Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 317

[Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Biography]: "Every layman, here I come. The so-called human robbery is to beg for title when you leave."

"Jiaolong's asking for a seal is different from that of a weasel. This is similar to a canonization. It is the recognition and good fortune of human beings for him, and it belongs to mutual benefit."

"After Fengzheng is successful, Jiaolong will definitely protect the person who sealed Zhengzheng. As long as Fengzheng's life is hard, he will get a great opportunity."

"What happened in Qingjing Temple in Qishan, Hubei in 1886 and in the Yangtze River in the 90s, it's all recorded in the book, all you fellow Taoists know."

[Sixteen Characters of Yin and Yang] has been banned by the anchor for a month.

The water friends in the live broadcast room are completely boiling now. They have spoken in such detail and they have been banned. How can everyone not understand?

Jiang Yun looked at the blinking hui (hui), and he looked at the barrage posted by the water friends in the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, and fell into a dilemma for a while.

"Every layman, you must believe in science, and don't believe in that dead liar."

"Whether there are three tribulations of heaven, earth and man, can the poor not know?"

"The two of us are just chatting, just like chatting with Xiaobai, absolutely without any conflict of interest."

Click!

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

More than 30 water friends laughed collectively.

"Daozhang, flicker, if you continue to flicker, God can't stand it anymore."

"Anchor, be careful, don't be really struck by lightning later."

"Everyone believe in science, don't think about it, the person struck by lightning is the Daoist priest."

"I didn't believe it at first, but God has come out to testify, so I have to believe it!"

Jiang Yun now felt like he was about to cry but had no tears. He looked up at the sky, and then looked down at the water lizard.

This water lizard was still blinking and winking.

"Hey, for the sake of Master Zhenyuan, Pindao will sell you some face today."

"It does look like a real dragon, hey, what are you running for!"

As soon as Jiang Yun finished speaking, the water beetle shook its head and plunged directly into the reservoir.

After a moment.

There was a loud noise from the bottom of the water, and a column of water seven or eight meters high rose into the sky.

Roar!
Accompanied by a dragon chant, amidst the spray, a black shadow faintly flew towards the southwest.

When the water splashed to the ground, the black shadow also disappeared,

Jiang Yun flicked the water droplets on his clothes. He looked in the direction of Kunlun in the southwest, squinted his eyes slightly, and the Sanming Sword in his hand made a faint sound, making a sword cry.

Around the reservoir, there was a faint murderous aura.

Even across the screen, the water friends in the live broadcast room felt that something was wrong.

"The Taoist priest is angry!"

"That water lizard is so ignorant, the Taoist priest helped you survive the robbery, and when you left, you even threw water on him."

"Now it shouldn't be a water gecko, it should be a Jiaolong."

"Shocked, the flood dragon was discovered in the Wudang Mountain area, and the reason behind it turned out to be..."

"The editor of UC's shock department said that this is the first time I don't have to write headlines against my conscience."

"I'm really worried that the anchor Yu Jian will chase after him, and kill that water lily with a single blow."

In the southwest direction, a rainbow appeared, and the water level of the reservoir began to drop rapidly, and soon returned to normal levels.

The entire stone bridge was exposed, Jiang Huanong sailed and leaned over.

Jiang Yun sighed, he jumped onto the boat lightly, then raised his head and looked at the long sword hanging at the bottom of the bridge.

I don't know how many years this sword has been hung. The pitch-black sword body has no peaks, nor has it rusted.

"After hanging for so many years, I can finally take it down." After sighing, Jiang Yun raised his hand and took down the long sword.

"Xiao Jiang, this sword has been hanging here for hundreds of years. If you take it down like this, what will you do if there is a flood in the future?" Jiang Huanong was puzzled.

Jiang Yun looked to the southwest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said to himself: "It's useless, everyone who has to go has gone, and nothing will happen in the future."

"Besides, I didn't prevent the flood, so I jumped over the bridge and drove the boat to the shore. Go on fishing."

While the two were talking, Jin Pingduo drove over from the small pier in a fishing boat.

He looked at dozens of dead fish floating on the water, picked up one, and checked the situation.

The gills of the fish are still moving, and the fish is still alive, but it is no longer worth saving.

"Sin, that water pheasant crossed the catastrophe and killed so many fish, this year is really a big loss!"

Jiang Yun looked at the fish, covered his forehead, and said helplessly, "Uncle Jin, don't worry, let's catch the fish first."

"All the fish lost in the reservoir today will be borne by Tianyuan Taoist Temple, and I will buy them at the market price."

Jin Scale waved his hand and said, "Jiang Daochang, you can't be blamed for this matter, and besides, you have saved the child's life, so how can you lose money?"

Jiang Huanong looked at the silver carp, bighead carp, giant green carp, and carp floating up, the smallest weighing more than ten catties.

He felt distressed and sighed: "It would be great if this fish could come back to life."

Jiang Yun was taken aback, and it was really difficult to turn a dead fish into a living fish, but saving a half-dead fish seemed to be no difficulty for him.

The extracted spirit spring water is definitely a nourishing magic water for fish, and the Chinese sturgeon that is currently raised in the Taoist temple is already fat enough to become a pig.

"Uncle Jin, if you believe me, just wait a little bit, these fish may still be saved." After Jiang Yun finished speaking, he hung two swords around his waist, took Xiaobai with him, and held the Chilong Baiyuzhen in his arms. Yuan Yin hurried back.

At the same time, on Yinsheng Peak two miles away.

Daoist Chisong, Moyuan, and Zhang Zhishun, all holding a high-powered telescope, were all staring at the reservoir.

Old Taoist Zhang put down his binoculars and sighed endlessly: "On Chinese New Year's Eve, I sealed a water lily, helped it become a dragon, and went to Kunlun."

"Chisong, your apprentice is very lucky, what is happening today will surely bear good fruit in the future."

Chisong Daochang laughed, and waved his hands again and again: "Where, where, my apprentice is just average luck, he is far behind me."

"Luck is average. When I came out, I would like to mention a sword embryo left by the ancestor of Zhenyuan and a Chilong Baiyu Zhenyuan seal. I also had a good fruit with a dragon. Is this called luck?"

"The dragon has a long lifespan, at least 3000 years. With that dragon, the Tianyuan Taoist Temple will continue to maintain its Taoism for at least 3000 years."

"Damn it, you're so awesome, you can meet all kinds of good things, you're so jealous of me."

"How can the Wudang faction rank among the top five in the Taoist sect? Why can't I, the Wudang faction, encounter such a good thing?" Daoist Mo Yuan swears directly.

Daoist Chisong still chuckled, waved his hands and said, "My apprentice's luck is really average, and he is all under the shadow of Master Zhenyuan."

Daoist Mo Yuan and Daoist Zhang Zhishun looked at each other, they didn't refute, but nodded tacitly.

Although everyone's ancestors were rich, the difference between richness and richness is really far away.

At least the richness of Tianyuan Taoist Temple has been watched by other sects for hundreds of years, but they still don't understand it.

When you open the ancient books, you will find that the previous masters of this small Taoist temple all revealed somewhat inexplicable, unidentified evil nature.

(End of this chapter)