Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 527
After Jiang Yun killed Rasputin, he couldn't help feeling a headache when he saw dozens of ghosts in the castle.

These days, even in the underworld, it is not easy to deal with transnational cases. China's underworld doesn't necessarily accept these foreigners, but for foreigners, it really doesn't matter!
"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the monks are compassionate, and whoever makes the poor will suffer."

"It's really not good to let you stay here as lonely ghosts. Forget it, forget it, you owe a favor to the underworld." Jiang Yun rubbed his nose and muttered.

He came to the gate of Ashes Castle, took out a yellow talisman from the sleeve of his Taoist robe, and stuck it directly on the door.

"The left hand opens the gate of heaven, and the right hand opens the gate of ghosts. The order of Tianyuan, black and white impermanence obeys orders, and the gate of ghosts opens!" After Jiang Yun finished reading, he waved the sleeve of his Taoist robe.

The sky above the Ashes Castle suddenly darkened, and gray mist rushed from all directions, quickly covering the sun.

Outside the gate of the ancient castle, there was a sound of uniform footsteps. Amidst the white mist, a small group of Yin soldiers walked in with chains in their hands.

Black and white impermanence held mourning sticks in their hands, and they walked behind the line with their heads poking around, looking furtive.

After the two saw Jiang Yun, they breathed a sigh of relief, and complained: "Jiang Daochang, you open the ghost door as soon as you open the ghost door, why did you come abroad?"

"It's not that you don't know that we and the god of death here are ghosts of two systems, and we have never dealt with them very well."

Jiang Yun clasped his hands together and explained, "Seventh Brother, Mynah, Pindao was forced to do nothing."

"I found a secret realm here and killed a demon, but I really don't know what to do with these ghosts."

"I don't know how to communicate with the god of death here, and I can't leave them here, so I can only invite you here."

After Xie Bi'an and Fan Wushe walked around in the Ashes Castle, their clothes immediately bulged a lot, and they still jingled when they walked.

After counting the number of people, they clasped their fists and bowed in return, saying, "Jiang Daochang, since you've reached this point, it's hard for us brothers to refuse."

"Only these dozens of foreigners are still in the secret realm. It is estimated that they have not been naturalized in the underworld here. It's okay for us to take them away."

"It's just that it's not an example, it's not an example!"

Bang!

A golden wine glass accidentally fell out of Fan Wushe's black clothes, which had an obvious Mediterranean style.

The three of them stared at the wine glasses, all looking at each other in blank dismay.

Xie Bi'an smoothed things over with a smile, and said, "Jiang Daochang, to be honest, you are in a hurry this time."

"At that time, our two brothers were drinking, so without saying a word, we rushed over to help with our wine glasses."

"Old Fan, quickly pick up the cup, this panic is unbecoming!"

After Fan Wushe picked up the cup, a Roman-style silver plate fell out of Xie Bian's arms next to him.

After the plate rolled on the ground, it lay directly next to Jiang Yun.

This plate belongs to the same style as the tableware used by Rasputin to entertain Kassan and Ruan Wenjie.

Jiang Yun picked up the plate with a smile, handed it to Xie Bian, and said, "Seventh brother, it seems that the style of this plate is very popular in the underworld."

"You can put it on, don't drop it again, and send these wronged souls to reincarnate, then I will ask you!"

After he finished speaking, he took two sets of knives and forks from the table and handed one to Xie Bi'an.

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wushe both laughed, and did not refuse, but patted their chests and assured, "Don't worry, Daoist Jiang, this is a trivial matter."

"You kill Xie Chong, and our two brothers will follow you to deal with the aftermath, and we will definitely handle the matter properly."

Swinging the soul-chasing lock in their hands, this small group of ghost messengers quickly captured all the ghosts in the Ashes Castle, and lined up and pressed them back into the gate of ghosts.

When Xie Bi'an and Fan Wushe saw that the matter was done, they cupped their fists and bid farewell to Jiang Yun.

After the ghost gate disappeared, the audience in the live broadcast room reacted.

"No, do they count as Chinese citizenship?"

"Why is black and white impermanent, and they are greedy for petty gains, are they still the righteous gods of the underworld?"

"The King of Hades is easy to deal with, but the little devil is difficult to deal with. The ancients never deceived me!"

"Ask someone to do something, and you can get something. Even the Taoist priest is no exception. It's just that he borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and he played it really cleverly."

