After a meal, it was already ** o'clock in the evening.

When the dishes and chopsticks were cleaned up, Zhang Yizhi repaired his words and came to the old peach tree with a dozen futons. One for each person, sitting cross-legged opposite Zhang Daoran. The same is true of the wind and dust road chief Hengkong, sitting cross-legged on the futon, and sitting with Zhang Daoran looking at each other.

Seeing that everyone was pretending to listen to the sermon, Zhang Daoran shook his head helplessly. Ever since he got the five scriptures and started preaching, every monastic who heard his sermons was reluctant to preach with him.

"You are all cultivating the way of heaven, and if you are poor, you will talk about the law of the way of heaven......"

His eyes fell on Zhang Yizhi Yiyan, and Zhang Daoran hesitated. The original intention was to change my Tao with a single word. Now letting them listen to the Tao is invisibly helping them cultivate the Heavenly Dao. When the time comes, abandon the Heavenly Dao and rebuild my Dao, and now listen to the Dao, the realm will be improved, and the cultivation will increase, and it may be a little troublesome to change my Dao when the time comes.

Looking at Huo Siyan again, he was also sitting cross-legged beside Cheng Yiyan with a curious face, and Zhang Daoran closed his eyes.

Huo Siyan was really curious, listening to the sermon, listening to other people's preaching, is it just listening to the cultivators talking about the immortal law, and then being able to cultivate? Huo Siyan didn't know this, but when he saw everyone, when Zhang Daoran was about to preach, his face was full of joy, thinking that listening to the sermon could help these Taoist masters cultivate.

"The Law of Heavenly Dao ......"

After all, Huo Siyan is not deeply involved in the world and has not yet come into contact with online literature. At this time, he had just graduated from the sixth grade of elementary school, and Tiandao may have heard it, but he didn't know much about it.

"Isn't it like Shaolin Temple, where monks chant scriptures, preaching Buddhism and preaching Buddhism?"

"There should be some difference between a Taoist priest preaching and a monk saying Buddhism. Huo Siyan lost interest in an instant: "Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, listening to it will only make people drowsy." ”

"Chaos is beginning to open, and heaven and earth are reborn. The rebirth of heaven and earth is for Hongmeng. The law is not revealed, and there are no spirits. Ethereal, Honghong ...... dark" Zhang Daoran's lips opened lightly, and his voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

In the distance, the old wolf of the big dragon was originally guarding the gate of the Taoist temple, and when he heard Zhang Daoran preaching, he immediately got up and came to the back of the crowd. The big dragon coiled into a snake formation, tilted his head, a trace of aura penetrated from his nostrils, his mouth opened, and a trace of turbidity escaped from his mouth.

The old wolf lay on the ground, his eyes were slightly blind, his tail was wagging and flicking, and there was a kind of enjoyment on the wolf's face.

It's been two years, and it's been two and a half years since Zhang Daoran last preached. After two and a half years, the big dragon old wolf seems to be looking forward to this kind of preaching.

Zhudao, who was sitting cross-legged, had an inexplicable look on his face, and slowly smiled at the corner of his mouth. Especially Hengkong, the Taoist scriptures that Zhang Daoran is reciting now, Hengkong has heard before. But this time I listened to the same content, and the last time I listened to the sermon, I had a different feeling.

A trace of aura entered the body, and it was several times more than when he was cultivating and the aura remained in the body and converged into the dantian. The cool aura enters the body, and the body that has been hit hard is slowly restored under the nourishment of the aura.

Hengkong had no time to observe the changes in his body, and Zhang Daoran's voice seemed to have magic power. Let the consciousness of Hengkong fly in an instant, and enter a world full of life and non-existent. Everything here seems to be non-existent, but it is in order. The sun in the sky always rests in the middle of the sky, and on one side of the sun is a moon about the size of the sun with a soft light.

"The sun and the moon coexist, day and night. The law is not obvious, and time is difficult to follow......"

Hengkong has the perception of Hengkong, and everyone has the perception of everyone. Mengxi This is the first time to listen to Zhang Daoran's preaching, and I have heard that Zhang Daoran's preaching is full of visions and wonderful. As soon as Zhang Daoran spoke, he felt that the aura entered his body, and his vision changed. Mengxi felt that he had entered a Taoist temple, and the faces of Qiankun in the Taoist temple were cold and his eyes were indifferent. It seems that everything does not linger in the heart, and everything is difficult to enter the heart......

