In the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran's face was pale, and sweat was like rain. The peachwood sword he held in his right hand was so heavy that he could barely hold it.

"The power of heaven and earth is so terrifying!"

Reverence for the Divine is the instinct of every human being, and the ascetic is no exception. Zhang Daoran has the awe of God in his heart, Zhang Daoran doesn't know, now that the gods are not visible, the miracles do not exist, there may be no gods on the earth, who is manipulating the will of heaven?

"Perhaps, providence is the law, it is the rule......"

Zhang Daoran took the last step with difficulty, and the peachwood sword in his hand was originally extremely light, but now it was a little difficult to hold. A trembling sword was pointed out and pointed at Li Daniu's dantian: "The acupuncture point reverses death and can be lived, and the dantian has qi to leave the darkness." ”

Zhang Daoran breathed a sigh of relief, this was the last sword pointed, and the reverse life turning Dao technique was finally completed.

"Is this against the sky?"

Zhang Daoran didn't know that with the profundity of the realm, Zhang Daoran felt that he was more and more jealous and awe-inspiring, so that his nature was suppressed, he was constrained in doing things, and he couldn't uphold his own heart.

It is said that cultivating immortals and preaching the Tao is a move against the sky, but under the rules of the law, since the cultivator took the first step, he has already done something against the sky. If cultivating immortals and attaining the Tao is against the sky, under the rules of the law, how can you be allowed to exist?

Zhang Daoran didn't see a cultivator in the true sense, and from the very beginning, he was groping for cultivation by himself. So much so that in the previous life, or in myths and legends, for the gods, for the cognition of the Dao of Heaven, the subconscious has some influence on Zhang Daoran's understanding of the Dao.

With the profundity of the realm and the slow exploration, Zhang Daoran believes that he will be able to find his own way. During this period, perhaps the original perception will be overturned, and new perceptions will arise, or contradictions, or continuations.

"Only the Taoist will truly understand what the Tao is......" Zhang Daoran had some enlightenment in his heart, and the Tao was a different perception of each realm: "The reversal of other people's lives by the Poor Dao before, including the resurrection of Li Daniu now, is a move against the heavens that the Poor Dao himself thinks." Now it seems that the poor way was misunderstood. ”

The gods do not exist, the gods do not appear, and the will of heaven is the rule and the law. The rules of law are all-encompassing, but they also exclude all. The path of cultivating immortals is like a wilderness full of traps, and you need to be careful not to fall into the traps. It seems to be a vast wilderness, but in fact, there is only an unclear path that can be passed. Cultivating immortals is like this, the rules of law are infinite, and there are only a few who can become immortals......

These traps are the tests of the laws and rules for the cultivators, and if they do not pass the test, they cannot live forever. These rejections are to remove the imperfections in the mind of the cultivator and make the heart pure.

As for the number of lives of the creatures in the world, they actually have a trajectory in the dark, and if they are modified casually, it will cause chaos in the world. It is the number of lives that cannot be changed, and the number of fortunes can affect the direction.

"This resurrection of the big cow, the poor path is a trap on the path of cultivation, and there is a deviation in the road ahead. And if you want to jump out of this trap and want to have a smooth path to cultivation, you should do less things like changing the number of human lives. ”

This should be a punishment, and there is no imaginary horror, Zhang Daoran put his mind at ease: "After the Sanqingguan preaches, the poor Dao should look for real Taoist friends, or cultivators with immortal cultivation qualifications, and they should also help." The world is vast, and only the poor Tao cultivates the truth, and it cannot confirm the path of cultivation. ”

"The big cow can be resurrected, but it's a pity that everything is back to square one. The spokesperson of music cultivated by the poor road has failed......"

Zhang Daoran thinks that he has no talent to defy the sky, no wisdom that can lead to enlightenment, and only "Huang Tingjing" can help Zhang Daoran continue to move forward. "Huang Tingjing" needs luck to open, looking for a spokesperson, and it is still necessary to obtain luck.

Looking at Li Daniu on the stretcher, under the illumination of the pillar of light, he slowly broke away from the ground and floated in the air three feet above the ground. A strong heartbeat began to revive, and the eyelids kept shaking.

Feeling that his legs were weak, Zhang Daoran realized that he had appeared outside the formation at some point. Hurriedly looked inward to check the dantian, the original rich aura in the dantian was almost absent at this time, and in the sea of knowledge, the human soul was not as solid as before, becoming transparent, trance-like, and there was a danger of breaking at any time.

