At some point, the voice of the sermon stopped abruptly.

Around the island in the middle of the lake, the swimming fish immediately dispersed. On the island in the middle of the lake, the mallard duck retracted its head and began to hibernate.

In the Sanqing view, the old wolf of the big dragon roared in a low voice, as if he was very reluctant. The spiritual veins have been opened, and the old wolf and the big dragon are not like the swimming fish around the island in the middle of the lake, nor like the wild ducks on the island in the middle of the lake, but they are baptized by the aura, and the feeling will disappear when the sermon is over. The old wolf and the dragon, in this short sermon, have benefited a lot, and naturally they are reluctant to give up this feeling.

Ignoring the old wolf and the big dragon, Zhang Daoran's gaze fell on Zhang Yifang for the first time. The slightest trace of aura entered Zhang Yifang's body, originally because of the preaching, the aura in the body could occupy about 20%, but now it can only be retained in the body less than 10%.

"After this sermon, at midnight, coupled with the purple qi coming from the east tomorrow morning, the first cultivation can be successfully concluded. Zhang Fangfang's one Kailing Pill has such an effect, and Zhang Daoran inevitably has expectations in his heart: "There are eight more, which should achieve good results." The aura retained in the body can occupy two or three percent of the inhaled body, and the qualification is first-class. ”

Looking at the time, it was already about ten o'clock in the evening. Zhang Daoran walked out of the temple and walked out of the Taoist temple, and the big dragon old wolf followed behind him. There were still fireworks in the distance, the eyes of the sky were open, and Zhang Daoran looked at the east shore of the lake.

In the end, Zhang Daoran retracted his gaze and sighed: "Ten thousand incense worship gods, and the gods are not here." ”

Tianyan eyes observe the distant sky, this is Chinese New Year's Eve, every household in the countryside at this time worships the gods, but unfortunately, the empty sky, in addition to the strong power of faith, Zhang Daoran only sees no difference from ordinary times.

"If the gods really exist, with so many beliefs, the gods should come to the mortal world. Now that the soul of the poor Dao is condensed, it can be regarded as a cultivation, which shows that the gods should exist. Zhang Daoran walked back to the Taoist temple, and his thoughts were a little confused: "But all kinds of signs show that there are no immortals in this world......"

Zhang Daoran returned to the Taoist temple and sat cross-legged on the stone pier.

"Maybe the gods really exist, and they are not something that can be visited by the poor road now. After looking at the Hall of Eyes and the incense burning in front of the statue of Sanqing, Zhang Daoran had hope in his heart again: "The Great Dao of Saints, the gods of heaven and earth, where can I guess this little cultivation of the Poor Dao?"

Closing his eyes and starting to cultivate, the big dragon old wolf was left and right, with his head cocked and his eyes slightly closed.

After a night of cultivation, Zhang Daoran did not go back to sleep. Meditate in the temple to hone the aura in the body and protect the Dharma for Zhang Fangfang. The first cultivation is very important, and eighteen weeks is only the minimum requirement.

A person with the highest qualifications, the first time he cultivated, he was able to run the ninety-nine-eighty-one day exercises. A person with superior qualifications, cultivating for the first time, can operate the 4936 Zhou Tian Gong Method. First-class qualifications, the first cultivation can run the eighteen Zhou Tian Gong method. Under the eighteen weeks, the qualification can only be regarded as ordinary.

For Zhang Yifang, Zhang Daoran does not have high requirements, and it is enough to be able to run the eighteen Zhou Tian Gong Fa.

In the early morning, the sun is rising, and purple air is coming from the east. Zhang Daoran absorbed this wisp of pure aura, and opened his eyes to see Zhang Fang standing in front of him with a face full of shame: "Teacher, I ...... On the fifteenth day of the exercise, I felt a tingling pain in the meridians...... I didn't stick to it. ”

"When the spiritual veins first opened, the expectations of the poor Dao were too high. There are also eight Spiritual Pills, ninety-nine will be one, and the spiritual veins will be fully opened, and cultivation will become simpler. Zhang Daoran's face was indifferent, and he was inevitably a little disappointed in his heart.

