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

Jiang Yun recalled the scene when he formally became a disciple, so he imitated Taoist Chisong, clasping his hands behind his back and looking like an old scholar.

He opened his mouth and warned: "An Zaixing, our Taoist temple does not have so many rules. In addition to respecting teachers, caring for fellow disciples, and being diligent in cultivation, the rest is to believe in science."

"Feudal superstition is unavoidable these days. Only by believing in science can you go further on the path of spiritual practice."

An Zaixing glanced at Xiao Bai and then at Hou Er who was picking his nostrils. He hesitated and said, "Director Jiang, I suddenly feel a little impulsive about becoming a disciple now."

"In front of me, I have an 80-year-old mother and an 8-year-old child waiting to be fed. It is a big deal to become a monk and seek enlightenment. I think I should go home and discuss it with my family."

"Forget it about becoming a disciple, I have other things to do, so I'll take the first step."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left Tianyuan Taoist Temple, and the surrounding crowd was in an uproar.

"Is the mighty world boxing champion running away like this?"

"Young man doesn't respect martial arts. He begged to become a disciple and was accepted. Then you turned around and ran away. Is this what humans do?"

"There is an 80-year-old mother above, and an 8-year-old child waiting to be fed below. This is what bandits often say when they are robbing people?"

"Daughter, don't cry. There are a lot of fools coming to the Taoist temple to kick around today. There are still seven of them. Chief Jiang will beat them slowly one by one. It will be enough for you to last until the afternoon."

"I'm really careless in my work. I just came to the gym and left as soon as I could. I even left my companions behind."

Jiang Yun touched his nose and said angrily: "What a pity, my new Taoist temple is gone!"

He looked at the remaining seven people and asked: "The warm-up is complete. Pindao is very energetic now. I don't need to rest. Which of you should challenge now?"

The remaining seven people looked at each other in confusion, and some were panicking in their hearts.

Most of them had received money from An Zaixing before they came here to join the team. They originally thought it was just a formality and they could just take the money.

I didn't expect that An Zaixing would run away now. Damn, this is outrageous. What's even more outrageous is that the Taoist priest actually targeted them.

Damn it, is it too late to admit defeat now?

The seven people looked at me and I looked at you, and the scene was always awkward.

After a long time.

Muay Thai boxing champion Kauchai stood up, clasping his fists with both hands, and said: "Chief Jiang, please show mercy. Muay Thai Kauchai is here to ask for advice."

Muay Thai is a legendary fighting skill that focuses on strength and agility. It is a very lethal sport.

It mainly uses eight weapons of the human body: hands, legs, elbows, and knees to attack.

This is a super standing fighting technique, which is very suitable for girls to practice when losing weight.

After the guessing challenge, the remaining six people quickly issued warnings.

"Thank you for your kindness. I came to Taoist Temple not only for money and fame, but more importantly, I want to experience the power of traditional Chinese Kung Fu."

"There has always been a rumor in Thailand that Muay Thai came from China, so I want to see the real ancient Muay Thai."

After Kao Guai finished speaking, the remaining six people fell into silence.

Kaochai is different from masters like them who open chain martial arts schools. That guy's heart in practicing martial arts is extremely pure. He only wants to be more ruthless, faster and stronger throughout his life.

Jiang Yun's eyes lit up as he looked at Kao Guai.

From the looks of it, this guy who practices Muay Thai can take more beatings than the so-called boxing champion.

"This layman, Tianyuan Taoist Guan Jiangyun, please give me some advice!"

Before the two of them could fight, a crisp sound of horse bells was heard.

From behind the crowd, a strong northern man emerged.

He was wearing a cloak and riding a big white horse that was almost two meters high. He said happily: "Fellow fellows, please give way. I have something to go to Tianyuan Taoist Temple. Please don't block the way!"

The strong man came to the Taoist temple, tied up the horse, and took out two jars of wine from the cloth pocket in front of the horse's neck.

