"Please preach to Zhang Zhenren!"

This is a Taoist tradition, and etiquette cannot be abolished. Preaching is the same as teaching the Dharma, which is to help others solve their doubts......

Zhang Yifang announced the start of the sermon, and more than 300 people did not dare to slack off, bowed, and sat on the futon one after another.

These more than 300 people, except for Qingcheng Kunlun, as well as the Longhu Mountain Shenxiao Sect, have heard Zhang Daoran's preaching, and the rest of them have heard about it. It is full of yearning in his heart and full of expectation.

"Interesting..."The old man in the suit sitting in the corner with his eyes narrowed slightly: "Your sermon can attract so many people, everyone is full of expectations, I don't know what is the difference?

Zhang Daoran sat on the futon, Sanqingguan was simple, and did not build a high platform for preaching. Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged on the stone pier with the futon: "Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the law focuses on understanding. There is no way to go through the Dao Gate, and our generation of cultivators has opened up a broad road in front of them to set an example for future generations. ”

Zhang Daoran closed his eyes slightly: "Poor Dao preaches for nine days, once a day in the morning, and in the afternoon, all Taoist friends explain their Taoist inheritance. ”

"It's a good way, it's a very good way. The name is famous, and the name is very ......."

Zhang Daoran's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. At the beginning of the first sentence, the listener felt a shock in the air around him, and his body shook inexplicably. Then a hint of coolness entered the body. When climbing the mountain, the tiredness of the body is driven out of the body by the slightest trace of cool air entering the body.

The old man in the suit sitting in the corner, at the moment when Zhang Daoran opened his mouth to preach, a trace of horror finally appeared on his face: "Ordinary people preach, the Tao is mediocre and will not resonate." When a sage preaches, he has respect in his heart, but he also feels bored. The immortals preached and passed on Dafa, which made people feel that the trip was worthwhile. The sage preached, the Tao is as deep as the sea, the heavens and the earth are moved, and the aura is surging for it......"

"This is the preaching of the Holy One?"

The old man in the suit shook in his heart, and then the scenery in front of him changed. In the chaotic world, a giant holds a giant axe, steps on the green lotus, and a jade butterfly on his head, and draws out an axe, the chaotic world is divided into two, earth, water, wind and fire, and then it is born, the yin and yang of heaven and earth appear, and the five elements evolve immediately......

This is the opening of Pangu!

Immediately, the scenery in front of me changed, this is a world of immortals, and the scenery here cannot be described in words. Several barefoot, cloaked, white robes, crane-haired and childlike old men, stepping on nothingness, speaking obscure words in their mouths......

In the Sanqing view, everyone listens to the Tao, and everyone's perception is different, and the scenery they see is different. Everyone was immersed in the Dao Fa, and their faces were either sad or happy. Some people shouted, others wailed. Some people danced, some lay on the ground and rolled......

Immerse yourself in the Tao and enter a state of thinking, and everyone will not be able to sense the changes in the outside world, and they will interpret their own perceptions to the fullest.

The monk Xingming sitting on the futon had a struggle on his face and a hint of pain. As Zhang Daoran preached, Xingming felt like he had entered a Taoist temple. The Tao seems to be small, but it contains heaven and earth. It is full of strange-shaped listeners, some people, whether there are demons who have completely transformed into shapes, and there are also monks......

There was an old Taoist on a gimbal, and he was speaking in an extremely strange tone.

The scenery in front of him changed, and Xingming felt that he was in a world full of laws and rules. This is the world of Taoism, and Xingming feels that his soul is melting, and his perception is improving. Suddenly, the laws condensed, the rules took shape, and a Buddha statue appeared in front of him.

"Boom ......"

