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

Jiang Yun cooks very quickly. After setting up the bonfire, he quickly puts the chicken pieces into the pot and blanchs them in water.

He fried the blanched chicken pieces to a sugary color, stir-fried them once, added water and seasonings, added the bamboo shoots, covered them and simmered them.

The whole process went smoothly and took no more than ten minutes.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were stunned, and they suddenly became confused about the difficulty of cooking.

"The Taoist priest is frying candies in the wild. This is so pretty."

"I never know how to stir-fry sugar, so I can only make do with dark soy sauce [laughing and crying]"

"Lao Chua really saved my mother's cooking skills."

"To be honest, with Taoist Master's cooking skills, within a radius of one kilometer, I can smell the smell without even looking in the direction, and I can rush there with a basin."

"Excuse me, how can I inadvertently let the uncles and aunts in our cafeteria see the Taoist Master's cooking skills [dog head saves life]"

When going into the mountains to collect herbs, it is really necessary to bring a pressure cooker for cooking.

Not only is it faster to cook in a pressure cooker, but more importantly, the altitude in the mountains is higher, the air pressure is lower, and the boiling point of water is lower than in the plains. Many foods cannot be cooked in ordinary pots.

Like ordinary noodles and rice, even if they are half-cooked, there will be no problem in eating them. However, many meats contain parasites. If they are not cooked properly and are eaten, they will suffer from malnutrition at best, or death directly at worst.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Yun released the pressure and opened the lid of the pot, saying: "After pressing the pheasant stewed with bamboo shoots, don't rush to eat it. You have to simmer it over high heat for a while to collect the juice, so that it tastes right."

"Simmer some noodles in the pot, then add some MSG, a little salt and pepper to taste, and finally a little cooking oil. The little aroma will come out after scratching it."

"Mr. Zhang, it's time to eat. There are a bunch of small wild onions over there. You can pick up some when you come over."

Jiang Yun went into the bamboo forest, washed the small wild onions, chopped them into chopped green onions, and finally sprinkled them in. Wouldn't this dish be ready?

One bowl per person, start immediately.

Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun took a mouthful of noodles and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a pity that your kid studied at Daomen Comprehensive University. If you went to Lanxiang to learn cooking, you would definitely have a bright future."

"Just based on your appearance, I can tell that you have the talent to become a chef."

Jiang Yun held the bowl and said dumbfounded: "Mr. Zhang, I grew up in Tianyuan Taoist Temple and joined Taoism very early. If I don't take the exam at Taoist Comprehensive University, where else can I take the exam?"

"If I go to Lanxiang, what should I learn? Should I learn how to cook with an excavator?"

"I think it's actually good for you to learn how to cook with an excavator. After all, no matter what age, craftsmen will never be hungry." Elder Taoist Zhang Zhishun said very sincerely.

Jiang Yun: "......"

The water friends in the live broadcast room listened to the conversation between the two, and many laughed until their stomachs hurt.

"Damn it, brothers, think about the scene where the Taoist priest wears a Taoist robe and drives an excavator to cook vegetables. Isn't it magical?"

"The way of thinking between the older generation and ours is really very different!"

"Excuse me, college students especially like to watch this. Am I normal?"

"How much does this Taoist dish cost in a restaurant? I suddenly want to try it."

"What the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun said is basically exactly the same as what my grandma said [laughing and crying]"

After dinner, it was almost dusk.

The two washed the pots and pans and rekindled a bonfire next to the sleeping bags.

Jiang Yun sat next to his sleeping bag and recited the evening lesson "Zhi Xin Xuan Ming Li".

"In the six days of the Hunyuan Dynasty, he taught the Dharma and taught the truth. He cultivated the truth and enlightened the Tao, and helped people who were confused. He helped all living beings, eliminated disasters and obstacles, and transformed into eighty-two..."

Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun held Xiaobai in his arms. He followed the water friends in the live broadcast room and listened with interest for more than an hour.

