Seeing that in the courtyard of Xianguan, more than a thousand listeners watched Zhang Daoran get up and walk towards the temple. Looking at Long Yun, whose eyes changed, these listeners did not leave. A trace of doubt appeared on his face, and he looked at the door of the Taoist temple: "Welcome distinguished guests?"

Long Yun only felt that his face was a little hot, and Zhang Daoran actually ignored his own problems in front of the world's Taoist cultivators.

Long Yun is so representative of Longhu Mountain, he is so ignored by others, his face naturally can't be hung up. A smile appeared on Laoshan Quanzhen's face, and the dragon and tiger were one, but his face was gloomy.

"Longyun Daoyou ......"

Zhang Daoran suddenly turned around, and Long Yun was stunned. Zhang Daoran's voice came indifferently: "Fellow Daoists, come to the Divine Hall, your doubts will be answered for you." Friends of Hengkong Dao, friends of Wind and Dust, you should come too...... The rest of the Taoist friends are also invited to go back and continue the sermon tomorrow. ”

Long Yun's face improved at this time, and he said a few words in Zhang Daoyi's ear, and then followed Zhang Daoran into the divine hall. The head of the Hengkong Dao, the head of the Wind and Dust Dao, glanced at each other and followed into the Divine Hall.

Both of them were puzzled, the shrine was a place dedicated to the god of faith and the patriarch. If you don't get it seriously, as a viewer, you will never let a guest meet at the shrine. Zhang Daoran asked Zhang Fang to go out to greet him, and he entered the temple to wait, and the two of them guessed, who can have such an honor in the world?

"Everyone, disperse, and the sermon will continue tomorrow......"

Zhang Dao was smiling, and the disciples of Longhu Mountain were also raising their eyebrows one by one, holding their heads high. Being able to enter the shrine and meet guests with Zhang Daoran, or a guest who is highly valued by Zhang Daoran, also shows the weight of Long Yun.

Most of the world's Taoist sects gather here, and all the dragons and tigers are really represented here. Zhang Daoran did not invite Quanzhen Dao to enter the Divine Hall to meet guests, but invited Longhu Mountain Longyun, doesn't he value Longhu Mountain more seriously?

"Humph......"

Sun Haidong's face was gloomy, and he flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave first. The Quanzhen Dao disciple, with a face full of frustration, followed behind. Zhang Daoran's identity at this time is more prestigious than before, among the world's Daomen. has surpassed the dragon and tiger Zhengyi, Laoshan is true. Faintly became the most representative figure of the world's Taoism. Being able to get the sect sect that Zhang Daoran values naturally feels superior.

"Hehe......"

Different from Sun Haidong, Zhang Daoyi smiled and saluted with his hands in fists: "Everyone, Zhang Zhenren is about to meet guests, let's leave, don't make trouble for Zhang Zhenren......"

Zhang Daoyi was in a good mood, anti-guest-oriented, regarded himself as the host, and helped the island in the middle of the lake to send off guests.

"Nature, Nature......"

From all walks of life, there are many people who originally wanted to stay, wanting to see who was coming and being so valued by Zhang Daoran. However, Longhu Mountain was valued so much by Zhang Daoran, except for the people of this sect, he only invited Long Yun, which was a big face.

Longhu Mountain itself is the world's Taoist people, and these listeners naturally don't want to offend the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

The sects of the world began to leave the Taoist temple, and Zhang Daoyi was in a better mood. Turning around and looking in the direction of the temple, his eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what to think.

Out of the Taoist temple, the door of the Taoist temple was full of people. The fishing boats that ferryed people could not send people away at one time, and the cultivators in front of the Taoist temple were in groups of three or five, a group of more than a dozen, and the voices were very noisy, and it was difficult to know what they were saying if they didn't distinguish carefully.

Zhang Yifang stood on the dock, surrounded by people, and they didn't know what to talk to Zhang Fangfang.

When the first fishing boats had just left, the people on a speedboat found that there were a lot of people gathered here, and they had wandered aimlessly on the water, and turned to this place. The speedboat was very fast, and when the first fishing boats had just left the dock less than a few tens of meters, the speedboat was already docking.

