There are eight people in the Quanzhen Dao, some old and some young, with solemn faces. When standing on the dock, the faces of the eight people suddenly became solemn. Looking at You Yixiu, who led the way in front, Sun Haidong felt a trace of inexplicable feeling in his heart: "The island in the middle of the lake is still the island in the middle of the lake, the scenery is the same, but the poor road feels so strange......"

More than three years have passed, and more than three years ago, the Sanqing Guanguan advocated Taoism and preached, and Sun Haidong had come in person. Feel Zhang Daoran's preaching, that kind of miraculous, heaven and earth vision. It's just that after Zhang Daoran fell into a coma, Quanzhen Dao never came to Sanqingguan again.

"Uncle Shi...", a Quanzhen Dao Master noticed Sun Haidong's solemn face, and his heart suddenly burst: "Can we succeed this time?"

Glancing at this young Quanzhen Dao cultivator, Sun Haidong shook his head, sighed and said, "Poor Dao remembers that when Quanzhen Dao promised the name of Quanzhen Dao, Zhang Zhenren refused. This time......"

Sun Haidong's face was even more solemn, thinking of Zhang Daoran's refusal at the beginning, Quan Zhen only felt sorry, but did not feel Zhang Daoran's magical ability, one day, he could make Quan Zhendao a life-saving straw.

The faces of the Quanzhen disciples all changed, and there was nervousness in their eyes.

The position of the real person, that is the position of the commander of the entire Laoshan Mountain. The various factions in Laoshan have competed for the true truth, and for many years, there has been no result. Three years ago, the only time the Laoshan factions agreed to an outsider to become a true person, but Zhang Daoran refused.

So this time......

"Now there are mysterious Taoist cultivators in Longhu Mountain, showing all kinds of miracles. Buddhism also has a Dharma master, showing all kinds of magical powers. Now in the entire two gates of Buddhism and Taoism, only Zhang Zhenren can compete with Longhu Songshan. And I, waiting, came with a purpose, I'm afraid Zhang Zhenren has already predicted it in his heart. This time, I'm afraid it will be empty-handed again......"

Come away empty-handed?

The Quanzhen disciples all smiled bitterly, they already had a guess in their hearts about this answer, but they just didn't want to think about it. When they came, the entire Quanzhen faction came to see them off, and earnestly instructed them that they must succeed.

However, when they came to Beisi Lake, they could only see the island in the middle of the lake from a distance, and were isolated by the formation. If it weren't for that Zhang Zhenren disciple coming to guide, they probably wouldn't have had a chance to board the dock at all.

They had no intention of looking at the scenery around the island in the middle of the lake, even if it was the first time they came to Sanqingguan, they were still preoccupied.

When he stepped on the top of the mountain and stood at the gate of Sanqingguan, Sun Haidong's face was also a little apprehensive and a little nervous.

"Fellow Daoists, the master is in Sanqingguan, please come in. You Yixiu did not enter the Taoist temple, but stood in front of the door of the Taoist temple, turning sideways slightly: "The poor Taoist still has the master's life, and he is going down the mountain now......"

Without following into the Sanqing Temple, You Yixiu turned around and left directly.

It wasn't until You Yixiu's figure disappeared at the corner of the mountain road that Sun Haidong took a long breath and entered the Sanqing Temple.

It is not the first time that Sun Haidong has come to Sanqingguan, it is still like spring all year round, and compared with the heat outside, Sanqingguan is very cool. Unlike Sun Haidong, who was not the first time to come, this time he came with Quanzhen Dao Cultivator, who was a disciple of the entire Laoshan sect, not only the disciples of the Longmen faction, but these seven disciples all came to Sanqingguan for the first time. When they entered the Sanqing Temple, a spring breeze blew, making them seem to enter the air-conditioned room from the stove in an instant, and they couldn't help but shiver. An ethereal silence that quieted their restless minds for a moment. It seems that all troubles, with the entry of the Sanqingguan, are placed outside the gate of the Sanqingguan.

The scenery of Sanqingguan came into view, and the big bad wolf was the most eye-catching. In the Taoist temple, there are also two unusually majestic eagles.

His eyelids trembled, and even Sun Haidong felt his heart tremble: "This wolf has become a sperm......

