"Wow......"

Above the island in the middle of the lake, after Zhang Daoran left, a shout mixed with horror and excitement: "Uncle... Who are you, you can fly!"

This child is Fang Yan, the son of Fang Ming, the eldest brother of Fang Tong, and is seven years old this year. Xiangyun fell to the dock of the island in the middle of the lake from a high altitude, and the dialect was a little scared, but more excited and shouted: "It's more enjoyable than a roller coaster!"

"Poor Zhang Daoran ......"

The boldness of the dialect made Zhang Daoran feel a little different: "It's going to be on the ground soon......"

Almost as Zhang Daoran's voice fell, the auspicious clouds suddenly disappeared, and Zhang Daoran fell to the ground with a dialect. With his feet on the dock, Zhang Daoran didn't look at the stunned children, his eyes were like electricity, and he fell into the lake, and the big dragon twisted a big carp with his huge body.

"The Great Dragon... Let it go......"

Dalong hesitated a little, looked at the big carp with a pair of vertical pupils, and with reluctance, he still let go of his body very obediently.

"Puff ......"

The big carp was freed, landed in the water, made a splash, and disappeared immediately.

Dalong looked at the water with some reluctance, but still climbed onto the dock and rubbed Zhang Daoran's clothes with his big head.

"Wow... Immortal ......"

"Flying immortals, immortals stepping on auspicious clouds!"

After a brief silence, a dozen children on the dock screamed. Looking at Zhang Daoran's gaze, with a kind of awe and more eager to try: "Immortal, I want to fly too, can you fly with me?"

"I'm going to fly too... I'm going to fly ...... too."

Except for the eldest dialect, who was less than eight years old, most of the other children were four or five years old, and the youngest was only three years old. They have difficulty distinguishing between right and wrong, and they do not know what to prioritize. I only feel that the dialect was brought by Zhang Daoran by the clouds, and they can naturally follow the clouds and fly to the blue sky.

"Don't be noisy... Don't be noisy ......"

The dialect is not only the oldest, but also the most sensible: "This is the immortal, let's bow down and worship the immortal first!"

In a word, these children suddenly stopped and shouted, as if they remembered something, some children were too young, and if they had something in their hearts, they said directly: "Uncle has already said that when you see the gods, you have to bow down and call the master." ”

"Whoa......

"Master......"

A group of more than a dozen children were about to kneel down as soon as their knees bent. And these children, neatly and uniformly, shouted the word master together.

A gentle force that holds the children and makes it difficult for their knees to touch the ground. Zhang Daoran shook his head, and did not soften his heart because these children were not very old: "Poor Dao is not your master... Poor Dao is not a god, you don't need to bow down. ”

One kneel and one cause and effect, especially young children, are pure-hearted and have no complicated ideas. This kneeling, I'm afraid, will directly implement the name of master and apprentice, which is not what Zhang Daoran wants. These children have ordinary qualifications, and the aura enters the body, and all of them escape out, and it is difficult to leave a single penny.

Even if they are accepted as disciples, it is difficult to use the Open Pulse Pill to open up their spiritual veins and enter the Dao Gate.

A group of children got up blankly, and saw Chu Yimeng, came to Zhang Daoran, raised their innocent little faces, and called sweetly: "Apprentice to meet Master......"

Zhang Daoran showed a smile on his face and glanced at Chu Yimeng. I saw Chu Yimeng and these children all wet, and as soon as their minds moved, a spring breeze blew on their faces, and all the moisture on the clothes on these children was evaporated and became extremely dry.

"Thank you, Master......"

Chu Yimeng is really happy, just like a child in early childhood, he likes to show off his toys, Chu Yimeng was really excited when Zhang Daoran just appeared. Looking at these children, there was a haughty look: "This is my master, only I can call the master, you can't call it." ”

"Apprentice to see Master... Thank you, master......"

Chu Yimeng's words were directly ignored by these children.