"I finally know the gap between me and the Taoist priest. Not only is the strength, but also the sophistication of the world."

"If you have money, you can turn ghosts around. After all, it's a ghost messenger. Why did you buy a set of tableware? It's too easy to deal with."

Jiang Yun yawned. Looking at the well-decorated Ashes Castle, he also became interested in visiting, and walked around the castle room by room for a full circle.

He found a Rasputin ring and the sigil of his duke's family, and departed, returning to the village.

When the serfs in the small village heard that Rasputin had died, their numb eyes gradually brightened, and they immediately started singing, dancing and cheering.

Big Ivan naturally became the new village head and led him. He went to the woods, hunted a wild boar, took out vodka, and held a bonfire party for Jiang Yun to celebrate.

At the bonfire party, 60-year-old aunts and 12-year-old girls all focused on Jiang Yun.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Yun quietly looked at the singing and dancing crowd. He hugged Xiaobai and yawned. Just as he was about to close his eyes and take a rest, Big Ivan came over with vodka.

He looked at Jiang Yun and curiously asked about the current situation outside.

When they were brought into this secret realm by Rasputin, they lived a life of serfs with cattle and horses. A hundred years have passed since then, and three generations have survived.

Looking at this strong man, Jiang Yun couldn't bear to deceive, so he started talking about the history of Tsarist Russia from the beginning.

When the Great Ivan heard that the red mentor led the people, overthrew the tsar's rule, established a regime belonging to the people, defeated foreign invasions, and spread democracy to the whole world, he was trembling with excitement.

He asked curiously: "Davari, according to what you said, we have overthrown the Tsar for more than 100 years."

"Then the country we built should still be very strong, right?"

The expression on Jiang Yun's face became weird.

For the bear in the north, every Chinese who understands history has a very complicated heart.

A big brother who is both a teacher and a friend and an enemy, after so many years, I really miss him a little.

"No, Davari, he disintegrated!"

Big Ivan stayed where he was, and then took a big gulp of home-brewed vodka into his mouth.

Listening to Jiang Yun's introduction, the audience in the live broadcast room, many people's reactions were not much different from Big Ivan's.

"Since when did Mao Xiong represent democracy? Isn't Eagle Sauce known as freedom and democracy?"

"It seems that the Taoist leader has a bad history. He misremembered the slogans from both sides of the Cold War."

"Whoever doesn't miss the bear has no conscience, and whoever wants to revive the bear is really stupid."

"It's a cold knowledge of popular science. During the Cold War, Eagle Sauce claimed freedom, and Mao Xiong claimed democracy. After the end of the Cold War, Eagle Sauce snatched democracy over, and then called itself democracy and freedom."

"Tell a joke: Yingjiang's family is democratic and free [funny]"

"Hey, the cultural invasion is really terrible. We can't even keep our own slogans, we can't stop them, we have to be vigilant!"

Big Ivan gritted his teeth and said, "Davari, don't worry, those exploiters, we will put them back on the street lamps sooner or later!"

"Sooner or later, within my lifetime, my country will come back!"

Jiang Yun looked at this guy, recalled the scene in his mind when Mao Xiong was still there, and immediately shuddered, thousands of tanks, millions of troops...

"Davari, don't dare to talk nonsense!"

"We must respect history. In fact, you are doing well now. After you go out, you will naturally understand."

"Then what are your plans now, you can't stay here all the time, can you?"

Big Ivan looked at these villagers and said firmly, "I didn't leave here to build my own country!"

After hearing this, Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

This secret realm is a good thing, and it must be related to Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

Guys like Rasputin and Kassan, if they kill them, they will kill them, there is no problem, but the aborigines like Big Ivan, it is really not good to kill them.

If an entire village is slaughtered for a secret realm, how is that different from a demon giant?
Right now, these people voluntarily move away, which is naturally the best.

"Davari, your country will be proud of you, and you don't have to worry too much about identity."

"Pindao will use his relationship to help you integrate into society. I hope you will remember what you said and don't forget our friendship." Jiang Yun said with a smile.

Big Ivan also smiled and stretched out his hand, and the two held hands tightly together, and they let go after a long time.

After Jiang Yun ate and drank enough, he slept in a secret place for a night. He took Rasputin's ring and the badge of the Duke's family and came to a clearing in the dense forest.

"Chenge Secret Realm, listen to my order, open!" Jiang Yun shouted after drawing a formation with his hands.

