The world changes, and everything is impermanent.

The fate is scattered, Zhang Daoran can see through, and others think that they can see through it.

Since coming to this world and becoming a Taoist priest, Zhang Daoran has formed a close relationship with Li Zhuang Village. Li Daniu of Lizhuang Village, Li He of Lizhuang Village, and many people in Lizhuang Village, some have passed away, and some are still prosperous in the red dust.

With the continuous progress of cultivation, Zhang Daoran gradually understood one thing: "Xianfan, after all, there is something different!"

Yun Mengzi, You Yixiu and Mengxi couldn't understand Zhang Daoran's mood at this time, Mengxi smiled slightly, like the sun shining in three springs, a hundred flowers blooming. Yun Mengzi was slightly stunned, and then he was shocked: "Such a beauty, such as in Hongchen, is also an existence that can captivate the country and the city... The heart of the poor Dao Dao is like iron, and he is still charmed, those ordinary people, who can escape this charm?"

You Yixiu has always looked at his nose and his nose, and he hung his head, as if everything in the world was insignificant to him.

Mengxi didn't notice her charm, Yun Mengzi was affected, she smiled: "Fellow Daoist, you are still in the mortal world, how can you be different from immortals?"

Zhang Daoran sighed slightly, he looked up at the air: "Poor Dao is in the red dust, his heart is in the Dao realm, and Poor Dao is dedicated to Dao, which is naturally different from ordinary people." ”

Mengxi shook his head: "Actually, Poor Dao has always had a doubt, are the immortals really desireless? If the immortals are really desireless, why use the incense in the world? Immortals, gods, and saints may have transcended the mortal world, or they have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and they can destroy the world and be reborn with a single thought, but whether it is an immortal, a god, or a saint, they have a human character behind the immortal saint after all..."

Zhang Daoran was thoughtful, he understood this truth.

Yun Mengzi and You Yixiu were like enlightenment, their expressions were suddenly sudden, and their hearts sank into their souls.

Mengxi continued: "Seven emotions and six desires are the basis of life, when a god has no desires and no desires, and has no seven emotions and six desires, then what is the point of becoming an immortal? Just to be able to live?"

"Fellow Daoist..."

A trace of fluctuation appeared on Zhang Daoran's indifferent face: "If Daoist friends are cultivating further, and their every move affects the Heavenly Dao of the world, every emotional change, the world will be chaotic and the laws will be entangled, you will understand that when you cultivate, you can't be in the red dust... The development of the world lies in balance, in maintaining the operation of the laws of heaven and earth with the way of heaven. When this law works off, it may be the destruction of the world..."

"This is the reason why Daoist friends are hiding in the Sanqing Realm?"

Mengxi seems to understand the reason why Zhang Daoran opened up a space world.

"Yes, it's not... Poor Dao controls his emotional changes, and if he doesn't use his supernatural powers casually, he won't affect the world..."

Zhang Daoran stood up and clasped his hands behind his back: "It is said that the immortals are at ease, but in fact, the restrictions are also unimaginable to ordinary people... Poor Dao is in the red dust, and luck returns to the island in the middle of the lake, and everyone who sees Poor Dao will change their fate. The trajectory of the world's development, which was originally orderly and predestined, will make the whole world move in an uncertain direction because of the poor road..."

"For example, Li Hejushi just now. Since the cultivation of the poor road, Li He Jushi has been a friend of the poor road. But now, Poor Dao can't change his fate. Changing the number of lives of one person will be like an avalanche, a group of people, and more lives will be skewed. ”

Zhang Daoran's voice was indifferent, but everyone could hear it clearly: "The operation of the world is deviated, the future is full of uncertainty, it will be difficult to maintain the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao will lose its effect, and the world will be destroyed..."

Yun Mengzi and You Yixiu Mengxi, it is difficult for them to realize that a person's cultivation realm has reached the point of Zhang Daoran, is it like a prisoner, restricting freedom?

Will they be like this in the future?

For a while, the hearts of the three of them were heavy. Cultivating immortals is to be free and break through their own shackles. If becoming an immortal is to jump into an even more terrible cage, then what's the point?

"Everyone's cultivation path is different in the future, the poor path of cultivation, the cultivation of my way, originally the word of one side is also to follow the poor way to cultivate my way, but now it has changed to the way of heaven...... My way is not perfect, so the future is full of uncertainty. ”

After walking a few steps, Zhang Daoran smiled. The three people who were originally in a heavy mood felt a trace of joy welling up in their hearts. Zhang Daoran smiled, affecting their own emotions. Surprise in my heart, this is something I haven't done before.

"As long as you don't do things that damage heaven and earth, you will naturally go smoothly..."

Mengxi raised her head, and she thought thoughtfully: "What do you mean by that the future of the poor Dao's cultivation is different from that of the Daoist?"

"There are three thousand avenues, and each avenue will make people continue to make progress and become immortals. It's just that the process is different, the future is different. Waiting for the future is actually in your own hands. ”

Zhang Daoran looked into the distance: "Fate is itself, and itself is destiny." The number of lives does not determine a person's future, but the presentation of the future in a person......"

Confused, ignorant, Zhang Daoran said very simply, but it is difficult to really understand.

"Yun Mengzi, you go down the mountain, there are still eight pills, and you are still looking for eight cultivators to come..."

Yun Mengzi, who was originally in a daze, suddenly raised his head.

"Pills may not be able to make a person successfully enter the Tao, so you need to find someone who is destined... Only those who have an organic relationship with the island in the middle of the lake and have the opportunity to cultivate the Tao can successfully enter the Tao, otherwise it will only be harmful and not beneficial..."

The refining of the elixir itself contains a huge amount of aura. This huge aura can open up a person's meridians and forcibly open the spiritual veins. And if the spiritual vein can be opened, it will naturally communicate with heaven and earth under the effect of medicinal power, and enter the Tao successfully.

If the spiritual vein can't open up the spiritual vein, the huge spiritual energy will make the eater explode and die in an instant!

"So, how can you judge which Taoist friend has a relationship with the island in the middle of the lake?"

How can it be so simple to find someone who is destined?

Yun Mengzi has no heavenly eyes, no discerning eyes, he is just a person who has just entered the Dao, and he can't communicate with the Dao of Heaven, where can he judge whether a person is destined for him or not?

And the island in the middle of the lake is so mysterious, there is a great power like Zhang Daoran, he can't peep, who has a relationship with the island in the middle of the lake.

"It's up to you to do all this..."

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly: "There is no fate, in fact, it has long been doomed." And in the process of finding someone who is destined, it is actually a process of enlightenment. When you really find the eight destined people, your cultivation will go further, and you will naturally understand everything today..."

Yun Mengzi had no choice but to nod in agreement, but looking at the empty gate of time and space that still existed in the air, Yun Mengzi was a little worried: "Real person, Lu Yichen he..."

Lu Yichen was brought by himself, and now that he has entered the Sanqing Realm, he has never seen him again.

Whether Lu Yichen is destined or not, or whether he can be treated, Yun Mengzi didn't see it with his own eyes, and he really didn't feel at ease. Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you explain it to your friends in the future...

"Lu Yichen..."

Zhang Daoran shook his head: "You go to find someone who is destined, as for him, whether he has a relationship with the island in the middle of the lake or not, it still depends on himself..."

"Mengxi Daoyou, can you be interested in following the poor road to meet a fellow countryman for a while?"