"Yes, master!"

Zhang Fangfang went straight to the south slope with a solemn face, the master drew talismans, and the stones needed had never been so strict. This is the first time that the size of the stone is so strict, and the injury of Master Hengkong is definitely not light, and it is definitely very difficult to treat!

Seeing Zhang Fang leaving, Zhang Daoran came to the old peach tree, looked at the old peach tree full of peaches, and sighed: "Old peach tree, old peach tree, poor Dao knows that you have been psychic, borrow a branch of your trunk and use it." Ninety-nine eighty-one fruits, destined to be three less......"

"Whoa..."

The branches and leaves of the old peach tree shook without wind, and it seemed that he was agreeing to Zhang Daoran's request.

"This is to save people's lives, it takes more than a hundred years of peach trees to do it, old peach trees, you survive the Taoist Temple, and the poor Tao should have blessed you. Now I want to damage your cultivation, that's it, in the future, when you can transform into a form, the poor Dao will accept you as a disciple as a reward......"

Zhang Daoran sighed and stretched out his hand to break a tree trunk.

"Whoa..."

The old peach tree shook again, and then calmed down.

Zhang Daoran was silent, grabbed one end of the branch with one hand, and stroked the branch with the other hand, and a peachwood sword was formed. And the strange thing is that it happens that three peaches are connected to the branches, one at the tip of the peachwood sword, one at the center of the hilt, and one at the end of the hilt.

Zhang Daoran immediately returned to the room with a peachwood sword, the door was closed, and the window was also tightly closed.

It was only at this time that Cheng Yiyan in the middle of the courtyard pulled the stunned Huo Siyan to the old peach tree with a solemn face: "Old peach tree, old peach tree, because of the disaster of broken branches, in exchange for the teacher's income from the door wall, the poor road envy you." ”

"Whoa..."

The branches and leaves of the old peach tree trembled, and then calmed down, and seemed to be very excited.

"It's amazing!"

Huo Siyan woke up from the shock, he needed a stone to draw talismans, the old peach tree was psychic, and a branch reached out and wiped it, turning into a peach wood sword...... Now Huo Siyan saw the magic of the Sanqingguan Daoist, with a touch of yearning and horror in his eyes.

Injuries can be treated without going to the hospital. There are also ghosts and gods that Zhang Daoran said, all of which make Huo Siyan feel the magic of this world.

"Will it be like on TV, the practice of opening the altar and asking God to make it easy?"

Huo Siyan felt a little yearning in her heart: "Cultivation is really magical! I didn't expect Cheng Yiyan's master to be a Taoist priest......

Cheng Yiyan talked to the old peach tree for a while, and finally said with a smile: "Whatever you say this year, you have to come to the Taoist Temple to eat a few peaches, and the peaches have been eaten by the senior brother and the second senior brother in the past two years......"

"Cheng Yiyan, why does your senior brother call your teacher a master, but you call him a teacher?"

Huo Siyan is very curious about this, in Huo Siyan's opinion, the word master is more cordial.

Cheng Yiyan was a little gloomy, and said with a wry smile: "I am a teacher boy, and I can only be called a teacher." There is a difference between a beginner disciple being able to call a master. Not only that, but before I became an official disciple of the teacher, even if I started early, I would call the teacher a senior brother ......."

......At this time, a girl in sportswear approached the Taoist temple, saw Cheng Yiyan Huo Siyan under the old peach tree, and hurriedly saluted: "I have seen two Taoist friends, what about my master and Uncle Zhang?"

"This is a disciple of Master Hengkong, Senior Sister Zhuoer... Poor Dao Cheng Yiyan, Zhang Zhenren sat down and the boy ......" Cheng Yiyan returned the salute, but Huo Siyan stood still, not knowing what to do. Cheng Yiyan said with a smile: "The teacher has entered the room with Master Hengkong, and the teacher is preparing to open the altar to cast spells to save Master Hengkong." Senior sister don't worry, sit down and rest, and go to carry water for senior sister......"

As he spoke, Cheng Yiyan turned around and left, and then paused slightly: "Poor Dao Red Dust, this is Huo Siyan, a classmate of Poor Dao, not a disciple of Sanqingguan. ”

Zhuoer Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Daoran's skills Zhuoer Duoduo was clear. Although he was still worried about Hengkong's injury, he was no longer so anxious. This is the first time I have come to Sanqingguan, and Zhuoer Duoduo looked at it curiously.

