Cheng Wuhui had just left, and a speedboat approached the island from the south.

There were two or three people on the speedboat, except for the young man who drove the speedboat, Zhang Daoyi and Zhang Daozhen stood side by side on the speedboat, and a trace of worry appeared on their indifferent faces from time to time. The closer the island in the middle of the lake became, Zhang Daoran looked a little nervous.

"Once hostile to each other, Poor Dao said wrong..."Zhang Daoyi smiled slightly bitterly: "I used to be a unilateral enemy of Sanqingguan, I don't know if this time Poor Dao personally climbed the mountain, can resolve this unpleasant ......"

Time has passed, and in just over half a year, Zhang Daoran's reputation is almost comparable to that of a saint in the Daomen. The influence has been unconscious, and it has overwhelmed the true and the one.

If the hostility continues, Zhang Daoran's prestige will become higher and higher, and it will only become a disaster for Longhu Mountain.

"Heavenly Master ......" Zhang Daozhen had guilt on his face: "It was the poor Dao who made his own decisions, offended Zhang Zhenren, and put Longhu Mountain in a dilemma." When the time comes, Poor Dao will personally apologize to Zhang Zhenren......"

Zhang Daoyi smiled bitterly: "Senior brother is doing it alone, but it represents Zhengyi, you make amends alone, I'm afraid Zhang Zhenren will not forgive." ”

Zhang Daozhen was stunned, his face gloomy.

"Zhang Zhenren has a sea of minds, and with Zhang Zhenren's humane law, he is unpredictable and prophetic, and he wants to take revenge on Zhengyi, and Zhengyi may have already been hit. ”

Zhang Daoyi's voice was very soft, but his tone was very firm: "Poor Dao believes in Zhang Zhenren's mind. ”

While speaking, the speedboat was already docking, and Zhang Daoyi and Zhang Daozhen boarded the dock.

A small figure on the dock, facing east, motionless.

"This boy ......"

Zhang Daoyi clasped his fists with both hands and saluted slightly: "Tong'er is a real child?"

The little figure turned around, glanced at the two of them lightly, nodded slightly, and then continued to face the east.

Slightly stunned, Zhang Daoyi and Zhang Daozhen glanced at each other, shook their heads and walked towards the steps.

"Weird, real people, Taoist chiefs, children, what era is this, and it still looks like it's in the world of mythology. What's the matter lately, so many Taoist priests come and go, come here?"

The young man driving the speedboat glanced at the top of the island in the middle of the lake, and his face was full of doubts: "In this era, there are really masters?

Shaking his head, the young man put on his headphones boredly, lay on the speedboat and said to himself: "It's okay, so I can make more money." ”

On the steps of the mountain road, Zhang Daoyi was in front and Zhang Daozhen was behind, and he was halfway up the mountain at this time. When I looked up, I saw a corner diagonally above and said with a smile: "It shouldn't be far......

The island in the middle of the lake is about 300 meters high, and it has taken them nearly half an hour to climb the mountain now. Estimating the time, with the height of the island in the middle of the lake, this world should also be fast to the top of the mountain.

Zhang Daozhen nodded, and was just about to speak, when Zhang Daoyi in front of him raised his footsteps, took a step, and disappeared directly. I was shocked, I was out of breath and sweating profusely, but at this time I was even more drenched in cold sweat. Suddenly, the words of the fellow Daoist who had come to the island in the middle of the lake before had come to the words of all kinds of strange things in Sanqingguan: "Formation!"

"If you have a fate, you can climb the mountain gate, and if you don't have a chance, you can sigh at the foot of the mountain. ”

turned around and looked at the foot of the mountain, sure enough, Zhang Daoyi was standing at the foot of the mountain, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he stood motionless in the distance, and he must have been startled by the teleportation to the foot of the mountain just now.

"There is a fate to climb the mountain, but there is no fate...... Is there a fate for the poor road?"

Raising his steps and stepping forward, the scenery in front of him changed, he had reached the foot of the mountain, and the raised footsteps had just fallen. The whole process is so natural, without the slightest sense of abruptness.

"Senior Brother Daozhen, you don't have to try again......" Zhang Daoyi was also sweating profusely, his breath was uneven, he looked at the top of the mountain, and smiled bitterly: "Poor Dao and Senior Brother are not destined to be related." ”

"If you don't believe in it, you have to give it a try......"

