In the courtyard, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong sat under the old peach tree. Hengkong watched the "Shangqing Fu Baolu" given to him by Zhang Daoran, and Zhang Daoran read the "Book of Laws". Hengkong seemed to have realized something, and kept this action for a long time. Zhang Daoran was in the law, and he also sat motionless on the stone pier.

In the courtyard, only Zhuoer Duoduo was watching You Yixiu write, and under Zhang Daoran's teaching, You Yixiu's handwriting was very beautiful. With envy on his face, Drow Duoduo watched very seriously.

In the morning, Mengxi went up the mountain, sat in the shrine at this time, and did not come out for a long time. No one is paying attention, they are all doing their own thing.

At noon, when You Yixiu and others thought that the reporter would not come, there was a noise outside the Taoist temple. With a hula, dozens of people poured into the Taoist temple. Suddenly, the flashing lights were dazzling, and more than a dozen male and female reporters with microphones glanced at the courtyard of the Taoist temple. Zhang Daoran was dressed in a Taoist robe, very young, but in his twenties. Hengkong is dressed in ordinary sportswear and has short hair, not like a Taoist priest.

In the courtyard, Zhuoer Duoduo is also dressed in sportswear, only You Yixiu looks old, looking eighty or ninety years old. You Yixiu wears a Taoist robe, like a moral master.

These reporters directly surrounded You Yixiu: "Dao Chief, are you the master of the Sanqing Temple?"

"Daoist, are you practicing calligraphy? I heard that the cultivator is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Cheng Wuhui has lived here for a while, is his fame related to the Sanqingguan?"

"Dao Chief, Sanqingguan is located in a remote area and the transportation is inconvenient, what do you rely on to make a living?"

"Is Cheng Yiyan your disciple who learned kung fu here? I heard that the kung fu superstar Fang Tong is a disciple of Sanqingguan, and Tai Chi was spread here, who created Tai Chi?"

The reporter leaned closer, and the photographer behind hurriedly followed, and the flash turned on, making You Yixiu a little unable to open his eyes. After living for fifty or sixty years, You Yixiu saw this kind of battle for the first time, and his heart was surprised and seemed a little unnatural.

With a wry smile, You Yixiu said: "Lay people, the poor Dao is only the second disciple of the Sanqing Guanguan Advocate Zhenren, not the Guanzhuo. If you interview the Lord, there will be ...... Lord."

You Yixiu pointed to Zhang Daoran under the old peach tree and said, "Everyone, you still have to do your homework, please feel free." ”

You Yixiu was a little overwhelmed, and he was afraid that he would say the wrong thing, and the master would blame himself.

The flash immediately stopped flashing, and a reporter was a little curious, glanced at You Yixiu, and then at the two people sitting under the old peach tree, and hurriedly ran to the old peach tree with the microphone: "Excuse me, which one is Zhang Zhenren?"

Knowing that You Yixiu was difficult to deal with, Zhang Daoran had already returned to reality from the ocean of laws when the reporter entered the Taoist temple. The reporter asked, Zhang Daoran stood up, clasped his hands into fists and saluted slightly: "Poor Daoist Zhang Daoran is the master of Sanqing Guanguan." ”

Seeing Zhang Daoran's deity, the reporter immediately asked: "Zhang Zhenren, may I ask you that you look young, your disciple is already eighty or ninety years old, are you profound in your exercises, rejuvenated, or ......?"

"Zhang Zhenren, is Cheng Wuhui the music he learned here to succeed?"

"What about Cheng Yiyan, he is not in the Taoist Temple?"

"Zhang Zhenren, are you a martial arts master? Tai Chi was passed on by you. ”

The flash light turned on, Hengkong slipped away quietly, Zhang Daoran's face was indifferent, and he didn't react to the flash. The reporter asked nonsense, and Zhang Daoran shook his head: "There are too many questions from the laymen, and they all come to ask questions, but the poor Dao didn't hear them clearly." ”

"The poor Tao lives outside the red dust, and he is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, and the poor road in the red dust world is not clear. Zhang Daoran raised his eyelids: "Cheng Wuhui has lived here for a while. During that time, Cheng Wuhui had nowhere to go, so he lived here for a period of time, devoted himself to the study of quyi, and finally achieved something. Cultivators are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, modern pop music, and cultivators will not delve into it......"

"As for Taijiquan, Fang Tongju has lived here for a period of time, and his wisdom has been greatly opened, and he has created his own Taiji, which has nothing to do with Sanqingguan...... The cultivators of the Three Qingguan Sects concentrate on cultivating the Tao and do not practice martial arts. As for Cheng Yiyan, as a poor disciple, he came back for a trip......" Zhang Daoran glanced at You Yixiu, with a smile on his face: "There is no order to learn, and the master is the teacher." The relationship between mentor and apprentice is also a mentor and a friend, regardless of age......"

