The slightest aura enters the body and travels all over the body, just like entering an air-conditioned room with a cold wind in the middle of summer.

No, more comfortable than this, indescribable feeling. A trace of cool air enters the body, and in the body it is like a little mouse, running along a strange route. The blood vessels and meridians, bulging and swaying, the exhaustion of the whole body, and the slightest bit of coolness, slowly dissipated.

The mind slowly became cloudy, as if it had entered a state of unconsciousness. The scenery in front of me changed, and on the barren land, a city towered over the Gobi. A white-bearded old man rode on a green ox, and a middle-aged general knelt at the feet of the green ox. The whole body was prostrate on the ground, trembling.

"The immortals caressed my top, and the hair was ...... immortal"

Inexplicably, in the heart, this strange feeling appeared. Confused, that bit of Qingming told Cheng Wuhui. This old man riding a bull is Lao Tzu, a Taiqing sage, and the middle-aged general who is prostrate on the ground is Yin Xi......

This is Lao Tzu preaching to Yin Xi, and Yin Xi has thus proved the way of immortals.

The Taiqing sage sat on the back of the ox, his mouth was closed, and he couldn't hear the sound. I don't know how long, the Taiqing sage turned the bull's head, went all the way to the west, and gradually disappeared. Yin Xi knelt there like that, refusing to get up for a long time.

As soon as the picture turned, in the starry sky, the planet was close in front of him and almost hit his body, his heart trembled, and his body passed through the planet.

Consciousness is fluttering, and there is a feeling of drowsiness. Cheng Wuhui gradually felt that his consciousness was drifting farther and farther away......

In the Taoist temple, the sky that was not very clear suddenly dispersed, and the Taoist starlight hung down from the sky. Entering the formation, the aura is even stronger. The old wolf's eyes were half-open, a humane smile appeared on the wolf's face, and the dragon's body was bowed, his head was on the ground, and his tail was wagging around.

Zhang Yifang had no sadness or joy on his face, and sat cross-legged on the ground. The slightest trace of spiritual energy enters the body, and most of it escapes, and about thirty percent remains in the body.

Zhang Daoran was talking about "Three Caves of Beads", his mind remained clear, and he did not enter that ethereal realm. A pair of eyes kept staring at Cheng Yiyan with a thick smile on his face.

Cheng Yiyan has never cultivated, so he can be said to be a blank sheet of paper, an ordinary child. The aura entered Cheng Yiyan's body, and most of it escaped out, and about four or five percent remained in the body. Cheng Yiyan's eyes widened, his face dazed.

The aura that entered Cheng Yiyan's body, although it was less than one percent of Zhang Daoran, or even one thousandth, could retain four or five percent, which was higher than the rate of Zhang Yifang's retention.

"Innate Spirit Vein Psychic!"

When I met Cheng Yiyan, although I didn't have the same soul trembling as when I met Zhang Yifang, I felt dizzy. Zhang Daoran saw Cheng Yiyan, and under the eyes of the sky, he could see that Cheng Yiyan was closely related to his luck.

"One word spiritual vein channeling, it is the one with the highest rate of absorbing spiritual energy and staying in the body that Poor Dao has ever seen......"

A disciple is like a treasure, and it takes a chance to meet a master. In the same way, when a master meets a disciple with good qualifications, he also needs chance.

Zhang Daoran said the Taoist scripture imprinted into his soul in his mouth, but he thought in his mind: "A word is more worthy of cultivation than one party!"

Cheng Yiyan's root bones are not formed, the body is not grown, and it is more plastic.

After glancing at Cheng Wuhui, who was standing in front of the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran shook his head. The aura entered Cheng Wuhui's body and escaped out, bringing out a trace of black impurity gas, but the aura did not remain in the body. Tianyan looked at Cheng Wuhui's head, and the aura flashed in his mind, unable to condense and touch the spiritual vein.