The way of ruthlessness is ruthless, and the only way in the heart is that everything is empty.

Behind Mengxi, Huo Siyan was bored, but when the first word came from Zhang Daoran's mouth, there was nothing abnormal. When the second word enters the ear, the body is like a dog summer, suddenly jumping into the refreshing pool water. I got goosebumps all over my body and felt my scalp tingle. A hint of cool sensation enters the body from all directions of the body and travels throughout the body.

The chaotic world in front of me was like a wall, collapsing with a bang. One side of the grassland is high and mountainous, flowers and plants are everywhere, butterflies are flying, and the world of birds and flowers is presented in front of you.

The gurgling water passes in front of you, the grassland is full of cattle and horses, and the pastoral song is melodious. The world in the distance is very vast, but strange, the whole world seems to be in their sight, delicately visible, what you think in your heart, the distant scenery is in front of you. The scenery in front of me changed again, an auspicious cloud fell at his feet, and the auspicious clouds rose, soaring into the sky with Huo Siyan.

The breeze in the Taoist temple is gentle, the stars in the sky are dotted, and the half-round bright moon blows away the cumulus clouds.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran remained sober and did not enter that artistic conception. His eyes swept over everyone who heard the sermon, and he shook his head secretly. Everyone has a different perception, and the world in the mind changes due to the ups and downs of the mind, and is born because of the change of thinking.

The aura entered the body, and Zhang Yizhi was full of smiles on his face, as if he had gained. Zhang Daoran preached the Taoist scriptures, raised his right hand, and several talismans flew away, spontaneously combusted in the air without fire, and landed beside the two people.

Zhang Yifang and Cheng Yiyan were originally immersed in the artistic conception of Taoism, but suddenly all this disappeared, and their hearts sank slightly, and they couldn't say uncomfortable. When he opened his eyes, he thought that Zhang Daoran's sermon had ended, but he found that Zhang Daoran, who was sitting on the stone pier, shook his head at the two.

Instantly understood Zhang Daoran's intentions, Zhang Yifang and Cheng Yiyan wanted to get up and leave, but found that the radius was less than one meter, and it seemed to be another world. When you stand up, you can see everything in front of you, but your steps are raised but you are still in place.

smiled bitterly, knowing that it was the master who made a move. Looking around, more than a dozen people were immersed in the artistic conception of Taoism and were understanding. In desperation, he could only stand still and wait until the master's sermon was over.

Suddenly, Zhang Fang and the two of them felt a big net appear in the air, and then disappeared. A colorful light enveloped the entire Sanqing Temple. And Zhang Daoran, the master sitting on the stone pier, seemed to be aware of it, raised an arm, went deep into the void, grabbed a colored silk thread, and pinched it in his hand.

The colorful light that shrouded the Taoist temple disappeared in an instant, Zhang Daoran's palm loosened, and the colorful silk threads disappeared into the void.

"What is the colorful silk thread?"

Zhang Yizhi felt confused by his words, that big net was the Dao of Heaven, and the two of them were very clear: "Could it be that the Dao of Heaven intervened in the master's preaching?"

Whether it was Heavenly Dao interfering with Zhang Daoran's preaching, the two of them didn't know, Zhang Daoran recited the Taoist Sutra for only a few minutes. When the Taoist Sutra was recited, Huo Siyan was the first to open his eyes, with a touch of complexity on his face, and his heart fluctuated: "This is the Immortal Law?

At this moment, Huo Siyan felt that the vast red dust was nothing more than that. The experience just now, which seems to be eternal, has left a deep imprint on my heart. The kind of world that travels in the sky and has a variety of Taoism makes people yearn for it.

"My dream was originally to become a scientist, but can I achieve it?" Huo Siyan's deliberate thought was a little shaken, and she no longer insisted so much: "Sanqingguan Zhang Zhenren preached, just like an immortal teaching the law, no wonder Cheng Yiyan yearns for cultivation and wants to be a Taoist priest." It turns out that immortal cultivation really exists, and immortality is not impossible. ”

Huo Siyan's eyes flashed with a hint of determination: "I want to become an immortal, I don't know if Zhang Zhenren will accept me as an apprentice?"