Speaking of spiritual veins, Zhang Daoran's heart throbbed: "Whether the spiritual veins are psychic or not, it seems that the dream seems to be false and true, and there is really a spiritual vein, which is the key to determining whether a cultivator can enter the Dao!"

was in a trance, and the old Taoist priest had already come to his side. Stretched out a hand and placed it on the top of Zhang Daoran's head. Feeling a warm air flow in his mind, but he retreated at the first touch, and the old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Daoran with a strange face: "It's weird, the old Taoist can't see through, can't guess through, there are such strange people in life... Obviously dead, why do you exist in the world, and if you are free, why are you trapped by yourself?"

Zhang Daoran was shocked, and his heart was full of surprise. Just as he was about to ask, the old Taoist priest had already come behind him, and stretched out one hand to Huang Lixin.

Huang Lixin hadn't recovered from the old Taoist priest's words just now, one hand reached over, and instinctively shrank his head to dodge. The old Taoist priest was surprised: "The opportunity is in the hand to avoid it, and the immortal fate has passed away without knowing it." Let's go, don't look at it......"

"I'm not married..."

Huang Lixin came back to his senses, and he heard the three exclamations of the old Taoist priest, and subconsciously came out. The words have been spoken, Huang Lixin himself was also a little surprised, habitually taking advantage of others verbally, glanced at the old Taoist, Huang Lixin showed a smile on his face: "Old Taoist, it's not me who took advantage of you, it was you who rushed to the door..."

Zhang Daoran shook his head, and the old Taoist priest didn't care: "Laymen like to take advantage of others, although it is verbal, you also need to pay attention, I don't know that there will be a disaster if I don't know how to converge......"

Huang Lixin is half a god stick, when he heard the old Taoist priest's words, his face was shocked, and then he smiled: "Since the old Taoist has seen it, I don't know if it can be resolved?"

"Accumulate virtue under the mouth, and you can accumulate blessings. Driven by faith, driven by good deeds. ”

The old Taoist priest said, looked at Zhang Daoran, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, what the old Taoist said is right?"

Zhang Daoran was slightly shocked in his heart, and he had already realized that this was a master of cultivation. His face stiffened and squeezed out a wry smile: "Old Daoist, I can't tell now, I am now Zhuang Zhou Mengdie or Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou." However, the old Taoist elder just said bluntly, helping my friend find a way to resolve the disaster, and he is not afraid that the rules of the law will come to the world and the heavenly way will punish him?"

The old Taoist priest still had a smile on his face: "My generation cultivates the Tao, cultivates freely, cultivates leisurely, and seeks eternal life." Regardless of his Heavenly Dao, the authentic Dao is still humane, and the old Dao only cultivates my Dao. It is not restricted by the Dao, not trapped by the Dharma, but only driven by the heart. I see and I say I see, I don't see, I say I can't see. To be enlightened is to be enlightened, and to be unenlightened is not to be enlightened. I think right is right, and I think wrong is wrong. My way is in me, I am free, why bother with the collapse of heaven and the darkness of the road. Humanity is not my way, my way is in my heart......"

Zhang Daoran felt that at this moment, his soul seemed to be about to float away from his body, and a flash of spiritual light flashed, and then disappeared. The big stone blocked in my heart seemed to be lightened a lot. The whole body is comfortable, and it is as light as it is floating.

"Old Daoist, I cultivate my Dao, but after all, it is still the Dao, driven by my own heart, but the power of heaven descends into the world, the laws and rules are condensed, the way of heaven is in the world, and the punishment is lowered, how to avoid it?"

What the old Taoist priest said, Zhang Daoran seemed to have an understanding, but he felt a mess again.

"My Tao is in my heart, I am the Tao, the Tao does not distinguish between strong and weak, existence is the Tao. If you cultivate your Dao and be able to cultivate successfully, you will be recognized by the Dao as being comfortable in the Three Thousand Dao Dharma. The Tao is not the way of heaven, not the great way, nor the humane way, the Tao is the source. You cultivate your way, you are afraid of the way of heaven, you put your way under the way of heaven, and your way is no longer your way, but the way of heaven. The Heavenly Dao was originally one of the three thousand avenues, and the will of the Heavenly Dao existed, so the heavens and the earth were stable and orderly. If you are under the Heavenly Dao, you think that what you do will be punished, and the Heavenly Dao acquiesces, so naturally there is a punishment to descend into the world......"

