"The master is not dead!"

A hint of surprise appeared on Zhang Yifang's face, and he lay on the bed and didn't dare to move.

After the catastrophe, there will be great blessings, ordinary people are still like this, as a monk, Zhang Daoran has been in a coma for two years, and he will inevitably cultivate to make great progress, and he is cultivating at this time, Zhang Fang does not dare to disturb. Standing up cautiously, he glanced at You Yixiu apologetically, and quietly exited the room.

You Yixiu's face trembled, with tears in his eyes, and he kept shouting in his heart: "The master has woken up......"

After being excited, You Yixiu also quietly walked out of the room, and touched the head of the old wolf of the big dragon by the way. The old wolf glanced fiercely at the big eagle and the little eagle, and then walked out of the room as well. The big eagle and the little eagle were startled, in the air they were kings, on land, in such a small place in the room, they were not yet the match of the old wolf.

The big dragon old wolf walked out of the room, and the big eagle and the little eagle also walked out of the room. The room that was originally crowded was empty in an instant.

Zhang Fangyou Yixiu walked out of the room, and Lu Zhen came back to his senses. Before I knew it, I was already in tears. I don't know how many times, Lu Zhen saw Zhang Fang sitting alone on the edge of the cliff west of the Taoist temple, crying, silent, and in a daze......

Even though Zhang Fang sometimes talked and laughed, Lu Zhen could still see that Zhang Fang was not happy to laugh. At this moment, Zhang Yifang laughed from the bottom of his heart and couldn't help it. He sighed in his heart: "The junior brother was taken in by Zhang Zhenren, and he became a cultivator from a muddy, crazy and crazy homeless man. Maybe the junior brother of Fang has a feeling of admiration for Zhang Zhenren, a master who is only about five or six years older than him......"

wiped a handful of tears, pulled Mengxi, who was in a daze, and walked under the old peach tree. As a cultivator, I know that at this time, no sound can be made, so as not to affect the enlightenment of the cultivators.

Zhang Yifang, Brother You Yi stood in front of the window, the old wolf and the dragon, and the two eagles, followed behind, a pair of eyes, looking at the window, Zhang Daoran sitting cross-legged.

And Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged on the bed, just an unconscious move. In other words, Zhang Daoran had just died in his previous life, and his consciousness had not yet awakened in this world at this time. Zhang Daoran, who had just died, felt like he had entered a vast grassland, and the grassland was full of wildflowers. It's just empty, and there's not a single living thing in sight.

"Hell is dim and gray, this place is like a fairyland, is it possible that I will enter the fairy world after I die?"

The consciousness stayed in the kind of consciousness that had just died in the previous life, and Zhang Daoran ran on the grassland. Suddenly, the sky was overcast, and lightning and thunder roared. The majestic rain basin poured down, Zhang Daoran instinctively wanted to hide from the rain, but found that the rain fell on his body and passed directly through his body. Zhang Daoran looked at the soles of his feet and found himself three feet above the ground, floating in the air.

"Forget, I'm dead......"

I don't know how long it took, the clouds and rain stopped, and the sun was dazzling.

"There is a big difference between the fairy realm and the mortal world, the sunlight here is not harmful to the soul body..."Zhang Daoran smiled bitterly: "When you die, the soul can move freely, and it is no longer when you are alive, the whole body is stiff, and it is difficult to laugh." It's just, where should I go now? Just keep my soul body like this, fluttering?"

I don't know how long it took, and time here seems to freeze. The sun is always in the middle of heaven and earth, and there is no night, only day. At a certain moment, on top of a green mountain, purple light bloomed, and an invisible suction force came, and Zhang Daoran's soul floated uncontrollably towards the green mountain.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Daoran arrived at the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain was flat, and a Dao Sutra about five meters long and three meters wide, with purple light flashing, appeared in front of him.

"Huang Tingjing!"

This Taoist scripture is too familiar, and it once accompanied Zhang Daoran to cultivate, and it was not until he entered his previous life that he disappeared without a trace.

