After breakfast, You Yixiu helped Uncle Chu change into a robe, and Cheng Yiyan went down the mountain with Shuangying Lang Yining and Dalong.

The Taoist temple fell into a kind of tranquility, and on the other side of the courtyard, Chu Meng and Mengxi had been chatting. At first, Zhang Daoran didn't care what they said, and he wasn't interested in listening. After going to the shrine to offer incense, the two women, one big and one small, were still chatting.

The two of them chatted quietly, it was still early at this time, and Zhang Daoran was not ready to go to see Xianguan. When he arrived under the old peach tree and held the Taoist scriptures, he seemed to be reading the Taoist scriptures, and his consciousness sank into the chaotic world.

The last time I just got the "Diamond Sutra", I was kneeled by the grandfather and grandson of Mr. Chu, and Zhang Daoran interrupted the eight supernatural powers that appeared in the "Huang Ting Sutra".

Entering the chaotic world, the chaotic world seems to have expanded a lot. The Fortune Tower still stands in the chaos, a small space of its own. Zhang Daoran looked at the closed door of the Qi Luck Tower and shook his head: "The Qi Luck Tower has not been opened since it appeared. Once you open it, you will teach the Dao magic power once. I'm really looking forward to opening the Fortune Tower once. ”

The appearance of the Fortune Tower has a significantly different effect from the "Huang Ting Jing". The Qi Yun Tower is mainly responsible for imparting the supernatural powers of the Dao, while the "Huang Ting Jing" is responsible for the exercises and perceptions. The concept of whether the "Diamond Sutra" belongs to the exercises or the Taoist supernatural powers is somewhat vague, saying that it is the exercises, and the "Diamond Sutra" contains a lot of Buddhist supernatural powers. It is said that it is a miracle of Taoism, but the "Diamond Sutra" contains a special cultivation method.

Not far from the Chaos Tower, Zhang Daoran's eyes fell into a special space through the endless chaos. The area of this space is not large, but it is more than ten miles in radius, and unlike the chaotic world outside, this space is still a regular space. The rules of yin and yang appear, and the five elements are contained in them. At this time, Long Yiyun was no longer so restless, but floating in the air, his eyes were closed, and his expression was serene, as if he was comprehending some kind of supernatural power.

Without continuing to pay attention to Long Yiyun, Zhang Daoran's gaze looked farther to the far west. The Sun Wandering God was left with only a black mist of primordial spirit, wandering in a newly formed space.

"To be free, you have to make sacrifices. What if you can get rid of the demonic nature, return to the body of Yin God merit, let you out, and return your freedom?"

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Daoran's heart moved, and appeared on the gray peak where the "Huang Tingjing" was located.

"I don't know what kind of surprise will be brought by the eight highlights last night......"

Last night, because of the traction of fate, Zhang Daoran was interrupted by Chu Lao's grandfather and grandson to continue to receive the magical powers obtained from "Huang Tingjing". Standing on the peak where "Huang Tingjing" is located, looking at "Huang Tingjing", Zhang Daoran has more expectations in his heart.

"Huang Ting Jing" is windless and automatic, and a point of light floats out and turns into a scripture in the air. Zhang Daoran took the scriptures and looked at them, and his face changed slightly: "The Bodhi Sutra turned out to be a Buddhist scripture ...... again."

With the appearance of a scripture, "Huang Ting Jing" continues to open a new page, and the light points continue to flash. turned into a series of scriptures, fell into Zhang Daoran's hands, and in the blink of an eye, there was a stack of scriptures in Zhang Daoran's hands. Every scripture fell into Zhang Daoran's hands, and the content of the scriptures automatically appeared in Zhang Daoran's mind, and the meaning of every word and the different artistic conception of each sentence were deeply rooted in his mind.

"The Yanhua Sutra", the Jizo Sutra, the Amitayus Sutra, the Amitabha Sutra, and the Ranga Sutra. ”

Zhang Daoran opened his eyes, these scriptures did not need Zhang Daoran to deliberately understand, they were all engraved in his mind. Zhang Daoran raised his head and sighed deeply: "Is this to be poor, change your faith, and practice Buddhism?"

Zhang Daoran has passed on the "Huang Ting Jing" and deeply understands that Buddha is the Tao. Cultivating the Tao is not cultivating the Buddha, but cultivating the Buddha is the way of cultivation. It's just that Zhang Daoran also felt a trace of resistance: "Is it possible that the poor Dao has become the leader of the Daomen, and he must also become the leader of the Buddhism? Or, blend the Buddha's Dao and achieve a new cultivation system?"

