Zhang Daoran is helpless, but also because of today's enlightenment, there is love in his heart to become an immortal. Moreover, the fate of Mr. Chu's family is really sad. The luck association with Chu Meng, for various reasons, Zhang Daoran finally chose to make a move.

"What disease does the third brother have? The hospital can't cure it? This Taoist priest can cure it?"

Doubts and confusion arise in the hearts of all.

It's a pity that Mr. Chu didn't say anything about his illness, and Zhang Daoran didn't answer the doubts in their hearts.

"Do you know that my illness can't be cured by the hospital, so you are so sure?"

Uncle Chu finally spoke, but his words were full of disbelief.

"Your illness is not a big problem here in the poor road. Cultivators not only practice the Dao Method, but also cultivate the art of immortality. There is also a certain amount of research on medical Taoism, and the effect of some pills, not to mention that it is comparable to the elixir, some incurable diseases can still be easily cured. ”

Zhang Daoran looked around: "Fellow monks, Uncle Chu is unwell, Poor Dao will help him with treatment, but the treatment process is not disturbed, please quit the courtyard"

Zhang Daoran has his own thoughts in his heart, he doesn't want the matter of saving people to spread, and he doesn't want to expose his identity. The effect of the pill is too strong, and Zhang Daoran has endured unnecessary trouble because of this pill.

Zhang Daoran's words, Chu Laozhang's neighbors were unmoved, and still stood in the courtyard. Uncle Chu was also full of hesitation, although Zhang Daoran did not believe it 100%, he also believed three or two points.

"Fourth, you take Xiaomeng and them out first" Mr. Chu walked to an old man and whispered: "If anything happens after you go out, call the police as soon as possible"

Zhang Daoran frowned, Uncle Chu's voice was very small, and he still couldn't hide it from Zhang Daoran when he said it in the ear of the fourth child. If it was in the past, Zhang Daoran would have left a long time ago and would no longer ask about this matter.

As the realm becomes more and more profound, the understanding of cause and effect becomes deeper and deeper. Zhang Daoran knew very well that if the cause and effect of this burden were not resolved, it would definitely affect the Dao Heart and affect the progress of cultivation in the future. Bearing the burden of karma has accumulated too much, and even made the cultivation path difficult, and went mad. Cultivating our Dao can avoid the Heavenly Dao from bearing cause and effect, but it cannot avoid its own cause and effect. The bigger reason why Zhang Daoran left behind was Chu Meng, who was semi-psychic in the spiritual veins.

The path of cultivation is difficult, and the spiritual vein is the key. At the beginning, Lu Zhen Mengxi was semi-psychic in the spiritual vein, and Cheng Yiyan was completely psychic in the spiritual vein. It is extremely difficult for the spiritual vein semi-psychic to enter the Dao, but here in Zhang Daoran, there is a spirit pill that can overcome this difficulty.

Zhang Daoran has his own ideas, and Uncle Chu's intentions are also obvious, Zhang Daoran's origin is unknown, his intentions are unknown, take Chu Meng out of the yard first, even if there is danger, he will fight alone.

The spirit veins are born psychic, which is really too rare.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Daoran has already moved and wants to accept apprentices.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and it is normal for Mr. Chu to have doubts. In modern society, the fairy road is just a legend, and it has never been so close to Chu Laozhang and them. Even if the apprentices are not necessarily successful, they do not show some immortal means, which is not enough to convince everyone, especially Chu Meng and Chu Laozhang.

It can not only resolve the cause and effect of burden, but also show the immortal means, this is the result that Zhang Daoran wants.

The people in the courtyard slowly left the courtyard, Zhang Daoran waved his hand, and the courtyard gate closed automatically. With this hand, Uncle Chu tightened his whole body, and there was a feeling of encountering a ghost at night.

"Tell me, who did you listen to about my illness?"

Mr. Chu still wants to know through what channel Zhang Daoran learned about his family.

"The old man's Yin Tang was black, and his temples were twisted. There is a disease raging in the body, and you can see at a glance, where do you need to listen to others?" Zhang Daoran put his hands behind his back and stood proudly: "You can't understand the ability of cultivators, divination and hexagram are just small paths. And cultivation is profound, at a glance, a person's destiny and future, past and present lives all come to mind. ”

Zhang Daoran said again: "Poor Dao corrects it again, Poor Dao is here because of coincidence, and also because Chu Meng's fate is attracted." The poor path is not an evil cultivator who collects yin and replenishes yang as you think, nor does it come here for some ulterior motive. ”

Old Uncle Chu's heart jumped, and his originally vigilant heart was once again replaced by horror.

"Prophet of the Unknown?"

