"This is not Zhang Zhenren!"

When they saw this old man holding a child, looking old, not tall, like a ghost, Fang Tong and Li He were instantly dumbfounded. The two of them were tied sturdily with rattan, except for the head, as if they had been woven into a bamboo basket by rattan, and only one head was exposed. The two of them couldn't see each other's expressions, and when they saw this old man, Fang Tong was the first to react: "Ghost, ......"

Fang Tong's voice startled Li He, and he also reacted and shouted loudly: "Zhang Zhenren help!"

The two of them only felt that their souls were overflowing, and a cool breath rushed to their minds from the root of their tails.

If it weren't for the existence of Zhang Daoran, a supernatural and immortal-like cultivator, Li He and Fang Tong would definitely scoff at the ghost theory.

The person in front of him was covered in purple light, his feet did not touch the ground, and his body was a little transparent, but a little condensed. Instinctively, the two people thought of a possibility - this is a ghost!

Fang Tong and Li He even forgot that this was Sanqingguan, and instinctively shouted for help.

"Shut up!"

The two of them howled like wolves, and Tao Yiming's face became gloomy. The second senior brother You Yixiu in the Sanqing Temple is still meditating, and the shouting of the two of them will definitely affect the cultivation of the second senior brother.

With a wave of his hand, a purple light flashed, and a barrier that Li He and Fang Tong were difficult to find surrounded the old peach tree: "Even if you break your throat, people outside won't be able to hear it, here, the barrier has been set up by the old road......"

Li He and Fang Tong only felt that the flower was tight, and a cold breath welled up in their hearts: "What do you want to do?"

This sentence is all too familiar, on TV, in it, this sentence is obviously a precursor to a playboy who wants to be rude to a good woman.

For the sake of their innocence, the two of them struggled violently, and the rattan on their bodies struggled closer and closer, originally they just felt panicked, but now they felt that the rattan had penetrated deep into the flesh. Li He and Fang Tongxin panicked, and also felt their stomachs churning, and their hearts were full of fear: "To be used by this old man, to be used by this old ghost?"

"Lao Dao still wants to ask you what you want to do, steal peaches, Lao Dao will not spare you!"

Tao Yiming's tone was a little cold, originally the old peach tree was just an ordinary peach tree. Since Zhang Daoran began to cultivate, he has always realized the Tao under the old peach tree, or recited scriptures, or preached the Dharma.

Tao Yiming slowly gave birth to spiritual wisdom and began to cultivate the Tao and accept the spirit.

Since the birth of Lingzhi, the old peach tree has been cautious and does not dare to make any changes. It wasn't until Zhang Daoran discovered his existence that the old peach tree let go of his heart. It was also after opening the spiritual wisdom that Tao Yiming discovered that the fruits on the old peach tree, if not picked, would be of higher and higher quality if they were not plucked and fed with spiritual energy.

This is also the reason why Zhang Daoran has never picked peaches all along.

In just a few years, the remaining dozens of peaches are of higher and higher quality, and they are pinned on by Tao Yiming and Zhang Daoran. Zhang Daoran once solemnly explained to Tao Yiming that he must protect the remaining peaches.

Unexpectedly, today, there were two outsiders who were greedy and wanted to steal peaches. You must know that your own teacher is reluctant to eat one of these peaches, and the disciples of the island in the middle of the lake have no chance to pick and eat it.

Two outsiders, how can they be, what chance do they have, and what qualifications do they have to eat peaches?

Tao Yiming was furious, he was still taking care of the children handed over to him by the teacher, but he didn't expect that two thieves would come without paying attention. If the two peaches were really stolen by these two thieves, the teacher would inevitably be angry with himself.

Originally, the old peach tree bore more than 300 peaches, but the old peach tree, which later began to cultivate, many fruits fell off automatically, and only 99 peaches were produced every year. Ever since it was discovered that peaches seemed to be able to evolve higher qualities, the ninety-nine peaches on the old peach tree had never moved. However, every year because the peach evolves, it will automatically fall off...... And the peaches on the branches begin to evolve, and no new peaches will blossom and bear fruit......

When a peach has not evolved to the extreme, one less is a loss, and it may affect the final evolution of the peach.

"Isn't it just two peaches?

Fang Tong and Li He breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, since this old Taoist priest didn't want to use strength, it was a big deal to suffer a hard meal. Fang Tong was very dissatisfied: "This peach was originally Zhang Zhenren's, even if we steal the peach, it has nothing to do with you." Besides, didn't we steal it?"

"It has nothing to do with the old way?" Tao Yiming turned into a purple light, and the child in his arms went directly into the trunk of the old peach tree. An old human face appeared on the trunk of the old peach tree, which happened to be seen by Fang Tong Li He: "The old peach tree is the body of the old Tao, that is to say, the old Tao is this old peach tree, you say it yourself, you pick peaches, does it have anything to do with the old Tao?"

Fang Tong Li He was dumbfounded, and looked at the old peach tree that had disappeared: "This old peach tree... It's a good thing!"

swallowed his saliva, so to speak, stealing peaches really has something to do with Tao Yiming......

"No... We're still hanging from the trees... I can't hold it anymore......"

The square is with its head facing downwards and its feet on top. Li He is head up, hanging in the air is uncomfortable, and it is more comfortable than head down: "Boss Fang, take it slowly, when the Taoist real person comes, we will be free......

"When the time comes, I'm afraid I'll die......"

Fang Tong's face was a little purple, his head was facing down, the blood circulation was not smooth, he would be fine in a short time, but after a long time, he would definitely not feel good.

"It's okay, then you will become the nourishment of the old peach tree......" Li He gloated and said quietly. Before Fang Tong got angry, Li He continued: "Zhang Zhenren doesn't know where he went, the old peach tree here has become a fine, Zhang Zhenren doesn't know?"

"Squeak......

The old door of the Taoist temple was opened, and Zhang Daoran walked out of the room.

Fang Tong saw Zhang Daoran at first sight, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Zhenren, your peach tree here has become a refinement!

"Don't scream, the old peach tree spirit has set up a barrier here, and no one outside can hear us. ”

Li He muttered in a low voice, and Fang Tong was instantly dumbfounded: "Then what should I do?

"Poor Dao can naturally hear and see ......"

The two of them were worried, Zhang Daoran had already come to the old peach tree: "Yiming is a peach tree cultivator, and he is a registered disciple of the poor road, if you want to steal peaches, Yiming will naturally not be willing." ”

Zhang Daoran stood under the old peach tree and did not move, Li He and Fang Tong just asked for help, and they felt that their bodies were loosened, and the rattans on their bodies disappeared in an instant. The body is in free fall and falls downward. As soon as they were about to make a sound, there was a gentle force that supported their bodies, and their feet slowly fell to the ground.

"Poor Dao knows that you have doubts in your hearts, just a peach, you can't be so excited and punish you. Zhang Daoran sat on the stone pier and said softly: "You may not know that all things have spirits, and the branches and leaves are like human bodies......"

"This small, inconspicuous peach, although it looks a little better, is a peach. ”

Zhang Daoran's words, Fang Tong and Li Heshen thought so.

Zhang Daoran had no sadness or joy on his face, stood up, looked at the peaches on the old peach tree, and said: "The seemingly simple peaches have been cultivated by Yiming for several years, and now the peaches have just had some spirituality, and they will evolve in the future... So, what seems like a simple peach is actually an immortal seed!"