Uncle Chu covered his mouth in surprise, because he was old, and his teeth began to fall out. Although it did not fall out completely, it was also because of the loss of teeth, and his speech was unclear and he was speechless.

Just after taking the pill, Mr. Chu found that his body was not only completely ill, but he also spoke by himself, and his speech was clear, and the blurred speech that he used to speak was replaced by clear speech. Almost instinctively, the tongue licked the teeth, and all the teeth that had fallen out before erupted. There are still a few old teeth that have fallen out in his mouth, and he spits them out casually.

If it weren't for these old teeth that had fallen out and a mouth full of new teeth, Mr. Chu might not have found himself growing teeth again so early.

In an instant, the physical illness disappeared and a new tooth grew. For Zhang Daoran's magical skills. Uncle Chu has a position in his heart: "Even if it's not a fairy, it's almost there"

"He really cured me!"

Think about Zhang Daoran falling from the sky at the beginning, like a god, with golden light on his body, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds. I thought I was a fairy, but it was only because of my granddaughter's affairs that Uncle Chu would lose his square inch.

Zhang Daoran repeatedly explained that he had no malicious intentions, he just wanted to accept apprentices, and he had something to say about bearing the cause and effect. Only then did Mr. Chu's doubts dissipate in his heart, and he was full of gratitude.

"Thank you, Chief"

Old man Chu knelt on the ground, but Zhang Daoran did not stop him.

Even in a civilized modern society, saving people's lives is still worthy of this kneeling. And this kneeling is the cause and effect of Uncle Chu repaying Zhang Daoran.

"It's my old eyes that are dizzy, and I don't see that you are a real immortal"

Uncle Chu was ashamed in his heart, and Zhang Daoran could easily see through what he was thinking. And he distrusted him in every way, and even suspected that Zhang Daoran was an evil cultivator for a while. Zhang Daoran not only did not see the surprise, but also rescued himself.

This kind of open-mindedness can only be done by true immortals and moral masters.

Seeing Uncle Chu kneeling on the ground, Zhang Daoran didn't stop him, but just gently helped Uncle Chu up. Hearing Uncle Chu's words, Zhang Daoran shook his head and said: "Bearing cause and effect is really wonderful, and it is difficult to understand." Old man Chu knelt down at first, and the poor road owed him cause and effect. An elixir saved his life, but instead he owed the poor Dao cause and effect, and the cause and effect have not been canceled out."

"Uncle Chu, please get up" Zhang Daoran said helplessly again: "The poor Dao has not yet become an immortal, he is just a cultivator, and he is an explorer on the road to immortality." ”

Old man Chu stood up, slightly cramped. Zhang Daoran smiled slightly and did not speak. Mr. Chu's thoughts can be seen through by Zhang Daoran at a glance, and Mr. Chu has guilt, awe, and a trace of trepidation in his heart.

Old Master Chu may have offended Zhang Daoran, but Zhang Daoran didn't take it to heart: "Cultivators, if you don't have these minds, you are destined to go further on the road of cultivation." ”

Looking up at the sky, Zhang Daoran said: "Uncle Chu, it's not early, let the neighbors go to rest, Xiaomeng also brought it in, it's not too early, it's time to leave."

Mr. Chu didn't know if Zhang Daoran would take away his granddaughter if he left, and at this time, he didn't say anything about the vigilance with Zhang Daoran, but he was not as nervous as he was just now. Turned around and walked out of the yard and said something outside to the neighbors.

Xiaomeng ran into the yard the moment Uncle Chu opened the door. It's just that he didn't get close to Zhang Daoran, and a pair of eyes stared at Zhang Daoran tightly and asked, "Is my grandfather's illness really cured?"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "Poor Dao makes a move, and the natural medicine will cure the disease." ”

For this little girl who cares about her grandfather, the more Zhang Daoran looks at it, the more she loves it.

"Whew" Chu Meng breathed a sigh of relief: "The grandparents outside asked me what illness my grandfather had, but my grandfather just didn't say it, only said that you helped him heal, but the fourth grandfather called the police and my grandfather was talking to the fourth grandfather about it." ”

Called the police?

Zhang Daoran shook his head, what kind of place is this, Zhang Daoran already knows in his heart that it is located in a mountainous area and the transportation is inconvenient. Even if you call the police, it will take hours for the police to come. Moreover, Zhang Daoran is not the bad guy they imagined, and the police are afraid that they will run away in vain

However, Uncle Chu was very shrewd, and he didn't say what illness he had, and he was afraid of causing trouble for Zhang Daoran.

