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

After Reporter Zhao left, Jiang Yun found an empty room, drew the curtains, closed the door, and slept with Xiaobai in his arms.

When he woke up, it was already time for dinner.

The celebration dinner prepared by Village Chief Jiang and a dozen aunts in the village is almost ready, and we can eat it soon.

After Jiang Yun got some food for the three little guys from Tianyuan Taoist Temple, he just found a place to sit down. Before he could use his chopsticks, Village Chief Jiang came.

"Xiaoyun, you are today's protagonist and host. If you don't go to accompany the Wudang sect's Taoist priests, why are you sitting here?"

"Uncle, this celebration banquet you organized is too grand. We don't need it." Jiang Yun was a little puzzled.

"Uncle Jiang is very happy that you can defeat those kickers today, but if you say this, Uncle Jiang won't like it!"

"Our Jiangjia Village has been a place of etiquette since ancient times. There was a champion in the village more than a hundred years ago. Don't follow your master. He said that Taoism is natural, but in fact he was careless in doing things to excuse himself.

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"There are thousands of etiquettes for dealing with people. You have to learn it hard. After all, you are a big star who has been on TV. You can't embarrass our village." After Village Chief Jiang finished speaking, he pulled Jiang Yun to the front yard of Tianyuan Gym.

on the main table.

At this time, the main table was full of people, leaving only two empty seats.

Village Chief Jiang forced Jiang Yun to Zhao Bingbing's side and said, "You young people have a common topic, so it would be more appropriate to sit together."

"Let's take a look and see if these two people are good-looking and talented. They are a perfect match."

Everyone at the same table nodded in agreement. Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun stroked his gray beard and joked with a smile: "I am proficient in the art of fortune telling. These two really look like a couple."

"Mr. Zhang, don't talk nonsense. She has a big head. How can we get along as husband and wife?" Jiang Yun frowned and asked, "Reporter Zhao, do you think so?"

Zhao Bingbing: "..."

Village Chief Jiang: "..."

Taoist priest Chen Yunlong: "..."

Elder Taoist Zhang Zhishun: "..."

Other disciples of the Wudang Sect: "..."

Jiang Yun saw that something was wrong at the dinner table. In order to lighten the atmosphere, he scratched his head and continued to ask: "Reporter Zhao, you have finished the interview, why don't you leave? Do you want to stay and eat?"

Zhao Bingbing: "..."

Everyone else at the table sighed simultaneously.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun said very helplessly: "I have been looking at people's faces for so many years, but today I finally made a mistake."

"You were born a widower. Even if Yue Lao used a steel bar to hold you on a red rope, you could cut it off."

"Forget it, forget it, let's stop talking and let's eat."

While everyone was eating, Jiang Yun, in order to avoid trouble, said again: "Reporter Zhao, after dinner, Pindao needs to live broadcast and will not accept interviews for the time being."

Zhao Bingbing took a deep breath and finally burst out: "Director Jiang, thank you for your kindness!"

"I won't interview you. I stay here to interview Master Chen Yu of the Wudang Sect!"

"The Wudang Sect is a famous and upright sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years. How can you, a small Taoist sect, compare with others? Moreover, Master Chen Yu's swordsmanship is no worse than yours!"

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I lost my temper. You continue to eat."

Everyone at the dinner table was silent.

After a long time, Jiang Yun spoke first to break the deadlock: "Master Nephew Chen, since Reporter Zhao wants to interview you, please cooperate."

"Your swordsmanship is not bad. Maybe if the interview clips are broadcast, you will become famous."

"Yes, little uncle." After Chen Shiyu put down the chopsticks in his hand and finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhao Bingbing and said: "Um, reporter Zhao, please don't bring me with you if you brag in the future."

"Compared with my junior uncle, my swordsmanship is like a firefly competing against a bright moon. It's really far behind."

Zhao Bingbing was silent.

