In the blink of an eye, more than two months have passed.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Yiyan and Fang are the same three people, practicing Taijiquan.

Among the three people, Zhang Yifang and Cheng Yiyan belong to cultivators, and their comprehension ability far exceeds that of Fang Tong. Zhang Yizhi practiced Tai Chi to a certain realm, and faintly surrounded his arms, a trace of air flow appeared, and Cheng Yiyan was a little higher than Zhang Yifang's realm.

After two months of cultivation, Cheng Yiyan "caught mice" every day, and the aura in the dantian was much richer than that of Zhang Yifang. In the realm, Cheng Yiyan has surpassed Zhang Yifang.

Fang Tong's practice of Tai Chi also had a hot time, at least to Zhang Daoran's satisfaction.

"Uh-huh..."

"Hiss ......"

In front of the Taoist temple, the old wolf roared at the big dragon, and his eyes were full of fierce light. After more than two months of cultivation, the old wolf finally stopped being afraid of the big dragon, and a few days ago the big dragon and the old wolf fought each other, and the big dragon lost very badly. If Zhang Daoran hadn't stopped it in time, Dalong might have been injured.

Originally, the old wolf would usually lie on the right hand side in front of the Taoist temple door, and at this time he was lying on the left hand side. Perhaps subconsciously, the old wolf believes that the big dragon is often on the left, a status symbol.

The dragon poked his head out and crawled out of the temple. The old wolf glanced at it, and then lay down on the ground again.

Unlike the old wolf, the dragon senses danger and chooses to leave. Unlike the old wolf, he will go against the grain.

Zhang Daoran was watching the Taoist scriptures under the old peach tree, and Zhang Daoran also felt a headache about the big dragon and the old wolf. The two brutes couldn't speak, and Zhang Daoran couldn't communicate with them. If we continue to fight like this, it is not a way to do it.

"The strength of the big dragon is stronger, maybe the two can still be safe, the old wolf is used to being the king, and the nature of the wolf is also dormant, so choose the right time to give the opponent a fatal blow. This is the nature of two creatures in the face of danger, and it is not easy to change ......"

In more than two months, Zhang Daoran's soul has healed, and in more than a month, he will be able to recover. The aura in the body has recovered to its original peak, nourishing the soul all the time, so that Zhang Daoran originally expected more than five months of cultivation, about a month in advance.

"Fang Jushi, let's take a break..."

Tai Chi was practiced over and over again, Zhang Yifang and Cheng Yiyan stopped one after another, and Fang Tong was still practicing. Zhang Fangfang gave Cheng Yiyan a bowl of water and said to Fang Tong.

"You guys stop yours, I'll rehearse it a few more times..."

It's not that Fang Tong is working hard to cultivate, but he can't hold his face. Zhang Yifang is far superior to Fang Tong in Tai Chi comprehension, and Cheng Yiyan is even more powerful than the two of them, according to Zhang Daoran, Cheng Yifang and Zhang Yifang have already had a small success.

And the evaluation of Fang Tong is that he is just getting started. Almost the same cultivation, Fang Tong had just started, and his self-esteem was hit.

Zhang Daoran glanced at them here, put down the Taoist scriptures, and said softly: "Fang Tong, come here." ”

Fang Tong stopped practicing Tai Chi at this time, and walked over with some doubts: "Dao Chief, what's the matter?"

"You've been here for three months and five days, and it's time to leave. ”

Originally, it was stipulated that the party would stay on the mountain for three months, but now it has exceeded the prescribed period by five days.

Fang Tong's face changed, in the past three months, although it has been a little hard, Fang Tong has forgotten what is outside his body, and he is very happy here. Suddenly, Zhang Daoran asked him to leave, and Fang Tongxin was very reluctant: "Dao Chief, I'll stay for two more days." ”

In the Taoist temple, you can forget all your worries, forget all your worries. Cultivating here, there is a feeling of looking forward to immortality and not wanting to return to the world.

"When the time comes, Tai Chi Poor Dao has taught you, and the script is also written in detail, as for your future fate, it is up to you to grasp it. Zhang Daoran glanced at Cheng Yiyan and continued: "You have a film and television media company, Cheng Wuhui has talent in this area, Poor Dao gave him a lot of music scores, you can help him take few detours, it is beneficial to him, it is also beneficial to you, you can support each other." ”

"The Taoist ......"

