The font on the bamboo slips of the tombstone is difficult to read. Zhang Daoran stopped studying for the time being, and Hengkong no longer listened to the sermon in the past few days, but hid in Zhang Daoran's room, checked the secret website of the Yinyang Gate, and looked for text information about the tombstone and bamboo slips.

For six days, Zhang Daoran preached as usual, and at noon, the sermon ended. The listeners were reluctant to linger in the courtyard until each person had a bowl of spring water, and then reluctantly left.

At the foot of the mountain, the villagers who were temporarily in charge of the ferry, stood on the boat and were stunned: "There is one day tomorrow, and the Taoist sermon will end." Listening to the sermon of the Taoist chief these days, I also have an urge to follow the Taoist master's teachings. ”

"Dashan, don't think about the matter of following the Taoist Elder to cultivate. You have an 80-year-old grandmother and a disabled mother to take care of, a wife and children to support, and you follow the Taoist master to cultivate, what will happen to your family?"

Cultivating and living forever is everyone's yearning. When immortality was just a legend, there were still many people who became monks and pursued this dream. Now Sanqingguan Zhang Zhenren, just preaching, makes them feel relaxed these days, and the pain disappears.

Sanqingguan Zhang Zhenren may really have a way to live forever.

It's just that the Tao of cultivation is about fate, and the Three Qingguan is in front of them, and they may not be able to follow the Tao.

A middle-aged man stood on the boat next to the mountain, and said with a strange face: "I am much luckier than you, you are not suitable to follow the Taoist cultivator in this situation, I have some opportunities." ”

"Datong, you don't have to think about it, your son and daughter go to college, and you need to work hard to save money for the annual tuition, your wife still dislikes you for earning less, if you follow the Taoist to cultivate, your wife will definitely run away with others." The future of your son and daughter is ruined. ”

Dashan was on the boat beside him, and said mockingly: "Cultivating the Dao, we may be able to follow the Dao and grow into immortals." Even if you can't become an immortal, you can make a fortune with the Taoist. These days alone, these Taoist leaders who came to listen to the sermon have made us more money than we earned after two months of hard work. ”

Life is not easy, and everyone has pressure that is difficult to talk about. It is even more difficult to cultivate the Tao, and these simple men can't do it.

One after another, people came down the hill, a boatload of people was gathered, and the fishing boats left the wharf.

There are simply not enough fishing boats in Lizhuang Village, and the fishing boats from neighboring villages have been temporarily borrowed or villagers from neighboring villages have come directly to ferry. These listeners do not have the trouble of going back and forth without transportation.

When the listeners were almost gone, Huang Zhiping and others also went down the mountain.

Standing in front of the steps, Huang Zhiping looked at the top of the mountain and was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he said quietly: "Poor Dao has a hunch that the prosperity of Daomen is in Zhang Zhenren!"

After listening to the sermon in just a few days, coupled with Zhang Daoran's preaching, the Taoist scriptures that are not available in this world will be copied by Huang Zhiping and placed on the website of the Taoist Association. Zhang Daoran's actions convinced Huang Zhiping and others.

In the past few days, Huang Zhiping has been cultivating for decades, and he has not experienced it. Ethereal, fairy world. Witness the changes of the world, the prosperity and decline of the fairy road. With this kind of supernatural power, Huang Zhiping only has respect left in his heart. The title of Zhang Daoran unconsciously changed to Zhang Zhenren, and he didn't dare to call him Daoyou anymore.

"It's just a pity that after the real person preached, he always disappeared. There are many doubts in Poor Dao's heart, and they can't be answered from real people. ”

Huang Zhiping glanced at his fellow Daoists, who also had admiration on their faces, and smiled bitterly: "Zhang Zhenren's sermon is over this time, and I don't know when he will preach again." Tomorrow is the last day of preaching by real people, so you fellow Taoists should seize this opportunity. ”

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After the listener left, Sanqingguan did not return to peace. Zhang Daoquan, Lu Jing, Daochang and others exchanged what they had learned from this hearing. Several disciples watched Zhang Yi's equation and one word practice Tai Chi, and followed and learned on the side.