A water ripple as tall as one person and as wide as two people appeared in front of him.

On the other side of the water ripples, Ma Xiaoxiao and others' discussions came over.

Jiang Yun raised his leg to step over the water ripples, and he felt a strong sense of weightlessness again, and after 5 minutes, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

When the participants of the Battle of the Psychics program group saw Jiang Yunhao coming back unharmed, they all felt like they had seen a ghost.

Especially Scarlet Witch Olsen, Julie Wang and Alexander, all three of them know a thing or two about the danger in the mirror.

The strength of the lich has reached the point where ordinary people can't match it, let alone fighting, it is not bad if he can escape with his life.

The flow of time in the secret realm is different from that of the outside world. Although Jiang Yun has been inside for a whole day and night, the outside world hasn't even passed half an hour.

Ma Xiaoxiao threw herself directly into Jiang Yun's arms, crying like a rainy pear blossom, and asked, "Brother, are you alright in there?"

"I heard from those three guys that you must die inside. I'm really worried about you."

Jiang Yun rubbed the horse's small head, and then knocked the little guy's head with his backhand.

This girl looks good, but unfortunately her mouth is a bit poisonous, bah bah bah, crow mouth!
Poor and suave, he is the son of destiny, how could he die in this small world!
After Jiang Yun comforted Ma Xiaoxiao, he handed the two Rasputin relics to the hostess.

He also used spring and autumn methods to roughly describe Rasputin's death.

Rasputin was not drowned in the glacier, but fled to a castle in the mountains, where he lived a hidden life.

The Battle of the Psychic program team specially hired appraisal experts to carry out scientific appraisal of the two relics.

The results of the appraisal show that they are all authentic products. As for the story Jiang Yun fabricated, no one will believe it, but the officials on both sides have to hold their noses to admit it.

Jiang Yun saw some people questioning his live broadcast content, he said with a smile: "Believe in science, what Pindao broadcasts is the replay of the live broadcast."

"Actually, I found out the truth about Rasputin's death a long time ago, and made a documentary film and script based on it. Those are just scripts."

After Jiang Yun won, he obtained the right to dispose of all Rasputin's relics, and immediately took away the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

When he left, he was blocked by a group of reporters.

"Davari, the story you told is full of loopholes, and its credibility is not high. May I ask what happened in it, and is it the same as what you filmed live?"

"Murderer, you killed and committed murder inside, and the drone footage has already captured it!"

"Since it's a filming show, where are the two gentlemen who went in before you now?"

Jiang Yun looked at these reporters, but didn't answer any questions. He took the floor-to-ceiling mirror and squeezed away from the group of reporters.

Zhao Bingbing came to Jiang Yun's side and asked puzzledly: "Jiang Daochang, why don't you answer their questions?"

"What, someone is asking Pindao a question, but I don't see where they are!"

"They are standing on the moral high ground, standing under the sun, I really can't see where they are." Jiang Yun shrugged his shoulders.

He came to participate in this show, just wanting to brush up on the popularity abroad, and he got a small secret by accident, and he was really satisfied.

It's better to leave now, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Listening to Jiang Yun's answer, the audience in the live broadcast room felt delighted.

"Rejecting moral kidnapping, starting with me, the priest set a good example for me."

"I learned it, I learned it, and I can still reject others like this."

"It's said to be a movie, but unfortunately these foreigners don't believe it, so they insist on asking the bottom line."

"Kasang and Ruan Wenjie were beaten by Wang Lingguan without any bones remaining, and they disappeared directly from the world. If you want evidence, what evidence can you have?"

"The monks are really scary, they can really kill twice!"

"Some reporters are really annoying. They insist on asking the bottom line. If they ask so clearly, is it really good for you and me?"

"I'm living a very difficult life now. They insist on officially acknowledging the recovery of spiritual energy. If I am also a waste of cultivation, wouldn't it be very heartbreaking?"

Jiang Yun took the floor-to-ceiling mirror, sat on the drone, and flew directly back to Fulaer Manor.

As soon as he came back, he saw his master Chisong Daochang was already in the manor, waiting for a long time.

"My dear disciple, let me see if I'm hurt or not?"

"Master, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Ah, my dear student, you may have misunderstood, what I'm talking about is the floor-to-ceiling mirror in your hand!" Chisong Taoist priest said with his eyes shining.

(End of this chapter)