Live broadcast: Taoist priest, stop pretending, you are just cultivating immortality

Jiang Yun thought about the National Football Team's previous record, he held his chest and felt a little regretful.

You were careless. When you came out this morning, you really should have had a quick-acting heart-saving pill in your pocket!

He covered his forehead and showed a dumbfounded expression for the first time, saying, "Pindao is a monk, he really doesn't understand football!"

"Also, from a monk's point of view, winning or losing in tonight's game is not important."

"I only hope that the national football team can fully demonstrate the breadth and depth of my Chinese martial arts in tonight's game!"

"If the national football team wants to learn martial arts, Pindao is willing to spend his own money to go to their training station and teach them all."

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, the water friends in the live broadcast room suddenly felt that they didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

"I discovered that the Taoist priest suddenly has a talent for doing talk shows. This answer is really amazing."

"That's right, we all carry one head on two shoulders, who is afraid of whom?"

"Sports should not have national boundaries. There must be a competitive spirit. Only in this way can we show the style of a big country. You must pay attention when playing football and don't play football by mistake."

"Winning or losing is not important. Those who can take action must not miss the opportunity. Those who can use their feet must not use their hands. [Crying in tears] [Crying in silence]"

“It’s unreasonable that the national football team didn’t have ten red cards in this game [狗头][狗头].”

"Suddenly I feel that the Taoist priest is also a ruthless person, but I like him."

"Excuse me, is it still too late to learn martial arts and play football?"

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and he also laughed out loud: "Friends, let's stop making trouble. Friendship comes second and competition comes first. We understand everything about competitions."

"To answer one more question, Pindao will lead everyone to learn the third form of Tai Chi."

All kinds of silly questions in the live broadcast room came over again like a tide.

"Master Taoist, I'm very curious, why are all kindergarten teachers female?"

"Taoist Priest, if there is a war between the Eastern mythology system and the Western mythology system, which one has a greater chance of winning?"

"Anchor, I'm from Northeast China. I just arrived in Guangdong and my roommate kept calling me a hairy person. Is he praising me for being handsome? [dog head]"

"Taoist Master, I'm playing Luna as a jungler, and the opponent chooses Donghuang and Zhang Liang. How should I show off against them?"

In fact, there is a saying, no matter which answer you answer, the live broadcast effect should be very good.

certainly.

In fact, the degree of nonsense of each question is not much different.

Jiang Yun had given up treatment. He closed his eyes and took a screenshot of a question.

"Anchor, if I travel to the ancient world and drop a piece of two-way foil, will the great gods of the ancient world kill me?"

puff!

Jiang Yun squirted out a mouthful of high-quality spiritual tea. Good guy, is this inter-dimensional battle a problem that anyone can think of?

Fortunately, I was bored in a Taoist temple before and read Liu's "The Three-Body Problem". Otherwise, it would be really difficult to answer this question.

"Who can tell me what two-way foil is?"

"Is this question really outrageous?"

"Great God: Damn it, the thief is harming me!"

From the perspective of a Taoist professional, Jiang Yun thought about this issue seriously and said: "I feel like the two-way foil is very similar to the map of mountains and rivers."

"If you really throw a two-way foil to the ancient world, I feel that to the gods of the ancient world, you should be a boy who gives money."

The water friend who raised this question was confused at the time. He originally thought it would be a dimensionality reduction attack, but to his surprise, he turned out to be a boy giving money.

But think about it, the Taoist priest's answer does make some sense.

"Isn't two-way foil a common operation for gods? I often see plots in novels about monsters, ghosts and people being sealed into paintings."

"Great God of the Ancient World: I lost it. Whose Zhoutian Xingdou Formation disk is this?"

When Jiang Yun saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded 20,000, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "Okay, that's enough for today, let's start Tai Chi."

"A set of Tai Chi every day will lead to a healthy life for fifty years and a lifetime of sexual happiness."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As soon as he made a starting move, he heard a knock on the door from Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

Xiaobai was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and even the hair on his tail became frayed.

The female fan in the live broadcast room suddenly became sad.

"Damn it, the Taoist priest actually hid people in the Taoist temple. I'm heartbroken!"

"Judging from Xiaobai's reaction, the person inside the Taoist temple must not be human."

"It's broad daylight, so it's not going to be haunted, right?"

"Eat it wisely. Last time we thought Xiaobai was a ghost."

Jiang Yun scratched his head. He couldn't figure out why there was a knock on the door in the Taoist temple.

After the door opened, Golden Monkey Yue Banzheng stood inside with a depressed expression.

"Why are you in there?" Jiang Yun asked confused.

"Zhizhizhi."

Yue Ban shouted while explaining.

"You mean you stepped on the dead tree outside and jumped in, then found that there was no one in the Taoist temple and couldn't jump out, so you had to knock on the door?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

"Tell me, you unlucky guy, can you go through the front door next time? You act like a thief every time." Jiang Yun rubbed Yueban's head and cursed with a smile.

The water friends in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief, they were no longer surprised.

"As we all know, the anchor's language talent is amazing. He has level 10 animal language and can communicate with any animal without any barriers."

"New fan, let me ask, why are there golden monkeys in the Taoist temple?"

"Why are you here this time? Are you still asking for water?"

Jiang Yun looked at the depressed Ban Yue and comforted him: "Okay, I won't close the live broadcast next time. I will go to the Taoist temple to get you water."

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Yueban shook his head, then came to Jiang Yun's teapot and took out a ginseng stick from his armpit.

It took a tea cup, held the cup in one hand and the ginseng in the other, making a gesture of exchange.

As soon as Pindao got this, he brewed two pots of high-quality spiritual tea. He hadn't even warmed it in his hands. Where did you get the news? Why did you come here so early in the morning to enjoy the tea?

Jiang Yun saw that there was a lot of moss on Yue Ban's body, and he suddenly thought about it and felt scared.

Damn it, this monkey wasn't squatting on the wall to spy on me last night, right?

Netizens in the live broadcast room sighed again.

"This Wudang Mountain is really full of outstanding people. Even monkeys know how to exchange ginseng for tea."

"The monkey in Huaguo Mountain: peeking in the dark, I hope no one mentions me this time."

"Why do I feel that Tianyuan Taoist Temple is cooperating with the local zoo to hold activities? There are all kinds of animals."

[Medicinal Materials Buyer] rewards a rocket with a message: "Taoist Priest, what I'm giving you in the middle of the month seems to be ten-year-old wild ginseng, which is worth a lot of money!"

"If you don't want it, I'll fly to the Taoist temple and exchange it for the top-quality Dahongpao."

"Good morning, Mr. Ma. Mr. Ma is confused!"

"I'm sorry, last time the cobra threw away a Panax notoginseng, this time the golden monkey gave away a wild ginseng!"

"I suddenly want to dig up medicinal materials in Wudang Mountain. The opportunity to get rich is right in front of me."

Jiang Yun looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room and felt like crying.

How should I explain to my water friends that Pindao’s top-grade spiritual tea is really no ordinary tea!

? ?I have participated in both morning classes and evening classes. From now on, we are not allowed to say that the protagonist is an internet monkey who only knows how to live broadcast.

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(End of chapter)