Although Zhang Daoran didn't let them kneel, these children saw that Chu Yimeng seemed to be Zhang Daoran's favorite, and they followed sweetly and shouted.

Zhang Daoran still replied: "Yimeng is a beginner disciple of the Poor Dao, so you can be called the Poor Dao Master, you are not a Poor Dao disciple, you can't be called a master." You can call the poor Taoist chief, or a real ......"

"Okay, Yimeng, you can take these friends up the mountain first......"

Zhang Daoran turned around, faced the lotus bush, his mind moved, and the clouds under his feet floated into the distance against the lotus flowers.

Immortals, how did you fly away?

These children are very reluctant.

"Call the Taoist chief because this uncle is a Taoist priest, what does it mean to call a real person? Could it be that this uncle is a dummy?"

These children are not deeply involved in the world, and they have never been in contact with Taoist priests, so they naturally do not understand that real people are an honorific title.

"Shut up!"

Chu Yimeng shouted, and his voice was deafening.

More than a dozen children were silent in an instant, and none of them spoke. Even if it was a dialect, he obediently closed his mouth.

Chu Yimeng's eyebrows raised: "True person is an honorific title for immortals, you will understand it later." From now on, line up in two teams and start going up the hill to carry our fish ......"

In just two or three days of getting along, Chu Yimeng, who has already started cultivating, has a few brushes under his hands, and these children are naturally obedient to the strong at their stubborn age. A dozen children lined up in two columns and began to make their way up the mountain.

......

"Whoa......

In the south of the lotus bush, less than ten meters away, the big carp that had just "escaped" jumped up and fell on the water. On the surface of the lake within a radius of 100 meters, a large group of various swimming fish, shrimp and crabs are pressed by black pressure. There are also some frogs and toads, some insects in the water.

Lined up in a queue, as if under review.

When Zhang Daoran saw this scene, his indifferent face also showed a hint of strangeness: "Long Yiyun's carp general... But there really is such a momentum. ”

This big carp is one of the carp generals who used aura to "ignite" when Long Yiyun incarnated as a dragon and lived in the lake. One of them was unfortunate enough to swim over the head of the island in the middle of the lake and was caught by fishermen.

Long Yiyun forcibly used the secret method of the dragon clan to make the carp more spiritual, but did not give them the corresponding strength. Except for a little more wisdom, it is no different from ordinary carp at all.

A big carp about seventy or eighty centimeters long led a group of small fish, looking at this formation, it must be the carp general because of the big dragon, after escaping, he took his younger brother to take revenge.

"Fortunately, there is a Protector Formation here, and the fishermen can't get in, otherwise you will inevitably be caught by the fishermen, or become the food in the belly of the big dragon......"

Zhang Daoran felt funny, shook his head and flicked his fingers, a little golden light flew out, fell on the top of General Carp's head in the blink of an eye, suddenly exploded, and submerged into General Carp's head: "Poor Dao won't arrest you today, just remove a touch of aura left by Yiyun in your body, and let you recover your original spiritual ......"

"Whoa......

A touch of aura in General Carp's body was erased by Zhang Daoran. The carp general sank into the water, and instantly sank to the bottom and disappeared. On the surface of the lake, groups of swimming fish, shrimp and crabs in a formation seemed to be frightened, and suddenly ran in panic......

Schools of fish and shrimp stirred up small waves on the surface of the water, and the originally black and oppressive water surface instantly became calm.

"Yiyun's nature is like this, when the dragon clan reaches a water, they will claim the throne and build the Crystal Palace. I hope that Yiyun can have an epiphany this time and comprehend the original meaning of the poor road. ”

Zhang Daoran stood on top of the auspicious clouds and looked into the distance.

Zhang Daoran had clouds under his feet, rose rising, and went to Yin Yang Island. Suddenly, Xiangyun paused, Zhang Daoran frowned, and his figure drifted to the southwest. 8)