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

In Tianyuan Taoist Temple, there is nothing more suitable for displaying sword skills than a stone pillar. Even if it is half a stone pillar, it is the most suitable.

Jiang Yun found the pillar that he had put away. He erected half of the stone pillar in the center of the square, then stood three meters away and pulled out the eight-treasure sword.

Keng!

Swinging the sword in the air, the sword energy extended a full foot long, and the pillar was evenly split into two halves, and the cut was very smooth.

The onlookers were shocked and shouted that this was unscientific.

Officer Jiang Dajiang murmured to himself: "It seems that in the future, unopened long swords in the hands of Chief Jiang will also be regarded as controlled knives!"

His apprentice asked from the side: "Master, I feel that Daoist Jiang can split a stone pillar in half with a piece of foxtail grass, let alone a long sword. We should control him."

"It's impossible. We're in a legal society now and they haven't broken any laws. Why do you want to restrict people's personal freedom?"

"Besides, Director Jiang is a model citizen and an excellent partner of our police station. We must trust our comrades." Officer Jiang Dajiang said earnestly to his young apprentice.

Friends in the Jiangyun live broadcast room looked at the surprised expressions of the audience, and they suddenly stood up in the barrage area of ​​Versailles.

"Just these two moments of Taoist Master, I have long since stopped liking watching him."

"To cultivate immortality, you still have to look to Taoist Master Zhang Zhishun. Our anchor is still a little too young."

"I split stone pillars all day long. If I were a stone pillar, I would have run away from home long ago."

"Zhuzhu: Master Taoist, please turn on the microphone to communicate."

After Jiang Yun finished cutting half of the pillar, he solemnly put away the two quarter pillars.

This is a Taoist heirloom. Although I don’t know what else it can be used for, it will definitely be of great use in the future and cannot be thrown away!

After the competition ended, the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed, and reporters who had been waiting for a long time gathered around.

Dozens of microphones were thrown directly into Jiang Yun's face.

"Director Jiang, please evaluate the strength of boxing champion An Zixing."

"Daozhang, I am an entertainment reporter from a certain newspaper. I would like to interview you alone. Can I do that?"

"Daozhang Zhang, after this kick-off, I'm curious how you would evaluate traditional Kung Fu."

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Jiang Yun faced the camera and microphone and delivered his victory speech: "Laity laymen and poor Taoists, I understand. You all have your own questions, but I don't have that much time to answer them one by one."

"I will answer the most important question, whether traditional kung fu can be practiced."

"This traditional Kung Fu covers a wide range of areas. Qing Kung Fu, acupuncture, boxing, swordsmanship, knife skills, spear skills, etc. should all be included in traditional Kung Fu."

"Taking the boxing alone as an example, the purpose of practicing Tai Chi is to strengthen the body."

"Compared with Bajiquan, my fighting ability is really nothing, so please help me promote it."

"In the future, if there are people who feel that traditional kung fu is not good, then please go find a martial arts school with a master of Bajiquan. If you can't find it, then go to Guo's house in Mangshan. Anyway, don't come to me."

"I'm a poor Taoist who doesn't have the strength to restrain a chicken. He's very weak. He still learns Tai Chi. You must not treat me like a weakling. Even if you beat me, it will be very disgraceful."

When the reporters during the interview heard Jiang Yun say that he was powerless, they collectively fell into silence.

After a long time, someone started discussing in a low voice.

"What did Director Jiang just say? He actually said that he has no power to restrain a chicken and is still weak?"

"Peking University is okay, Sa Beining, but regrets the creation of Ali Jack Ma, and is so weak that it can't help being a Taoist priest. This is definitely the top Versailles in the world!"

"Who can tell me why these successful people don't speak more arrogantly?"

"This is not arrogant. Can you find a way to speak more arrogantly for me?"

"Listen, is what he said human?"

Zhao Bingbing squeezed out from the crowd, raised her toes, held up the microphone, and asked: "Director Jiang, look at Daxia Guo lying in your Taoist temple, are you embarrassed to say that you have no power to tie a chicken?"

Jiang Yun blinked and said seriously: "Reporter Zhao, I think you don't know something. This traditional Kung Fu not only talks about martial ethics, but also about human relations."

"Pindao was lucky enough to beat Guo Daxia by one and a half moves. That's really because he let me, not because I could beat him."

"Okay, it's lunch break time at the Taoist temple soon. I have to go back and take a nap. You all should be dismissed."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Xiaobai and led Hou Er, turned around and walked into Tianyuan Taoist Temple, closing the door.

Most reporters shook their heads and turned around to leave.

Zhao Bingbing took the photographer from Hunan TV Station and looked left and right near the Taoist Temple, and finally found Village Chief Jiang.

"Village chief, we want to enter the Taoist temple and conduct an exclusive interview with Taoist Chief Jiang. I wonder if you can do this for me."

"Tianyuan Taoist Temple is not Jiangjiacun. I really can't do anything about it."

"Uncle Village Chief, our leader in Taili likes Jiangjiacun very much. He expressed his intention to donate 500,000 yuan to Jiangjiacun out of his own pocket to improve the living conditions of the villagers."

"Reporter Zhao, what did you just say? If you want to enter Tianyuan Taoist Temple, we are all friends. If you want to enter, just go in. Take a walk, I will take you in." Village Chief Jiang immediately said cheerfully.

The backyard of Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

In Jiang Yun's house, Guo Daxia was lying upright on the bed, shirtless, with silver needles inserted all over his upper body.

Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun lay on the table and wrote out a prescription.

He handed the prescription to Taoist Master Chen Yunlong and warned: "The Guo boy's two broken ribs are not a problem. What is more difficult now is his internal injuries."

"Look at the prescription I gave you. The Wudang Sect should have all the medicinal ingredients on it, right?"

"Mr. Zhang, other medicinal materials are easy to say. Ten-year-old mountain ginseng is a bit difficult to obtain. One piece of that stuff costs fifty or sixty thousand. The Wudang Sect really can't afford it!"

Jiang Yun originally wanted to go to the kitchen to get something to eat. He passed by outside the house and happened to hear the two talking. He came in and said, "Mr. Zhang, Brother Chen, I don't have 10-year-old wild ginseng here, but I have 10-year-old wild ginseng here. No.

Do you know if it’s okay?”

Taoist Master Chen Yunlong was shocked. He blurted out: "Master Sanqing, Brother Jiang, you are the only one in Tianyuan Taoist Temple. Why did you buy such expensive ginseng?"

Zhang Zhishun was overjoyed. He nodded with a smile and said, "Of course, you can take out the ginseng and let me take a look."

Jiang Yun entered the house, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found the wild ginseng given by Hou Er in a wooden box.

He explained: "These and wild ginseng were given as apprenticeship gifts by my apprentice Jiang Houer. I was not willing to sell them or eat them, so I put them in a wooden box and threw them in the cabinet."

Taoist priests Chen Yunlong and Zhang Zhishun were stunned on the spot, with a row of question marks floating above their heads.

Forget about the monkey becoming a disciple, why did you bring such an expensive apprenticeship ceremony? Why does this sound a bit fantasy?

"Junior Brother Jiang, does your monkey apprentice have any brothers or sisters? I suddenly want to accept some golden monkeys as my apprentices."

"Yunlong, you fart, do you think you are accepting a disciple? You are greedy for other people's ginseng, you are despicable!" the old Taoist Zhang Zhishun scolded.

(End of chapter)