It wasn't until Jiang Yun's evening class ended that he stretched out, and the joints all over his body kept crackling.

"Mr. Zhang, this evening lesson was taught by my master. What do you think? Is there anything wrong?"

"Who is your master? He is Zhenren Chisong!" Old Taoist Master Zhang Zhishun stroked his beard and said, "If what he teaches is wrong, then our Taoist sect will be doomed."

"Put your heart back in your stomach. What your master taught you will definitely be correct."

The water friends in the live broadcast room were a little confused.

"The anchor's master is in Taoism. Is he very good?"

"Taoist Chisong, Master Chisong, Chisongzi, I mean, the anchor's sect has an incredible legacy!"

"A working teacher at Daomen Comprehensive University said: Senior Chisong's background and cultivation are far more complicated than you think."

"Shut up, have you forgotten the confidentiality agreement? Are you a teacher in what major and department at Daomen Comprehensive University?"

"Damn it, fellow water friends, don't take my words seriously. Am I really kidding?"

"Huh? Something's wrong. Should I still believe in science?"

…

Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun looked at the confused Jiang Yun and said with a smile: "Don't worry, kid. You will learn the true identity of your master one day."

"I have benefited a lot from listening to your "Zhixinxuanmingli" today, so I will also teach you a breathing method."

"Has your master ever told you about the "Secret Texts of Jade and Gold (SI) Qinghua" compiled by Zhang Ziyang?"

Jiang Yun shook his head in confusion, and a turmoil arose in his heart.

According to the secret history records in the Daomen Comprehensive University Library, the "Qinghua Secret Text" is the summary and sublimation of the "Wuzhen Chapter" on the Inner Alchemy Breathing Method written by Master Zhang Boduan.

In the entire Taoist sect, there are not many people who have learned these two secret books. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang is one of them.

"Sit down, kid, close your eyes and listen carefully to what I am telling you." Senior Taoist Zhang Zhishun said loudly, stroking his beard.

His voice is very penetrating and can directly touch people's hearts.

Not only Jiang Yun, but also the water friends in the live broadcast room were shocked.

"When a thought arises, if you think about something that you cannot calm down in normal times, this is a thorn in your ears. If you give it up quickly, it will take a long time to become mature. There is nothing greater than joy and anger. If you think about it when you are angry, you will not be angry. Why is it wrong?"

"If you are happy and know what is suppressed, you will not be happy. It is the same in all kinds of ways..."

"If you want to calm the mind, you must first treat the eyes. The eyes are the masters of mind wandering. The mind wanders in the eyes and controls the heart. Therefore, control the eyes and return them to the heart."

"Put your mouth together and your teeth together, touch your tongue to the roof of your mouth...every time you exhale and inhale, it will enter and exit the Dantian."

After Jiang Yun meditated and fell into trance, he listened intently. Within five minutes, he felt that his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

The ubiquitous white clouds and mist in Wudang Mountain emerged from all directions, surrounding him.

His consciousness rose and fell with the rise and fall of the clouds. When the clouds rose, even the meridians on his body stopped running. After the clouds fell, his whole body felt cool, his meridians were smooth, and he felt very comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but after the clouds and fog dispersed, Jiang Yun slowly woke up.

Seeing that Taoist Master Zhang Zhishun was still in trance at this time, he picked up his phone and took a look at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and was horrified.

"Damn it, what kind of immortal method did Master Zhang teach? I actually managed to enter trance for three seconds!"

"Keep talking, what about three seconds? Are you a real man in three seconds?"

"Well, upstairs, it seems that the guy above you is not talking nonsense. I also succeeded in entering samadhi. I just feel like my whole body is wrapped in a white cloud. After I wake up, I feel energetic."

"Me too."

"..."

"What are you talking about? Why am I the only one who didn't respond after listening to it? Am I not talented enough?"

(End of chapter)