Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 488
Luofu Mountain, Maoshan School.

Lin Zhenyang knelt tremblingly in the Sanqing Hall, not even daring to lift his head. He lowered his eyebrows and listened obediently to his master's scolding.

Daoist Lin Zhengfa was about to explode at this moment, he worked so hard to drag a few friends to the haunted house next door in turn, and set up a teacher assessment venue for the apprentices.

He also spent a lot of money to lock the zombies treasured by the sect in the alley, just to test the apprentice's strength and see if he can take on the big task.

Who would have thought that this rebel didn't play his cards according to the routine, and actually took someone with him, lying flat the whole time.

The venue for the assessment was completely destroyed, and the treasured zombie died tragically under random punches. The strength of this traitor was not even measured.

The Maoshan faction has spent so much effort, should he be allowed to become a teacher now or not be allowed to become a teacher?
Daoist Lin Zhengfa roared in pain, "You traitor, kneel down, is it easy for me to be your teacher?"

"There are not many zombies in our sect, but we finally made up our minds and took out one. We want to improve your strength, but you still hide behind others the whole time?"

"With your appearance and strength, how can you take on the burden of the Maoshan faction in the future?"

"Master's lesson is that this disciple will never do it again next time." Lin Zhenyang nodded obediently.

Lin Zhengyang roared angrily: "You've had shit luck this time, and just happened to meet your brother. Can you guarantee that he will come to help me when something happens to you in the future?"

"Master, it shouldn't be a problem. The two of us are close buddies. My business is his business, and his business is my business."

"Communication is so convenient now, just make a phone call and arrive the next day by plane." Lin Zhenyang nodded calmly.

"You rebel, are you going to hug other people's thighs for the rest of your life?"

"Master, why not, there is a kind of strength called luck, who made me lucky to make such a good brother." Lin Zhenyang said of course.

The Taoist priests of the Maoshan faction were in an uproar. Many people first reprimanded them on the spot, but after thinking about it, they shut their mouths again.

Indeed, luck is also a kind of strength, and being able to hug your thigh is also a skill!

Daoist Lin Zhengfa thought about the character of the master and apprentice of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, he pulled his apprentice up and said, "Disciple, as a teacher, I don't expect you to have any great achievements."

"After all, the current environment is like this. In the end of the Dharma era, everyone is similar. If you got lucky and hugged your thigh, then hug it well."

"Damn it, why can't such a good thing come across as a teacher, and all the friends I make are bad friends!"

Lin Zhenyang looked at the cursing master and shrank his neck habitually, shocked in his heart.

How can this normally serious master scold others, no different from himself?

On the side of the Maoshan School, Master Lin Zhengfa is teaching his disciples how to do things, and on the Tianyuan Taoist Temple, Master Chisong is also giving advice to Jiang Yun.

With a big wave of his hand, he said domineeringly: "My dear boy, Feng Shui turns around."

"The position of the head of the Daoist Association, as a teacher, I feel that you are destined for it. It has been decades, and it is our turn to Tianyuan Daoist Temple!"

Jiang Yun's face instantly collapsed.

Master, what about defrauding your apprentice? This is, if you want to be the head of the Taoist Association, you fight for it yourself. What does it mean to push your apprentice up?
You are seriously violating your personal wishes. Your apprentice just wants to be a little temple master of idle clouds and wild cranes. He never thought of holding an important position!

Taoist Chisong was still describing to Jiang Yun how glorious the position of the head of the Taoist Association was, but he didn't realize that there were two more figures behind the Moon Gate.

Daoist Wang Shouren said with a dark face, "Heaven is dead, and Tianyuan should be established. If you are ordered by heaven, you will live forever?"

"Well, Junior Brother, that's right, it's rare for us to think..." Daoist Chisong thought it was Zhang Shengtan who was speaking, and nodded in satisfaction.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Shouren who was blowing his beard and staring. He couldn't help but touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Hey, old Wang, why are you back?"

"I'll get my phone when I come back. Pretend I'm not here and continue talking. I want to hear if a stone man with only one eye has been dug up in the backyard of Tianyuan Taoist Temple." Daoist Wang Shouren said with a dark face.

"The stone man hasn't been dug out, it's just the head of the Taoist Association. If you can sit, why can't my apprentice sit?"

"Your apprentice is young and promising. It's okay to pass on the position of head of the Taoist Association to him, but you can't."

"Why?" Daoist Chisong looked at his apprentice, then touched his own face, quite surprised.

My own cultivation crushed this brat, and his appearance was almost the same as him, so why not?
These two Taoist priests, who were about the age, had extremely hot personalities, and they fought directly without saying a word.

Jiang Yun and Uncle Zhang, one holding Hou Er and the other hugging Xiao Bai, hid beside them and ate melons.

People who practice martial arts, the way they fight to the flesh is actually the same. In real fighting, it depends on the person who cultivates immortality.

Daoist Chisong and Daoist Wang Shouren, it was hard to tell the winner for a while without killing them.

Both of them drew out their long swords to duel, and the backyard of Tianyuan Taoist Temple was full of sword energy, and there was a small spell like palm thunder in the middle from time to time.

Jiang Yun was so addicted to watching, he even took out his mobile phone, recorded the video, and was going to study it later.

Uncle Zhang stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "Boy, do you really plan to follow your master's arrangement and become the head of the Taoist Association?"

"Follow the fate, it's good to follow the fate." Jiang Yun shook his head and said.

Daoist Chisong and Wang Shouren fought from night to the next afternoon.

When the two fought until the next morning, the aura in their bodies was basically exhausted, and they started to fight together, but they felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

Jiang Yun got up in the morning and looked at it. He was overjoyed. He was worried about what to broadcast live, so this live broadcast content was delivered to his door.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched the two veteran Taoists fight each other, and the sword moves they made were terrific, and they were very enjoyable.

"What's the situation, you've started working hard this early in the morning?"

"The two old men are so ruthless. They both have two more cuts on their bodies. They are still fighting. Are they fighting with weapons?"

"Daoist, don't eat melons to watch the show, hurry up and fight!"

"Wonderful, the fight was really exciting. As expected, the older the practitioners, the more fierce they are. The old Taoist priests fight more than the young Taoist priests."

"The head of the Daoist Association has something, and he has a [-]-[-] fight with the head of the Chisong Road. How long have they been fighting?"

In the afternoon of the next day, Taoist priest Wang Shouren and Taoist priest Chisong stopped holding their swords. Both of them had several sword wounds on their bodies.

After Jiang Yun bandaged the two of them to stop the bleeding, under the suggestion of Uncle Zhang, he personally took the two of them to the city to treat their wounds and get a shot of tetanus vaccine along the way.

Three people were wearing Taoist robes, standing in front of the bus stop, waiting for the No. 44 bus to come.

Chisong Daochang had a face full of indifference, and said, "My dear student, what kind of tetanus vaccine should I get for my body?"

"You take Lao Wang there, I'll go back to the Taoist temple first."

Daoist Wang Shouren also said nonchalantly: "Fellow Daoist Xiaojiang, you can just take your master with you. The old Daoist feels that he doesn't need it."

Jiang Yun looked at the two of them, and said helplessly: "Master, Senior Wang, it's not the boy who wants to take you to get vaccinated, it's me who just made a fortune for you, it's terrible!"

"I think we'd better be careful."

(End of this chapter)