Nearly a thousand cultivators shouted in unison, and their voices vibrate.

The respectful and neat voice is still echoing, and when I see the immortal temple, more than a thousand people who listen to the Tao are silent. Clenched your fists and waited quietly.

"Thousands of people shouted in unison, greeting the sermon, the cultivator can have such glory in this life, and this life is not in vain"

Lu Zhen raised her head slightly at some point, it was really inconvenient because she was pregnant with Liujia. This raised his head, looked at the listener who bowed neatly and respectfully, and his eyes unconsciously drifted to Zhang Fangfang: "The master has such a prestige, and the party doesn't know if he can inherit it?"

On the high platform of the sermon, the four Hengkong Dao Chiefs, who were also standing down, were also a little shaken in their hearts, and sighed: "I have infinite yearning in my heart, and I feel endless luck." Being able to cultivate on the island in the middle of the lake is the right choice. If you are cultivating the Tao today, gather here, even if you are the one who holds the bull's ear of the Daomen, Longhu Mountain and Laoshan J together, you don't have such an appeal."

Everyone is respectful from the heart, and this kind of respect is not because Zhang Daoran has a profound realm. It is because of Zhang Daoran's selflessness that he does not ask for any fees or additional conditions to preach for them. Open the door to the path for them and realize the realm of the Tao.

"After this sermon, Longhu Mountain may lose its past aura. I am afraid that the island in the middle of the lake will become a real holy place in the hearts of cultivators."

Long Yun sighed in his heart, and his eyes were shining, and he saw the true direction of Laoshan Mountain. The old Taoist priest whose status was obviously much higher than Sun Haidong was a little shaky at this time. Long Yun smiled coldly: "It's a pity, Longhu Mountain and Laoshan Mountain are fighting with the Quanzhen Dao for more than a thousand years, and if they want to integrate the world's Daomen, it is better for Zhang Daoran to preach at one time."

The idea of the Quanzhen Dao side is completely different from that of Longhu Mountain. Although Sun Haidong is not at the helm of Laoshan Mountain, there is a voice in his heart that keeps calling: "Integrate into the Sanqingguan and become famous for all generations"

Feeling that the head of the house around him was a little emotionally fluctuating, Sun Haidong knew that the trace of uncertainty discussed by Laoshan when he came was probably in the heart of the head of the house, there was a clear answer.

"Integrating into the Sanqingguan is an opportunity for Laoshan, and if you miss the opportunity, you will regret it for life."

Sun Haidong was a little excited in his heart: "This feeling is getting stronger and stronger, integrating into the Sanqing Concept, being close to the Dao Realm and inheriting endlessly, it can still be carried forward." With the help of Zhang Daoran's magical ability, he deciphered the true meaning of Laoshan's thousand-year-old inheritance. ”

"Moan"

A dragon groan, a golden light flashed. Everyone didn't look up, but they could feel a hint of coercion.

Gathering all his inner thoughts, the listener was just about to look up at the divine dragon, when a warm voice came: "Fellow Daoists, please sit down"

The hearts of the Daoists were like a clear spring flowing through them, and they felt that this sound could soothe the soul, but it was also irresistible. Standing up straight and looking at the high platform of the sermon, Zhang Daoran was already sitting cross-legged. On the indifferent face, there was no trace of emotional fluctuations. On the top of Zhang Daoran's head, Long Yiyun turned into an arm's thickness, but it was no more than a meter long, floating quietly in the air.

"Thank you for the real person"

Most of the listeners had a trace of awe in their eyes, looking at Long Yiyun, and even a little envious: "Divine Dragon Protector, who can do this?"

It is rumored that Dao Ancestor Lao Tzu is not good, and neither is Zheng Yi Patriarch Zhang Daoling

Everyone was in a trance: "I'm afraid that Zhang Zhenren will definitely leave a name in history in the future, be remembered by future generations, and surpass the existence of the ancient sages."

More than 1,000 people who listened to the sermon sat on the futon, and Long Yun still couldn't calm down in his heart: "Yesterday, Poor Dao thought that he could face Zhang Daoran with a normal heart. Now, it seems, it simply can't be done. In the face of Zhang Daoran, unconsciously, there will be awe in my heart, and there will be a feeling of worship."

Most of the people gathered their minds and began to prepare to hear the sermon. And there are still people who have ups and downs in their hearts. At this moment, Zhang Daoran, who was sitting on the high platform of the sermon, suddenly stretched out a hand and stretched out in a movement that was difficult for ordinary people to do. Long Yiyun, who seemed to be far away in the air, more than a few meters away from the top of Zhang Daoran's head, was easily slapped on the head by Zhang Daoran. Zhang Daoran's voice was a little light: "Don't do anything wrong"

Zhang Daoran is also helpless, because of the involvement of marriage, there will inevitably be some conflicts between Long Yiyun and Cheng Yiyan. At this time, Long Yiyun saw Cheng Yiyan, who was sitting cross-legged under the high platform of the sermon, with his eyes closed, and there was a trace of killing intent on his body that was difficult for ordinary people to sense.