She suddenly felt that Tianyuan Taoist Temple seemed to be an ominous place for her, especially the nemesis inside, which seemed to be in conflict with her.

After meal.

The embarrassed Zhao Bingbing followed Village Chief Jiang to Jiangjia Village, saying that he wanted to film some of the village's customs and customs, and then make a promotional video.

Taoist Master Chen Yunlong came to Jiang Yun and said, "Junior Brother Jiang, it's time for evening classes soon. We can't get back to Wudang Sect. Let's do evening classes together at Tianyuan Taoist Temple today."

"No problem, Senior Brother Chen. I just do live broadcasts during evening classes and bring fans along with me. Do you have any objections to this?"

"The live broadcast of Taoist evening classes, is anyone watching?"

"There are not many people, maybe twenty or thirty thousand people." Jiang Yun scratched his head in embarrassment.

Chen Yunlong froze on the spot. He originally thought that Jiang Yun was doing live broadcasts because he was just practicing in the mountains and was bored. He was looking for something to do for himself. Not many people would watch.

Supreme Heavenly Lord, the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, why do my three evil disciples say every day that no one is watching their live broadcast?

You must know that many people go to Wudang Mountain every year, but not many people go to Wudang Sect, only about 20,000 to 30,000 people.

"Master, don't look at me like that. Our live broadcast is just for fun. The younger uncle is a big anchor. He is very popular. We really can't compare." Chen Shilei explained weakly.

"You don't do your homework every day. You broadcast from morning to night, just like an Internet dog. What's the explanation?"

Chen Shilei said a little aggrievedly: "My junior uncle also broadcast live..."

"In order to promote the traditional Taoist culture, your little uncle broadcasts broadcasts from morning to night every day. You look at him, and then you look at you, alas!"

Taoist Master Chen Yunlong sighed, which immediately stopped his three disciples.

The three of them clutched their chests feeling heartbroken, and complained in their hearts: Master, are you going too far with double standards?

All the disciples of the Wudang Sect found a place for themselves in front of the Sanqing Hall and sat on the ground.

There were so many of them that many of them even sat in the small square outside the Taoist temple.

Jiang Yun flew the drone and started the live broadcast. He followed Taoist Zhang Zhishun and Taoist Chen Yunlong into the hall.

As soon as many water friends entered the live broadcast room, they suddenly discovered that the previously deserted Taoist temple was suddenly a little different.

"Damn it, where did so many Taoist priests come from? Has the anchor accepted a disciple?"

"Upstairs, didn't you watch the live broadcast in the morning? They are all Taoist priests of the Wudang Sect. They came to Tianyuan Taoist Temple today to help the anchor control the scene."

"I never thought that I would be able to see the Taoist sect prosper in my lifetime. I am so relieved!"

"The weather is turbulent, but my sun is prosperous."

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In the main hall, the three of them sat on the floor. Taoist Zhang Zhishun picked up the wooden fish and knocked it hard, and the evening class officially began.

The content of today’s evening class is “The Preface of the Ancestral Heavenly Master” in “Reciting the Precepts of the Grand Master”.

More than three hundred people recited it at the same time, and the sound was clearly audible within a three-kilometer radius.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were quickly immersed in the sound of chanting. An hour later, the evening class ended.

Except for Chen Shilei, everyone in the Wudang Sect followed Chen Yunlong and returned to the Wudang Sect on foot.

Tianyuan Taoist Temple is not far from Wudang Sect. If you walk, it only takes half an hour.

The Chinese medicine for treating internal injuries was boiled in the kitchen, and now it is finally finished.

When Guo Ming saw people coming to bring him medicine and food, he pushed himself up, leaned on the bedside, and asked with a painful look on his face: "You three, my injury is a bit serious, I think I need to eat a bottle of yellow peach." Canned food to heal.”

? ?Canned yellow peaches can cure all diseases. Friends from the Northeast should understand the meaning of this sentence.

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(End of chapter)