These words are very winding, Huang Lixin's brows are tightened, and his face is confused: "What you said, it's more winding than a tongue twister, I feel confused." ”

The old Taoist priest shook his head, and the smile on his face became stronger: "If the layman understands, it is not the Tao......"

Zhang Daoran Sanqingguan cultivated the Dao in his heart, so naturally he couldn't understand it, and he was a little confused: "The old Taoist said, my Dao, can I go hand in hand with the Heavenly Dao?"

The old Taoist priest nodded, and shook his head again: "My Tao is in my heart, and my Tao has just appeared, and I need to learn from it, and I need to understand it, and I need to improve my Tao as the Tao." ”

"Old Daoist, then, do you see my illness......"

Zhang Daoran had a hope in his heart, this is to meet a master, a real master.

"The spiritual veins are blocked, and the spiritual energy is difficult to survive. The Tao is not passed, and the exercises are not followed. Since Daoist friends are not in this world, why should they be nostalgic for this body?" The old Taoist priest turned around and left, without the slightest pause, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and a faint voice came: "You say, I say, everything is the way." You say the law, I say the law, and everything is the law. I am a leisurely traveler in my cultivation, and I am a witness to immortality in my enlightenment. My way should be preached by the world, so that the truth can be eternal. ”

"Chance is not my chance, and chance is not your chance. I give you ** to listen, the magic of the Tao can be passed on. The spiritual veins are difficult to pass through and difficult to enter, so why bother to seek fate or not......"

The mountain road was silent, and Zhang Daoran was shocked to find that the appearance of the old Taoist priest seemed to have not been noticed by the tourists who came over. Even the appearance of the old Taoist priest, standing in front of the tourists, the tourists did not notice. Zhang Daoran had some feelings and was a little confused: "Is this the old way that appears in my heart, or the old way that exists in reality?"

"Xiao Ranzi, have you met an immortal?"

Huang Lixin exclaimed and swallowed his saliva: "Doesn't that mean that I really have a disaster?"

Huang Lixin's face was a little frightened, he suddenly raised his slap, fell hard, and finally retracted it with strength, and gently stroked his face: "You stinky mouth, how much trouble have you caused, and you don't know how to converge?"

Zhang Daoran was very speechless, Huang Lixin said at the beginning that he carried a lot of black pots for Zhang Daoran, but in fact, the fact is that in four years of college, Zhang Daoran helped Huang Lixin carry a lot of black pots. Huang Lixin's mouth is unforgiving, he doesn't take advantage of it, and his mouth is sometimes very damaged, which offends many people.

"If you slap this slap, you may be able to avoid the disaster, but unfortunately, you cherish your face too much......" Zhang Daoran was in a much more relaxed mood: "Let's go......"

"That's not right!" Huang Lixin suddenly stretched out a hand and pinched Zhang Daoran's face: "It's hard, it's really hard, Xiao Ranzi, you're ...... hard."

Zhang Daoran wanted to slap it over, but his arms were fractured, and it was difficult to expand and contract freely. The tourists around all looked strange, but Huang Lixin didn't notice it, with horror on his face: "He said you are dead, but you are still alive, and now you are stiff, Xiao Ranzi, let me see if your neck was bitten by a zombie doctor, should you become a zombie......

Zhang Daoran sighed helplessly: "Have you ever seen such a miserable zombie?"

The limbs were broken and the body stiffened because of nerve necrosis, muscle stiffness, and began to atrophy. The words of the old Taoist priest are obvious, he is a dying person. But Huang Lixin is half a god stick, and his imagination is very rich.

"If I were a zombie, I'd be the first to bite you. ”

Glaring at Huang Lixin angrily, Zhang Daoran said, "Send me home......"

Huang Lixin shook his head, the shock on his face did not dissipate, and he did not push Zhang Daoran down the mountain, but carefully checked Zhang Daoran's neck and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there was no bite... It's really weird, as far as I know, zombies are not in the Five Elements, Heaven does not tolerate it, and the underworld does not accept it. Xiao Ranzi, you are a zombie, bite me and I will admit it......"

"You can leave now......"

Zhang Daoran felt speechless.

Huang Lixin suddenly smiled: "Xiao Ranzi, I'm in a better mood this time." ”

Zhang Daoran nodded, a little moved in his heart: "Thank you, little yellow ......"

Pushing Zhang Daoran, under the strange gazes of the surrounding tourists, the smile on Huang Lixin's face disappeared: "That old Taoist priest is obviously a capable person, he said that Xiao Ranzi is dead, but he is still alive, what does he mean?"