Zhang Daoran's appeasement, Long Yiyun reined in the murderous intent on his body. Zhang Daoran looked at Cheng Yiyan, and obviously felt that just now, Cheng Yiyan's body trembled a little: "Yiyun's killing machine is obviously locked on Yiyan." It is difficult for outsiders to perceive, but the poor road is very clear. After the sermon, a word must be gone"

Long Yiyun's strength is still faintly above Zhang Daoran. If Long Yiyun is determined to kill Cheng Yiyan, Zhang Daoran will inevitably spend a lot of effort to stop it: "Around the island in the middle of the lake, there are formations blocking each other, and Long Yiyun can easily get out of the range of the island in the middle of the lake, so he can be safe." ”

The time for the sermon has come, and Zhang Daoran no longer thinks about these things. The eyes are slightly closed, and the mouth is lightly opened. Without any revelation, he began to preach: "The Tao originates from nothingness, and chaos opens the heavens." Heaven and earth have been established, and the Tao has been passed on. All creatures, demons and immortals. At the beginning of mankind, the soil is the knead"

At the beginning of the sermon, the artistic conception was frequent.

The artistic conception produced by this sermon is no longer strange, not everyone, and enters a kind of artistic conception. But in the process of Zhang Daoran's speech, everyone's consciousness was fluttering, and it seemed to have entered a chaotic situation. Pangu opened the sky, and heaven and earth were first formed.

The war of gods and demons, the inheritance of faith. The earth is barren, and the goddess makes man from the earth.

Human beings have just appeared, Ru Mao drinks blood, does not give birth to etiquette, and does not know dignity and humility. The Three Emperors have been handed down, and the Five Emperors have passed down the preface.

Consciousness is fluctuating, as if from the emergence of the Tao, the beginning of heaven and earth, experiencing the vicissitudes of life, and experiencing the changes of heaven and earth. Through the infinite years, witness the collision of civilizations, annihilation and rebirth.

"Born weak, self-improvement. The will of mankind is unswerving. ”

The sermon continued, the world in front of him changed, demons were rampant, and mankind was in danger: "The Wu clan came out of the sky, and the martial arts inheritance continued"

"The five elements of yin and yang, the evolution of rules, and the law as the base"

At this moment, the artistic conception seemed to be interrupted, Zhang Daoran, who was sitting on the high platform of the sermon, opened his eyes and stretched out his hands, and the content of the sermon also changed at this moment. Above the hands, the law of the five elements, the rules of yin and yang, continue to emerge. Suddenly, the rules of the law exploded, turning into tiny rays of light, forming endless fragments.

The rules of law are integrated into everyone's heavenly spirit.

"Martial arts are not laws, rules are not laws, and laws are not transmissions. The true meaning of martial arts, strengthen the body, break the void, and soar in the flesh"

Just when the Daoists felt that the artistic conception generated by Zhang Daoran's preaching in front of them slowly disappeared. Suddenly, the scenery in front of me was repeated, and in the sea of knowledge, there was an inexplicable suction, sucking the soul, and entering a gray void.

In this gray void, in consciousness, in the sea of knowledge, Zhang Daoran was wearing a Taoist robe and standing with his hands in his hands.

Suddenly, Zhang Daoran's body began to pose in a strange posture, and the steps of his fists and palms kept changing, and his body language was almost perfect, which made the listener's heart move: "This is Tai Chi?"

Tai Chi is like flowing water with clouds, and traces of the Tao emerge between Zhang Daoran's every movement. It's not preaching, it's preaching!

Everyone felt that Zhang Daoran's every action was deeply engraved in their minds, and it was difficult to forget it.

Zhang Daoran, who was sitting on the high platform of the sermon, was silent at this moment, and the voice of the sermon stopped abruptly, and everyone did not feel the slightest discomfort. Zhang Daoran's eyes turned and swept over the wind and dust Daochang, Lu Zhen and Mengxi. A ray of bright light flew out of the heavenly spirit, and the bright light drilled out of the heavenly spirit and turned into several parts, and entered the heavenly spirit of these people in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Daoran's lips opened and closed, and he was speechless, and among these people, Zhang Daoran's voice was ethereal, which shocked people's hearts: "The law is not passed on lightly, and entering the Tao is the beginning." Shrink the ground into inches, and wait for the rest to know"8)