It will be dark, and the Taoist temple will be quiet. The pilgrims had already left, and Liu Congdao and others, the Taoist cultivators of the three sects, stayed in the Taoist temple for a long time before they said goodbye and left.

The old wolf didn't know where to come out, today the mountain gate was wide open, to welcome the three factions of Taoist cultivation, pilgrims under the mountain, and the old wolf went down the mountain. Circled around Zhang Daoran, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, Zhang Daoran did not touch its head as usual, turned around and left to enter the Taoist temple.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Yifang taught Cheng Yiyan to read and write, and the sound of reading aloud came from the Taoist temple.

Cheng Wuhui stood in front of the door of the Taoist Temple, from yesterday to today, Cheng Wuhui felt like air, in addition to eating, he could also have his own meaning of existence, in general, Zhang Daoran was either reading the Taoist scriptures, or he didn't know what to do in the room.

Today, Zhang Daoran accepted apprentices, pilgrims and fellow Daomen gathered in Sanqingguan, and Cheng Wuhui had no meaning of existence.

At this time, Sanqingguan quieted down, Cheng Wuhui wanted to ask about his chance, Zhang Daoran faced the west, and there was an aura on his body, so that Cheng Wuhui did not dare to approach.

"If you haven't heard the Tao, it's difficult to find it in the law, and if you have heard the Tao, it's difficult to get rich. Zhang Daoran pondered for a long time, and suddenly became enlightened: "Cultivating the red dust, the heart is not in the red dust." The Tao is in the red dust, and the people are not in the red dust. The law and wealth are indispensable, and it can be applied. ”

Wealth, not necessarily money, refers to the various living materials used in cultivation. And these living materials, in essence, money can be bought. Wealth is divided into internal and external wealth, and external wealth is material. Internal wealth is a person's cultivation qualifications and morality. Only external wealth cannot be cultivated, and only internal wealth can survive hard. Complement each other and are indispensable.

"Wealth is not wealth, extraordinary wealth, no wealth is not a way. ”

In terms of material, Zhang Daoran will not be in shortage. Just the lotus canopy around the island in the middle of the lake also has a lot of income after Li He's hands every year. Now Zhang Daoran, for the sake of luck, helps Fang Tong to make a movie, and also has monetary income.

"Indifference to fame and fortune is morality, and not being greedy for power is duty. Money is indispensable, and it is easy to obtain in the red dust. In addition to the red dust, it sounds good, unless you don't eat or drink, or you have the conditions to make a substance. ”

Hongchen's fame and fortune really have nothing to do with him, as long as he uses it enough, why pursue it too much? If it weren't for luck, Zhang Daoran would not have interfered in Fang Tong's entertainment industry.

"The pursuit of the poor road is the ...... of immortality" There were slight waves in my heart: "Wealth, there is no shortage of poor roads, and it is difficult to find a couple." If you have the law and the way of poverty, and if you have enough luck, you can exchange it. There are also ...... in the poor road of the land"

People have two mouths, and being able to talk to each other is a couple. This is an ordinary couple, and the couple Zhang Daoran needs is a fellow Taoist who can confirm the Tao and pursue immortality together. The land is the monastic environment, and the place far away from the red dust is the most suitable for cultivating, and the location of the island in the middle of the lake is very good.

"After all, the poor road is only short of couples ...... now"

Zhang Daoran seemed to be enlightened, ethereal, like an immortal about to fly away. Cheng Wuhui originally wanted to wait in front of the Taoist Temple to wait for Zhang Daoran to turn around and return to the Taoist Temple, and then ask about the opportunity.

At this moment, Cheng Wuhui panicked. If Zhang Daoran really becomes an immortal, who can help him get his chance?

"The Taoist ......"

In a hurry, Cheng Wuhui shouted.

Zhang Daoran still stood still, and after a long time, he turned around and walked towards the Taoist temple. As if he didn't see Cheng Wuhui, he walked past Cheng Wuhui. Cheng Wuhui was disappointed in his heart: "Dao Chief, are you still unwilling to speak?"

"Come along......"

A faint voice came, Cheng Wuhui was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

The lost heart was a little excited, and he raised his steps and entered the Taoist temple. Zhang Daoran was nowhere to be seen, and the lights were lit in Zhang Daoran's room.