If you are sick, you don't say it first, what you thought in your heart just now, and the words that you didn't say, the Taoist priest in front of you actually knew everything.

"Dao Chief" Chu Lao Zhang's heart surged with a trace of awe: "What I said just now, I was offended. It's just that you can really save my life?"

If you can live a few more years and raise your granddaughter to adulthood, at least you can see your granddaughter marry and see the character of the person who entrusts her life. In this way, even if his soul returns to the underworld, he can also look at it.

I know that my illness is not cured in big hospitals, and the medicine stone is already useless, where does Zhang Daoran get his confidence?

Zhang Daoran's self-confidence, Chu Laozhang was skeptical.

Uncle Chu's apology, his attitude has changed, and he is still skeptical, Zhang Daoran doesn't care: "Since Poor Dao said it, he will naturally be sure"

Stretching out a hand, the pill just now appeared, and with a movement of his mind, a trace of aura wrapped the marrow cleansing pill, and floated towards Old Man Chu with a hazy light.

With such a miraculous method, Mr. Chu was very curious, and there was also a glimmer of hope in his heart. The elixir floated in front of him. Old Uncle Chu wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he was suddenly stunned: "Dao Chief, I still don't know one thing, you just saved me for no reason?" I don't know how to bear cause and effect, I just want to know what kind of price I will pay." ”

"The matter of the pill, Poor Dao will not say much. Poor Dao knows that you are worried in your heart, and Poor Dao has no purpose, but if it is just to resolve the cause and effect of your burden with Poor Dao. Just your granddaughter."

Zhang Daoran paused slightly, and Uncle Chu was shocked: "Sure enough, the purpose is still his granddaughter."

Ignoring Old Master Chu's nonsense, Zhang Daoran knew that this was human nature, and said: "Cultivators who cultivate the Tao are not able to enter the Tao by reading the Taoist scriptures or meditating. The most important thing for a cultivator is whether the spiritual veins are psychic. The spiritual veins are psychic, can absorb aura, have cultivation, and can go further. Chu Meng is a natural spirit psychic, Poor Dao intends to accept her as a disciple Of course, if Chu Lao Zhang is unwilling, Poor Dao will not force it"

"Apprentices?"

Mr. Chu doesn't understand the spiritual vein, and he doesn't understand the spiritual vein. Hearing Zhang Daoran say that he would accept apprentices, Mr. Chu somewhat understood Zhang Daoran's final intentions, but he also resisted: "In contemporary society, cultivation will not be productive, only with knowledge, knowledge, and a good job can you live a better life." I don't want Xiaomeng to spend her life in the future."

"Huh"

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly: "My husband seems to have a misunderstanding, the poor way to accept Xiaomeng as an apprentice, not only will not restrict her freedom, but will also choose a good school for her to go to school." After school, find a job and live a normal life. In the Poor Taoist Temple, some disciples are like this. And the old man can also go to the poor Taoist temple to cultivate his self-cultivation. ”

Helping his granddaughter go to school, Mr. Chu was very moved. The conditions of his family are too difficult, and even if he does not go to the Tao, he will find it difficult for his granddaughter to pay for schooling. Zhang Daoran said very clearly, and Mr. Chu relieved himself, stretched out his hand to take the pill, and looked at Zhang Daoran for a while, and then he raised his neck and swallowed the pill into his mouth.

In an instant, a spicy, spicy tear of oneself was about to come out. What you eat in your mouth is not a melt-in-the-mouth elixir at all, just like a lump of dirt. And there is an extremely strong taste of traditional Chinese medicine, this taste, straight to the brain, the stomach is churning, and the noodles I ate at night almost vomited.

"Don't spit it out, don't wheeze, swallow the pill"

Uncle Chu almost instinctively wanted to open his mouth to spit out the pill, but Zhang Daoran's words made Uncle Chu grit his teeth and swallow the pill.

When the pill entered the stomach, the taste of Chinese medicine in the mouth slowly faded, and a burst of faint fragrance traveled all over the body with a feeling that made people want to float gently. Uncle Chu closed his eyes and felt that his feet seemed to be off the ground, fluttering into the air.

This feeling was fleeting, and Uncle Chu felt very comfortable, and the torture of the previous illness disappeared in an instant. When he opened his eyes, Uncle Chu felt dizzy, because of the illness, his eyes were cloudy, and at this time, he saw Zhang Daoran's face clearly in the night.

"Dao Chief, how young are you?"

Uncle Chu was surprised, a pill, his body was really light. This feeling can only be felt at the age of seventeen or eighteen, when the body is at its best. Just about to thank him, he suddenly exclaimed: "My teeth"