In the Sanqing Temple, under the old peach tree.

Zhang Yifang and Tianjizi stood respectfully opposite Zhang Daoran, Zhang Daoran's eyes were slightly closed, and his head was slightly raised, as if his fugue was too void and he was comprehending heaven and earth. The four of them went up the mountain noisily, but when they arrived at the Sanqing Temple, they saw Zhang Daoran being enlightened, and then they converged their personalities one by one and behaved extremely quietly.

Just stood opposite Zhang Daoran, from the evening to the next morning, from the next morning, to the evening......

Half a month has passed, and Zhang Fangfang has already returned to Immortal Island to see the Immortal Temple to practice. When he left, he took Zhao Yingying away, and the four of them were left with Tianjizi, sitting cross-legged on the futon opposite Zhang Daoran, and they didn't eat or drink, and they followed the cultivation for about ten days......

As for the tasting, from the beginning of the apprehension and fear, to the present every day following Chu Yimeng, taking Lang Yining down the mountain and catching some fish back.

Tianjizi was going to chase out the Taoist temple and scold, but Chu Yimeng scolded Tianjizi... Tianjizi's face was dark and sullen. Later, he simply didn't care about it and followed Zhang Daoran to practice.

The aura inside the Sanqingguan is rich, and it is ten times richer than the aura in the outside world.

In this way, Tianjizi transformed the aura in his body and began to nourish people and gods. The mysterious aura emanating from Zhang Daoran's body seems to contain thousands of laws, and following Zhang Daoran's side to practice always benefits a lot.

Up to now, Tianjizi has cultivated and transformed, has completed the human god, and is about to step into the realm of the yang god.

"The realm of master's cultivation is unfathomable, and the poor road is absolutely unfathomable... What realm does the master belong to?"

At the beginning, Tianjizi had a guess, Zhang Daoran was very mysterious, and it was difficult to guess the cultivation realm. Not only that, Zhang Daoran's embodiment of the realm of cultivation is always so casual. No matter what kind of enemy you encounter, it is always an understatement and can be solved without much effort.

"It is rumored in the world that the master is the thirty-third heaven, and the saint travels in the dust. Could it be that the master is really a saint of the thirty-three heavens?"

Tianjizi's heart is beating faster, this kind of thought is not the first time it has appeared. Zhang Daoran almost follows the law, and the rules and rules are in his body, as if they were naturally formed. As we all know, what a cultivator cultivates is the law, that is, he pursues the Tao contained in the law, and through the understanding of the law, he realizes his own part and forms his own realm of cultivation. In general, the law is high. To put it more noblely, the law is the way of heaven. To put it more noblely, even if it is the way of heaven, it is also born by laws.

But Zhang Daoran here, but the rules and rules come at your fingertips, just like Zhang Daoran created the rules and rules, and the rules and rules unconditionally obey Zhang Daoran......

"The unfathomable realm of cultivation, according to the guess of the poor way, the master's cultivation realm should at least have the realm of immortals...... Otherwise, the master would not have been able to solve so many strong people so easily. Tianjizi frowned, and his face became more and more respectful: "Heaven and earth artifact, no, the dragon gate that was conceived by heaven and earth, and is as famous as the god realm, is also controlled by the master, if the master's cultivation realm is low, how can the dragon gate be controlled by a human being?"

"Hmm......"

It seemed to be the awakening of an ancient god, and at that moment it was an unconscious sound.

"Buzz ......"

The atmosphere shook, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to be a little upside down at this moment, and Tianjizi didn't know if his body was uncontrollably rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, or if the heaven and earth were rotated one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Commanding ......"

"Mi ......"

"Humph......"

The strange sound seemed to resonate with the spirit, and the body trembled involuntarily. This is the voice of the ancient gods, with great power. Heaven and earth were originally cloudy, misty and misty. Suddenly, the clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the mist on the earth disappeared in an instant......

Tianjizi's heart was full of fear, and this fear arose from the depths of his heart. It's like an ant, seeing the Heavenly Dao Dao, that kind of fear and awe from the bones. Tianjizi didn't know why he felt this way, Tianjizi only knew that this feeling appeared in the bottom of his heart for no reason.

At this moment, Tianjizi felt that the laws around him were peaceful and the rules were formed... There are also countless mysterious powers, constantly surging around him, these mysterious powers, seem to be more advanced than the rules of the law, those rules of the law, in front of the mysterious power, are like a mouse seeing a cat, always dodging.

"What the hell is going on?"

The law is the differentiation of rules, and the law gives birth to the way of heaven, which is the most noble embodiment between heaven and earth. Above the Heavenly Dao is the Great Dao, but the Great Dao is in the legend of existence, and the cultivator or cultivator, even if he becomes an immortal, has no chance to witness the existence of the rules.

But today, in the face of that mysterious force, the laws and rules are like human beings, and they are afraid!

Zhang Daoran, who was originally sitting in front of him, has disappeared at this moment, Tianjizi doesn't know when his master disappeared, and where he went, Tianjizi only knows that the scene just now must have been made by the master!

Tianjizi didn't know whether he should be happy or afraid. The mystery of the master has exceeded the imagination of Tianjizi. With just a momentary embodiment, Tianjizi knew that in his life, on the path of cultivation, it was difficult to witness the limits of his master......

"Who is the master? is it really just a cultivator in Sanqingguan?"

Tianjizi didn't believe that an ordinary cultivator would never be so mysterious. Tianjizi once luckily saw a generation of Scattered Immortal Ancestors appear, and they all said that the Ancestor of Scattered Immortals had already passed nine thunder punishments, and he would be able to achieve Daluo Immortal once again. Even with such a character, it is difficult for Tianjizi to sense the breath of Zhang Daoran from the ancestor of the scattered immortals, just now......

"Could it be that the master's cultivation realm has surpassed the ancestor of the scattered immortals, and has surpassed the Daluo Immortals?"

After Da Luo, there are saints!

After going around in a circle, the master is still a saint!

"My master is a saint!"

A smile appeared on Tianjizi's face, and his heart was full of excitement: "In this way, if I want to attain immortality, is it still a dream?"

"Puff ......"

Tianjizi felt like she was flying, and the top of her head hit the hard sky. As soon as his body turned, Tianjizi laughed: "It turned out that I was poor just now, with my head down and my feet up..."

"It is not the heavens and the earth that rotate, but the poor road that rotates......"

......

"Finally, the world has been opened......"

Zhang Daoran stood in the world of knowing the sea, this side is a world that is not known how many times larger than the earth, boundless, this world is so big, Zhang Daoran himself doesn't know how big it is. It's just that this side of the world is like the footprints under your feet, which is clear at a glance.

"After five years of cultivating, I finally became enlightened at this moment......

Enlightenment is not becoming an immortal, becoming an immortal is just a manifestation of a realm, and becoming an immortal is to find one's own way, to be more sure of one's own way, to show that one's own way can be practiced and has a future.....

"But ......"

Zhang Daoran clenched his fists, his mind moved, and he was a little confused: "The current cultivation realm of the poor Dao will definitely be stronger than that of the immortals... No, but the cultivation realm of the poor path is only equivalent to opening up the heavens and the earth, surpassing the primordial gods, and it is not much different from the realm of cultivators......"

"But poor Dao, with one finger, you can crush a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm......"

At this moment, Zhang Daoran was confused: "Poor Dao, what kind of cultivation realm does it belong to?"