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

"Shut up, before the time comes, the secret must not be leaked. Think about it carefully, old man, when did I miss someone?" Zhang Zhishun scolded with a straight face.

Daoist Chen Yunlong seemed to have thought of something, he looked panic-stricken, and immediately kept silent.

Jiang Yun wandered around the snack street in front of Tianyuan Taoist Temple for a long time, and more and more people came here from a hundred miles away, and even people from other provinces drove here to join in the fun.

He suddenly admired these food stall owners. The ability of these people to find business opportunities is really terrifying.

"Wow, a few little benefactors, please stay a little longer. I can see at a glance that you have aura emanating from the sky cap. It seems like you are a rare martial arts genius with amazing bones!"

There was a shout, and Jiang Yunpao turned his head to look, and found that there was a monk in a red cassock mixed among the vendors not far away, and set up a stall.

In front of his booth stood Jiang Pingping, Jin Zhuzi and a few other kids from Jiangjia Village.

"This old man is very accurate at seeing people. You are all rich and powerful people with long lives."

"Forget it, forget it, I didn't want to reveal the treasured secret books to the world, but I just happened to meet you people who are destined."

"Look at the secret books on my booth. These are the peerless magical skills I obtained by searching a small secret realm. Have you ever heard of it?"

"Today these peerless magic arts are predestined by the little benefactors. The old monk will also be an open-minded person. These cheats don't need 99, 998, 9998, let alone 998. Only 98, and the magic tricks will be taken home."

"Come here, take a look, how many of these magical secret books do you want?" the great monk yelled while holding a few brand new booklets.

Pedestrians and small businessmen around him all cast disdainful glances, but Jiang Pingping, Jin Zhuzi and the other little kids were all impressed.

Several people put their hands into their pockets, searched for a long time, and found a few scattered coins.

"Master, I don't have 98 yuan. I only have 5 yuan. Will you sell it?" Jin Zhuzi, who was thick-skinned, asked.

The great monk did not hesitate at all, he immediately handed over the "Nine Yin and Nine Yang Scriptures" in his hand, and shouted: "Sell!"

Jiang Yun almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, good guy, the little kids in Jiangjia Village are really proficient in the essence of bargaining!

But they are still a little naive. They are not afraid of haggling back and forth when buying things, but they are afraid that if you pay back the price, others will agree.

Jiang Yun saw that the money was about to be handed over, so he was full of energy and shouted: "The city management is here!"

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Chapter 64 Tianyuan Taoist Temple Jiang Yun is here (seeking a monthly ticket)

With just a loud shout, the great monk who was still happily selling the secret books in his hand just now was stunned.

He didn't even want to return the "Nine Yin and Nine Yang Scriptures" in Jin Zhuzi's hand. He turned around and took off the red cassock to pack the secret books, and grabbed the straw hat next to him with his backhand and buckled it on the top of his head.

Jiang Yun watched helplessly as the great monk jumped into the crowd with a few strokes, and disappeared after a few strokes.

It can be seen that this person is also a practitioner.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

"Fuck, are the requirements for cheating children so high now?"

"Great Monk: The city management is here, I live in Bengbu"

"Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest has a dignified appearance and a good-looking talent. He would come here with his mouth when he said such a lie."

After Jiang Yun took the "Nine Yin and Nine Yang Scriptures" from Jin Zhuzi, he flipped through it twice.

The contents in it are all exercises to strengthen the body, which is a bit like gymnastics on the National People's Broadcasting. Even if the great monk has a bit of conscience, he didn't deceive people with messy printed books.

He returned the book to Jin Zhuzi, and said: "You guys have to believe in science. There are absolutely no magical secrets in this world. Study hard and make progress every day is the right way in the world."

"Little uncle, I understand." After Jin Zhuzi finished speaking, he put the "Nine Yin and Nine Yang Manual" into his arms.

After Zhang Yun saw it, he shook his head helplessly.

Sure enough, this kid has a martial arts dream in his heart, so let him practice, anyway, it's just some aerobics, more practice is good for the body.

"Jiang Daochang, what life principles are you telling your children?" came the voice of police officer Jiang Dajiang.

He brought four police officers and three city management officers to maintain order at the scene.

Jiang Yun pointed to the direction where the great monk left, and said, "It's nothing, I just scared away a peddler who was selling fake cheat books."

