Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 320 What a Beautiful Thing to Drink Soup (ask for a monthly ticket)
After a few people returned to the Taoist temple, Zhang Zhishun, the old Taoist priest, entered the kitchen carrying the Diyuan Pill.

He said that he would use Diyuan Dan with old hen and ginseng, and boil a pot of Shiquan Dabu Di Yuandan.

The skill of cooking chicken soup by the old Taoist master is a must. Jiang Yun left the drone in the kitchen to let the water friends learn the skill of cooking chicken soup.

"Master Taoist, I want to report you, you are asking the old Taoist priest to be a substitute broadcaster!"

"Damn it, what is the anchor going to do? He's definitely not doing something good."

"Well, Taoist priests seem to be versatile. Mr. Zhang's skill in cooking chicken soup is really unique. My mother has been praising him for a long time."

"Fellow Daoist upstairs, your mother isn't watching Boiled Chicken Soup, she's watching Mr. Zhang!"

"Mr. Zhang, what is the effect of the Shiquan Dabu Diyuan Soup you boiled? Does it invigorate the kidney?"

While the drone stayed in the kitchen, Jiang Yun followed Master into the study.

He pulled out the Sanqing Sword and cut the black iron the size of a human head in half with one stroke.

"My dear disciple, I can't take advantage of anyone who takes advantage of me for my teacher!"

"Half a piece of black iron for a cheat book, you won't suffer." Chisong Daochang said with a smile.

Jiang Yun took the secret book handed over by his master, and after a glance, he was stunned.

This secret book has appeared in the dreams of all Taoist priests.

"Master, is this "Thunder in the Palm of the Palm" serious?"

"Hey, dear student, the secret book must be a secret book, but you will definitely not be able to practice it for the time being. You have to build a foundation before you can practice."

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes after listening to Master's explanation.

The foundation building period is so far away for me!

"My dear disciple, at least three months, at most half a year, you will enter the foundation building period, and I will give you the palm thunder as a teacher, so that you can have a good start in your cultivation."

"My apprentice is very talented. I will become a fairy in the future, and I can't delay now." Taoist Chisong said confidently.

Jiang Yun sighed helplessly, and he stuffed the palm thunder and black iron into the Qiankun bag.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment the Qiankun bag was opened, Chisong Dao's two eyebrows raised slightly.

When the master and apprentice came out of the study, they happened to meet Taoist Mo Yuan who was meditating in the backyard.

At this time, his face was flushed, and the water vapor above his head was continuously rising, which was more than one meter high.

"Senior Mo Yuan, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Yun hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Daoist Mo Yuan opened his eyes, and said only one sentence: "Don't drink chicken soup, that soup is very nourishing. After drinking it, the blood will boil, and the effect is not weaker than that of aphrodisiac."

After he finished speaking, he continued to meditate with his eyes closed, trying to use his internal strength to calm the boiling blood.

Jiang Yun glanced at the kitchen in horror, lowered his voice, and asked, "Master, that..."

"Cough, there is indeed a problem with that soup. We drank it once in Mount Emei in 99, and we were directly tricked."

"Master, I didn't mean that, I just wanted to ask you, did senior Mo Yuan drink aphrodisiac?"

"Hey, I happen to know a little about the inside story of this matter, apprentice, come here and tell you the story for me, my teacher."

Daoist Chisong, who had bushy eyebrows and big eyes and a righteous face just now, immediately became obscene.

Jiang Yun just listened to the beginning, saying that he was a romantic young man, and then Taoist Zhang came out of the kitchen with Shiquan Dabutang Diyuantang.

"Here comes the chicken soup, here comes the chicken soup. This old soup has been improved, and the effect must be much better than last time. Fellow Daoist Chisong, hurry up and try it."

"Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan tasted half a bowl just now, and he said it was much better than last time, so don't stand still!" Old Taoist Zhang filled four bowls of chicken soup enthusiastically.

