"Boom ......"

The bishop only felt a roar in his head, when did the believers here convert to Taoism?

Fushou immeasurable Daozun, shouting loudly, like an authentic Chinese person, can't hear it, there is any awkwardness. The accent is pure, and the pronunciation is very standard. Looking at these devout refugees, it seems that they have returned to a few months ago, and these refugees believe in Allah in this way......

"What's the point of having a conflict with the Eastern monks for these believers?"

For a moment, the bishop was filled with anger in his heart: "These apostates!"

From the beginning, Zhang Daoran only said a few words. The bishop originally thought that after driving Zhang Daoran away, these believers were still believers of Allah. Now, nearly half of the refugees, like the Chinese monks of the East, have hammered their chests twice with their fists. There was a Christian blockade in the west, and the Chinese people in the east were squeezed out, and after the bishop was angry in his heart, he had a lot of doubts......

"When did these believers start converting?"

If you can speak fluent Chinese and say such words as Fusheng Immeasurable Daozun, you don't believe in Taoism, then what is it?

The bishop's heart was cold: "I'm afraid it's too much for this religion to come here......"

With this thought, the bishop already had a desire to retreat in his heart, and now he wanted to escape from here now. Looking at Zhang Daoran with both eyes, a trace of fear grew in the bishop's heart: "I am not the opponent of this Eastern cultivator at all, it can be said that I have no power to fight back!"

If it had been yesterday and the bishop had been able to come back, perhaps everything would have turned around. When believers did not listen to Zhang Daoran's sermon and did not personally experience Zhang Daoran's sermon, that kind of magical artistic conception naturally would not yearn for the Taomen, the kind of fairyland in the artistic conception, and the kind of immortality.

Moreover, the artistic conception directly reflects the exploitation of religion for their believers and the endless plundering of faith resources. These believers, believing in Allah, do not have a fear of religion.

"Who are you, Eastern Cultivator?"

Because the bishop was so jealous in his heart that he was afraid, deep down he had the idea of meeting and retreating from the mysterious monks of the East. Especially this young cultivator, if he met him in the future, he would definitely not come face to face.

Zhang Daoran, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, suddenly opened his eyes. Still sitting cross-legged on the boulder, a trace of disappointment appeared in his heart: "This bishop is afraid in his heart. Magical powers, I thought I could fight with the poor road, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable. ”

Zhang Daoran has continued to improve his realm, and now he has really not met an opponent, and it is difficult to confirm what he has learned at the peak.

As the saying goes, if you learn literature and martial arts, you will have goods with the emperor's family. Cultivators cultivate in pursuit of immortality. The Dao of Cultivation and the Dao of Dao also need to be confirmed. If you haven't experienced the Dao method of fighting, it is difficult to find the advantages and disadvantages yourself, so as to correct it.

"Alas......"

With a sigh in his heart, Zhang Daoran breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Now because of the poor road, this bishop is afraid in his heart, and their religion will not come to trouble in the future." ”

In this way, Long Yun will no longer be hindered in preaching here. As long as he can, let the believers here believe in the Taoist Gate, Long Yun will have immeasurable merit.

"Poor Dao Huaxia Qi Province cultivator - Zhang Daoran. ”

This is the first time that Zhang Daoran has let the believers here know his name. Because the preaching, in the mind, the souls of these believers were baptized. Unintentionally, I understood the Chinese language.

"It turns out that Zhang Zhenren's name is Zhang Daoran......"

The believers here looked at the boulder, and then looked at the bishop standing on the ground, extremely embarrassed, and an inexplicable look appeared in the eyes of these believers: "It seems that believing in Taoism is easier than religion to obtain the method of cultivation and the hope of immortality." ”

Reciting scriptures every day, compared with Zhang Daoran's preaching, that kind of magical artistic conception, there is no doubt that Zhang Daoran's preaching is more attractive. But all living beings who have heard Zhang Daoran's preaching will believe in Zhang Daoran.

"Zhang Daoran ......"

The bishop muttered, and suddenly raised his head: "In the future, this religion will not preach here, and I will leave......"

With that, the bishop was about to leave the place.

"First of all, the poor Dao wants to explain a little ......" Zhang Daoran's voice came faintly: "Long Yun preached here, originally because he fought with your religion to control the Fa King, and your religion left and right the Fa King to fight the Fa failed, and the right to preach here already belongs to the Daomen. It's not the poor road that forcibly occupies this place......"

"Left and right?"

The bishop's heart was cold, and his eyes looked at Aikhor and Karkel again like the cold ice of the moon: "These two traitors ......"

Al Khor and Karkel were shocked, and a trace of fear appeared in their hearts. They are not Zhang Daoran, who can defeat the bishop. In their hearts, the bishop is incomparably powerful. Perhaps in the world, there are only those strong Christians, and only Zhang Daoran in front of him can defeat the bishop.

They themselves, in front of the bishop, are like babies facing strong men, and they have no power to resist at all.

"Traitor?"

Zhang Daoran, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, shook his head: "From now on, Ai Hao and Kakel, all the refugees here, within a radius of thousands of miles, are all Daomen believers. If you dare to hurt them, I don't mind going to your religious headquarters to catch up with you......"

Zhang Daoran said that the scratches were harsh, and he didn't put his feet in his eyes at all, but the bishop breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. When Zhang Daoran said these words, the most important message in the bishop's heart was that his life would not be in danger......

Sure enough, Zhang Daoran waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Let's go......"

The bishop saluted, rose into the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Real people... Why don't you kill him?"

Frightened, Ai Haoer was disappointed to see the bishop leave.

Zhang Daoran didn't answer Ai Haoer, Zhang Daoran had his own thoughts in his heart, and disappeared directly: "Long Yun, when the matter here is over, let's go back to the island in the middle of the lake......"

Although the people are far away, the sound is still in the ears. Long Yun looked around, no one reacted, knowing that Zhang Daoran was only talking to himself. Kneeling on his knees, he bowed to the east three times, and his heart was very excited: "Real person, finally willing to accept me as an apprentice!"

Looking at Ai Hao'er with a disappointed face, Long Yun stood up and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, now that you are also a member of the Dao Sect, you should be able to understand the meaning of a real person doing this... Think about it......"

Long Yun looked into the distance: "There is a bishop who is afraid of real people in his heart, presiding over their religion, and he will not be interested in Fan here in the future." Compared to having a bishop who trusts the believers here and often comes here to harass both sides, which one can make me and others preach with peace of mind?"

Ai Haoer and Kakel were shocked in their hearts, and then understood Zhang Daoran's intentions.

In addition, when Zhang Daoran left, he obviously threatened the bishop in his words. Gao Hang's heart immediately relaxed: "It's us who think too much......"

"Thinking too much is thinking too much, from now on, Daoyou is a friend of the Poor Dao, cultivating with the Poor Dao, and comprehending the Tao of Heaven and Earth. Now, the poor Dao will give a big gift to the Taoist friends......"

Long Yun's body was like a ghost, and he disappeared in a flash. He flashed and appeared again, holding a person in his hand: "This high priest is the one who put the two Taoist friends in danger and secretly informed." Just now he wanted to escape, but he was captured by Poor Dao......"

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