"He was wearing a straw hat and holding a red cassock package in his hand. He ran over there. Brother Dajiang, if you want to chase, you should be able to catch up."

"Thank you, Daoist Jiang, for providing the information. We'll see you later. Comrades, follow me." Police officer Jiang Dajiang led his men away.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were speechless after seeing it.

"Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here soon, the city management and police uncles are too timely."

"The Taoist priest is really proficient in the world. The police uncle came here to maintain order, and unexpectedly caught a liar."

"The great monk really suffered eight lifetimes of blood misfortune. He can sell fake cheats anywhere. Why did he come to the Taoist temple and ran into the Taoist priest? It's so sad!"

"I think he deserves it. A fake monk came to the Taoist temple to sell fake products. No matter how you look at it, it feels outrageous, and it's normal to carry it."

After Jiang Yun watched a few kids from Jiangjia Village go to other places to play, he was about to turn around and go back to the Taoist temple when a fat girl in Hanfu stood up.

"Master Dao, I'm your wife... no, I'm a female fan, can we take a photo together?" the fat girl in Hanfu said weakly.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the pedestrians around, regardless of gender, stopped in their tracks.

Jiang Yun was surrounded by everyone almost instantly.

He struggled for half an hour in the crowd to cope with the fans' requests for fancy photo poses before escaping from the crowd.

Too much, too much, too much!

It's fine if the female fans want to hug, but the male fans come up and want to hug too, which means, is Pindao the kind of person who sells his lust?

Jiang Yun stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, constantly complaining, and the three Wudang brothers around him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

The water friends in the live broadcast room didn't have so many opportunities, and many people took advantage of this opportunity to start teasing Jiang Yun.

"The Daoist is a good boy even though he is cheap. Is he trying to anger me on purpose?"

"A person who has been single for 20 years said, what should I do to be like the Taoist priest and be popular with girls."

"Suddenly I realized that I was small. Even if I was dreaming, I never dared to dream that so many girls surrounded me begging for a group photo."

"It's almost nine o'clock in the morning. Why haven't the people who came to Tianyuan Taoist Temple to challenge come yet? Could it be that those people are scared?"

"There's going to be an accident sooner or later, so I guess those people want to come over and play at noon."

"Brother, Park Banggang has already come to a conclusion through his own practice, the death of one of them is more terrible than accidents sooner or later."

Until 12 noon.

When Jiang Yun and his colleagues from the Wudang sect were eating the big pot meal prepared by village head Jiang and the villagers, a black luxury nanny car finally approached Tianyuan Taoist temple.

The people sitting in the car were all kung fu masters of various factions, a total of eight people, because An Zaihang was responsible for reimbursement for the expenses of kicking the gymnasium and the rental car, so he easily got the right to speak for the action.

"Presumably everyone has watched the video of Pu Bangqiang being beaten yesterday, so I won't hide it anymore."

"According to my information, that Daoist Jiang did have some tricks, so we must be more careful in this kick-off."

"Mr. Kaochai, the first person to appear on the stage will definitely get more attention. Then I will trouble you to make the first move later." An Zaixing said with a smile while holding his wine glass.

Khaochai, a Muay Thai master in the corner of the nanny's car, snorted, not knowing whether he agreed or not.

An Zaixing smiled. Instead of continuing the topic, he picked up the wine glass and said to everyone, "Guys, I wish us all the best."

"As long as we can defeat Jiang Yun, it will be a matter of minutes before we reach a new pinnacle of life."

"Boss An, you are already a successful person, why do you still have trouble with Daoist Jiang?"

"Mr. Kaochai, you are a martial idiot, so naturally you don't understand. Only by defeating him can I gain more popularity, expand the martial arts gyms in various places, and recruit more students."

"It's not that I have trouble with him, but that he has heat on his body, do you understand?" An Zaixing said in a low voice while holding his wine glass.

Soon, these people arrived at the end of the snack street.

An Zaixing began to lament the heat of Jiang Yun's body. He could attract so many people to watch and join in the fun just by coming over and kicking the gym.

It appears that the plan has been successful so far.

As long as you can defeat the general, the hot search list on all major platforms, isn't that just a casual rush?

When they got out of the car and walked to Tianyuan Taoist Temple, when they saw a large number of Wudang Taoist priests eating with bowls, the originally strong momentum of these people suddenly withered.

Damn, who said that there is only one person left in the decline of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, who can be bullied casually. With so many people in this venue, who dares to do anything casually?

