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

"Legends are legends after all. Polygonum multiflorum is a good thing. The leaves can be eaten and the roots can be used as medicine. But it is a bit nonsense to say that eating it can lead to immortality."

"The female layperson in the live broadcast room can eat more Polygonum multiflorum. After eating too much, it has the effect of black hair, and it can also resist aging. Anyway, there are many benefits."

"Why did someone just say that when you are going through a tribulation, you can avoid being struck by lightning by hiding next to the lightning rod? I tell you seriously and responsibly that that method will not work."

"When going through a tribulation, it's like an iron sheet meets a magnet. Even if you hide next to a lightning rod, the tribulation will follow the lightning rod, turn around, and then hit the person."

"Opportunism is a dead end, laymen, please remember this!" Jiang Yun glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room and warned.

As the water friends listened, I felt that the taste was not right.

"Taoist Master, did you not drink Meng Po Soup when you were reincarnated in your previous life? How do you know about overcoming the tribulation?"

"I feel that our anchor must have used a lightning rod when he was trying to overcome the tribulation in his previous life, which led to the failure of the tribulation."

"Emmm, please don't be too judgmental. I feel like the Taoist Master is trying to tell us not to be opportunistic."

"If Polygonum multiflorum is really effective, I will go to the drugstore tomorrow to buy two kilograms of soup and drink it."

"I was originally curious as to why the host was not like a mortal, but I finally found out the reason. It turned out to be reincarnation!"

Jiang Yun looked like he had known this for a long time. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Laity fellows in the live broadcast room, don't think blindly and believe in science. How can there be reincarnation in this world?"

"There is a book in Tianyuan Taoist Temple called "Notes of Contemporary Monks on Overcoming Tribulations." There is a record that the lightning rod method of overcoming tribulations is not advisable."

"That book is a miscellany that my master bought at a street stall. The content in it cannot be trusted. I am just joking. Don't take it seriously."

Elder Taoist Zhang Zhishun said quietly from the side: "Some things are true or false, who knows?"

When the water friends in the live broadcast room heard it, they instantly became excited.

"9494, what the old Taoist said makes sense."

"Obviously I am cultivating immortality, but you have to make me believe in science [Dog Head]"

"It's a pity that Taoist Chisong didn't broadcast live. I always feel that he is also a divine man."

"Some people in the live broadcast room should calm down and don't stir up trouble. The 99-year confidentiality agreement we signed has not expired."

"Mr. Zhang, why are you making noises with my water friends?" Jiang Yun said helplessly.

He picked up a small medicine hoe and slowly dug around the Polygonum multiflorum.

This thing is a bit like a sweet potato, both have clumps in the root system, so be careful when digging.

After digging and loosening the surrounding soil, Jiang Yun grabbed the root of Polygonum multiflorum and tried to pull it out twice. It was very loose and felt like it could be pulled out.

He pulled hard and then shook the soil on it, and a large piece of Polygonum multiflorum leaked out.

This Polygonum multiflorum appears to be quite old at first glance. It looks like a king oyster mushroom, almost 20 centimeters long, and has many roots growing at the bottom.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were amazed!

"My dad dug up a jade-bowl-shaped Polygonum multiflorum in the backyard last time. It was bigger than my hand. I didn't expect that the anchor dug out an even bigger one."

"Damn it, why is the color of this Polygonum multiflorum root so dark?"

"Not only is it dark, it's also quite big. I think it's worth a lot of money."

"It's almost as thick as a carrot, and it's really valuable. I feel that if Taoist priest sells it to female fans in the live broadcast room, he can sell it for at least several hundred."

"I suddenly wanted to arrest someone in the live broadcast room, but I couldn't find any evidence. Oh, forget it, let the car run over me today."

Zhang Zhishun, the old Taoist priest, took the Polygonum multiflorum, looked at it, and said with a smile: "This Polygonum multiflorum is at least eight years old. If it is sold to a pharmacy, it will cost at least 500 yuan."

"I just picked some wolfberries. Tonight we will cut some Polygonum multiflorum to make porridge, and then add a Polygonum multiflorum leaf to the cold. It's very beautiful."

The water friends in the live broadcast room were filled with envy.

A person who goes into the mountains to collect herbs seems to be making a lot of money.

When I was walking to the camp, I took a casual look and saw hundreds of dollars worth of Polygonum multiflorum.

But most people are just envious. After all, the threshold for entering the mountains is quite high, not only professional knowledge, but also luck.

If a normal person makes going into the mountains their main occupation, 80% of them will starve to death directly.

The sun in the woods gets dark quickly.

The two of them had just returned to the bamboo forest. It was just after five o'clock and it was getting dark.

After Jiang Yun gave Xiaobai something to eat, he lit a bonfire and boiled a pot of water.

After washing the Polygonum multiflorum leaves, pick a handful of young leaves, blanch them slightly in boiling water, take them out and drain them.

Chop the wild onions and wild garlic from the mountains and sprinkle them on top. Then add pepper powder, salt, dried chili powder, chicken essence, and MSG. After preparing these, burn some hot oil and pour it on top. Finally, pour some light soy sauce, mature vinegar and

Mustard oil.

After stirring evenly, take a bite. It is sour, spicy and fragrant. It is very appetizing. It is perfect to be used with porridge.

Jiang Yun cut a few pieces of Polygonum multiflorum, threw them into the pot with the rice and simmered over low heat.

He took advantage of the break of cooking porridge, stood up and stretched, and looked around, only to realize that Mr. Zhang had disappeared after preparing to dry the bamboo.

Dinner hasn't been eaten yet, where can one go?

Jiang Yun quickly took a flashlight and searched around. Finally, under a large locust tree, he saw Taoist Master Zhang half-kneeling on the ground, running around with a small medicine hoe.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and many fallen leaves in the forest were spinning with the wind.

The owl's cry came, and many water friends in the live broadcast room suddenly felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

"Damn it, what's going on with Mr. Zhang? Isn't he hit by something evil?"

"Hey, don't dare to talk nonsense. There are many taboos in the mountains. Let's not cause trouble for the two Taoist priests."

"This kind of scene cannot be seen during the day and cannot be avoided at night. It makes me feel numb."

"The locust tree is unlucky. It is a tree that traps ghosts. The owl is also unlucky. It is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist. Be careful, anchor!"

"Old Taoist Zhang's teachings are profound. His evil deeds are a bit outrageous. Do you think there is a corpse buried under the locust tree? Old Taoist wants to dig out the bones to remind him of the corpse?"

Jiang Yun looked at the various speculations made by the friends in the live broadcast room and said a little speechlessly: "We water friends in the live broadcast room don't want to be screenwriters, it is really too unfair."

"If you feel scared at night, you can recite the nine-character Taoist mantra twice more: Those who are facing a battle should march forward in formation."

"Don't make random guesses when it's okay. In most cases, people are scaring themselves."

After he finished speaking, he came behind Taoist Zhang Zhishun, patted his shoulder, and asked: "Mr. Zhang, you are not resting in the camp. What are you digging for here?"

Taoist Master Zhang's body trembled. His hair was disheveled and he turned back, picked up a large lump of something the size of a human head in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't rest, so I just want to walk around the camp."

"I walked under this locust tree, and my sixth sense told me there was something here, so I dug it up. Take a look, is it something good?"

(End of chapter)