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Chapter 261

: The world's change accident (please give me a monthly vote)

"Fellow Taoists, do you understand the human nature and the world?"

"The brainless Taoist Master Mo Yuan, the anchor is a person who respects the elderly and loves the young. I believe he will give in."

"I will never fall twice in the same pit. This time I will also choose Taoist Master Mo Yuan!"

"Although, but that, probably can't..."

"Wuwuwu, I just want to win once in this live room, why is it so difficult?"

The odds of betting between Jiang Yun and Taoist Master Mo Yuan were finally locked at 3 to 0.5:2.1, which can be said to be quite touching.

"Uncle Mo Yuan, Tai Chi is simple and the mind is exquisite, and it is easy to learn but difficult to practice. If we continue to fight like this, then when will we fight?"

"Boy, shut up. Thirty years ago, I lost a move with your master. Today we must be a part of the difference."

"I warn you not to keep one move, you must use all your strength, otherwise this matter will not be over." Taoist Master Mo Yuan said with a very serious expression.

The old man said this, but Jiang Yun didn't say much when he saw this.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to take this competition seriously, only half of his strength. He really disrespects people, so he should use 80% of his strength.

The two of them tried their best at the same time, and the strong wind blew by their side.

The two forces are hedging, and the yin and yang are retrograde. The dead branches and leaves that are originally sandwiched in the strong wind are stirred into pieces in the blink of an eye.

Taoist Master Mo Yuan had a calm expression, and he muttered while beating: "Tao follows nature, let it go."

"Don't complain, don't be confused, don't care, don't hesitate, life flows freely like a stream."

"The yin and yang energy in the human body are born to coexist, Hunyuan Qi is one, and the gas is connected in a perfect way."

...

The live broadcast room nodded repeatedly. Although they couldn't understand what they were saying, they were not clear about it.

"Master Mo Yuan is worthy of being a guardian of the Wudang Sect, and his strength is really extraordinary!"

"Friends, it seems that everyone's eyes are all sharp, and this betting is stable."

"Master Mo Yuan's face is expressionless. Look at our anchor, sweat is coming out of his forehead."

"Hahaha, Taoist priest is still too young, ginger is so hot after all!"

Jiang Yun was also secretly surprised. Uncle Mo Yuan was at least a master in the Qi training realm or even the Foundation Establishment realm.

Are he guiding me?

Until now, I still have 20% of my strength. It seems that I have disrespected my uncle. It seems that I should take full advantage of it.

My heart is to the Tao, and the Tao is me, and I am the Tao, transcending external things, and the Tao follows the mind.

Come on anger!

Jiang Yun drained the spiritual power in his body at one time. He inputted all the spiritual energy into the seven meridians and eight meridians, and tried his best to improve his physical condition, and then began to fight against Taoist Master Mo Yuan.

Three seconds later.

Plop!

Taoist Master Mo Yuan suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes closed, his whole body was sweating profusely, and he had no reaction at all.

This, is this?

The water friends in the live broadcast room exploded on the spot.

Damn, no, is the old Taoist priest trying to deal with the porcelain?

Jiang Yun pulled out a trace of spiritual power, checked Taoist Master Mo Yuan's body, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his head and explained helplessly to the water friends in the live broadcast room: "Dear laymen, there was a small accident in our live broadcast room for a while."

"Uncle Mo Yuan is old and just played pushing hands with me, so he was exhausted and fainted temporarily. Now I want to take him into the room to rest."

"Today's live broadcast ends here. See you tomorrow, and beg you."

After Jiang Yun settled the betting, he left the broadcast and put away the drone.

The fans in the live broadcast room looked at each other, and suddenly everyone felt something was wrong.

"Damn, did I lose?"

"It's over, Taoist priest's human relationship has turned into an accident, and I've lost everything."

"Friends of Taoist, I seriously suspect that Taoist Master Mo Yuan is an actor, and I have enough evidence!"

"It's a loss to lose everything, this live broadcast room is toxic."

"No, I want to boil water in the pot and stew the anchor in the fryer to relieve my hatred!"

Taoist Master Mo Yuan was just an ordinary exhausted coma. As long as he went back to his room to rest for one night, he would be fine.

Jiang Yun also specially used his spiritual energy to take care of his body.

That afternoon.

Zhao Bingbing left Wudang Mountain with the camera crew of Hubei TV.

Before she left, she specially added Jiang Yun’s WeChat, saying that she would have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

Because Jiang Yun's popularity on the entire network has always been high, the kung fu documentary filmed today also came with a trailer in the form of live broadcast.

As a result, before the documentary was cut out, it became a hot search on major platforms by taking advantage of the popularity.

As soon as the leaders of Hubei TV decided to take the opportunity to launch a series of programs, they even thought about the content.

Using live broadcast, Jiang Yun is the protagonist, he goes into science and reveals various supernatural events.

All the female ghosts in red, the charming fairy, the old house in the deep mountains, etc. will be arranged. The ratings of the program will definitely skyrocket.

"Reporter Bingbing, then we are destined to see each other again. By the way, if you want to use the live broadcast content of my live broadcast room for your documentary, remember to pay me the copyright fee." Jiang Yun specifically reminded.

Zhao Bingbing rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "Don't worry, copyright must be indispensable. Taoist priest, just remember to pay taxes."

"Just, I am not the kind of person who evades taxes. Abide by laws and regulations and pays taxes on time. That is the obligation you should fulfill as a citizen!"

After Jiang Yun saw Zhao Bingbing and others away, he took Xiaobai to the Wudang cafeteria for lunch.

Each person and one fox, eating and drinking, played small games in the room to cultivate feelings.

This play is late at night.

I have to say that Xiaobai, the Arctic fox, has good physical strength and is full of energy.

The next day.

After Jiang Yun got up, he took out the piece of Shouyang Mountain copper spirit, climbed the Yinsheng Peak, and went to visit Master Mo Yuan to complete the last purpose of the trip.

Early in the morning, the old man's physical strength was good. Facing the sunrise, his waist was as straight as loose and he started to practice Tai Chi.

Jiang Yun said to the water friends in the live broadcast room with a look of emotion: "Dear laymen, this day's plan is in the morning. Look at my uncle Mo Yuan and a centenarian, who are still practicing!"

"Compared with him, we are all young people, we are all slumped in bed and can't get up all day, and we always check in at work. What do you think?"

The water friends in the live broadcast room began to shout for justice.

"Master, you have to say this based on your conscience!"

"I am a programmer and work overtime every day. Where can I get the time to exercise?"

"Working overtime every day on weekdays, and my wife wants to kill me on weekends. She always goes into the house and everyone is exhausted. How can I exercise?"

"The plan for one day is in the morning. I just trained my waist with my wife [Funny]."

"Master Mo Yuan is a cultivator of immortals. I am an ordinary person. What can I compare with others?"

"Sit down and discuss the Tao, carry the yin and embrace the yang, and think it is weak in the qi. This is what my wife and I exercise in the morning."

When Jiang Yun saw the water lovers in the live broadcast room start driving, he shook his head helplessly, then shouted at the top of the mountain: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Uncle Mo Yuan, good morning!"

When Taoist Master Mo Yuan saw Jiang Yun taking Xiaobai up the mountain, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
Chapter completed!
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