brother Guo, who was lying outside the Taoist temple, shook his head helplessly.

In this era of the end of Dharma, because of the lack of geniuses and treasures, body training is much more difficult than cultivation.

As the old saying goes, if you are poor and rich in martial arts, it is also true to practice.

Guo Ming came in from the Taoist temple with his head downcast. He sat in his seat without saying a word, drinking bowl after bowl of boring wine.

Tonight, he was really hit.

Uncle Zhang practiced boxing for a long time, but couldn't find an opportunity to break through, so he decisively switched weapons and began to practice Tai Chi sword.

Practicing meditation, if the aura in the dantian breaks through, that is a breakthrough, but body training takes another path, which focuses on tempering the meridians and bones of the whole body with qi and blood.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all picked up by Jiang Yunyang. They watched the uncle practice the sword for a while and felt bored, so they started booing, wanting to see how powerful Jiang Yun's sword is.

After Jiang Yun drank too much, he didn't think much about it. He pulled out the eight-treasure long sword and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, since you want to see it, the poor will not hide it!"

"The Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty is above, and monks don't lie. Although my sword can't cut the sky, destroy the earth, kill the immortals, kill ghosts, and destroy the city, it's about the same."

"Brother Guo, Hou Er, Xiao Bai, the three of you give way, don't get hurt by you."

The three guys followed suit and immediately hid in the room, lying on the window and watching quietly.

Jiang Yun raised his head and looked up at the bright moon. The eight-treasure sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the sky. The breeze blew gently, and the Taoist robe swayed slightly, and the aura was immediately full.

The spiritual power in the dantian poured into the long sword, and the long sword lit up with a white light, and faintly let out a sword cry.

Whoosh!

The long sword in Jiang Yun's hand slashed towards the bright moon sky, only to hear a crisp sound, and seven or eight white meteors flew directly into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Everyone at the scene was stunned, including Uncle Zhang who was practicing sword.

The water friends in the live broadcast room even rubbed their eyes several times in a row.

"Fuck, what happened?"

"Could it be that the Taoist master used the legendary stunt, the broken sword pose?"

"I don't understand. Why did a good long sword suddenly collapse?"

Jiang Yun looked down at the empty sword hilt in his hand, feeling a dull pain in his heart, wanting to cry but not crying.

Why did the good sword suddenly split into seven or eight pieces?

"Every layman, Pindao's sword energy is too strong, this sword is blown!"

"I spent several thousand for this sword that can be forged from Damascus steel!"

"Forget it, forget it, that's all for today, I'm going to download it, I'm heartbroken." Jiang Yun said, clutching his chest.

That night.

In the Taoist temple, there are three more sad people.

Jiang Yunjian was shattered, Master Uncle failed to break through, Guo Ming didn't fight anymore, only Monkey Two was very happy.

It got very drunk, and then jumped up and down to find its own group of monkeys.

Jiang Yun hugged Xiaobai and went back to sleep.

Uncle Zhang and Guo Ming were sitting in the backyard, they raised their glasses to invite Mingyue, and they formed six people facing each other, drinking a lot of wine.

The harvest was good today, accumulating 112 million prestige points.

Jiang Yun lay on the bed, he touched Xiao Bai's butt with one hand, and pinched a fortune with the other hand.

Today is a good day to be famous, draw a lottery, and avoid weddings and funerals.

"System, conduct an advanced lottery draw."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the cheat book "Forging Technique""

""Forging Technique": It records the secret technique of forging low-level magic weapons. This forging technique belongs to the ancient method of forging. It is forged by hand and cannot be mass-produced."

"The quality of the magic weapon forged is erratic, and it is related to the experience and technology of the forger. The host should forge it carefully."

After Jiang Yun learned the forging technique, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, after waking up.

In the backyard, only my uncle was still drinking, and Brother Guo had disappeared.

"Boy, don't look for it, that guy just drove away."

------------

第235章冬至快乐