The Buddha statue shattered violently and re-transformed into a series of laws and rules. A loud voice came from the depths of the heart: "Buddha is the Tao...... Buddha is the ...... of the Tao"

Immediately, his consciousness was ethereal, and he clearly felt that he had his own mind, but he was uncontrollable, immersed in this Dao world. The rules of the Tao are transformed, and the Tao and Buddhism reflect each other. In the end, the Tao returns to the law, and the Dharma disappears into the formless.

And Zhang Daoran felt that his consciousness was fluttering, this time he did not deliberately suppress his feelings, but followed the explanation of the Dao Fa, and immersed himself in the Dao Fa. The body is fluttering, the consciousness is getting clearer and clearer, the starry sky in front of you, the universe is far away, and many changes are in full view.

Zhang Daoran felt that the stars in front of him could be touched, and he became infinitely large, and a star was like sand in his hand. Zhang Daoran felt that these stars would change with his mind, and he could give them life. Zhang Daoran looked at the void in front of him, his heart moved slightly, the sky full of stars and stars was shining and very dazzling.

Suddenly, Zhang Daoran felt that there were clouds in front of him, blocking the starlight, and with a wave of his hand, the clouds dispersed, and the starlight shone like a searchlight on a blue planet.

In the Sanqing Temple, countless starlight in the sky covers the sun's brilliance, shining on the Sanqing Temple and the island in the middle of the lake. The entire island in the middle of the lake is bathed in starlight. The grass and trees are originally lush and green, visible to the naked eye, and the branches and leaves are growing......

In a trance, Zhang Daoran felt that the scenery in front of him had changed again, and he seemed to be on the earth, and every move could trigger a landslide and tsunami. Words and deeds can determine the growth and life and death of living organisms.

Originally, in the sea of consciousness, there was only one human soul that was like a substance, and on the side of the human soul, a vague black shadow slowly took shape at this time. The dark shadow gradually turned earthy yellow, but it was blurry and it was difficult to see the face.

A trace of aura entered the body, poured into the sea of knowledge, entered the earthy yellow figure, and entered the human soul.

Zhang Daoran felt that the words of the sermon were only loud at first, and slowly the voice came out from the Taoist temple, spread all around the island in the middle of the lake, and slowly drifted into the distance.

The originally silent surface of the lake suddenly boiled, and in the lake, there were many swimming fish, large and small, swimming towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Beyond the lotus bushes, the dragon floated silently in the water, cocking its head. The old carp showed half of its body, and its mouth opened and closed.

On the wharf, there are no less than dozens of small boats, each with a villager on board, these villagers look up at the island in the middle of the lake, their mouths open, and the whole person is slightly sluggish. In a trance, these villagers felt like they had entered a fairyland. Zhang Daoran sat upright on the high platform and talked about Dafa. And their souls are sublimating, and their physical illnesses are disappearing.

The voice gradually became inaudible, and Zhang Daoran, who was sitting on the high platform, slowly blurred. The world was fading away, and the villagers felt that something was slowly being lost in their hearts. I couldn't help but lift my feet and stretch out a hand, trying to grasp this feeling.

"Puff ......"

Before the villagers knew it, they jumped into the water.

In the Sanqing Temple, more than 300 people who listened to the sermon felt that the voice of the sermon had disappeared, and the whole heart felt an indescribable discomfort. In the illusionary world, they incarnate into immortals, or incarnate into gods, with countless Taoism and unlimited magical powers. Suddenly, it was like falling from the realm of immortals to mortal dust, and changing again into ordinary people......

Xingming slowly opened his eyes, the scenery of the Taoist temple was still the same scene, but the Buddha statue that was originally sitting in his heart had disappeared.

In the corner, the old man in the suit slowly opened his eyes, tears rolling in his eyes: "In just a short period of Taoism, you can interpret thousands of worlds." From a mortal man, he became the god of creation. From the free immortals again, fall back into the red dust......"

"The ups and downs, temper the Dao heart, witness the immortal world, witness the eternal life......" The old man in the suit stood up unconsciously: "Daoyou Dade, poor Dao Hengkong, meet Daoist ......"