Chapter 442: A Sudden Dream

Zhang Daoran chose to leave, but when he saw the immortal view, the Hengkong Daoist became more and more confused: "Those Taoist friends who listened to the Tao, when did they leave, how did they leave, and the poor Dao did not have the slightest impression. It's really strange, as soon as I opened my eyes, the entire Taoist temple, only us were left......"

It's not just the head of the Hengkong Dao who is confused, but now in the immortal view, all the Daoists on the island in the middle of the lake are all thinking like this.

"Not only that, but the master is also gone......"

Zhang Fangfang's eyes swept around the courtyard of the Xianguan Temple, and his face was puzzled: "Maybe only the master knows the reason for this." ”

"Alas..."Lu Jingdao sighed: "Zhang Zhenren has great powers, and it is difficult for poor Dao to understand some things. This time it seemed like a dream, and the memory of the dream was completely blank. It seems that Zhang Zhenren preached this time, and he gained nothing from the poor way. ”

Everyone's faces were a little strange, and they looked at each other, feeling a little inexplicable and a little disappointed: "It's really strange, Zhang Daoyou said, this shouldn't happen." ”

Wind and Dust Dao Chief's expression fluctuated a little, he opened his mouth, and his face was full of hesitation: "Poor Dao also suddenly dreamed, but Poor Dao felt that the soul was purer, and the soul of man and earth was more condensed, and faintly, Poor Dao seemed to be able to see the law of the air......"

Everyone was stunned, Hengkong Dao was long, and Zhang Yizhi's heart was full of waves. There was also a hint of incredulity on the face of the Wind and Dust Dao Chief: "Maybe it's the illusion of the Poor Dao, the Poor Dao feels that the Heavenly Soul is about to condense the Heavenly Soul." Fellow Daoists, teachers and nephews, the poor Dao will leave first, and strive to grasp this opportunity. ”

The Wind and Dust Daoist disappeared into the Taoist Temple in the blink of an eye, and everyone's faces were stunned. The expression on the face of the Hengkong Daoist changed for a while: "I wanted to ask the Fengchen Daoist, but this time I heard what I felt, but unfortunately the Fengchen Daoist left too suddenly." Poor Dao guessed that Zhang Daoyou's preaching this time was a big opportunity. Those who are destined can get it, and those who are not destined cannot get it. And when we listen to the sermon, only the friends of the wind and dust have some understanding, which shows that the friends of the wind and dust have a fate with Zhang Daoyou's preaching today. And we waited, but we didn't have a chance. ”

Fate or not?

The Wind and Dust Dao Leader can see the laws of the air, but he has not completely seen it clearly, which is completely the embodiment of having stepped into the Heavenly Soul Realm. And they didn't get anything out of it.

Zhang Fang seemed to think for a while: "The content of Master's sermon today is a scripture that I have never heard before. Maybe it was the master's own perception that he wrote into a scripture, but unfortunately, the poor road and the uncles and sisters had no chance to understand. Master Fengchen, I can feel something, maybe it is a little similar to the path of the master's cultivation. ”

"That's all I can say......"

Lu Jing Daoist Lu Jing hugged his fists and saluted: "Fellow Daoists, the poor Dao master and apprentice went back first......

took the lead in leaving, and Daoist Lu Jing didn't wait for everyone to respond, turned around and left the Immortal Temple. Mengxi and the other Kun Dao of Qingzhai Daoan also left. Before Mengxi left, he saw Chu Yimeng frowning, and said with a smile: "Little junior sister is free, you can come to Qingzhai Dao'an to have a look." ”

"Okay senior sister, I'll go and see it when I have time......"

Chu Yimeng seemed to be thinking about something, and Mengxi's words made Chu Yimeng come back to his senses. At this time, Mengxi and the other Kun Dao of Qingzhai Dao Nunnery had all left, and his little face was stunned.

"Master Hengkong, stay and have dinner before leaving... When the master comes here, the disciple and the master will invite the teacher to ......" Zhang Yifang glanced at a few people in the courtyard: "The second junior brother, the third junior brother, and the little junior sister are all here, and the master will definitely come here." ”

Hengkong Dao Chang and the others nodded, and Chu Yimeng followed Lu Zhen to the Divine Hall. You Yixiu followed Zhang Yifang to the kitchen, Cheng Yiyan kept frowning, as if he was thinking about something, but there was no answer.