He asked: "Guo Ming is at the Gaoliang Tavern in Xiamang Mountain. Today I came to Tianyuan Taoist Temple on behalf of my uncle to compete with Taoist Chisong. Where are they?"

Taoist Master Chen Yunlong looked at Guo Ming and frowned slightly.

The Mangshan Guo family is a century-old family that specializes in martial arts and makes a living by selling wine. Except for a few long-standing martial arts sects and aristocratic families, few people know of their existence.

The Guo family has always kept a low profile, so why did they send their disciples to the Taoist temple to compete today, and they asked for that guy Chisong by name? What on earth do these guys want?

Jiang Yun looked at Guo Ming, he cupped his fists and raised his hands and said: "Blessed Immortal Lord Guo, my master, Taoist Chisong, has passed away. Now I am in charge of Tianyuan Taoist Temple. I wonder if you have anything to teach me?"

"I'm sorry, little Taoist Priest. Since Taoist Chisong has passed away, I can only go back and report back to my uncle."

"These two jars of sorghum wine are old wines that your master kept in the Guo family four years ago. He said he wanted them today, so I carried them all the way and finally brought them over. Could you please sign for them?"

Guo Ming handed over two jars of wine. He looked at Kao Cai curiously and asked, "Why are you coming to Tianyuan Taoist Temple? Are you also here to compete on behalf of the elders in your family?"

"No, I'm here just for kicking, not for a martial arts competition. Please give me permission. Please don't delay my discussion with Director Jiang."

"You practice Muay Thai?" Guo Ming looked at the guessing test excitedly and asked.

"So what?"

"That's a coincidence. I also practice Guzhuang Boxing. The relationship between our two boxing styles has been established as early as the late Qing Dynasty."

"I think I'm qualified and able to compete with you."

"Are you serious?"

"a man of his words."

Jiang Yun was holding two jars of wine in his hands. He didn't understand why he became an outsider in the blink of an eye.

Taoist Master Chen Yunlong came over and introduced in a low voice: "Junior Brother Jiang, Guo Ming is the first contemporary martial arts practitioner in the Guo family."

"He has been a martial arts fanatic since he was a child. His understanding of Zhuang Quan is definitely not inferior to your understanding of Tai Chi."

"Let those two guys have a good fight first. You can observe in secret. I estimate that after Guo Ming finishes the fight, he will continue to challenge you."

Taoist Master Zhang Zhishun came to the two of them, and he said, "You two little guys, don't worry, Taoist Taoist is at the scene, and you can use your full strength to compete."

"As long as you can't be beaten to death, I can bring you back from hell."

Guo Ming looked at Master Zhang Zhishun with admiration and nodded hard.

As a disciple of a well-known kung fu family, he naturally knows Master Zhang of the Wudang Sect quite well. He is definitely a god. It seems that he can finally fight with others with all his strength today.

"Zhuangquan, Guo Ming, known as Guo Daxia among the people in the world, friends across the street, please give me some advice."

After Guo Ming finished speaking, he struck first. He stepped back hard with his foot, and with a bounce, he came to Bao Guai.

"drink!"

On the spot, Kauchai was hit directly in the chest with an elbow, and with a muffled sound, Kauchai was pushed directly into the crowd like a fallen leaf.

When the water friends in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they swallowed dryly.

"What kind of boxing is Zhuangquan, and why does it look so fierce?"

"Zhuang Quan is an excellent boxing style from the south of Guilin. It has always shocked the country with its amazing lethality. It is said that Zhuang Quan is the root of various boxing techniques in small countries in Southeast Asia."

"Guo Daxia is actually like that. He hits me so many times. As long as I can withstand it for a while, he will win."

"If he fights like this, within ten seconds, Daxia Guo will have to beg me not to die."

"The lethality of Zhuang Fist is really scary. This kind of punch hits people's forehead, temple, Adam's apple, chest and other critical points."

"Where is Mr. Zhang? Come out quickly and evaluate the injury to see if it is a minor injury."

(End of chapter)