Sure enough, not long after Zhang Yifang walked out of the Taoist temple, there was a sound of footsteps outside the Taoist temple. Dozens of people walked into the Taoist temple, clasped their fists and bowed in front of the Taoist temple, with a grateful face: "Thank you Zhang Zhenren for your slow feelings"

"Poor Dao Kunling Island in the South China Sea, Qiu Mingzi of the Phoenix God Temple and the disciples of the Phoenix God Audience meet Zhang Zhenren!"

Dozens of Taoist priests, wearing Taoist robes and long hair, had just entered the Taoist temple when a fishy smell of the sea came. It is different from some Taoist schools in the mainland, and the vulgar haircut. The Taoist cultivation of Fengshenguan is the same as that of very few Taoist temples in the mainland, and it is an orthodox Taoist school in dress.

"It's really from the South China Sea?" a little Taoist priest muttered in a low voice: "The Quanzhen Dao also comes from the seaside, but one is from the East China Sea, and the other is from the South China Sea, which is just the Quanzhen Dao, and it does not bring a strong regional atmosphere." ”

"Smack"

A big hand slapped on the head of the little Taoist, and a middle-aged Taoist priest glared angrily: "Listen to the lecture with peace of mind, don't talk too much, don't make trouble for the teacher"

"I'm not looking for trouble" The little Taoist priest was full of grievances, and suddenly felt that there were several pairs of eyes around him, which seemed to have an aggressive feeling. The little Taoist priest raised his head and was shocked: "Hehe"

The little Taoist priest quickly shut up, just smiled lightly, and then realized that the people sitting next to him were all Quanzhen Dao. These all-true paths, although they are not angry, are also a little gloomy.

"You little Taoist priest, you just can't control your mouth. used to say that the dragon was too small, but now it is coming to arrange the South China Sea and the East China Sea. You may not know that Kunling Island in the South China Sea is located hundreds of miles deep in the sea, but the Taishan faction is a branch of the altar, and its status is much more respectful than that of your Jade Emperor view of the same mountain. ”

The little Taoist priest was even more flustered, so he simply closed his eyes directly, pretending not to know anything, and muttered in his mouth: "It's trouble, it's trouble, and the master is going to scold again when it's over." ”

The little Taoist priest was so frightened, the Quanzhen Daoist cultivator just smiled and didn't take it seriously. The old Taoist shook his head helplessly: "How can you become a great avenue if you jump out like this?"

This little episode, which only happened in the corner, did not attract more people's attention.

After Daoist Qiu Mingzi introduced himself, Zhang Daoran's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the first person was young, but he was only in his thirties. He has five short whiskers, looks a little black and strong, and is not very tall. His eyes stayed on Qiu Mingzi for a long time, and a smile gradually appeared on Zhang Daoran's face: "Daoist friends come from the South China Sea, and they have to hear the Dao Law, which is also a kind of fate, please sit down."

These dozens of Taoist priests came from the South China Sea, and the Taoists did not feel strange. Zhang Daoran has not been publishing the sermon for a short time, and the people who come to listen to the sermon come from all over the world, three mountains and five mountains, and the south and the north of the world.

Qiu Mingzi thanked here: "Thank you Zhang Zhenren! The poor road is far away, and it is a long time to delay, fellow Daoists, the poor road has delayed you to listen to the sermon, forgive your sins."

"Hehe, those who come are fateful, and the capital is destined to meet thousands of miles away. Kunling Island is hundreds of miles away from the mainland, and there is no electricity or communication, how did Daoist friends know that Zhang Zhenren preached?"

It was an old Taoist who spoke, who seemed to be familiar with Kunling Island, with a smile on his face, and without waiting for Qiu Mingzi to answer, he continued: "More than ten years ago, Poor Dao met Daoyou, when you had just joined the Fengshen Temple, and you didn't understand Chinese. In just over ten years, Daoyou is not only so proficient in Chinese, but also has become the master of the Phoenix God Temple on Kunling Island, which is really fleeting."

"This Qiu Mingzi is not even Chinese?"

In the Taoist temple, a few people who listened to the sermon were slightly surprised. After looking at Qiu Mingzi for a while, he secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, his appearance is a little different." ”

"Meet Uncle Anming's disciple This time I originally went to Mount Tai to meet Master Bozu to confirm his identity. I happened to hear a fairy like Zhang Zhenren preaching in the mainland, so I came to listen to it."

Kun Lingzi is neither humble nor arrogant, the etiquette is thorough, and the strange eyes around him are unaware. In just a few sentences, explain the cause and effect. Everyone also understood and suddenly understood.

Daoist An Ming knew that the sermon was imminent, so he didn't say much. Kun Lingzi took the disciples of Fengshenguan and walked to the vacant futon and sat cross-legged.