Zhang Daoran's answer, more than a dozen reporters naturally did not believe it. Shaking his head secretly, a male reporter asked: "Zhang Zhenren is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, but the location here is remote, and he doesn't know what to rely on to survive? I heard that cultivators pursue wealth and law, and they can't become enlightened without wealth, how did the Sanqingguan solve it?"

The reporter said, unintentionally seeing Mengxi coming out of the shrine, his face full of curiosity, and asked: "The monks are pure in the six roots, I don't know how there are female monks in the Sanqing Temple? Isn't it a bit ......?"

"Yin and yang are all Tao, men are dry, and women are kun. This is the nephew of the poor Taoist teacher, the head of the Qingzhai Taoist ...... Lu Jingdao, the head of the Daoist " Zhang Daoran glanced at the male reporter: "The layman is obviously prejudiced against the Daomen, and the layman is afraid of what he thinks in his heart. This is the view of the layman, lay people can go to check the information by themselves or go around by themselves to see, the world Taoist temple, the main road and the Kun Tao mixed people are countless. The cultivator is dedicated to the Tao, and the cultivator has the whole truth and the oneness. All sincerity and single-mindedness are for the cultivation of the ordained Tao. Most of the people who live in the fire can marry wives and have children......"

"Cultivators are dedicated to the Tao and gather to discuss the Fa, which is originally a way to get rid of dust, so why should they be prejudiced?"

Zhang Daoran's words made the male reporter a little ashamed, but when he heard Zhang Daoran say that he could marry a wife and have children, his eyes lit up: "Can Zhang Zhenren marry a wife?"

"Taoism is fateful, and the poor Taoist is dedicated to the Tao, far away from the red dust. The Three Qingguan of the Poor Dao is somewhat similar to the Zhengyi, and if the Poor Dao has the fate of a cultivator, it will naturally not reject the fate. If the disciples of the poor Dao sect are dedicated to the Tao, the poor Dao will teach them the method of cultivation. If the heart is in the red dust, the poor path allows it to live in the fire and cultivate, and allows it to be free and pursued. ”

"Zhang Zhenren, I heard that Sanqingguan is covered by a formation, and we can only go up the mountain if we are fated, I don't know if we are all destined people?"

Zhang Daoran's eyes closed slightly, and he smiled slightly: "The fate is hard to say, since the laymen have already climbed the mountain, whether the formation is there or not, don't the laymen already have the answer in their hearts?"

"Zhang Zhenren, I heard that the spring water is magical, a bowl of spring water relieves fatigue, just like holy water, it is rumored that it can also cure some diseases, do we have a fate, can we give it a try?"

The smile on Zhang Daoran's face remained unchanged, and he glanced at You Yixiu: "One repair, Duoduo, bring a few bowls of water to ......"

You Yixiu was slightly stunned, and went to the kitchen with Zhuoer Duoduo. After a while, he walked out with two bowls of water, and a reporter took the lead in taking it, took a sip, frowned, and then took another sip and handed the bowl to You Yixiu. Another reporter, also disappointed, handed the bowl to Drow Duoduo.

The rest of the people wanted to try again, Zhang Daoran said with a smile: "There is a hot spring in Sanqingguan, and Sanqingguan eats and drinks with this spring water......"

A few eager reporters were slightly stunned. The hot springs are rich in minerals, and some of them are seriously exceeded, and drinking them is not good for the body. The two reporters who drank the spring water were strange in their hearts: "One said it was fake, and the other said it might be a fake, but the residents of the East Coast all said so, so why didn't I drink it as miraculously as the residents of the East Coast said? Could it be that the residents of the East Coast are lying?"

"Zhang Zhenren, I heard that there is a wolf and a big python in the temple, which is very psychic, why can't you see it?"

These reporters asked and asked, and found that they had no questions to ask. I wanted to ask about Cheng Wuhui, but now I didn't get any answers. Secretly sighing at the cunning of this young Taoist priest, the female reporter looked at the Taoist temple with some curiosity.

"It is true that spiritual things are psychic, they come and go freely, they are not poor things, they can come when they want, they can go when they want, where they are, where they are, they are not clear. Zhang Daoran hugged his fists and said, "Let's leave, the place of Daomen cultivation, the spiritual dojo, there is a fate to see the law, and there is no reason not to cultivate the Dao." The laymen are rich and rich, let's return to the red dust......"