"Hehe..."

Zhang Daoran smiled softly: "You don't have confidence in the poor road?"

The woodcutter Ah Heng was speechless, he really thought so in his heart. In the Immortal Yuan World, the Heavenly Dao Sect is the strongest, and the strongest one is in the Heavenly Dao Sect. This is a matter recognized by the world, Zhang Daoran alone does not say that he wants to compete with other sects, the most important thing is that the Heavenly Dao Sect is too powerful...

The Heavenly Dao Sect has always been a self-proclaimed law enforcer, and this time it will inevitably come...

The Heavenly Dao Sect takes the lead, the world's Dao Sect, who dares to disrespect?

At that time, I am afraid that it will not only be the old man who invites friends to come, but the world's Daomen will gather. Even if it is a sect, if it sends one person here, I am afraid that it will not be less than thousands...

"Poor roads have always stayed out of things, and everything is not touched. Poor Dao has always been low-key, and he doesn't want to expose himself. Therefore, the poor road has never been conspicuous..."

Zhang Daoran's expression was inexplicable: "Cultivation, since it is a competition, the poor Dao can't avoid this time, and I don't want to hide, I also want to see this Huotong Cave Heaven, how profound the cultivator's Dao method is..."

One person faces the cultivators of the world!

This kind of pride made the woodcutter Ah Heng's blood boil, but he was more apprehensive.

In the heart of the woodcutter Ah Heng, Zhang Daoran was affected by the village. Wan Shixin's son was accepted as an apprentice by Haoshou Lao Dao, if Wan Shixin did not hesitate so much and sent the child over directly, Zhang Daoran would not have been exposed.

Immortal cultivators do not fall into the red dust, and when they set foot in the red dust, they are enemies of the entire cultivation world... This is an iron law, an iron law that cannot be changed... There was once the strongest man in the world, the first land immortal hundreds of years ago, because he relied on his own cultivation realm to set foot in the red dust, and was finally beaten to death...

It is rumored that in that battle, there were no less than 10,000 casualties among the sects in the world!

However, he still beat that land immortal to death!

"Immortal Chief, do you have any other way?"

The woodcutter Ah Heng looked at Zhang Daoran leisurely, and admired his bearing very much. When the enemy is approaching, he can still deal with it so calmly, either because he is confident in his strength, or he has already looked down on life and death.

Life and death, who can really look down?

I'm afraid there's really no one...

Zhang Daoran walked around, looked around, shook his head and said: "A group of local chickens and dogs, face it directly, what else do you need?"

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, the strongest person is just the Yang God Realm, and a group of cultivators from the Yin God Realm can compare to the hundreds of thousands of cultivators who besieged the island in the middle of the lake at the beginning?

"A group of small cultivators who have not yet comprehended the laws of enlightenment, but only know the strength of cohesion, the poor path really does not take it seriously. ”

It was the first time for Zhang Daoran to show such a sharp edge, and Zhang Daoran had a kind attitude in the past, and rarely clashed with others. Moreover, he has never taken the initiative to provoke anyone, nor has he disdained to bully anyone.

This time, the old man interfered with his path, which was an inevitable contradiction and a battle.

Zhang Daoran cultivates my Tao, what he wants is to do what he wants, not to interfere with others, and others to not interfere with him.

On the path of cultivation, when you encounter cultivators with different paths of cultivation, you can only talk about the path, not question it, otherwise you will be a great enemy!

Haoshou Lao Dao may have questioned him because of the rules of this world, but it also touched the bottom line of Zhang Daoran's cultivation.

Woodcutter Ah Heng felt Zhang Daoran's strong self-confidence, but how can time be confident?

The most important thing is strength, the cultivators of the world, when the time comes, gather here, just the momentum is superimposed and blended, and they ordinary people will die.

"Immortal Chief, do you want to arrange a formation or something?"

Although the woodcutter Ah Heng is not a cultivator, he also knows that some sects will lay out unique formations to protect the altar of the mountain gate. These formations are powerful, capable of attacking and defending.

Zhang Daoran is alone, and there are too few people. Even if you are strong, how can you cope with the crowd of others?

If you have a formation, you have room to turn around...

"Formation?"

Zhang Daoran looked at the woodcutter Ah Heng in surprise: "You know a lot, the way of the formation is to connect the five elements, reverse yin and yang, and touch the power of heaven and earth for your own use... The formation is indeed very powerful, and it can be arranged with a wave of the poor road..."

Looking up at the sky, Zhang Daoran smiled slightly: "Isn't it boring?"

Since you choose to appear in a high-profile position, why bother to be mysterious?

The woodcutter Ah Heng was silent... He doesn't have a bottom in his heart now, how sure is Zhang Daoran to fight against the cultivators of the world?

There are no formations, no other defenses... At that time, Zhang Daoran was dragged by a few strong people, and the villagers of their village were not slaughtered by others?

The woodcutter Ah Heng even regretted it in his heart, but it was under his encouragement that some villagers chose to stay.

Wouldn't that hurt them?

"You're afraid..."

Zhang Daoran glanced at the woodcutter Ah Heng: "You are also very guilty in your heart, and you don't know what the strength of the poor road is, so you are very hesitant now..."

The woodcutter Ah Heng Huo Ran raised his head, his face full of surprise.

Can this immortal see through his heart?

Zhang Daoran retracted his gaze, shook his head and sighed: "Although your qualifications are not bad, Poor Dao also had some ideas at the beginning. But you don't have the heart of a brave man, this kind of character is destined to wander on the road of cultivation..."

The woodcutter Ah Heng was a little confused, he didn't plan to cultivate at all...

I didn't plan to cultivate, so naturally I didn't think about apprenticeship...

"Hey..."

Zhang Daoran shook his head again: "Since the poor road has been left, you are completely sure, why be so panicked?"

Raising his feet, Zhang Daoran turned around and walked back.

Through observation, only in the north of the village, there is a hilltop, which can still be used to build a Taoist temple...

Other than that, the terrain is not suitable for habitation...

Returning to the woodcutter Ah Heng's house, Zhang Daoran politely refused the woodcutter Ah Heng's proposal to invite him to the room to rest, and sat on the boulder in the yard to polish his own realm.

......

A few days passed, and in the past few days, the woodcutter Ah Heng and his mother were all cautious.

This young immortal elder has been sitting motionless here for seven days...

Not eating, drinking, and motionless, this is already beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

Many people in the village also came here to watch, and it was not noisy.

They were just curious, why did this young immortal cultivator fall out with his fellow Daoists for their sake?

This is a little Taoist priest like no other...

That old man left, and it would never come soon in a short time. He has to contact his fellow disciples and inform the whole world. The cultivators began to gather again, and they would not be able to do it at all without half a month.

In a flash again, another ten days passed.

Zhang Daoran was still sitting cross-legged, and the monkey beside him didn't know where he had gone for a long time.

The crowd didn't think of the monkey either, so they didn't pay attention.

On this day, Zhang Daoran suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance: "It's coming..."