Chapter 322 Live broadcast of the Heavenly Tribulation (please give me a monthly ticket)

When Taoist Master Mo Yuan learned the cause of the incident, just because of Yimu, he sighed helplessly and then called his apprentice.

This year, the Wudang Sect will plant two acres directly, otherwise the heart of its mascot will be abducted by Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, after visiting relatives, many people from all over the village would choose to go to Taoist temples to watch incense sticks.

Different people go to different Taoist temples. The villages near Tianyuan Taoist temple are basically here.

Jiang Yun and his master stood at the door of the Taoist temple, greeting everyone with a smile.

Taoist Master Chisong smiled very happily because at this time of year, many people donated incense money.

Although the total amount is not large, it is a considerable amount of money added up, at least two months of meals.

For five dollars, you can take photos at will, and for ten dollars, you can get blessings from an expert.

For twenty yuan, you can buy a pair of calligraphy and paintings from experts. For fifty yuan, it is amazing. You can tell fortunes in person.

As for one hundred yuan, it is outside the gate, and it is usually a child-loving person, and it will be donated only.

The water friends in the live broadcast room watched Taoist Master Chisong welcome guests with his own eyes with a smile on his face at the door of the Taoist temple. He received him at noon, and many people's views were broken.

"Well, you can take photos for five dollars, it's so cheap!"

"Master Achimoto's value is really low, which makes people feel distressed."

"Tianyuan Taoist Temple is really good at quality and cheap, no wonder it has always been a single lineage."

"I just want to know, how to ask for a child for one hundred yuan?"

"I want a calligraphy and painting to donate money online!"

[Successor of the Sixteen Characters of Yin and Yang] Reward a treasure map with a message: "Master Chisong, I'm going to the Wudang Sect, can we join the photo together?"

A large group of people started to give gifts.

When Jiang Yun took the time to watch the barrage, he found out and asked about his master's attitude.

"Good disciples, what do they mean by the treasure maps they brushed, Tiger Teeth No. 1, Magic Book, Nebula Warship, etc."

"I have been away for three years. After I come back this time, I feel that I can't keep up with the development of the times." Taoist Master Chisong asked in confusion.

When he disappeared for eighteen years, the live broadcast industry was not as popular as it is now, so it was a bit incomprehensible.

"Master, you have money." Jiang Yun said concisely.

"Just be rich, just have money. All the lay Buddhists in my apprentice's live broadcast room, the old Taoist welcomes everyone to visit Tianyuan Taoist Temple."

"Planning photos, blessings, asking for calligraphy and paintings, fortune-telling, and fortune-telling. As for asking for a child, my good disciple will be responsible for this business for the time being."

"If you need a female lay Buddhist, you can contact him. You can chat in private. Praying for a child consumes energy. The old Taoist I am old and I really can't do that job." Taoist Master Chisong said with a smile.

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

"Master, are you doing this business of seeking a child?"

"Good guy, good guy, Officer Jiang Dajiang warned!"

"I just want to know how to seek Dharma, whether it is just right or not."

"Uh...【Funny】, Taoist priest, can you take care of a child business for a year?"

Jiang Yun looked dark, and he explained helplessly: "Dear female laymen, don't think about it."

"The family-seeking business of Tianyuan Dao Temple is to carry out comprehensive treatment through three methods: acupuncture, massage and traditional Chinese medicine, which really consumes people's energy and spirit."

"In fact, it's just treating infertility. I'm not responsible for this business for the time being. Don't send private messages. My background has already exploded."

Taoist Master Chisong laughed beside him.

In the afternoon, there were fewer people coming to Taoist temple.

After the meal, the few people lit incense for the Sanqing Patriarch and started chatting in front.

As he chatted, Taoist Master Chisong's face changed. He immediately stood up and headed straight for Zixiao Peak.

Jiang Yun looked puzzled, and he followed his master and chased after him.

Because of the gap in cultivation, when several people arrived at the foot of Zixiao Peak, Taoist Chisong had already climbed the mountain.

At this moment, the top of the mountain was covered with dark clouds, and dozens of flashing lightning flashes were mixed in the middle.

"Damn it, beast, why did you break through again?" Taoist Master Mo Yuan looked at the top of the mountain with complicated eyes.

The old Taoist Master Zhang Zhishun lowered his voice and asked, "Boy, the wish your master made this morning is to improve his cultivation level."

"Tell me the truth, is this the one you made from?"

Jiang Yun didn't even think about it and shook his head. He couldn't admit such a thing even if he was beaten to death.

He also lowered his voice and asked, "Old Zhang, what was your wish in the morning?"

"I want to find a successor this year to fully inherit my medical skills. Today's traditional Chinese medicine talents have withered, and this wish is probably difficult to realize."

Jiang Yun looked at Taoist Master Mo Yuan again and asked in a low voice: "Senior Mo Yuan, what was your wish this morning?"

"The Wudang Sect's Taoism is endless and growing in prosperity."

After hearing this, Jiang Yun felt relieved. The wish made by these two seniors was very reasonable and not that outrageous.

He looked up at the top of the mountain, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything.

Master, more or less, is a bit outrageous.

The drone tried to fly to Zixiao Peak and take a close shot of the tribulation scene.

However, the thunder tribulation is too heavy, and the shock wave caused by lightning strikes is too powerful, so you can't take any useful pictures.

The fans in the live broadcast room were all shocked.

"Is this a thunder struck by the sky, or is it overcoming the heavenly tribulation?"

"I seriously suspect that the anchor is using the thunder technique below and is striking his own master."

"Fellow Taoist, please put away your persecution paranoia. The Taoist priest did not recite the mantra or pinch the magic tricks. How could he summon the thunder magic?"

"Which immortal is here to overcome the tribulation? Can you take me for a walk?"

"Master Chisong is my true friend. He is here to overcome the tribulation and other mortals, so don't talk nonsense!"

"Some time ago, scientists proved that our solar system has entered a photon layer, and I suspect that the revival of spiritual energy has begun."

"It's outrageous. Before I got the practice of the exercises, others started to overcome the tribulation [cover the face]."

[Under the supervision, this live broadcast room is broadcasting banned content, and the live broadcast room has been sealed. Contact the anchor and actively modify it]

Jiang Yun’s live broadcast room was blocked again.

However, it is no longer important to seal it or not, because at the same time as it was sealed, the heavenly tribulation above Zixiao Peak had stopped.

Before the dark clouds could rise, Jiang Yun and others quickly went up the mountain.

The peaks, which are usually beautiful, are now in chaos, with nine large black pits on the ground, with charred bottoms and blue smoke curling.

Taoist Master Chisong mysteriously disappeared again. He really couldn't see anyone in his life or a corpse in his death. He didn't even have a piece of clothes left.

Jiang Yun's expression was dull. He really didn't expect that the lucky dumpling could really send the master who had just returned.

Is this the soul scattered and the corpse is gone, or has it ascended again?

"Fellow Daoist Chisong, is he ascending again?" Taoist Master Mo Yuan complained.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun nodded and said seriously: "It should be that he ascended again. The situation this time is exactly the same as when he left last time."

"Boy, think about it, your master may be back in a few years."
Chapter completed!