Fang Tong screamed, his face gloomy.

"The script has been clearly written, remember, the movie has nothing to do with the poor road. Poor Dao also explained to Cheng Wuhui that the song has nothing to do with Poor Dao. It's not too late today, so let's leave..."

Zhang Daoran read the Taoist scriptures, his face was indifferent, and he said without raising his head.

Whether it's a song or a movie, Zhang Daoran doesn't need to be famous, he just needs luck. Songs are sung, movies are circulated, and as long as someone likes it, luck will be generated. This is sufficient, instead of going around preaching the Three Pure Views and disturbing the Qing Cultivation.

Fang Tong knew that Zhang Daoran had made a decision that could not be changed, so he turned around and entered the room to pack up his things.

Looking at Cheng Yiyan, who was laughing with Zhang Yifang, with that carefree face, Zhang Daoran frowned: "Leaving family affection will help your cultivation." ”

Cheng Yiyan is young after all, but fortunately, Cheng Yiyan has been wandering with Cheng Wuhui since he was a child, and his mind is far from being comparable to ordinary five or six-year-old children. Here is Zhang Fang to accompany him, and the sorrow of parting should be alleviated a lot.

"Dao Chief..."Not long after, Cheng Wuhui ran into the Taoist temple sweating profusely, out of breath: "Old carp, someone has taken ...... away"

The old carp was caught?

Unlike the big dragon and the old wolf, the old carp is not a Sanqingguan mountain protection spirit animal, and it has nothing to do with Sanqingguan and Zhang Daoran. It was the old carp who was caught, and Zhang Daoran did not feel the slightest feeling.

"The Taoist ......"

Cheng Wuhui took a breath, raised his head and was just about to speak again, but Zhang Daoran, who was sitting cross-legged under the old peach tree, had disappeared.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Who caught the old carp?"

Cheng Yiyan often went down the mountain to see the old carp, and often said that when the weather was warm, he would ride the old carp around the Beisi Lake. The old carp was arrested, and tears rolled in Cheng Yiyan's eyes.

"I was practicing music at the foot of the mountain, and I saw a big boat in the distance, and I caught the old carp on the boat. ”

Cheng Wuhui was a little worried: "The speed of that ship is very fast, and it has already gone far when I found it, and it seems that the fate of the old carp is already doomed." ”

There is only one small fishing boat at the dock, and the manpower rowing boat, where can I catch up with the oil-fired fishing boats? It is possible to chase them on land, on the vast lake, unless there is a speedboat......

Zhang Fang's face also changed, the old carp was in the water, and they didn't see each other much. During this time, he slowly became familiar with it, and Cheng Yiyan often took lotus seeds to feed the old carp in order to be able to ride the old carp to play in the summer, and then became familiar with it.

The old carp is a rare large carp, and after cultivation, the originally black scales have become a little red and yellow, which is very beautiful. That's not the point, if the old carp is caught, it is very likely that it will be slaughtered!

"So, what should I do?"

Cheng Yiyan's face was full of sadness, but he held back, so that the tears did not slip and swirled in his eyes.

Zhang Fangfang's face was cloudy: "Let's go, let's go down the mountain, there is a teacher, the old carp will definitely be able to save ......"

Seeing Zhang Yifang pull Cheng Yiyan down the mountain, Cheng Wuhui smiled bitterly: "Dao Chang's skills are very powerful, and the Dao is mysterious, after all, he is not an immortal, so he can't fly from the water to chase that big fishing boat......

Tong Yan is unscrupulous, Zhang Fang is whimsical, and the old carp can't be saved.

"Brother Fang..." turned around and saw Fang Tong, who was pulling a suitcase, appear in the courtyard, Cheng Wuhui was a little surprised: "What are you...... Going home again?"

"Brother Cheng, I've already helped you pack your things. The Taoist chief just said, let's leave today. ”

Fang Tong's gloomy face squeezed out a smile.

Cheng Wuhui was stunned, and a trace of reluctance suddenly welled up in his heart. After three months of Taoist life, Cheng Wuhui found that in fact, in the Taoist temple, this kind of quiet and far-reaching life, far away from the red dust, is really good.

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