Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

The entrance to the secret room where the treasure is located is hidden behind the bookshelf on the left side of the study.

The items displayed in the secret room have exceeded the limit of Ksenia's imagination.

Various national treasures and cultural relics lost in the Kremlin can be seen everywhere in this secret room, the most eye-catching one is an oil painting of women's clothing.

Oil paintings of men disguised as women are not uncommon, but the person in the painting is actually a certain president of the Beautiful Country, wearing a blue dress and red high-heeled shoes, with an enchanting posture.

"Davari, this painting, can't it be real?" Xenia stared at the oil painting and asked.

Jiang Yun glanced at the material and painting method of the oil painting, touched his nose, and sighed: "It should not be fake. This painting has been circulated on the Internet. I didn't expect the real one to be here."

"When it comes to playing with flowers, it has to be someone else! Andre's connections are really wide, and he can even get this!"

This thing is definitely a masterpiece of the KGB, but I didn't expect that the law thief Oriole was behind and got it into his own treasure house.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the oil painting and sighed again and again. Although everyone is well-informed in the Internet age, few people have seen this photo of women's clothing.

"Good guy, I really call him a good guy!"

"I originally thought Lu Bu was invincible. Whose blue skirt and red high heels are these? How could they be so brave?"

"Isn't that big president the same as Pei Han's husband? On top of that old hag's head, her husband is really good at playing!"

"It feels like the law thief is going to be finished, and they dare to move this thing, they are really brave."

In the secret room, there is also an opened oversized safe, which is filled with various documents and small boxes.

Jiang Yun took out a file bag from it, took out the top-secret documents inside, glanced at them casually, and handed them over to Ksenia.

Ksenia glanced at it twice, and her teeth creaked. The content inside really challenged the bottom line of every conscientious big hair.

A certain intelligence department of Damao actually gave the money of the country's instigation against Wuji to the corrupt, and fabricated false information.

No wonder the progress of the war was not smooth, it turned out that there were traitors among the family.

It's a pity that the people in that department didn't do things cleanly, and were caught by the law thief.

Jiang Yun casually opened an exquisite suitcase, which contained copies of more than a dozen documents, all of which were marked top secret in English.

In the suitcase, besides being top secret, there was also a red scarf and a yellowed photo.

In the photo, the person is wearing a red tie, smiling happily under the red flag, with golden hair, highly recognizable...

He just glanced at it, and immediately closed the suitcase and put it back in place. This thing must not be leaked, otherwise his comrades would be in danger.

The audience in the live broadcast room did not see the contents of the top-secret document, but everyone's curiosity has been aroused by the expressions of the two.

"Daozhang, can you let us take a look?"

"I can't see those things, I will not be able to sleep tonight, hey."

"Why do I feel that information is more valuable than the Kremlin's national treasure?"

"Red scarf, why does that red scarf look familiar to me, as if I've seen it in the news."

"Isn't that the red scarf Chuan... always wears?"

The problem of legal thieves in Damao's family has become a trend that cannot be dismissed. Many high-ranking officials are more or less held by these people.

No wonder Andre took the risk and invited Jiang Yun over to solve this difficult problem.If these things are leaked out, the entire law thief will be completely strangled by Da Mao's top management.

Xenia looked at the things in the secret room, half angry and half worried.

The rules in Jianghu are common all over the world.

When this invisible thing sees the light, whoever sees it will die. After all, only the dead can keep secrets.

She looked at Jiang Yun and asked expectantly, "Master Daoist, shall we run away?"

"Run, what are you running for?" Jiang Yun turned his head and asked.

Ksenia pointed to something in the room, then put her hand on her neck, making a silent gesture.

Jiang Yun put down the crown of an unknown tsar, and said, "This place is already surrounded by people. If you want to leave here, it will be as difficult as going to heaven, unless the poor are gods."

"Besides, you and I are both wearing metal rings. If you want to escape, you can escape. Don't think too much about it. Let's solve the trouble here first."

After he finished speaking, he searched around in the secret room.

The source of the black mist floating around in the castle is precisely this secret room.

But there are a lot of things in it, and Jiang Yun couldn't find out what went wrong for a while.

He saw that he was having some headaches, and was thinking about whether to ask for help outside the venue, and asked the master to show him, but the audience in the live broadcast room were hooked.

"Compared to others, our domestic counterparts are at best hooligans!"

"What are these things? Are there any experts out there to give me some popular science?"

"I can't popularize science. If I do science popularization, my account will be gone, and people may still have to go in."

"Those things should be biological agents. They should be something that came out of Ying Jiang's biological experiments. These people are so brave, they dare to stuff anything into it."

"Those small bottles are filled with weapons of mass destruction, not the kind of washing powder from the Camel family. Daoist, don't fight!"

"I don't know anything else, I only know the red scarf, Chuan, Pu, take care!"

Jiang Yun looked at the things in the secret room, hesitated for three seconds, and finally chose to give up.

He put his hand into his bosom, took out the spare mobile phone from the Qiankun bag, and started to contact Master.

On the beach of Love Sea, Chisong Road Chief, who was sunbathing, suddenly got up without warning.

He took out his mobile phone and muttered one, two, three. Under Natasha's puzzled gaze, the phone rang as soon as he finished speaking.

"Master, are you not bothering you now?" Jiang Yun asked tentatively.

He was very ashamed in his heart, the master had finally spent a honeymoon with this Da Mao local teacher's wife, and it was somewhat ignorant to disturb the two of them when they were apprentices.

Priest Chisong didn't circle around with Jiang Yun, he went straight to the point and said, "My dear boy, don't talk, look to the left and raise your head at a 45-degree angle."

"Yes, keep this posture and don't move. There is a black petrified wood on the shelf in front of you. Everything that happened in the castle is related to it."

Jiang Yun looked confused, he picked up the petrified wood in front of him, and weighed it with his hands.

This thing is only the size of a palm, very heavy, and looks like wood but not wood, like stone but not stone. It is a standard twelve prism with inexplicable patterns engraved on each side.

"Master, you have now reached the point where man and nature are one, and you can already predict the future?"

"A traitor, as a teacher, your cultivation is still close to that level. Don't put on a high hat, I'm just watching your live broadcast!"

"Let's make a long story short. That thing is the heart of the Tongtian Tree in the beautiful country of Wyoming. There are sealed dirty things in it, and your cultivation can't solve it."

"Now that things are leaked, I'll send you a copy of the Taishang Laojun's seal, and you can just bring that seal back. By the way, the things in the secret room will also be packed and brought back!" Chisong Daochang said angrily.

PS: Gastritis, treated for a month, and rested for another month.

The editor asked me to open a new book. I don't feel good. I'd better finish writing this book and resume updating from today, at least three times a day, and finish writing at the end of the month.