Zhang Daoran, who originally wanted to spread Tai Chi, naturally would not object to Zhang Yiming and others learning Tai Chi. Instead, he told Zhang Fang not to keep it and pass Tai Chi to everyone.

Those who practice martial arts in the courtyard practice martial arts, and those who talk about the Tao. In Zhang Daoran's room, Hengkong smiled bitterly: "Poor Dao thought that he would not deliberately listen to the preaching of Taoist friends, and hide in the room to find sectarian literature, but he didn't expect that every time Taoist friends preached, Poor Dao always fell into a state of cultivation unconsciously. ”

Hengkong already has a human soul cultivation, and every time he listens to the Tao, he has a lot more perception than those who have not opened their spiritual veins. At this time, Hengkong had just slowly woken up from Zhang Daoran's preaching.

"Daoist Yin Yang Sect, where is it in the Tianshan Mountains, how many people in the sect are cultivating?"

For the Yin and Yang Gate, Zhang Daoran didn't understand. In the past few days, I have only been busy waiting for Hengkong to find literature, where is the Hengkong sect in the Tianshan Mountains, and the scale of the sect, Zhang Daoran only then remembered to consult. The Yin-Yang Gate has a record of ancient gods, and it must not be a small sect.

Hengkong flipped the mouse, and while searching for literature, he subconsciously replied: "The scale of the Yin-Yang Gate is not large, there is a Taoist temple in the Tianshan Mountain, and only when the master of the sect receives a disciple, in order to facilitate the teaching of the disciples, will he live in the Taoist temple permanently." The Yin Yang Sect has always had only one master and one disciple, and the master of the sect will disappear after receiving the disciples. ”

Hengkong smiled bitterly: "It is not easy to find a disciple with the talent of the inheritance sect, and the poor path has traveled to Hongchen for more than thirty years, but he has not found a suitable disciple. Unlike Taoist friends, a disciple and a boy are all extremely gifted. ”

Zhang Daoran shook his head and did not respond, no longer disturbed Hengkong, sat on the bed and began to read the Taoist scriptures. The worries of the first few days, as the past few days passed, whether the messenger would bring blessings and misfortunes, Zhang Daoran was worried in his heart, and he no longer deliberately thought about it.

It's been a few days, and the messenger doesn't know where the message is going, whether it's the Dao Gate of this world, or the Dao Gate of other cultivation secret realms. In the short term, there should be no results.

As for the inheritance method of the Yin-Yang Gate, Zhang Daoran does not agree with it, this inheritance method is very easy to inherit and break off.

Hengkong has been in the sky for more than thirty years, and he can't find a disciple who is suitable for the sect's inheritance, but if he is lucky, he can find a suitable disciple. The Yin-Yang Gate is inherited, and it can be passed on. If you are unlucky, I am afraid that the inheritance of the sect will be cut off when it reaches the generation of Hengkong.

The afternoon passed like this, until Zhang Fang asked outside the window if it was time to eat, Hengkong suddenly shook: "Fellow Daoist, I found it!"

Zhang Daoran got up directly from the bed and came behind Hengkong, his eyes falling on the computer screen.

Sure enough, on the Yinyangmen literature, there is a Taoist scripture that uses this kind of divine text. Hengkong flipped downward, and there was a text underneath: "Yin extinguishes Zhou Xing, and the trace is not visible." The ancient gods have been unrecognizable ever since. Poor Dao consulted countless materials, spent his whole life, compared ancient and modern, and translated one hundred and eight characters of ancient gods. ”

Turning the page, there was indeed an ancient god text with a small seal.

Zhang Daoran directly took out the tombstone from the gray space and put it at his feet: "Fellow Daoist, you and I will compare the two of you and see if there is a ...... on the tombstone translated by the predecessors of the Yinyang Gate."

Zhang Daoran spoke a little quickly, nodded horizontally, and the two of them compared the divine text on the tombstone, looking for the same font in the divine text translated by the predecessors of the Yinyang Gate.

"Fellow Daoist, find one, there is this divine text on the tombstone, it should be the word Lun!"

Hengkong pointed to the computer screen, and his words were a little excited.

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