Cheng Yiyan, who was reading and writing, saw his father walking into the Taoist temple with a happy face, which was obviously different from the previous lost soul, and a smile also appeared on his little face. Thinking that his reading voice made his father happy, Cheng Yiyan followed Zhang Yifang even harder to read and write.

Cheng Wuhui naturally didn't dare to follow into Zhang Daoran's room, but just waited with peace of mind. Not long after, Zhang Daoran walked out of the room with a few pieces of manuscript paper: "Find a place for yourself and try to study......

In the Taoist temple, Cheng Yiyan and Zhang Yifang want to learn, Zhang Daoran gave Cheng Wuhui the score and songs, and Cheng Wuhui studied here, which would disturb Zhang Yi's equation and two people to study. It's best to find a quiet place to study without interfering with each other.

"Poor Dao only hopes that you can keep your original intention and don't lose yourself in the future......"

Zhang Daoran handed the score song to Cheng Wuhui, walked to the old peach tree, sat on the stone pier and began to read the Taoist scriptures.

Cheng Wuhui belonged to the poor class at this time, and he could teach his son to be good when he was homeless, and he couldn't eat it, and he could give chicken legs to a homeless man. Maybe if you don't have this kind of kindness in your heart, who will care about others when you can't eat yourself?

Cheng Wuhui is now poor and unable to witness the life of a wealthy upper-class celebrity. Once you become famous, you will have a bumper harvest of fame and fortune, can you still maintain your original intention?

Under the eyes of the sky, what is the fate of Cheng Wuhui Zhang Daoran can foresee, but he can't foresee all the future. At this time, I hope Cheng Wuhui can do better.

The excitement in Cheng Wuhui's heart slowly calmed down, and he also understood what Zhang Daoran meant when he said that the opportunity was right in front of him. Since ancient times, cultivators have not only cultivated the Tao, but also become immortals with one heart, and have become immortals in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Zhang Daoran's admonition, Cheng Wuhui also remembered it.

"Don't worry, there is a breath in my heart that can't be dissolved, and when I end the world, I will also enter the Taoist temple and follow the Taoist to cultivate. ”

A trace of pain flashed in Cheng Wuhui's eyes, perhaps it was because he was unwilling in his heart that he would continue to move forward in the midst of difficulties without giving up. Once the unwillingness in my heart turns into a dream come true, Hongchen will no longer have nostalgia, and it is not bad to follow the Taoist to cultivate and live forever.

Whether Zhang Daoran can cultivate and become an immortal, Cheng Wuhui has no doubts. Reciting the Taoist scriptures can be like immortals to teach the law, and they are already like immortals. It is not impossible to go one step further and become a true immortal.

Zhang Daoran shook his head, when fame and fortune are harvested, and when he lives a rich life that is difficult to see in his dreams, no one can let go. Even if immortality is just around the corner, there are people who would rather live a life of luxury.

"You don't have a fate...... Cheng Wuhui has a weak fate with Zhang Daoran because of Cheng Yiyan. The fate of the path of cultivation, but there is no half point. If you are willing to live a life of pure asceticism and cultivation, just want to stay away from the red dust, recite Taoist scriptures, and seek inner stability, Cheng Wuhui may be able to do it.

And if you want to enlighten and cultivate, Cheng Wuhui's spiritual vein can't be opened, so you can't comprehend the Dao Law and comprehend the law, Cheng Wuhui can only be an ordinary person.

In this way, it is better to stick to your heart and be a free traveler.

Zhang Daoran no longer paid attention to Cheng Wuhui and began to read the Taoist scriptures. Cheng Wuhui opened his mouth, walked out of the Taoist temple with some loss, and walked down the mountain.

Time passed quickly, the sky was completely dark, and there was a faint, unclear melody at the foot of the mountain: the truth is like a vast grassland, and the layers of wind and rain cannot be blocked. There will always be a sunrise when the clouds open, and the sun shines on you and me......

The familiar melody, Zhang Yizhi may not be able to hear this song, Zhang Daoran can hear it vaguely. Zhang Daoran put down the scriptures and looked out of the Taoist temple: "The familiar melody that I miss so much......"

I can't forget my previous life, Zhang Daoran's experience, this period of cultivation, has been a little blurred. But some people, some things, still appear in dreams.

"Boom ......"

Lantern Festival, in the starry sky at night, fireworks rush into the sky, shining in the air and blooming with brilliant colors......