Because the old wolf performed the Dao method last night, he showed the magic power of the Dao law, Zhang Daoran did not scold and punish, and the old wolf became emboldened. Now I am practicing the Dao all the time. The rattan stretches and stretches, stretches on the ground, and shakes in the air, more than three meters.

"Sanqingguan is worthy of its name, a wolf can perform Taoism!"

The Quanzhen disciples were the most shocked, the Sanqingguan was just like a boat before, they had no personal experience, it was hard to believe. Now that they have entered the Sanqing Temple, even a wolf can perform the Dao Method, which is even stronger than the entire Quanzhen Dao Cultivation, and they are even more awe-inspiring in their hearts.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable... Sun Daoyou, let's meet again. ”

The sound was like a spring breeze, making their souls tremble, and they felt a strange feeling, as if to awaken a certain memory in the depths of their souls.

Because the old wolf attracted all the attention, he suddenly turned around, and under the old peach tree, a young Taoist priest stood with a smile on his face. It seems to be close at hand, but there is a dusty temperament. There is a vague and unreal feeling, as if it will drift away with the wind at any moment.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, disciple Sun Haidong, I have seen Zhang Zhenren!"

"I've seen Zhang Zhenren!"

Sun Haidong performed the disciple ceremony, which was very different from the last time he was a fellow Daoist. The Quanzhen disciple followed closely and made a great salute.

Zhang Daoran raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care.

With a faint smile, Zhang Daoran knew everything in his chest: "The purpose of your coming here is known to the poor Dao." Poor people do not fight for fame and fortune, do not fight for luck, faith, and prestige. Only seek the avenue in the red dust, and pursue detachment. ”

Standing up, Sun Haidong's face trembled, and there was a sense of loss in his eyes: "Real ......"

Although he already had the answer in his heart, Sun Haidong was still very disappointed. The Quanzhen disciples had long heard that Zhang Daoran had an unpredictable prophet, and sure enough, they had not yet arrived at the island in the middle of the lake, and Zhang Zhenren sent disciples to greet them. When they came to Sanqingguan, they already knew the purpose of their coming.

Sun Haidong's loss, Zhang Daoran didn't care. I have no intention of accepting the honor of the true person, so why should I care about the attitude of the whole truth?

Motioning for Sun Haidong to sit down, Sun Haidong shook his head and refused, still standing with his hands tied very stiffly: "Real person, Dragon Tiger Songshan united, after the real person released the news of the sermon, he immediately released the news of the sermon, and sent an invitation, and I was really invited." For example, today's Daomen, driven by interests and restricted by various factors, I am afraid that they will gather together in the dragon and tiger, instead of Sanqingguan. ”

Sun Haidong was a little cautious and kept observing the changes in Zhang Daoran's expression. Seeing Zhang Daoran's indifferent face and no waves in the ancient well, Sun Haidong was a little disappointed: "In this way, I am afraid that the preaching on Huxin Island will be ......."

"There is a fate, at the beginning of the poor road cultivation, the word fate is the root. Zhang Daoran knew what Sun Haidong was going to say, I am afraid that when the time comes, no one will come to the Sanqingguan preaching. Zhang Daoran disagreed: "I have the way to heaven, and I came to get immortal fate, and since then I have been true." Come or not come, the number of fates is determined, and the poor road will not be forced. ”

There is a fate to come, and no one will come if there is no reason to force it. Sun Haidong felt that he was short of words and didn't know how to say it again.

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly: "The world's Taoist cultivation is not only true to dragons and tigers, but also countless sects, with different inheritances. And the pursuit is the same, becoming an immortal and immortal is the most persistent long-cherished wish of a cultivator. Therefore, in the heart of the cultivator, he has his own judgment......"

"Immortal, become an immortal...... his eyes lit up, and Sun Haidong suddenly raised his head: "Real people may not know, dragons, tigers, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, It can be transformed into a array, it can channel the stars, it has vast magical powers, and it has a ...... origin."

Zhang Daoran's eyes lit up, and he stared at Sun Haidong, and his heart fluctuated a little: "Quan Zhen, do you know the origin of Long Yun descending the dragon?"