Four bowls of chicken soup, one bowl for his old man, one bowl for Jiang Yun and Chisong Daochang, and one bowl for Hou Er, there will be no more drops.

Monkey Two held the chicken soup and drank it up in a hurry.

"Ho Ho Ho ~~!"

"This chicken soup is very fragrant, but after drinking it, the body is extremely hot." Jiang Yun translated for Hou Er.

The old priest Zhang Zhishun nodded and said, "That's right, the effect is the same as the old man expected!"

"You two hurry up and drink it, it will taste bad when it gets cold, what a beautiful thing to drink soup!"

Jiang Yun froze for a moment, he and Chisong Taoist priest looked at each other, and both could see the bitterness in each other's eyes.

Is this soup to drink or not to drink?

Mr. Zhang's medical skills are very high, and his seniority in the Taoist school is also very high, so he can't afford to offend him.

Daoist Mo Yuan squeezed his nose and drank it for the Wudang faction. As the former and current head of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, it is really inappropriate not to drink this soup.

The water friends in the live broadcast room suddenly remembered a famous scene in a certain Anti-Japanese War drama.

"Drinking soup is a beautiful thing, Taoist priest, why don't you drink it?"

"Fellow daoists, is there really poison in this soup?"

"I don't know why, but the old Taoist Zhang Zhishun's voice suddenly has a Japanese accent."

"Nanaidi, why don't you drink it?"

"Looking at the anchor's appearance, there is indeed something wrong with this soup!"

Monkey Two scratched his ears and scratched his cheek, "Ho Ho Ho Ho~~!"

"Master, my body is very hot, I'm going back to find the monkey mother, and I'm leaving!" After the second monkey finished speaking, he was about to leave in a hurry.

Jiang Yun looked at the empty bowl in front of it, and said with an idea: "Mr. Zhang, your soup is a bit weak, can you get some salt?"

"It's not good to eat too much salt, it's easy to harden the arteries." After Zhang Zhishun muttered, he went to the kitchen.

Jiang Yun and Taoist Chisong, they grabbed Monkey Two who was about to leave, and poured the chicken soup directly to Monkey Two.

This is a good thing, it can't be wasted, not to mention that Monkey Two has a whole group of monkeys, those who can do more work, he is not afraid of making up for it.

After Monkey Two drank the chicken soup for the two of them, his walking posture seemed to be vigorous.

When old Taoist Zhang came back, he looked at the empty bowl in front of the two of them with a puzzled look on his face.

"Elder, Monkey [-] eats a lot of salt. The two of us just tasted it, but it's actually not salty." Jiang Yun said seriously.

Chisong Taoist priest secretly extended a thumbs up to his apprentice, and then kept nodding his head.

Taoist Zhang Zhishun tasted his own chicken soup, and the soup was indeed all right.

After he drank it all in one gulp, he felt the qi and blood in his body boiling violently, and then, like Priest Mo Yuan, he began to meditate on the spot to calm down the qi and blood.

Jiang Yun and Taoist Chisong chatted in the small square in front of the Taoist temple after they cleaned up the kitchen.

In Wudang Mountain that night, the shouts of the monkeys were extraordinarily crazy!
The sound of the monkey screaming around the mountain three times was inconclusive, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were all shocked.

"Fuck, what's wrong with the monkey group!"

"Um, I'm an animal caretaker, that should be the sound of a female monkey howling in heat."

"Monkey Two doesn't do good things, what did he do to those female monkeys?"

"Children, don't inquire about what you shouldn't. I think that chicken soup should have an aphrodisiac effect."

"I want to drink the enhanced version of Huangjing wine, even if I pay for it!"

Jiang Yun looked at all the bullet screens in the live broadcast room, and with a dark face, he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, please don't spread rumors, the soup is indeed okay, it's just that it's overdone!"

"Master, do you think so?"

"Cough, it's really tonic." A funny expression appeared on Chisong Taoist priest's face.

(End of this chapter)