Cheng Yiyan came over with a bowl of water and put it on the stone table: "Senior sister, please drink water......

Zhuoer Duoduo heard his master say that the water of Sanqingguan is miraculous more than once, and he was not polite, and drank it all. With a hint of intoxication on his face, Zhuoer Duoduo was already psychic after all, and the magical feeling of drinking spring water disappeared in a flash: "The master really didn't lie to me......"

At this time, the figure flashed, and Zhang Fang approached the Taoist temple with a few stones. Zhang Daoran's voice came from the room: "Send it to the poor road room......"

Zhang Yifang went to Zhang Daoran's room with the stone, and then walked out after a while. Seeing Zhuoer Duoduo under the old peach tree, his face was solemn: "This is Senior Sister Zhuoer, a disciple of Uncle Hengkong... Zhang Fangfang, the eldest disciple of Zhang Zhenren, the poor Taoist Sanqingguan, has seen his junior sister. ”

Zhuoer Duoduo hurriedly stood up and returned the salute: "I've seen Senior Brother... The master said that the Yin-Yang Gate and the Sanqingguan are indistinguishable from each other, and the senior brother of the Sanqingguan is also my senior brother of the Yinyangmen......"

"By the way, senior brother, you were holding the stone just now......"

Drow Duoduo was a little curious, and his voice was full of doubt.

"The master needs to open the altar to cast spells, and these stones are used to depict talismans. Zhang Fang walked under the old peach tree, looked at Zhuoer Duoduo, and his face was solemn: "The master said that Master Hengkong was injured by ghosts and gods, and I don't know where it is?"

Zhuoer Duoduo's face changed, and then he shook his head: "Poor Dao is now in college in Sheng Province, and he only travels with his master during the holidays. Five days ago, the master called me and said that he was injured and told me the address, so I went to look for it. Three days later, Poor Dao found the master in a remote forest, at that time the master was already dying, the master said not to take him to the hospital, the hospital could not help him heal, and asked Poor Dao to take him back to Sanqingguan. The master said that if Uncle Zhang hadn't woken up, he would have fallen asleep. After that, the master kept his eyes closed to heal, and he didn't have time to speak, until he arrived in Qi Province, and the master was already in a coma...... It is not clear why the specific master was injured. ”

Zhang Yizhi's face was solemn, Zhang Fang was slightly silent, and then looked at Zhang Daoran's room: "Master Hengkong's cultivation realm is already very high, if he can hurt Master Hengkong, then the strength of the other party is definitely stronger!"

Before Zhang Daoran was injured, his cultivation realm was only a little higher than that of Hengkong. Now that Zhang Daoran has rebuilt my Dao, he may be higher than Hengkong in the realm, but in terms of cultivation, he is no longer as good as Hengkong where the two souls of man and earth are condensed.

"The master said, now the miracle is difficult to find, the miracle is not visible, I don't know why there are ghosts and gods?" Zhang Fang's face became more and more solemn: "It seems that all this is clear only to the master in his heart, and Master Hengkong himself understands it best......"

It takes a certain amount of time to portray the talisman, and Zhang Yifang and the others can only wait patiently. At noon, You Yixiu went up the mountain. Everyone has seen each other, and they are not in a very good mood, Cheng Yiyan is only taking Huo Siyan and Zhuoer Duoduo, familiar with the old wolf of the big dragon, and familiar with Shuangying, Zhuoer Duoduo is not in the mood to see these spiritual objects. Huo Siyan wanted to pet the big dragon old wolf and the double eagle, but Cheng Yiyan was silent and could only give up.

It was in the afternoon that Zhang Daoran walked out of the room with a talisman drawn on yellow paper.

"One side, go to the shrine and bring nine oil lamps......"

The rune paper in Zhang Daoran's hand spontaneously combusted without fire, and fell in nine different directions, and then instructed Cheng Yiyan to repair: "In the place where the rune paper falls, dig nine deep pits of nine inches and nine, and bury the spirit stone rune ......"

And Zhang Daoran himself sat cross-legged in the center of the rune paper falling, and the peachwood sword was flat on his legs.

Zhuoer Duoduo's face became more and more solemn, the more complicated the opening of the altar, the stricter the requirements, the greater the power, and the greater the difficulty, the more seriously injured his master!

"Don't worry, Hengkong is a friend of the poor road, and the poor road will make him wake up......"

seemed to know that Zhuoer Duoduo was worried in his heart, and Zhang Daoran's voice came, which made people feel calm.