Zhang Daoran no longer paid attention to a few people, and after the last few sentences of "Three Caves of Beads", he stood up, turned back to his room, and slept directly with his clothes. A few days ago, Zhang Daoran helped the big cow to resurrect, the human soul was injured, and the dantian aura was seriously depleted. At this time, I went to sleep, and I had to get up at midnight to practice.

Zhang Daoran left the courtyard, entered the room, and when he fell asleep, Cheng Wuhui, who was standing in front of the courtyard of the Taoist Temple, was the first to wake up. As the lecture ended, Cheng Wuhui felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, as if something that he couldn't grasp and that was very important to him quietly dissipated.

The muddy mind suddenly sobered up, Cheng Wuhui walked into the courtyard involuntarily, did not see Zhang Daoran, his face was gloomy, and he was stunned.

"Dad... It was so strange how I sat on the floor and felt so comfortable. ”

Cheng Yiyan was ignorant, and he didn't realize that Zhang Daoran's lecture brought him infinite benefits. It's just that I wonder in my heart, what is Senior Brother Fang doing with his eyes closed? Is he sleeping?

Look at the old wolf again, the shape is very strange, and the posture of the big dragon is even more exaggerated. Cheng Yiyan felt interesting, ran over, touched the old wolf, and then ran to Da Long's side and hugged Da Long's neck.

"Hiss ......"

"Whew......"

The bow-shaped body of the big dragon fell to the ground with a thud, cocked its head, opened its big mouth, and pounced on Cheng Yiyan.

The old wolf stood up, his hair standing on end, his teeth bared, and his eyes sparkling with ferocity.

Zhang Fang felt a tightness in his chest, then opened his eyes, saw the reaction of the old wolf of the big dragon, his face was shocked, and he roared: "Big dragon, old wolf!"

immediately got up, hugged Cheng Yiyan in his arms, and hurriedly retreated.

Zhang Daoran lectured, and they fell into an unconscious cultivation state, immersed in a wonderful feeling and had not yet woken up. Cheng Yiyan touched the old wolf and hugged the big dragon, his movements seemed to be gentle, but it interrupted the old wolf's understanding. The old wolf dragon was suddenly interrupted and realized, and he was ferocious in an instant.

Since ancient times, it has been taboo to interrupt other people's cultivation. If Zhang Yifang hadn't reacted quickly and stopped the old wolf and the big dragon in time, Cheng Yiyan would have been injured.

The old wolf of the big dragon was shouted by Zhang Fangfang, awakened his consciousness, his ferocity dispersed, and he returned to his lazy state.

Looking at Cheng Yiyan, who was frightened and pale in his arms, Zhang Yifang was angry and funny: "Senior brother needs to pay attention in the future, the big dragon old wolf, including the senior brother, is enlightening, you interrupted the cultivation of the big dragon old wolf, they are not awake yet, so they naturally react instinctively." ”

Cheng Yiyan heard Zhang Fangfang's comfort, tears rolled in his eyes, this scene was deeply imprinted in his mind, nodded, looked at the big dragon and the old wolf, and felt a little more afraid.

"Little Words ......"

It all happened in a short period of time and ended in a hurry. Cheng Wuhui reacted at this time, hugged Cheng Yiyan worriedly, and continued to comfort him.

Cheng Wuhui was a little distressed, an adult, naturally understood, it was Cheng Yiyan who had just destroyed the cultivation of Zhang Yifang and the old wolf. comforted: "The old wolf of the big dragon is still very psychic, Xiao Yan did something wrong just now... In the future, follow the Dao Master to cultivate here, and don't disturb others' cultivation. ”

Cheng Yiyan didn't understand what cultivation was, so he nodded ignorantly.

"Alas..."In the room, Zhang Daoran sighed and said in a low voice: "If this doesn't happen today, it will cause even greater trouble in the future." Eat a trench today and grow wiser, so that you will not get into trouble in the future. ”