Zhang Daoran's eyes glanced around, and the smile on his face disappeared. His gaze stayed on Kun Lingzi for a moment again, and then he said slowly: "Poor Dao preached for a total of ten days this time, the first five days preached the law of the Heavenly Dao, and the last three days preached the law of my Dao. The remaining two days will answer the doubts of all Taoist friends in practice. ”

"The Law of the Heavenly Dao, the Law of My Dao?"

What's the difference?

The monks who know our way are confined to the island in the middle of the lake. And all the ways in the world only know the four ways of heaven, earth, man and god, and it is the first time I have heard of my way.

"Could it be that it is Zhang Zhenren's own perception?"

All the Daoists were suddenly, and there was some excitement in their eyes: "Zhang Zhenren, a fairy-like character, listening to Zhang Zhenren explain his cultivation and understanding, maybe there will be more gains than the Taoist classics." ”

The Taoist classics are a long time ago, and how many cultivators, for a long time, have not gained much understanding from reciting the classics. Zhang Daoran explained his cultivation method, which is extremely rare. It's like thousands of years ago, when contemporary cultivators listened to Zhang Daoling explain their own cultivation experience and cultivation methods.

"Zhang Zhenren preached for ten days, this is really a great blessing"

The listeners who had heard Zhang Daoran's sermon before had their faces a little excited. That kind of immortal teaching, the ethereal fairyland-like artistic conception, makes them addicted.

Long Yun was slightly stunned, his face changed, and finally calmed down: "Zhang Daoran, I actually cultivated my Dao, this road is not easy to walk, very people, you should do extraordinary things, maybe my Dao is the most suitable path for cultivators"

Zhang Daoran knew what everyone thought, and he didn't explain much. continued: "The law of the Heavenly Dao, the law of my Dao, the poor Dao does not explain much. At the end of the sermon, you will understand. ”

"The law of heaven can be heard by everyone, and the law of my way is only for fate. Zhang Daoran, his face became more serious, and sighed: "The Dao Gate is declining, and the poor Dao only seeks peace of mind to cultivate the Dao." Poor Dao had never cultivated the Tao because of the promotion of the Dao Method, nor did he take it as his responsibility to carry forward the Daomen. Maybe not before, and not in the future. However, the poor Dao will do its best to let the Dao magic be transmitted to every corner of the cultivation world."

Zhang Daoran didn't lie, and as the realm of cultivation became deeper and deeper. The message conveyed by "Huang Tingjing" is becoming more and more clear, and Zhang Daoran can speculate that his future preaching may be closely related to preaching and educating the world.

And to educate the world, it may be in the Daomen.

Luck, merit, for Zhang Daoran, is the key to unlocking the "Huang Ting Jing", which is used to obtain more Taoist exercises, or the perception of the Tao.

His eyes swept around again, and Zhang Daoran had some regret in his eyes. There are very few people who listen to the Tao around, and there are only a few Kun Dao in Qingzhai Dao Nunnery on Huxin Island. The rest are all dry roads.

Both the Daomen and the Qiankun can be cultivated, because of the different times, the Kun Dao is becoming less and less with the development of the times: "The combination of yin and yang is fundamental, I don't know the future, this phenomenon can not be changed." ”

Zhang Daoran just sighed, perhaps because of the concept of equality between men and women, the development of the times, Kun Dao is becoming less and less. This emotion disappeared immediately, Zhang Daoran laughed at himself, and said in his heart: "Why does Poor Dao have such thoughts?"

Cultivation is not a profession, it only pursues fate, not the balance between men and women. Cultivation is a profession, and in many Taoist temples there are people who study the Tao scriptures, but they only study the cultural inheritance, but cannot understand the Tao.

Thousands of people were waiting for the sermon, and it was past twelve o'clock in the morning. Zhang Daoran stretched out his hand and waved, and an invisible barrier instantly enveloped the entire Immortal Temple. More than 1,000 people who listened to the sermon felt a moment of peace of mind, and an indescribable coolness swirled in their minds.

His eyes lit up, Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "Although the talent of Yiyan Array Dao is not as good as one party, it is not bad. The formation handed over to him by the poor road was successfully arranged, although the effect was not ideal, but it barely met the requirements of the poor road. ”

Looking at Cheng Yiyan, Zhang Daoran shook his head: "Yiyan's personality hopes to change in order to go further." ”

The cultivator sitting in front of Zhang Daoran, as well as the two Dao Masters behind Zhang Daoran, opened their eyes slightly. Long Yun, who was in the middle of the Dao, also opened his eyes and looked into the air: "It's another formation, it seems to be a formation that helps people understand."

Long Yun was convinced in his heart: "Zhang Daoran's realm is profound, but the poor road is far inferior. Preaching is not a means of pursuing fame and fortune, but a sincere way to help Taoist cultivators to achieve enlightenment."

"The Way of the Road"

Suddenly, Long Yun was stunned, trembling all over, a trace of light appeared in his eyes, a trace of horror appeared on his face, and he almost exclaimed: "This legend is true!"