It's a wonderful feeling, as if looking at the world from two different angles. Zhang Daoran looked at everything in the courtyard, Zhang Fang's every move, the branches and leaves of the old peach tree in the courtyard swayed, and the big dragon cocked his head and spit out snake letters. It's a kind of front view, another view, it's looking at it all from behind.

This kind of artistic conception extends, Zhang Daoran easily "looks" to the outside of the Taoist temple, the old wolf lies outside, from time to time to turn his head to look at the door of the Taoist temple, and the other perspective is to look at the entire Taoist temple from the outside, which is extremely clear and delicate......

In the air, there was originally nothing, but now you can faintly see a criss-crossing silk thread of different colors, like a big net, enveloping the entire heaven and earth.

It's a magical feeling, and it's a short time. It lasted only a few seconds, and Zhang Daoran's perception of everything from two perspectives did not change, but the subtlety that was imprinted in his mind turned into a blur again, and he could only roughly sense the existence of objects.

"It's a wonderful feeling? The feeling just now should be something that I can have again in the higher realms in the future. ”

From that state to reality, Zhang Daoran had expectations in his heart: "That may be the realm of immortals......

It's a pity that the feeling just now lasted too short, Rao is like this, at this moment, Zhang Daoran felt that the vague anxiety in his heart dissipated a lot. The heart is purer and the mind is clearer.

Things that I couldn't see through before, this moment is clear in my chest: "It turns out that Yu Xizihe should be a disciple of the poor Dao, and the poor Dao will have that feeling of luck association...... It's just that Yuxizi's spiritual vein can't be channeled, how can he cultivate in the future?"

Zhang Daoran made a difficulty, the destined disciple, but he couldn't cultivate, Zhang Daoran felt a little unbearable in his heart: "You Xizi's fate is only one hundred and twenty-three years old, and it can't be changed...... Entering the door of the path of poverty, you can't peep into immortality, this is the number of fate?"

The number of fortunes can be changed, but the number of lives cannot be shaken.

"The red dust of the world, meeting by fate, bearing good and evil, and being free is the way of cultivation...... It's just that many times, the Dao heart is bound and can't follow your heart. ”

It is said that the gods have no troubles, but who knows, the gods also have helpless times. Zhang Daoran had just entered the door of cultivation, and now that You Xizi had not yet entered, he was about to start worrying.

"At the peak of the human soul realm, I don't know when the earth soul will be able to break through ......"

The human soul broke through, and the earth soul faintly appeared, but it could not be condensed, and the feeling of the second perspective that Zhang Daoran just now was the result of the appearance of the earth soul. The earth soul has not been condensed, and this realm has reached the peak of the human soul.

Opening his eyes, the feeling of looking at everything in the world from two perspectives was withdrawn, Zhang Daoran looked at Zhang Fang with a puzzled face, was looking at himself, and said with a smile: "Yifang, what's wrong with the poor road, you look at the poor road like this?"

"Teacher......" Just now, Zhang Daoran exuded a sense of worry, a fresh and natural atmosphere, which seemed to be very contradictory. Zhang Yifang knew that Zhang Daoran had entered a certain realm, so he naturally didn't dare to disturb. Now that Zhang Daoran asked, Zhang Fangfang asked: "The aura on the teacher's body just now is very contradictory, and... The teacher looked a little different from when You Xizi Daoyou was here just now. What is the difference, the disciple can't say. ”

"What's the difference? Poor Dao can still become an immortal in this short period of time?" Zhang Daoran chuckled: "Hurry up and cook, someone will come to eat later..."

Zhang Fangfang was puzzled in his heart, he really felt that Zhang Daoran had become different, what was the difference, Zhang Fangfang was poor in words and couldn't describe it. Turning around and going to the kitchen, Zhang Fang scratched his head: "It's really strange......"

"The realm has been slightly improved, and the natural temperament has changed. After all, the realm of one side is too low, and it is difficult to distinguish the breath of the poor road......"