The head of the Hengkong Dao was also sitting cross-legged on the futon, thinking about what questions and struggling to find answers.

Only Mr. Chu's face was indifferent, but there was a thought in his heart, but this thought: "Sure enough, listening to the sermon is no different from the previous monk's chanting." I slept and it was ...... afternoon."

After hearing the sermon, in addition to feeling that his body was very energetic, he was now sleepy: "You have to sleep well tonight, otherwise you will not have energy for a day." ”

......

In the northwest of the two empty temples, in the northeast of the island in the middle of the lake, among the three empty temples, I don't know how many listeners have opened their eyes. When I saw the scenery in front of me, I was full of surprise: "When, we came back?"

This is where they live temporarily, not to see the immortals: "It's strange, aren't we listening?"

"How did we get back?"

Is it because he heard the Tao and felt something, it was difficult to wake up, and he was brought back by his companions? Or did he enter a kind of artistic conception, and unconsciously, he turned back to the Taoist temple? Just around, everyone was at a loss, and a middle-aged Taoist master said firmly: "Someone never brought us back, Zhang Zhenren's sermon today, is it too profound, the poor Tao has nothing to gain, and it seems that he has a dream without any memory." ”

Moreover, Poor Dao felt like he had a dream, felt like he was in a trance for a moment, opened his eyes again, and returned to the place where he lived. You may not have noticed that when we listened to the sermon, it was only ten o'clock in the morning, and now it is afternoon. This shows that we did not experience a moment, but half a day......"

As the Taoist reminded, the listeners in the Taoist temple looked to the west of the sky: "Time flies quickly, it seems that in the blink of an eye, it is afternoon." But we hear the same message, but we get nothing......"

Was it a dream, or did I really hear it?

......

To the east of the island in the middle of the lake, the embankment wharf of Lizhuang Village was crowded with people listening to the sermon. One by one, their eyes were closed, and they seemed to be asleep. Even the ferryman who held the boat was like this, standing up straight with a hint of confusion on his face.

"We're back?"

Looking at the familiar scenery of the pier, a few people began to gasp: "What the hell is going on? Aren't we supposed to be listening?"

I felt that I was still seeing the immortal view a second ago, and when I opened my eyes again, it seemed that I had changed the world, even if this world was familiar. These people who listened to the sermon were even more horrified in their hearts: "Could it be that I waited for the sermon to fall asleep, and the Taoist friends on the island in the middle of the lake arranged for us to come back?"

"Impossible......"

A Taoist chief pointed to a ferryman and said, "This layman seems to have just woken up from sleep. And, what about our ferrying boats now?"

yes, what about the ship?

The wharf was empty, and after looking around, although there were many people, there were still people who could clearly distinguish the people they had here, and it was a lot of them, and after every time they heard the sermon, they would turn back to the listeners who stayed in Lizhuang Village, and at this time they were standing on the pier one by one.

"There used to be two pleasure boats on the dock, thirty or forty small fishing boats, but now it's empty... Only these two laymen are still ferrying......" The Taoist chief looked thoughtful: "It's strange." ”

Now there are only two boats, and the ferrymen in charge of the ferry, dozens of them also gather at the pier. However, there is no third boat at the wharf, and two boats are ferrying, and it is impossible to take them all back to the east shore from Jianxian Temple in one day.

"Bizarre things are everywhere, needless to say, it will inevitably be related to Zhang Zhenren... It's just that there is no boat, I'll wait for tomorrow, how can I cross this side of the water and go to see the Immortal Temple?" Long Yun frowned: "Only when I go to the Immortal Temple again and see Zhang Zhenren can I know what is going on......

Long Yun turned around and went to his residence: "Forget it, if the ferry boat doesn't come back at night, you can only find Li He and Li Jushi......"

The listeners turned around and turned back to the temple, but the ferrymen who were in charge of the ferryman did not leave. They looked at the vast lake and sighed, "What the hell is going on? I've been on the boat all along, why is the boat gone when I'm back on the shore?"

"The ship is coming......"

Suddenly, a ferryman pointed to the lake in the distance, and as the sun set, dozens of small boats, empty, were heading towards the pier at a terrible speed: "It's just, how can there be no one, small fishing boats and pleasure boats, coming back by themselves?"