"Fellow Daoist, you can always tell Poor Dao this time, how did you think of dealing with the Sun Wandering God. ”

After nearly a month of recuperation, Hengkong can already walk. Multiple fractures, most of which have healed. After going out of Shanhaiguan and crossing the Yellow River, the two of them were not in a hurry to hurry, and discussed the Taoism while walking.

Speaking of Taoism, Hengkong remembered that Zhang Daoran had the Taoist technique and formation to deal with the Sun Wandering God. I vaguely felt that Zhang Daoran was hiding something, and I felt emotional. Since ancient times, the master has been an apprentice, and there are still reservations, Hengkong and Zhang Daoran can be regarded as good friends, and they have hidden secrets, which also belong to the secret of the master.

After glancing at Hengkong, Zhang Daoran's face was solemn: "There is already a kind of estrangement in the hearts of Daoyou, it's not that Poor Dao didn't tell Daoyou in advance. Zhang Daoran's mind wandered, and he was slightly silent: "The way to deal with the Sun Wandering God comes from the Sun Wandering God itself. ”

"The Sun Wanderer God itself?"

Hengkong lowered his head and muttered, as if he had an understanding.

"Daoist friends have already understood, Poor Dao originally detained several clones of the Riyou God, and from the several clones of the Riyou God, he understood the strength of the Riyou God itself, as well as the defects of the Riyou God itself. And those two formations were comprehended by the poor Dao from the information he got from the clone of the Sun Wandering God. ”

A hint of a smile appeared on Zhang Daoran's face: "The unintentional mistake of Daoist friends has put the Riyou God on extreme defense, and the poor Dao has the opportunity to form a formation in a short period of time." And the last two proverbs really complement each other with the formation, and both are indispensable. ”

"The "Shangqing Fu Baolu" given by the poor Dao to the Taoist friends, which contains thousands of magic and magic powers. If the Daoist friend can comprehend the true meaning, the Dao spell will naturally form in the heart. Zhang Daoran's footsteps stopped slightly, looked at a Taoist temple in the distance, two familiar figures, frowned and said: "Dao spells can only be changed if they are comprehended by themselves, and it is difficult to understand the deep meaning after others teach them." ”

Hengkong nodded, the meaning of this sentence Hengkong naturally understood. Following Zhang Daoran's gaze, two familiar figures entered a Taoist temple: "One side of the nephew, Lu Zhen's nephew?"

Zhang Daoran's brows stretched, and a smile appeared on his face: "These two evil obstacles, although they are out of kindness, maintain the dignity of the master. But he forgot that the Dharma was fighting among cultivators, and his Dao heart was already out of balance. The Tao is not preached, the magic is self-evident, the two evil obstacles, they think they are smart, but in fact, there are people who are secretly calculating..."

"This Taoist temple is an ordinary Taoist cultivator. After passing through the poor road several times, I entered the Taoist temple and did not find anything special. Hengkong's face was strange: "There are only two masters and apprentices in the Taoist temple, and there is no one else." Poor Dao thinks that he will not be mistaken, the spiritual veins of the two masters and apprentices have not yet opened the spiritual ......"

Hengkong's face was a little respectful: "The Taoist view of the master, the jade Jizi Taoist friend is profound, and he has both the scriptures of Buddhism and Taoism, and he can often give some feelings to the poor Dao." ”

Zhang Daoran's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light: "Why don't you take a look for yourself, I'm afraid that the Daodian Temple has been occupied by a dove..."

"The dove occupies the magpie's nest?"

A cold light flashed in Hengkong's eyes: "Fellow Daoist, not to mention that Daoist friends of Jade Jizi have a very good relationship with Poor Dao, and now that the senior nephew and nephew of Lu Zhen have entered the Taoist Temple, they are fighting with them, and Poor Dao and Daoist friends cannot sit idly by." ”

Nodding, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong's figure flickered, and arrived outside the door of Daodian Temple.

Daodian Temple occupies a small area, only a few rooms and a small courtyard. The vermilion gate has been peeled off the paint, and there are traces of time left by the wind and rain. Standing in front of the Taoist temple, you can see everything in the courtyard. Some flowers and plants were planted in the yard, and a sycamore was planted.

Under the sycamore tree, Zhang Yifang and Lu Zhen turned their backs to the gate of the Taoist temple, an old Taoist who was over the age of six, twisted his beard and smiled, watching a young Taoist priest draw talismans. In the distance, an old Taoist priest who was more than a few years old and a Taoist priest who was in his thirties looked at all this with a helpless face.

Hengkong was just about to step into the Daodian Temple, Zhang Daoran stretched out his hand to stop him and shook his head.

Hengkong was slightly stunned, a little puzzled. Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, still shaking his head.

Zhang Daoran didn't have the idea of entering the Taoist Temple, Hengkong thought that it was about Zhang Daoran's disciples, and Zhang Daoran would appear to enter the Taoist Temple.

