I am against feudal superstition, so I light incense on my midnight rice!

Chapter 5 Tianshui fortune teller Zhao Duan, the threat from the charlatan!

[After deducting 8,000 shock points, the eight Soul-Nourishing Pills have been placed in the system space.]

Jiang Chen moved his mind and a jade bottle suddenly appeared in his palm. When he opened the bottle, a burst of fragrance immediately spread into the room.

"One Soul-Enriching Pill can increase the golden light by one year, while eight pills can increase the golden light by eight years."

Jiang Chen swallowed eight Soul-Enriching Pills in one gulp without any hesitation.

For a moment, a warm energy flowed through his body and eventually merged with the golden light in his dantian.

The golden light in the dantian became even brighter, as dazzling as the sun.

When Jiang Chen did not use the Golden Light Curse, the golden light in his body wandered through the meridians throughout his body, hidden in his body and invisible.

"The golden light increased by eight years in an instant, and the total golden light has reached eighteen years. My physical strength has also increased significantly."

Jiang Chen waved his fists twice.

Two sounds of breaking air were heard in the room.

"The force of my punch is probably around 800 to 900 kilograms. Even Tyson would be beaten into a pulp by me."

Being able to fight is equivalent to being able to withstand a beating.

This is the power that Jiang Chen has not activated the Golden Light Curse. If he activates the Golden Light Curse, his strength may be over 1,500 kilograms.

The Golden Light Mantra, also known as the Golden Light Divine Mantra, is one of the eight divine mantras of Taoism. It has many magical uses, and protecting the body is the most basic one.

The most powerful thing is that the Golden Light Mantra can stabilize the mind and soul, and the golden light it emits has a restraining effect on all strange energies.

When the Golden Light Mantra reaches a certain level of proficiency, it can even transform into a golden light weapon to fight the enemy according to thoughts.

Because the Golden Light Mantra can be practiced, Jiang Chen does not need to practice other skills. He only needs to activate the golden light to replace spiritual power.

Jiang Chen got up from the bed and stood naked in the room, muttering some incantation and starting to chant the Golden Light Curse.

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of Wan Qi.

I have cultivated extensively for hundreds of millions of kalpas to prove my magical powers.

Within and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is supreme.

There is golden light in my body, reflecting my body! "

Jiang Chen only opened his mouth slightly, but his voice was as loud and deep as a bell, full of righteousness. His voice was as loud and deep as a bell, and it exuded a righteous aura that made people feel awe when they heard it.

The golden light surged inside his body and flowed on his body surface. Because it was daytime, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see the golden light on Jiang Chen's body.

A powerful force filled my whole body.

Although the golden light in his body was constantly being consumed, there was no problem in maintaining the golden light spell for half an hour.

Jiang Chen moved his mind and the golden light disappeared from his body, and everything returned to normal.

Only then did he pick up his phone and start looking at it.

Although the feudal superstition of lighting incense at midnight was dispelled last night, there are still many people who do not believe it and think that he is just putting on a show and it is all for show effect.

Just as Jiang Chen guessed.

His live broadcast content last night was highly searched, with mixed reviews, most of which were mocking and even cursing him.

Of course there are many people who support him.

At this point his private messages had exploded.

"Master, are you broadcasting live tonight?"

"Master, your live broadcast is quite good. Do you want to sign a contract with KunKun Media?"

"Master, do you dare to dance on a grave?"

Jiang Chen smiled disdainfully when he saw the private message. Dancing on graves wasn't some kind of feudal superstition. Many people had done such foolish things when they were young and ignorant. But the next moment, he found an interesting private message.

This was commented by a man named Tianshui Fortune Teller.

"Kid, stop with the show effects. There are some things you can't get involved with. If you persist, you will bear the consequences!"

"Heh~" Jiang Chen smiled disdainfully

Then I gently clicked on this person's homepage, which was full of video clips of him fortune-telling for others. It seemed that he was a half-baked person.

Even the Taoist temples haven't joined, so you can barely be considered a charlatan.

When Jiang Chen started the live broadcast, he knew that he would take advantage of these people's cake. After all, he broke the feudal superstitions. No one believed in these things anymore. How could they cheat people out of their money?
Of course, there are some people with real abilities, but nowadays the world is in chaos because of those charlatans.

Once these charlatans can tell you something that suits your personality and daily life and is somewhat relevant to you, then it will be easy to deal with. Just give them the money.

Jiang Chen used to disdain these charlatans, and now that he has successfully cultivated, he is even less concerned about them.

As for these old men, he will do whatever work they want no matter how many come.

Moreover, his live broadcast is bound to the system, so no one can ban his live broadcast.

Jiang Chen ignored him and walked out of the room with his phone. He used the system's camera to shoot a video, which was also the first time he showed his face.

"Hello everyone, I am Jiang Chen, Taoist name 'Daoxuan Zhenren', and the current head of the Demon Suppression Temple. See you tonight at 11:30. I will collect another feudal superstition and lead you into science."

The video is very simple, serving as a preview and introduction.

As soon as the video was released, his fans received the message the next second.

Half an hour later, the video posted by Jiang Chen became a hot topic.

In just half an hour, the number of likes reached a staggering 300,000, and various data were rising wildly. News like a certain Kun's scandal and a certain rock musician's concert were all pushed down.

Jiang Chen could be said to have saved Brother Kun's life in a disguised way.

The comments below are one after another.

Among them is the "Tianshui Fortune Telling".

"Do you dare to find a country road, walk thirteen steps at midnight, and call out your own name with each step? Do you dare to take it?" (13,000 likes)

"Holy crap! I guessed the Taoist priest was young, but I didn't expect him to be so young, and he's the head of a Taoist temple!" (9,000 likes)
"Master Jiang is so young, he should be in good physical condition. Stop doing this live broadcast. Do you want to come to Shanghai and follow me?" (7,000 likes)
Jiang Chen was originally thinking about what program to prepare for the evening, but he didn't expect that Tianshui Fortune Telling would be so kind as to recommend it to him.

Jiang Chen would naturally not let his efforts go to waste, and he replied to him.

"Wait."

Seeing Jiang Chen's reply, these people became even more excited. They could watch the live broadcast content again in the evening. Although it was a bit scary, it was exciting.

On the other side, in Yun City, in an unknown alley, there is a fortune-telling shop.

A man with shifty eyes and a haggard face, his body hunched, as if he were burdened with an unspeakable secret. His hair was a mess, like a tangle of weeds. His face was sallow.

His thin lips were always slightly raised, with a strange and unpredictable smile.

He was wearing a tattered robe that hung loosely on his body, making him look even more wretched. He looked completely devoid of integrity, like a half-baked charlatan.

But the more this happens, the more difficult it seems to deal with him, and he looks like someone with real ability.

At this time, Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes, pinched his hands constantly, and looked like he was in a trance.

In front of him sat a middle-aged woman respectfully, and next to the woman stood a somewhat handsome young man, who looked at the "master" with caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

The woman sitting there looked a little nervous.

She was waiting for Zhao Duan's answer.

(End of this chapter)