"There is no so-called heavenly punishment, resurrecting the big cow, and the poor road is also a big injury. If you want to recover, it is impossible without three or five months. ”

A gust of wind blew, and Zhang Daoran felt a little cold on his body, this feeling had not appeared for a long time. looked at his body and found that his upper and lower robes were wet with sweat, and his hanging arms were still dripping with sweat.

Although his vitality was greatly damaged, Zhang Daoran also understood the essence of cultivation, understood the laws and rules, and gained both losses and gains.

The white column lasted for only a few seconds, and then slowly disappeared.

"Bang Bang ......"

The Big Dipper Seven Stars array eyes were laid around Li Daniu, and the talismans carved by the stones were shattered one by one. Lift the sand and gravel that buries it, and blast out the original shallow pit.

After the spell is cast, the formation has also completed its due role.

Pick up the phone and dial Li He's mobile phone number: "You guys go up the mountain......

......

At the foot of the mountain, the pressure of heaven and earth continued, and Fang Tongzhang was looking at the top of the mountain with a worried face. The light of the white pillar of light on the top of the mountain is very dazzling, brighter than the light of the sun, and the surrounding area of the island in the middle of the lake, under the shadow of this pillar of light, is like day.

Slowly, the white pillars of light faded away, and everything returned to calm.

The glare of the white pillar of light disappeared, and the night was vast, and the five people at the foot of the mountain seemed to be blind, and they couldn't see clearly when they stretched out their hands and shook in front of their eyes. The moment of light turns to darkness, this strong contrast makes it difficult to adapt.

"Teacher's spell casting?"

Zhang Fang tried hard to look at the top of the mountain, and had an urge to rush to the top of the mountain immediately.

"The teacher said, let us enter the Taoist temple, we can go in... What the hell is going on with the teacher?"

Under the glorious heavenly might, they also felt that the heavenly power was mighty at the foot of the mountain, and it was unbearable. Zhang Daoran is in Tianwei Center, I'm afraid it will be even more uncomfortable.

"Bell ......"

Li He's mobile phone rang, Li He took out his mobile phone, his eyes were a little stinging, he couldn't see the mobile phone screen clearly, when he connected the phone, and didn't see who it was, a slightly weak voice came from the other end of the phone: "You guys go up the mountain......

With a simple sentence, Li He's face was happy: "The Taoist chief wants us to go up the mountain......"

Zhang Fangfang was the first to rush out and went straight to the top of the mountain. Fang Tong was stunned and also rushed to the top of the mountain, and then Li He and the three of them also began to climb the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, Li He continued to go up the mountain, but Widow Zhang and the old village chief who were originally by his side disappeared. Li He sighed: "They still can't climb the mountain......"

Soon arrived at the Taoist Temple, Zhang Yifang entered the Taoist Temple, and Fang Tong Li He was not slow, and followed closely.

"Teacher ......"

In the Taoist temple, under the light, you can clearly see Zhang Daoran's face is pale, his Taoist robe is soaked, and he is still dripping with sweat. Although Zhang Daoran was as usual, with his hands behind his back and his face indifferent, he did not have the elegance of the past, and he looked very tired.

With a sour heart, Zhang Yifang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart: "The teacher hurt his vitality this time in order to save people!"

Zhang Daoran's appearance at this time, Fang Tong and Li He were also shocked when they saw it. This made Fang Tong think that when he was trying to save his grandfather, Zhang Daoran's miserable face: "Dao Chang saves people, he can't just shoot casually, every time he makes a move, he will be greatly injured, and he will pay a certain price!"

"The Taoist ......"

Several people looked at Li Daniu lying on the stretcher, his eyes were still closed, the scars on his face and forehead disappeared, and the original scalpel wounds disappeared all over his body. Not only that, Li Daniu was lying there, and a stick rose from between his legs.

"Take the big cow back, after an hour, you can wake ......up" Zhang Daoran looked at the sky, walked to the old peach tree, sat cross-legged on the stone pier, it was already midnight, Zhang Daoran needed to recover his vitality, and instructed Fang Tongdao: "You help Li He carry the big cow to the bottom of the mountain......"

"Da Niu is really alive?" Looking at Zhang Daoran, who had closed his eyes, in addition to Zhang Fangfang feeling taken for granted, Fang Tong Li Heshuang's eyes were full of awe: "This is the real resurrection of the dead!"

Li He Fangtong carried Li Daniu down the mountain, and Zhang Yifang was also sitting cross-legged on the stone pier to cultivate, at this time Zhang Daoran opened his eyes: "Yifang, do you think that the poor road is unfair, and there is resentment in your heart?"