Nine Spiritual Pills make the spiritual veins fully open, if you can't run the exercises for thirty-six weeks, Zhang Fangfang's qualifications can only be regarded as ordinary, and they are not first-class.

Zhang Yifang didn't understand this, and his nervousness was a little relaxed.

"Teacher, disciple, let's go cook. ”

Zhang Fangxing hurriedly entered the kitchen, breakfast was very simple, lotus seed porridge plus pickled steamed buns, Zhang Daoran did not interfere.

"The grade of the Kailing Pill is too low, unless the Yang God is condensed, refining the Kaihui Dan, and improving the comprehension, one side may still be worth cultivating. ”

Open the wisdom of the Dan, open the wisdom, the road to enlightenment.

Zhang Fangfang opened the spiritual vein, but did not meet Zhang Daoran's basic requirements, so he had to find another way.

"There are still eight Kailing Pills, I hope Zhang Fang will not disappoint Poor Dao again. ”

The first person who is destined, Zhang Daoran doesn't want to give up: "If you want to become a disciple of the poor Dao, you have to work harder." Unfortunately, the issue of qualifications cannot be solved by hard work. Disciples need to inherit the poor way, and the poor way cannot be careless. ”

After breakfast, Zhang Daoran taught Zhang Yifang to know pinyin, the spiritual vein was first opened, Zhang Yifang was originally a young man, and it was easy to learn.

Without teaching Chinese characters, Zhang Daoran instructed Zhang Fang to write more and read more, and turned around and came to the door of the Taoist temple. Tianyan Shentong continued to look around, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there is more faith condensation than last night. Northerners celebrate the New Year and eat dumplings first in the morning. It is also necessary to use dumplings to worship the gods, and it is necessary to incense, and the condensation of faith is beyond imagination. There was a vast power of faith floating in the air, almost condensed like mist.

The power of faith is the easiest power to absorb when cultivating Shinto, condensing mana and improving the realm. Faith and luck are closely related, but they are fundamentally different. Zhang Daoran needs luck, and the power of faith can't be used.

"With so much power of faith, floating in the air, there is no place to belong. Is it that the gods don't need faith, or do the gods don't exist and there is no place for faith?"

After observing for a long time, the power of faith condensed more and more, and Zhang Daoran returned to the Taoist temple. Whether the gods exist or not, or whether they are on the earth, Zhang Daoran does not know. Zhang Daoran was a little worried, if the gods didn't exist, would there be no immortality?

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there are generally people praying for blessings in Taoist temples. It's just that Sanqingguan is too far away from the surrounding lake shores, and no one comes.

It is rare to fall clean, Zhang Daoran reads the Taoist scriptures. The old wolf and the big dragon in the courtyard were hostile to each other. It should be said that the old wolf has always been very wary of the big dragon, and the big dragon coiled into a snake formation, lazily basking in the sun. The Taoist temple is as warm as spring, and the great dragon is rejuvenated, but he can't come out of the Taoist temple.

The old wolf got up and walked out of the Taoist temple and disappeared in front of him, and the big dragon looked at the outside of the Taoist temple with his head cocked, a little moved. Crawling in front of the door of the Taoist temple, he stretched out his head and retracted it.

Zhang Daoran suddenly put down the Taoist scripture and looked at the gate of the Taoist temple: "If you accumulate more good deeds, you will have a blessed spirit." Li He has done good deeds during this time, he couldn't climb the mountain before, he will be teleported down by the formation, I don't know if he can go up the mountain this time?"

About half an hour later, Li He appeared in front of the door. Walking into the Taoist temple, he was stunned: "It's so warm here?"

Surprised in his heart, Li He, who knew Zhang Daoran's skills, had a smile on his face: "Dao Chief, I'm here to greet you for the New Year......

"The monks are full of spring breeze, this time it's not just about New Year's greetings. ”

Zhang Daoran stood up, and Li He felt embarrassed. This time, I came because of my illness, and I wanted to send an invitation to Zhang Daoran. Zhang Daoran could see at a glance that Li He was not surprised: "Dao Chief, I'll go to the pillar incense ......"