"Daoyou, do you want to sharpen your nephew?" Hengkong guessed.

Standing outside the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong did not speak. After a period of silence in the Taoist temple, the young Taoist priest who drew the talisman put away his pen and got up: "The talisman of the poor Dao, called the Phantom Heart Talisman, can do whatever you want, and it will change in a myriad of ways. ”

As he spoke, he put the talisman in his hand in his palm and blew it gently, the talisman floated into the air, a burst of white smoke flashed, the talisman disappeared, and a lark chirped around the young Taoist priest.

In the Taoist temple, the master and apprentice of Jade Jizi sighed, lowered his head, and secretly thought in his heart: "Only when Zhang Zhenren or Hengkong Daoyou arrives can this method be resolved." ”

The old Taoist priest who was over the age of sixtieth year, put down his palm with a twisted beard and smiled, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Qingshan Dao has improved again." ”

The young Taoist priest's name was Qingshan, and he still had a faint smile on his face, and he turned around and saluted slightly: "The disciple has only had some insights recently, and it is better to be taught by the master." ”

Zhang Fang frowned, grinned, stopped Lu Zhen, who was about to speak, and raised a hand: "It's just a trick, if the Daoist Daoist skill is more advanced, the poor Dao may have no way, now..."

Qingshan chuckled silently, and the old Taoist priest who was over the age of sixteen had no change in his face. Everyone knows that this kind of Taoist technique is a kind of blinding method, and it was broken by Zhang Fangfang, and the two of them didn't care.

"It is not an exaggeration to say that this method is a Taoist method, but it is a combination of Qimen Dunjia and Taoist Taoism. If you want to crack this method, you can't just know the Dao Technique. ”

The old Taoist priest who was over the age of sixteen had a proud face: "It's a pity that the Qimen Dunjia is divided into two, the Qimen where the senior brother is located has been lost, and the Dunjia Gate where the old Taoist is located still has a heritage." If you want to crack this method, maybe your master Zhang Zhenren can ......"

"The Muming Daoist wants to open a sect altar here again, and the poor Dao and the others naturally have no right to interfere with the Daoist. Since the southern Min Province, the Taoist will not interfere with the poor Dao of Dunjiamen wherever he goes. It's just that the Taoist promotes Dunjiamen, belittles the name of the family teacher, has no grievances in the past, and has no hatred in the near future, the Taoist needs to apologize like my Sanqingguan and explain to the world. Looking at the larks chirping around the green mountains, Zhang Fang smiled and said, "This is Xiao Daoer, why is it difficult to break?"

Stretching out his hands and forming a rune, Zhang Fang took a deep breath and gently pushed. The rune is like lightning, although the lark is flying, the speed is not fast, and in an instant, the rune wraps the lark, and a burst of green smoke drifts by, and the lark disappears, leaving the fluttering ashes and falling.

The pupils shrank, and Qingshan glanced at the master who still had an indifferent face, and then he put his mind at ease: "Daoyou Dao Fa is really good, it is the poor Dao who underestimates Daoyou." So next, let's take a look at the method of Taoist friends......"

"Muming Daoist, Qingshan Daoyou, you and I have already fought three times even today. The first two times there were mutual victories and defeats, and now the poor Dao of Daoyou has been cracked, and then the poor Dao casts, if Daoyou can't crack it, you need to go to my Sanqingguan to apologize and make it clear to the world's Daomen......" Zhang Yifang's face was indifferent, looking at the two masters and apprentices whose faces changed slightly, and suddenly smiled: "Qimen Dunjia has two doors, Qimen is closer to Taoism, and Dunjia focuses on spell organs and formations." Therefore, Poor Dao intends to lay out the next formation, if the two Daoists can get out of the formation laid by Poor Dao, Poor Dao will admit defeat......"

"Formation?"

The master and apprentice of the Muming Daoist glanced at each other, and there was a hint of relaxation in the eyes of the Muming Daoist: "Daoist, please set up a formation..."

Qingshan is also full of joy, Qimen Dunjia's technique, the most proud of Dunjiamen is the formation. Zhang Fangfang laid out the formation, which is nothing more than the five elements of yin and yang, the heavens and stars, which can be easily cracked.

"It is not appropriate to set up a formation in the Taoist temple, the poor Taoist sister is waiting here with the Taoist friends, and the poor Taoist is going to the Taoist temple to lay out the formation. ”

Hugging his fists, Zhang Yi walked outside the Taoist temple, and the moment he turned around, there was a hint of playfulness on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, let's go... This little slippery head on one side has suffered from the master and apprentice. In Hengkong's puzzled eyes, Zhang Daoran's figure flickered and disappeared directly. Looking at Zhang Fangfang, who was about to walk out of the Taoist temple, Hengkong understood that Zhang Daoran didn't want Zhang Yifang to know that they had come, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

It's just that Qimen Dunjia has two doors, and some doubts linger in the hearts of the two: "Qimen Dunjia was also born?"