Zhang Daozhen was a little unwilling, he thought that he and Zhang Daoyi, the two heavyweights of the Heavenly Master's Mansion would inevitably be greeted up the mountain when they came here, but they didn't expect that the mountain gate would not be able to reach: "Poor Dao came to admit his mistake and compensate Zhang Zhenren, is it true that Zhang Zhenren doesn't see each other?"

"The teacher has been traveling for three months, the two Taoist chiefs, if you want to see the teacher, let's wait for the teacher to return to the mountain......" The confusion on Cheng Yiyan's face disappeared, and a small face had an indifferent expression, and there was a fluttering and smart demeanor on his body.

Looking at Cheng Yiyan, who was standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Daoyi and Zhang Daozhen were slightly startled, and secretly said in their hearts: "Zhang Zhenren is a little boy, and he already has the original style of Zhang Zhenren, Sanqingguan, and there are no laypeople?"

"Poor Daoist Zhang Daoyi, Longhu Mountain is a Heavenly Master's Mansion, this is Poor Daoist Senior Brother Zhang Daozhen, I have seen Xiaoyou......" Zhang Daoyi bowed slightly, did not dare to slack off Cheng Yiyan, and asked: "When will the respected master come back?"

"Poor Dao Cheng Yiyan, I have seen two Taoist masters......" Cheng Yiyan returned the salute slightly, raised his little head, and said in a deep voice: "When the teacher left, he didn't say that he would come back, so he must have come back before the Buddhist and Taoist Conference." ”

Zhang Daoyi and Zhang Daozhen glanced at each other, and there was some loss in their eyes.

"Here Zhang Zhenren laid out the formation, what is fate, what is fate, what is no fate? Is it fate to be good with Sanqingguan, and is it fated to be evil?"

Zhang Daozhen frowned slightly, this is a heart knot. What is fate, it has always been determined by the heart, a formation can really distinguish between good and evil, and distinguish between fate and non-fate?

Cheng Yiyan's face frowned, and he could hear that the old Taoist was a little angry, and the implication was that the teacher deliberately embarrassed them. Cheng Yiyan was not afraid, and said loudly: "There is no reason for the heart, and the heart is not sincere and knows itself." The mountain gate is at the top of the mountain, and the people's hearts are arguing with themselves. ”

This is Zhang Daoran's original statement, Cheng Yiyan kept in mind the statement that there was no fate. What the teacher said was the truth, and Cheng Yiyan never dared to ignore it.

Zhang Daoyi and Zhang Daozhen were amazed, this little boy of five or six years old, his speech was different from that of ordinary children, and he seemed to have his own opinions on the understanding of the Tao. Zhang Daoyi smiled and said: "Zhang Zhenren's formation is set outside, and it is a little biased to distinguish people's hearts by relying on the formation. If there is a way in the heart, how can the formation know it? This is inevitable, and it is a loss of the way. ”

"The Tao is the same, but the way of educating sentient beings is different. The saints look at the essence, and the beings look at the changes. Because the root nature of sentient beings is different, it is the method of convenience. When the teacher sets up the formation, it is the essence, and when the formation changes, people's hearts are different, that is, the root nature of all beings is different. Cheng Yiyan said with a hint of reverence on his face: "The teacher said that those who want to become immortals must first establish goodness, and if they are good and do not break their sins, they will have no chance." The two Taoist masters, the teacher is not at the mountain gate, the poor Taoist must return to the Taoist temple, recite the scriptures, study homework, and the teacher will return to the mountain, and he will check the ......"

bowed slightly, bypassed the two of them, and went up the mountain lightly.

Glancing at each other, Zhang Dao was amazed: "Little boy, you have such understanding, and you are ashamed of your perception of Taoism." Zhang Zhenren is worthy of being a master of Taoism, Senior Brother Daozhen, let's go back for the time being, Zhang Zhenren will go back to the mountain, and then come to visit......"

"Heavenly Master, what the boy said just now, I haven't heard of it. I don't know if it's nonsense in my heart, or if Zhang Zhenren himself has realized it. If it weren't for Zhang Zhenren to teach the Taoist scriptures, this little boy would probably have an unlimited future in the future, and another Zhang Zhenren would have appeared. ”

Zhang Daozhen looked at the top of the mountain, and his face was pious: "Poor Dao used to think that the charm and charm could hinder the rise of Zhang Zhenren's fame, but now it seems that Zhang Zhenren doesn't care about fame at all, and Poor Dao has been cultivating for decades, first losing to a Zhang Zhenren, and now losing to a little child......"