Unconsciously, the Wind and Dust Daoist looked at the vision produced by Zhang Daoran's cultivation, and half an hour passed. Ordinary people can't see this kind of magical vision, the Wind and Dust Dao Elder has already enlightened, but he can see it clearly.

As soon as the hour passed, Zhang Daoran opened his eyes.

"Thank you Daoyou for giving me the law!"

Seeing Zhang Daoran finish his cultivation, the Wind and Dust Daoist bowed deeply.

Zhang Daoran's revised exercises were obviously a little different from before. Regardless of whether the level has been improved or not, the new exercises are more suitable for the cultivation of the Wind and Dust Dao Master. In just one and a half hours of cultivation, it is worth half a month. After the cultivation, I felt that my spirit was shining, and I didn't feel tired before.

In just half an hour of revision, a practice can be modified to be more suitable for a certain person, and only those with great supernatural powers have this ability.

"How do you feel, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhang Daoran stood up, obviously feeling that the head of the wind and dust had a trace of respect for him, and he did not have the same comfort as before. I sighed in my heart, but it didn't break.

"It's very suitable for the old way, thank you for it. ”

The wind and dust Taoist chief's respect for Zhang Daoran is not because of the exercises. It was the vision that Zhang Daoran had when he was cultivating just now, just like an immortal who was about to ascend to the immortal, and he was an ordinary man. The gap in the realm made the wind and dust Dao Chang involuntarily have a trace of awe.

In a few simple words, Zhang Daoran and Fengchen Daochang went back to their rooms. In front of the door of the room, the old wolf lay on the ground, tilted his head slightly, and a trace of faint aura entered the body, leaving a small part, most of which escaped out.

"I don't have exercises, I just rely on instinct to cultivate, and it's a bit difficult to become enlightened. Zhang Daoran put his hand on the top of the old wolf's head, and felt slightly, in the old wolf's head, a Neidan that was no more than the size of a sesame seed absorbed this trace of aura.

The old wolf, including the big dragon, now relies on instinct to cultivate, has no exercises, and absorbs very little aura. At the beginning, Zhang Daoran fantasized about the transformation of the old wolf, but now it is ridiculous to think about it. Taking off the animal form and transforming the innate body, in myths and legends, there are few aliens who can completely do it.

Retracting his palm, he found that the old wolf slowly stood up, just like the big dragon at the beginning, every time he checked their cultivation, his head was attached to his palm and he was reluctant to leave. Zhang Daoran slapped it: "Like the beast of Dalong, they are all greedy for the aura of the poor road, and they cultivate by themselves." Old wolf, your current strength is not as good as Dalong, don't be bullied and complain to the poor when the time comes. ”

When he left Sanqingguan, Da Long's Neidan was already the size of a small thumb, and according to the realm, it was much higher than the old wolf.

However, the speed at which the old wolf absorbs the aura is faster than that of the big dragon. The big dragon hibernated again, and he couldn't cultivate this winter. Zhang Daoran was slightly stunned: "Next spring, when Dalong wakes up from hibernation, he may not be the opponent of the old wolf." ”

"There will be motivation with competition, Dalong's lazy goods, without the persecution of the old wolf, the cultivation is too slow to enter the country. ”

Entering the room to sleep, the sky was just dark, and Zhang Daoran and Fengchen Daochang got up.

They saluted each other and didn't talk much, and they each sat cross-legged at the place where they had cultivated and began to cultivate.

The sun was rising, and the purple qi came from the east, refining this trace of pure heaven and earth qi, Zhang Daoran stood up: "Fellow Daoist, it's time for the poor Dao to leave." ”

"Daoist friends are leaving now?"

Fengchen Daoist was a little reluctant in his heart, Zhang Daoran had a profound realm and superb spells. Having such a mentor and friend by your side is of great benefit to your own practice. Gan Province is thousands of miles away from Qi Province, and the next time we meet, I don't know what year or month.

"It's been almost a month since Poor Dao left the Taoist temple, and it's time to go back. ”

didn't stay, Zhang Daoran turned around and left: "In May next year, Zhang Tianshi's birthday, the poor Taoist preaches in Sanqingguan, if Taoist friends can come, they can get together." ”

Zhang Daoran drifted away, and the Wind and Dust Daoist took out the tracking charm: "It's time for Lao Dao to find the whereabouts of Senior Brother." ”

Daoist Fengchen packed up some things, closed the door of the Taoist temple, and headed in the opposite direction to Zhang Daoran.

Zhang Daoran took the old wolf and did not take the big road, but chose the trail to walk in the mountains and forests. I heard that there was a Taoist temple and a Taoist priest somewhere, so Zhang Daoran went to visit the master. It's a pity that along the way to the boundary of Qi Province, less than 300 miles away from the Sanqing Temple, I encountered several Taoist temples along the way, all of which were built by some local governments, and some Taoist temples where Huoju Taoist priests would preside over the Dharma during the New Year's Festival.

Entering the north, the mountains and forests of Gan Province disappear, and here are endless plains. The population is very dense, a village in three or five miles, and some villages are next to each other. Entering Qi Province from the southwest, the first place is Hanzhen, a township in the southernmost part of Sihu County. Sihu County is long and narrow, 200 kilometers from north to south, the widest part from east to west, not counting the North Four Lakes, only less than 20 miles.

Hanzhen is the southern gate of Qi Province connecting Su Province, and it is very prosperous.

When he was about to arrive in Hanzhen with the old wolf, Zhang Daoran felt his heart beat and his head was in a trance.

I was shocked, since he cultivated, Zhang Daoran had not been sick and had not felt any discomfort. The abnormality at this moment, Zhang Daoran wondered if he was sick. Communicating with people's souls, silently calculating, Zhang Daoran's face was happy: "There is a fate to appear, I don't know who it is?"

Continue to walk forward, enter Hanzhen, and after the Hanzhen barrage, it is the center of Hanzhen. There is a lot of traffic, a lot of vehicles, and there are many houses on both sides of the street, and there are no high-rise buildings, but there are many storefronts.

After walking for a while, I found the old wolf squatting in front of a roast chicken restaurant, drooling from his mouth. From this morning to now, it has been almost a day, and Zhang Daoran and the old wolf have not dripped.

I walked over, touched the old wolf's head, and bought three roast chickens.

Coming to the bus shelter, Zhang Daoran sat down, and the old wolf squatted in front of Zhang Daoran. The old wolf was huge, like a calf, which caused many passengers waiting for the bus to exclaim: "Dao Chief, what breed is your dog? Alaskan dog? So big?"

Zhang Daoran just smiled and didn't answer, a roast chicken was thrown, but before it landed, the old wolf caught it directly. Three mouthfuls and two mouthfuls of roast chicken, the old wolf was still unsatisfied, and still looked at Zhang Daoran directly.

"This Taoist priest is rich, buy roast chicken and feed the dog......"

Zhang Daoran ignored them, and when the bus arrived, they hurriedly left in the car.

Zhang Daoran didn't care about the eyes around him, and threw another roast chicken to the old wolf. Suddenly, a figure appeared, a tattered upper body wearing cotton wool wrapped in a plastic bag, and the lower body fat and torn cotton pants reached the knees, revealing very dirty skin, and it was impossible to distinguish the original color. He had long hair, but the long hair was glued together and covered in mud.

"A little beggar?"

This figure is thin and small, and it is not clear how old it is. Out of nowhere, he pounced on the old wolf.

As this figure appeared, Zhang Daoran's heart beat faster, and the amplitude of the human soul shook even more.

"Someone who is destined?"