In a trance, the night passed.

Because of curiosity and yearning, all the people on the island in the middle of the lake did not leave, but lived in the Sanqing Temple.

The palace group in the valley covers an area of thousands of acres, and the palaces are grouped, if you are an ordinary person who is not familiar with this place, you will inevitably get lost here. The palace is called Sanqing Palace and is divided into three areas, which are dedicated to Taiqing, Shangqing and Yuqing. Taiqing Palace is also known as Tushi Palace, Shangqing Palace is also known as Biyou Palace, and Yuqing Palace is also known as Yuxu Palace. In the Taoist temple of the world, the Sanqing Palace is basically named after it, and there is nothing new.

In addition, in the main hall of Sanqingguan, Sanqing is enshrined, and there is not a single god in the rest of the palaces.

Although everyone was curious, they didn't ask much.

Dozens of people spread out, and in the palace area of thousands of acres, it seemed so small. They found their own room to cultivate, and at this time, their cultivation heart had faded, and they just wanted to watch the palace group. In Sanqingguan, only Zhang Daoran was left, still sitting cross-legged on the stone pier.

World planning, according to the rules, the most reasonable layout design, Zhang Daoran already knows it, and has no interest in watching. The mustard seed space is all within Zhang Daoran's perception, and everyone's every move is under Zhang Daoran's eyes.

Suddenly, Zhang Daoran raised his head and looked at the sky outside Sanqingguan, his eyes froze, revealing a trace of doubt: "Weird, it is difficult to deduce the fate of the poor road, and now you can also avoid the exploration of the poor road?"

The expression on his face slowly became indifferent, Zhang Daoran still frowned, and said softly: "It's not in the Heavenly Dao, but in the Great Dao... Poor Dao is not cultivating enough now, or are you too mysterious?"

The entire mustard seed space was under Zhang Daoran's primordial induction. Everyone enters the mustard seed space, it can be said that everyone, every move, as long as Zhang Daoran is willing, no one can escape Zhang Daoran's perception.

And just now, Mengxi, who was still in the perception, suddenly disappeared from the perception as if the world had evaporated.

Curious, Zhang Daoran flew up.

Since the first time I saw Mengxi, Mengxi was just an ordinary mortal woman. After the Pinggu earthquake, Zhang Daoran fell asleep for two years, and when he opened his eyes again, Mengxi's fate was uncertain, and he could have used his supernatural powers to deduce some Mengxi's fate. As time goes by, Mengxi's cultivation is becoming more and more profound, and Mengxi's life, Zhang Daoran is basically unable to deduce.

Happiness and misfortune are difficult to find.

Fly up and silently.

Zhang Daoran was like a ghost, quietly and instantly came to the palace complex.

In a house in the Yuxu Palace, Zhang Yifang and Tianjizi sat cross-legged opposite each other, and the sound of the Tao Sutra kept coming from their mouths, and the two of them took this opportunity to discuss. Not far from the two of them, Lu Zhen was holding the child and still watching around.

Although there is no light, in the eyes of the ascetic, night is no different from day.

Passing through this palace complex, Tianjizi Yuanshen Realm was unaware of it, and he was still talking about the Tao. Zhang Daoran's Yuan Shen perception spread, standing above a palace, the disciples of various sects, the heads, and Zhang Daoran were able to probe clearly.

The Constant Sky Dao Leader was already sitting cross-legged and comprehending the laws of space here.

Fengchen Dao is in a room, and he is also sitting cross-legged, and the yang god is mighty, appearing behind him, and he is also contemplating the laws here.

For cultivators who have cultivated profoundly, the rule here is Zhang Daoran's own perception. What realm does Zhang Daoran's cultivation realm belong to, and his law perception can make them gain something.

In another palace, in the courtyard, Zhao Yingying was lying on a peach tree, picking peaches, eating with juice in his mouth, and muttering in his mouth: "In the Sanqing View, the peach in the uncle has become a refinement, and the peaches on the peach tree are obviously not ordinary, but it's a pity that the peaches on the peach tree can't be picked at all." It's a pity that I can only watch drooling, but I can't take it off and eat it. ”

"Good things are wasted, if the peaches fall after a long time, it's better to eat them in the stomach, and it's good to increase some cultivation..."Zhao Yingying suddenly got up again and picked a few peaches: "It's likely that the peaches here are not allowed to be eaten, now I will eat them first, if Uncle Shi prohibits picking and eating in the future, I will earn ...... now"

"Phew... This peach is obviously an ordinary mountain peach, it's not delicious... I wonder if the fairy peaches all taste like this?"

Zhao Yingying spit out the peach in his mouth, and his eyes rolled: "It seems that I have to find a way in the future to see if I can pick a fairy peach from my uncle......"

"Phew... This peach has worms......"

Zhao Yingying vomited while eating, frowning and constantly complaining.

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, Zhao Yingying was open-mouthed, but he was true temperament. It's just that he thinks this way......

"I haven't picked those peaches for a few years. Although it is not an immortal peach, with the evolution of Tao Yiming's body, his cultivation has been refined, and he has slowly transformed into an acquired spiritual root... That peach is too domineering, one down, you, the realm where the human soul has just been condensed, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the violent energy, and you will explode and die......"

The peach is an innate spiritual root, and it has been cultivated by immortals, so naturally there is no energy rage, even ordinary people can eat it. And the peaches in the courtyard of Sanqingguan, Zhang Daoran did not straighten out the rules, but because the peach tree level was insufficient, he forcibly straightened out the rules and rules, and it was difficult for Tao Yiming to become enlightened......

In front of the palace gate, Zhuoer Duoduo leaned on the palace gate and looked at Zhao Yingying on the peach tree speechlessly.

Zhuoer Duoduo had high expectations for Zhao Yingying, and under the advice of the Hengkong Dao Chief, he rarely met Zhao Yingying. Fortunately, cultivators are the main ones who cultivate. The two people who were going to get married suddenly changed their minds and said that they would not be immortals and would not get married.

Although this kind of motivation is good, the two people often don't see each other again, and they will miss it somewhat.

Now Drow Duoduo has taken the initiative to find it, which can be said to be extremely rare.

Zhang Daoran withdrew his thoughts and didn't want to look at it anymore. Everyone has their own **, at this time, if two people can't bear it and make intimate moves, they will also be very embarrassed.

Shen Nian scanned the entire palace complex again, and Mengxi was still nowhere to be seen.

The search was fruitless, Zhang Daoran frowned, and sighed: "Everyone has everyone's life, even if the poor Dao knows, what's the point?"

Thinking like this, his heart suddenly brightened, Zhang Daoran's heart moved, and he turned back to Sanqingguan.

In the mustard seed space, it is Zhang Daoran's own world, and Zhang Daoran's mind can reach every place at will.

"Hum..."

Just turned around the Sanqing Temple, just sat on the stone pier, in the valley, in the palace group, an invisible aura ripple vibrated in the air. This kind of oscillation is extremely weak, if this is not Zhang Daoran's mustard seed space, in the outside world, if it is not for special attention, Zhang Daoran will not be able to perceive it.

As this ripple spread, a faint mysterious aura came from within the palace complex.

Zhang Daoran got up, with a solemn look on his face, looked at the palace group, and quickly locked a palace.

His eyes flashed, Zhang Daoran did not move immediately, but said with some shock in his words: "This mysterious aura ...... Poor Dao seems to have felt ...... from somewhere"

"The same mystery, the same palpitations..."

The figure flickered, and Zhang Daoran's figure disappeared: "Poor Dao must be investigated, is this harmful or beneficial to Mengxi's nephew......"