"Xiaomeng" Zhang Daoran came to Chu Meng, Chu Meng wanted to dodge, but stood in place and did not move. Zhang Daoran squatted down and raised his head: "Do you want to follow the poor path of cultivation?"

Xiao Meng hesitated a little, and Zhang Daoran continued: "Following the poor path of cultivation, you can pursue immortality, you can fly to the sky, you can pick the stars and take the moon. No matter how bad it is, you can be deaf and clear-sighted, and your wisdom is outstanding, and you can have a better life in the red dust in the future. ”

"Then my grandfather, can I follow you to cultivate, can I also live forever?"

Xiao Meng's big eyes blinked, and her little face was full of expectation.

Zhang Daoran sighed, feeling a little relieved and a little complicated. Chu Meng thinks of his grandfather in everything, this heart is really rare. Zhang Daoran didn't hide it, and said: "Your grandfather has eaten the elixir of the poor Dao, and he can't live forever, but he can live a long life." Your grandfather's spiritual veins can't be channeled, it's difficult to enter the Dao, it's hard to cultivate, and naturally he can't live forever. Cultivation is a chance, and what is more important is qualification. ”

"Michichi"

At this time, Old Master Chu walked in from outside and closed the door: "Cultivation, can you really live forever?"

There was a hint of inexplicable brilliance in Mr. Chu's eyes, immortality, longevity and eternal enjoyment, this is the pursuit of mortals. For thousands of years, human beings have pursued immortality for many years, but very few have succeeded.

Only those immortals who are now enshrined can live forever in their minds.

"I have the method of immortality, and there are thousands of Taoist scriptures. Immortality, the poor road itself has not done it now, the road of cultivation is to grope forward, whether Xiaomeng can become a Taoist, the poor road is still not sure. However, if Xiaomeng is persevering and tenacious, there is a chance. ”

The path of monasticism is rugged and bumpy, and the road ahead is unknown. It's even tougher in the absence of a guide. Zhang Daoran has "Huang Tingjing" as a guide, and he doesn't dare to say that he is 100% immortal.

"Xiaomeng, I'll leave it to you later"

Uncle Chu breathed a sigh of relief, if Zhang Daoran took care of everything, Xiaomeng would definitely be able to become an immortal, and Uncle Chu might still be a little suspicious. Zhang Daoran's words just now made Uncle Chu feel at ease.

"Grandpa, do you agree with me to follow the immortal cultivator?"

Xiao Meng's eyes widened, and her heart was a little complicated at this moment: "Immortal, can grandpa follow us to cultivate? Even if you can't cultivate, can you follow us?"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "Naturally, grandpa doesn't follow, I'm afraid Xiaomeng won't be able to cultivate with peace of mind."

Zhang Daoran stood up and said to Uncle Chu: "Uncle, pack up, let's go on the road."

"But it's night, and it's dark."

Looking at the sky, Mr. Chu was a little worried: "There are eighteen miles of rugged mountain roads here, only pedestrians are allowed, and if you want to go out, you may not be able to do it tomorrow morning." ”

"Grandpa, you forgot, the gods can fly"

Xiao Meng clapped his hands, but Uncle Chu was stunned, he forgot about it. turned around and entered the house, but walked out in just ten seconds: "The house is surrounded by walls, and there is nothing to clean up"

"Dao Chief, let's go."

The future is uncertain, and Mr. Chu has an inexplicable melancholy in his heart at this time. The mood of parting, Chu Meng is too young, just full of fantasies that he can fly with the gods for a while.

"Immortality, if Xiaomeng can do it, I can also explain it to the dead Xiaowen. ”

Immortality, Chu Laozhang is also very yearning, he can't cultivate, he can't live forever, and his inner desire for immortality is pinned on Chu Meng. If the granddaughter becomes an immortal and is worshiped by the world, what can be compared to the glory of becoming an immortal?

The world is prosperous, and there will eventually be death, which cannot be brought by life, and cannot be taken away by death.

As I was thinking about it, my body suddenly rose slowly, and the scenery under my feet gradually became smaller. Before Mr. Chu could be surprised, Chu Meng shouted excitedly from his side: "Fly"