There were four people on the speedboat, and in addition to the young man who drove the speedboat, there were two young women and a light man on the speedboat.

"This is the guest that Zhang Zhenren is waiting for?" On the wharf, the listeners on the fishing boat that left the wharf, and saw the listeners crowded in front of the Xianguan Gate, all of them were full of confusion: "It's not a cultivator, it's a secular person......

These four people are very strange, they have never seen them before, and they are dressed up, which is very in line with the worldly fashion. I knew in my heart that this was the guest Zhang Daoran was waiting for.

"It's just that the tall woman on the speedboat is too beautiful, there is such a beautiful woman in the world......"

There were four people on the speedboat, and three people walked down. Two women and one man, the man is not tall, has shoulder-length hair, and has a gentle face. He looked a little thin, with an angular face with a hint of a smile. Two women, one of whom was slightly chubby, with a round face, a protruding mouth, thick lips, and a freckleled face, and did not dare to compliment his appearance.

The woman who was sandwiched between this man and woman was at least 1.75 meters tall, wearing tight jeans, high leather boots, a suspender belt on her upper body, and two mountains towering over her chest.

This woman has an impeccable figure and can be called perfect. And this woman's appearance is even more beautiful and frightening. With a fair melon seed face, curved thin eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that can be called perfect, there is a kind of charm. This woman's appearance may not be the most beautiful, but a kind of charm that men can't resist exudes from this woman, adding to the woman's perfection out of thin air.

"Excuse me, is this the Sanqing Temple, Zhang Daoran and Zhang Zhenren are not meditating here?"

The perfect woman's voice is like a yellow oriole singing in the valley, and her words turn a thousand times. The voice was extremely beautiful, and on the dock, seeing more than a thousand people listening to the Tao in front of the immortal temple, they couldn't help but shiver. His face changed, and he no longer looked at the woman: "This woman is so weird!"

These Taoists, although there are almost no spiritual veins and spiritual openers, they themselves have not cultivated in their bodies, and their cultivation time varies, but at least their chests beat with a heart to the Dao. Although there were a few cultivators who looked at this perfect woman with confused eyes, most of them came to their senses, lowered their heads, and stopped looking at this woman.

This woman not only looks charming, but her voice is even more terrifying.

When Zhang Fang saw this woman at first glance, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. This woman is a little weird, but Zhang Fang has cultivation. He glanced up and down at the three people in front of him, a smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were bright and guarded: "This is the Immortal Temple, the poor Dao Zhang Fang, the Immortal View Lord, and the big disciple of the Sanqing Guan Zhang Zhenren." ”

The eyes of the three people in front of them were all surprised, their arrival, on the dock, in front of the Taoist temple, and even the cultivators on the fishing boats who passed by, when they saw the woman in the middle, they all looked abrupt, revealing a trace of obsession. Some listeners bow their heads and dare not look at themselves. Only the extremely young Taoist priest in his twenties, his face was as usual, looking at him, not only did he not have any desire in his eyes, but even a trace of vigilance.

When the tall woman saw Zhang Fangfang, a charming smile appeared on her face. The tall woman is very aware of her appearance and is also very confident in her appearance. The tall woman once thought that her beauty could charm men all over the world. Even the gods in the sky will look at themselves a few more times.

And this little Taoist priest looked as usual, and the tall woman felt interesting in her heart: "It turned out that Zhang Zhenren sat down as a big disciple, and he had to be moved by the beauty......"

"Why should a cultivator care about a stinky skin, the pursuit of a cultivator is the endless starry sky, and the pursuit is the immortal realm. Zhang's face did not change, and his voice was peaceful: "The cultivator himself is a Hongchen experience, pursuing the true meaning of the Tao. The Dao heart abandons red dust, it is as solid as a rock, and the words of the layman are a little heavy......"

Without waiting for the three of them to speak, Zhang Fang restrained his hands and asked: "Three laymen, the family teacher has long known that you are coming, and he has been waiting in the Taoist Temple, and he specially asked the poor Dao to wait here... Please ......"

Zhang Yifang led the way in front, and on the dock, in front of the immortal temple, many cultivators saw very obviously that the three of them had a look of surprise on their faces at that moment.