"Is it harder to rebuild?"

Only then did Long Yun know why he went to the island in the middle of the lake to ask, Zhang Daoran was unwilling to accept him as an apprentice.

I thought that he was already in the Yang God realm, and his starting point was much higher than that of ordinary disciples, so he shouldn't be rejected. At that time, Long Yun thought a lot, including Zhang Daoran, who was afraid that he would become a monk halfway and not have a strong sense of belonging to the sect.

Now that I think about it, what I thought in my heart at the beginning was the heart of a villain and the belly of a gentleman.

"Ordinary people are like a blank sheet of paper, and writing is easier and more convenient. And you are like a piece of paper full of words, how easy is it to revise it? The original understanding of the Tao is the biggest obstacle to your reconstruction. ”

Zhang Daoran looked at the Tao Sutra with his eyes, and his mouth opened and closed: "Before you, you also accepted a disciple Tianjizi for the teacher, which is the realm of the Yuan Shen, and I didn't want to accept him as an apprentice when I was a teacher... Now he has been rebuilding for a short time, and he has not completely transformed the inheritance of the island in the middle of the lake... Fortunately, your roots are basically not strong, and the difficulty of re-entering is a little lower. ”

At the beginning, most of the reasons for accepting Tianjizi as an apprentice were because tasting was a plastic talent.

"The vast red dust, the realization of the heart. The Tao is not there, so what does it exist. The Tao is my will, and I can find it freely......"

Long Yun seemed to have an understanding, but there was more confusion, Zhang Daoran didn't care whether he understood or not, and said to himself: "This is also for the teacher, to bring you to the red dust, so that you can understand the red dust, understand the original meaning of the red dust, and understand the world of the red dust." Pay attention to the difference of each person, remember every change in the human heart..."

Long Yun fell into deep thought, as if he had gained something.

This is fundamentally different from his original direction of enlightenment, and has a great contrast with his original philosophy.

Zhang Daoran waved his hand, and Long Yun was transferred to the innermost part of the store unconsciously. Zhang Daoran didn't seem to move, but he was already sitting in front of the shop, behind the table.

His whole person seemed to be very natural, he should have sat there, abruptly, but he couldn't make out the difference at all.

At this time, in front of the store, there were several fat men wearing suits, big bare heads, and gold chains around their necks.

"Huh?"

One of them, a tall and fat man, was a little confused: "In the past, this was a place to park, and it was convenient to walk here to relieve the three emergencies." I found out today that someone rented it here..."

"Hey..."

A few fat men were drunk, and slapped the table in front of Zhang Daoran: "It's still a Taoist priest, what are you doing here?

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable..."

Zhang Daoran didn't get up, raised his head slightly, and looked at the fat man: "This small shop solves problems for people, judges life and death, and says that people are good and bad." You can go to the ground to catch ghosts, and you can go to heaven to ask God. What do you need, how will God arrange, poor Tao can naturally tell you. ”

"Yoh?"

The other fat man was a little short, staggering, and smelled of alcohol: "The little Taoist has such a big breath, then you are omnipotent?"

Zhang Daoran's face was indifferent: "So to speak." ”

"Then you can see in the next rain..."

Humpty Dumpty's face was full of playfulness, as if he had found a fun toy to relieve his boredom: "If you really can do anything, then it will rain." ”

"It's raining..."

Zhang Daoran looked at this Humpty Dumpty man a little speechlessly: "Are you begging for rain or the public begging for rain?" If there is no virtue in the heavens, it should rain but there is no rain, life is short, and you can naturally ask for rain for the common people. If the wind and rain are smooth, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, it is against the will of heaven to ask for rain with their own wishes, and they need to compromise their longevity to ask for rain..."

"That's so mysterious..."

Humpty Dumpty touched his bare head and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Where are there so many reasons, if you are really omnipotent, why are there so many restrictions?"

"Why is it raining when you are poor?"

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, and didn't seem to see his dissatisfaction at all: "The will of heaven cannot be violated, and the number of orders cannot be changed." Forcibly change the number of days, how simple is it to spread clouds and rain?"

"Then how are you willing to make it rain?"

Humpty Dumpty grinned: "This weather is so hot, so many of us here, we all want to rain, these are enough..."

Zhang Daoran shook his head: "It's not enough..."

"You still can't make it rain..."

Humpty Dumpty whistled: "It's high-sounding, omnipotent, it's this, it's that, it's all kinds of conditions, little Taoist, my brother is in a good mood now, you tell me, how can you make it rain..."

Zhang Daoran glanced at a few fat people: "You have no virtue in you, and you have done a lot of evil things." If you ask for rain, you need to use your own longevity to ask for rain, a drop of rain in ten years, if you want the world to be half a foot deep, you will not be enough to wait for a few people..."

"What?"

Humpty Dumpty glared, he seemed to have heard the best joke in the world: "The more you talk about Shouyuan, the more mysterious it becomes, I'm more interested now, tell me, how much rain can it rain in my lifespan?"

Zhang Daoran was leisurely, as if he was opening the door to do business: "You don't have much longevity, even if you don't lose the longevity rain this time, eleven years later, you will be on the street..."

"Little Taoist, you curse me?"

Humpty Dumpty's face is ugly, and he is in the rivers and lakes, and the most taboo is that someone curses: "Do you still want to open a store?"

"Since Poor Dao has set up an incense altar here and opened the door for the benefit of Hongchen, he naturally wants to open a store until he wants to leave. ”

Zhang Daoran glanced at a few people, still sitting there: "Since Poor Dao has opened a store, he is naturally not afraid of threats. ”

"Good..."

The tall fat man grabbed the short fat man: "Then you say, how can it rain?"

"Your brother's longevity is not enough, you all share a little, and in fifty years, you can drop a drop of rain... As the saying goes, a drop of rain in the sky is an inch deep in the world..."

Looking at Zhang Daoran, who was full of confidence and leisurely, the tall fat man smiled: "Okay, then you will rain a rain, Jiang Ming's life, and each of us will have ten years of life... It's just that we agreed to your terms, what if you can't make it rain?"

Using people's longevity in exchange for a rain is inherently ridiculous.

In the world, is there really anyone who regards himself as a god?

Even if it's an immortal, it can't be said that whoever loses his longevity will lose who's longevity...

"If it doesn't rain, what are you going to do, and the poor road won't stop you..."

Zhang Daoran said with a smile: "This small shop, the rent is 300,000 yuan a year, if the poor road can't rain, this small shop will be given the right to use it for one year..."

"Good!"

The tall fat man was full of joy: "A word is a certainty, so when will you ask for rain, how long will it take, and how long will it take for the rain to fall?"

"If you are willing to pay the price, it will rain at any time..."

Glancing at the clear starry sky, Zhang Daoran retracted his gaze: "You have no virtue, fifty years of life, you can only cover a radius of five hundred meters... The rain is an inch deep..."

"No matter how much, as long as it can rain, that's your ability..."

The tall fat man grinned: "Little Taoist, don't regret it..."

"Poor Dao naturally won't regret it, since you asked for rain, Poor Dao a store as a bet, then you should also pay the price..."

Looking at Zhang Daoran who was smiling, the tall fat man nodded: "That's fair... Anyway, your conditions..."

Zhang Daoran stood up without any hesitation: "The Fang family has a woman Fang Bizhen, who should be innocent and dedicated." After begging for rain, the money that the Fang family owes you, you will be exempted..."