Some of these scriptures exist in this world, while others do not.

In any case, what will be the use of these scriptures in the future, Zhang Daoran is very clear: "These Buddhist scriptures are bound to be like Taoist scriptures, once the poor Tao is recited, it will produce unexpected artistic conceptions......"

"Fortunately, in addition to the Buddhist scriptures, there is also a Taoist scripture. Zhang Daoran waved his hand, and there was only one of the seven scriptures in his hand. Looking at this scripture, Zhang Daoran also put it away: ""The True Scripture of Tongxuan" is really wonderful......

Compared with the Taoist scriptures, Zhang Daoran feels that it is more suitable for him, and the concept is very similar. Even if there are differences, the general direction is the same.

"First of all, it is a wise eye, and now it is six Buddhist scriptures, the inheritance of "Huang Ting Jing", what is it?

Shaking his head, Zhang Daoran looked at the new page of the "Huang Ting Sutra": "Eight points of light, now I know seven, the inheritance of the next point of light is not taught with these scriptures, isn't it a scripture, but something else?"

Suddenly, a point of light flew out from the "Huang Ting Jing" and submerged into the Qi Luck Tower.

"Boom ......"

I don't know what material the tower is made of, but the first door finally opens at this moment.

"Is it a kind of Taoist supernatural power?"

Zhang Daoran's indifferent face showed a hint of joy. For such a long time, he didn't get the Dao Fa supernatural powers, and Zhang Daoran once suspected that the Qi Luck Tower or the "Huang Ting Jing" would not teach the Dao Fa supernatural powers again.

Zhang Daoran's realm at this time can comprehend the Dao Law in the scriptures, but he also deeply does not understand that the magical power taught by the Qi Luck Tower far exceeds the power of the Dao Law he has comprehended.

With a thought in his mind, Zhang Daoran came to the door opened by the Fortune Tower. At this time, Zhang Daoran knew that the size of the Qi Luck Tower was far beyond his imagination. The first layer of the gate is about ten meters high and seven or eight meters wide. Zhang Daoran stood in front of the door, feeling so small.

Stepping into the tower, the first floor is very empty, and the radius is more than flat. In the space of the first layer of the Qi Luck Tower, there is a colorful auspicious cloud floating.

"Could it be that it is similar to the auspicious clouds that Poor Dao uses now?"

Zhang Daoran's heart fluttered: "Or is this a more advanced auspicious cloud similar to the somersault cloud?"

The auspicious clouds used at this time are very fast, but they have not yet reached the extreme. There is no instantaneous speed, and a thousand miles will take more than ten minutes.

was wondering, the colorful auspicious clouds turned into a wisp of mist and directly merged into Zhang Daoran Tianling. Zhang Daoran was slightly stunned: "It's really different, it's very different from the previous auspicious clouds." ”

Zhang Daoran was ready to receive this kind of supernatural power, and a stream of information poured into the sea of knowledge and engraved it in his heart: "It is difficult to understand luck and merit." Luck becomes a cloud, merit becomes a wheel. Luck changes life, merit is strong. Radiate the world and change people's hearts......"

"There is no merit and no trick, and there is no teacher to learn by himself. Merit manifests, and the heart of the Tao is self-evident......"

Zhang Daoran's eyes were closed, and he carefully comprehended this information. There was no sadness or joy on his face, and he was indeed a little helpless in his heart: "The Golden Wheel of Merit, the manifestation of the saint, the poor Dao has just entered the Dao not long ago, what is the use of condensing the Golden Wheel of Merit?"

In the end, I got the supernatural powers, but it was useless, and I could only bluff people's merit golden wheel: "Maybe I don't understand the poor way, what is the use of the merit golden wheel......

In the Sanqing Temple, Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged, seemingly comprehending the Taoist scriptures, but suddenly, a peaceful atmosphere emanated from Zhang Daoran's body. Chu Meng and Mengxi, who were chatting, turned their heads to look at Zhang Daoran, and were instantly stunned.

Zhang Daoran was shrouded in colorful mist at this time, and his figure was hazy and looming. These colorful mist slowly converged behind Zhang Daoran's head and slowly solidified, forming a golden wheel of merit with a diameter of more than half a meter.