"I thought we would never see each other again, but I didn't expect that after I died, we would see each other again. ”

Zhang Daoran only has a soul body left at this time, no physical body, and Zhang Daoran doesn't know where to go in the future. Whether it will be floating here forever, or will it be reincarnated in the future. When I saw the Tao Sutra, I felt a little kind in my heart.

The Dao Sutra was windless and automatic, and purple light was emitted from the Dao Sutra and submerged into Zhang Daoran's body. The purple light entered Zhang Daoran's body and turned into an ordinary Dao Sutra. A voice echoed between heaven and earth, ethereal, but it came clearly into the ears: "Honghong is in the dark, heaven and earth are born." Pangu opens the sky, and the road opens Hongmeng. The rules are not obvious, and all the laws are not working. The ways do not exist, and the heavens and the earth are empty. The way of self-seeking, edifying all souls. ”

Zhang Daoran was confused, and seemed to have an understanding: "This is the nascent world where heaven and earth are just opened, the laws are not revealed, and the ways do not exist. ”

"The chapter of the Tao, reshape the rules, and establish another law. The souls of man and earth should be punished by heaven. Cultivate my way, establish my foundation. Heaven, earth, man, and god are in my heart......"

The jerky, incomprehensible proverbs and terms were imprinted in his mind, and Zhang Daoran felt unfamiliar, but he directly understood: "Self-cultivation, cultivation of the law, cultivation of rules, cultivation of my body......"

"The realm still exists, and the Dao heart is extinguished. The heart of heaven is helpless. The Tao has my own way, and I will not fall into the river of destiny ......"

Gradually, the voice slowly disappeared, and the words of the proverbs turned into streamers and wandered through the body. Every word is aura condensation, and the rules are orderly. Enter the dantian and enter the sea of knowledge. The terms of the proverbs in the dantian are arranged in a large net, encompassing a thumb-sized mass of spiritual energy. In the sea of knowledge, the terms of Proverbs are transformed into a cloak and draped over the soul.

Zhang Daoran was stunned: "My soul body, my physical body does not exist in the world." Where did the dantian come from, where would there be the soul of knowing the sea?"

As soon as his mind moved, Zhang Daoran realized: "Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou." The past, a dream. ”

What I experienced in my previous life was a dream, a dream born from the heart, and it was the reality that I was most afraid of appearing in my subconscious.

"I... Poor Dao is back, to be exact, Poor Dao just had a long dream. ”

Zhang Daoran's soul probed in his body, and the aura in the dantian still existed, and it was still that size. It's just that in the sea of knowledge, the soul of man and the soul of the earth disappears. The soul body was draped in a robe composed of fonts, and a mysterious aura was revealed.

Zhang Daoran is very familiar with these fonts, which are the proverb terms he just got.

"The realm still exists, but the cultivation is gone. The cultivation that originally belonged to the Heavenly Dao has been extinguished. From then on, cultivate your own way, cultivate the law, and condense the rules. ”

As soon as the mind moved, a world appeared in my mind, and "Huang Tingjing" was on the top of the green mountain, which could be clearly sensed.

"This is the nascent world, the chaotic gray space before, just to test the Dao heart? This new world is like a poor Dao mind, opening the window of a new world, so that we can see the new world?"

Zhang Daoran understood: "In the final analysis, it was just a test before, and now is the beginning of true cultivation......

"Cultivating my way, cultivating the laws, condensing the rules, belonging to the poor Dao's own laws and rules, and belonging to the poor Dao's own Dao. ”

No longer limited by the ways, move as you like. When it should be good, it should be good, and when it should be wrong, it should be reversed.

In his mind, the old Taoist who met in Wudang Mountain in his previous life in his dream, Zhang Daoran smiled and said: "Isn't that Zhang Sanfeng? ”

When I opened my eyes, I saw Zhang Fang's excited, happy face. You Yixiu instantly lowered his head and knelt on the ground with his knees bent: "Unworthy disciple You Yixiu, meet Master!"

Zhang Daoran felt in a trance, the rules of heaven and earth are like a big net, which one cannot be changed, and which one has a glimmer of life can be seen clearly. Zhang Yifang, You Yixiu's life, imprinted into his mind.

"Is this the rule of the law of cultivation?"

Zhang Daoran's heart was a little inexplicably throbbing.