"Master, do you think those people are looking for faults? We waited all morning, why did they choose to come at this time?" Chen Shilei said indignantly, "Can you make people have a good meal?"

Jiang Yun suddenly lost his appetite. He put down the bowl in his hand, brought his long sword to Tianyuan Taoist Temple, and asked, "Tianyuan Taoist Temple Jiang Yun is here, who will come to kick the hall first?"

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all excited when they saw it.

"After waiting for so long, is it finally time to start?"

"The Daoist priest added a buff that didn't eat lunch, and the anger value increased by 100. It seems that those people are going to be unlucky."

"The Taoist came out with a long sword. Is this a swordsmanship competition?"

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Chapter 65 The True Science of Sword Qi (seeking a monthly ticket)

An Zaixing stood up.

He clasped his fists, with a smile on his face, and said very politely: "Don't take offense, Daoist Jiang, the eight of us are not here today to kick the gym, but to see the power of our traditional kung fu."

"Don't worry, we are all people who talk about martial arts, today we will learn everything one-on-one, just click as far as it goes."

"It is the duty of each of us to carry forward the traditional Chinese Kungfu, so I invited many of the reporters who reported on the live broadcast today. Do you have any objection?"

Jiang Yun didn't speak, the villagers of Jiangjia Village next to him and fellow Wudang sects got angry.

"Master, I have never seen such a brazen person, have you seen it?"

"Eight against one, playing wheel battles, and you have the nerve to say that you speak martial arts, it's really shameless."

"What's the point of a one-on-one fight? Do you dare to pick seven people from our Wudang faction to play in the gym? Let's fight a good eight-on-eight."

"Village head, Grandma Li's native chickens, do they think there is no one in our Jiangjia Village?"

Jiang Yun looked at An Zaixing's face, smiled, and said: "The people at the bottom of the mountain actually talk about martial arts like this. The poor Taoist really learned a lot today."

"An Boxing King, right? Another day, I will definitely bring my fellow Wudang sects to your martial arts gym to talk about martial arts."

He pulled out the eight-treasure long sword in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, the internal force in his dantian reached the tip of the sword, making a crisp sound.

White sword energy shot out along the spine of the sword, poking a small hole in the bluestone board.

Everyone at the scene opened their mouths in surprise, and many people rubbed their eyes. They seriously suspected that they were dazzled just now.

Daoist Chen Yunlong and Daoist Zhang Zhishun of the Wudang sect narrowed their eyes and pupils slightly, their hands that were stroking their beards trembled uncontrollably, and several snow-white beards were pulled off.

They looked at the beards on their hands, gasped in distress, and couldn't help muttering in their hearts: the internal force is released from the sword, which is sword energy.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm too young. You and I are too small. I really didn't expect that kid's cultivation to reach this level."

"Well, young people are awesome, the waves of the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, you and I will be shot to death on the beach sooner or later!" Mr. Zhang Zhishun sighed.

At this time, tens of thousands of water friends in Jiangyun's live broadcast room collectively engaged in feudal superstition, and thousands of people clamored for apprenticeship and cultivation of immortals.

"Brothers, have you seen a white sword energy?"

"The Daoist preached to us all day to believe in science, and then he practiced the sound of the sword in the deep mountains by himself, and now he has practiced the Qi of the sword. I seriously doubt that by this time next year, he should learn to fly with the sword. "

"No way, no way, no one really saw the sword energy, right?"

"The small hole on the bluestone board means that I am sorry: Do you think I don't exist?"

"It is strongly recommended that the anchor do not teach Tai Chi at night. I think it would be good to teach swordsmanship."

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When Chen Shilei received a call from Tiger Fish Live, his expression changed, and he immediately came to the master and said in a low voice: "Master, the official asked me to refute the rumors about Sword Qi. I have limited abilities and I can't explain it. Please explain it to me." .”

"You traitor, you must have been lazy when I taught you how to practice as a teacher." Daoist Chen Yunlong said bitterly: "Is it so difficult to explain the scientific way of releasing internal force and external force of sword energy?"

He stood in front of the Taoist temple, cleared his voice, and explained to the surrounding audience and the water friends in the live broadcast room in front of the drone camera: "Cough, Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, laymen, be polite."

"I am the No.30 seventh-generation master of the Wudang School. Let me explain to you that it is actually a very scientific thing for Junior Brother Jiang to wield his sword energy."