Sitting under the old peach tree, Zhang Daoran did not read the Taoist scriptures. Instead, his eyes were slightly closed, and the names of the movies came to mind: "Luck cannot be broken, whether the poor road can open "Huang Tingjing" is all in luck." The big bull has only a few luck coming from it for a long time now. Jingchen also seems to be silent, bringing too little luck... New sources of luck should be explored. ”

"Whew......"

While pondering, the low roar of an old wolf came from outside the Taoist temple.

"Brother Wolf, we are all acquaintances, I have been to the Taoist Temple, have you forgotten......?

Fang Tong's slightly nervous voice entered the Taoist temple.

"Woo ......"

The old wolf didn't seem to appreciate it, and still roared in a low voice.

"Dao Chief, I'm Fang Tong, how can this wave recognize life so much, I don't know people, it's not as spiritual as Da Long......"

"Woo..."

"Woo ......"

The old wolf roared outside the Taoist temple, and then a dog barked.

"Brother Wolf, you see how considerate I am, I know that you are bored here, don't you find a companion? This is the largest female dog I have bought at the dog market, well, although it is much smaller than you, but this is a female......"

Fang Tong teased with a fearful voice, and a hint of flattering words came. Zhang Daoran frowned: "Old wolf...... Let him in......"

"Hey...... Ah Huang go, you will live here from now on. ”

Fang Tong walked into the Taoist temple with an inexplicable smile on his face: "These days, it's almost spring for animals......"

"Woo ......"

Fang Tong had just walked into the Taoist temple, and the dog outside fled down the mountain with his tail between his legs, and the old wolf walked into the Taoist temple and looked at Fang Tong with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Ah Huang ......"

Fang Tong hurriedly turned around, and the he brought was gone. Seeing the old wolf looking at him with a fierce light in his eyes, his scalp tingled: "There are some incomprehensible customs in the Taoist temple... Uh......"

Seeing Zhang Daoran looking at him expressionlessly, Fang Tong immediately closed his mouth.

The old wolf is the wolf king, and now he has begun to cultivate, where can he look down on an ordinary dog?

"Huh?"

Looking at Zhang Daoran, Fang Tong's face was full of surprise, he glanced at Zhang Daoran, and said, "How do you feel that you have changed, Dao Chief, you are sitting there, but I feel that you want to fly away immediately, you look kinder than before, and you also feel much more handsome." ”

"Have you done what Poor Dao told you?"

Zhang Daoran was still sitting on the stone pier and asked softly.

"Hey, hey... Dao Chang ordered, where don't I dare to pay attention? Zhang Yifang's little Dao Chang's ID card has been completed, I will send it to him......" Fang Tong smiled, turned around and went to the kitchen: "Xiao Dao Chang is cooking, it just so happens that I didn't eat either, it smells so fragrant......"

Fang Tong is very thick-skinned and never polite.

Zhang Fangfang's voice came from the kitchen: "No wonder the teacher said that someone would come to eat, it turned out that the layman was here......"

"It's still a good drink of Taoist water, but it's a pity that the Taoist chief doesn't let it be developed, otherwise it will definitely be more popular than those drinks on the market......" Fang Tong's voice was full of regret, and he ordered Zhang Fang: "Put more potatoes... I brought two roast chickens. ”

"Dao Chief, I brought a lot of food, but people can't come up from the mountain......"

Walking out of the kitchen, Fang Tong said mysteriously: "It's the New Year, many people give gifts, our family is about to become a warehouse, a lot of food and drink, and some supplements, I brought you some." I brought the last New Year's greeting, and I left before I could say it......"

"You have a heart......"

Zhang Daoran said lightly: "You don't need these things, you can take them back." ”

"Don't say goodbye, Dao Chief, you don't accept these gifts this time, and when I go bankrupt, I won't have the money to send them. The Taoist ......"

Fang Tong hurriedly sat opposite Zhang Daoran and began to complain.

Zhang Daoran shook his head: "Poor Dao said that if there are three counts, he will never help you count." However, Poor Road has an idea... I don't know if you're interested. ”