In the early morning, on the boulder by the Xinjiang River, Zhang Daoran stood up against the rising sun.

Leaving Wang Ling Palace last night, Zhang Daoran walked more than ten miles, and sat down on this riverside boulder and didn't leave. After finishing his cultivation in the early morning, Zhang Daoran looked at the calm river and walked down the boulder.

Suddenly, a slightly shrill song pierced through the sky, echoing among the peaks on both sides of the Xinjiang River.

A small boat appeared from the corner of the mountain, and Zhang Daoran recognized it at a glance, and he asked for a hundred yuan for the fisherman.

"Xiaodao Chief, here so early, do you want to cross the river?"

The fisherman also saw Zhang Daoran, his eyes lit up, and he rowed a boat to the shore.

Zhang Daoran didn't answer this question, looked at the mountains around him, and asked, "Do you know that in the area of Longhu Mountain, or outside Longhu Mountain, are there any masters who don't belong to Zhengyi?"

"Where else in this world are there any masters, they are all deceitful ...... Uh......" The fisherman subconsciously glanced at Zhang Daoran and smiled: "The little Taoist also knows that there may be strange people, we are just a little common people, and we have no chance to see it on the river." Longhu Mountain preached, the small Taoist should go, Longhu Mountain preached before, and it was still open to the public, and I have also been there. I wonder if I can also get a fairy fate and prolong my life. Hey...... I fell asleep after listening to it once, and spent a hundred dollars in vain......"

Obviously, the fishermen have little reverence for the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain. On the contrary, it is believed that these Taoist priests are all cheating people who eat and drink.

"Although the Tao is there, there is no one to cultivate. Now Longhu Mountain is the holy place with the most complete Taoism in the world, but unfortunately there are almost no that can be cultivated. ”

Longhu Mountain guards the treasure, but does not know how to use it. There are all exercises and Taoism, but because the spiritual veins are difficult to open, these treasures have become useless deceptions. Listening to the sermon this time, others were drowsy and incomprehensible, but Zhang Daoran realized a lot of magical powers.

"It's just a pity that the sermons are too short, and they only scratch the surface. ”

The three sects and six factions, Qingcheng Emei, including Wudang, all have their own Taoist inheritance. The rest of those who did not preach, it was precisely because they did not have their own inheritance, they were named Taoism, and it was not helpful to listen to the sermon, so Zhang Daoran left decisively.

"There are no strange masters, there are no such Taoist cultivators with great strength, and their legs and feet are so fast?"

Zhang Daoran himself also knows that the inheritance of Longhu Mountain is complete, and there is no one who has entered the cultivation industry. Those Taoist temples that do not have their own inheritance and rely on a few Taoist scriptures are even more unlikely to have masters. You can only settle for the next best thing and look for those who have outstanding abilities.

"This kind of person ......," the fisherman pondered for a long time: "A few years ago, I saw a Taoist chief, almost seventy years old, with white hair and beard, one wooden bucket in one hand, and his arms stretched out up the mountain, and his steps seemed to be very light. If the little Taoist is looking for this kind of person, I know that after crossing the river and going northwest to the Jade Emperor Temple, the old Taoist should be. ”

Holding his fists and bowing slightly, Zhang Daoran said: "Thank you to the layman, the layman still goes home and places his family in another place as soon as possible, the landslide is unstoppable." Living at home, I am afraid that my family will have to worry about their lives. ”

With that, Zhang Daoran turned around and walked towards the river.

"Bah......" The fisherman spat twice: "It's really unlucky to meet a Taoist priest early in the morning, the Taoist priest doesn't have a good person, and he curses people early in the morning......"

Zhang Daoran's words, the fisherman almost picked up the bamboo pole in his hand and smashed it at Zhang Daoran. tried his best to hold back his anger, and then suppressed it: "You can't cross the river, three hundred yuan ......"

It's a full 40-mile road from the nearest bridge across the river, and if you want to save time, it's best to take a boat. Zhang Daoran's few words made the fishermen angry, and he opened his mouth to say three hundred: "Little Taoist, the cultivator has a good mouth, and he curses people like this early in the morning, and three hundred yuan is cheap for you." ”

"Poor Tao is a poor thing, and laymen don't believe that it is a layman's business. The poor road needs to cross the river, but the poor road does not take a boat. ”

Zhang Daoran's feet were already in the water, and he continued to walk forward without looking back.

"Crossing the river, swimming over, and being afraid of freezing to death on a cold day?"

The fisherman continued to row west with the boat, but after thinking about it, he still fixed the boat on the shore, and secretly said in his heart: "The little Taoist priest may not have money, if there is really an accident in this cold day, he can also have time to rescue." ”

After all, there was goodness in his heart, and the fisherman was angry in his heart, and he did not leave.

It's just that the next moment, the penny in the fisherman's hand fell into the water, and his eyes were wide open looking at the empty river, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Zhang Daoran went into the water, the foot of the river was not submerged, Zhang Daoran stepped out to the heart of the river in one step, and stepped out to the north bank again, and disappeared in a blink of an eye......

Rubbing his eyes, to make sure that it was not dazzling, the fisherman opened his mouth and turned the bow of the boat as if he was rushing at home: "I'm afraid that I really met the gods, a landslide, don't wait for me to go back and slide again." ”

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In the mountains on the north shore, Zhang Daoran felt a trace of coolness on the soles of his feet, and suddenly smiled: "If you are like a fish in water, you still need to cultivate." ”

Because he is like a fish with water powers, Zhang Daoran is more comfortable in the water than a fish. The island in the middle of the lake is surrounded by lake water, and this method of treading water was inadvertently understood by Zhang Daoran. Standing on the surface of the water does not sink, treading the water, the lake only floods the surface of the feet.

This time, the ground was shrunk into inches, and the footsteps only stayed in the heart of the river for a second, and the soles of the feet were still soaked by the river.

"Jade Emperor View?"

After walking two miles and encountering a village, Zhang Daoran asked the villagers about the address of the Jade Emperor Temple, and the villagers' eyes were a little strange: "If the little Taoist chief is to apprentice or learn Taoism, he still goes to the Heavenly Master's Mansion or the three sects and six sects. ”

Zhang Daoran even asked a few people, but pointed to the northwest, and finally simply stopped asking and turned around and left.

After walking for about three or four miles, sure enough, on a low mountain, there was a Taoist temple, which was not large, only two houses and a courtyard, and the narrow steps were only one foot wide to connect to the top of the mountain.

On the plaque of the Taoist temple, there are three big characters written - Jade Emperor View.

Climbing the stairs, but a small hill dozens of meters high, Zhang Daoran arrived in front of the Taoist Temple in a few minutes. The door of the Taoist temple opened, and Zhang Daoran said loudly: "Zhang Daoran of Sanqingguan in Sihu County is visiting. ”

The Taoist temple was not big, and the voice echoed, but no one responded. Looking at the courtyard, a ginkgo tree was planted, and in addition, the doors of the two houses in the Taoist temple were closed, and there was no one in sight. The yard was somewhat empty, and a wooden table was placed under a ginkgo tree.

"Absent?"

Zhang Daoran did not enter the Taoist temple and stood in front of the Taoist temple. After a while, Zhang Daoran was about to leave, when a voice came: "Which Taoist friend is visiting?"

At the foot of the mountain, an old Taoist carried two small wooden barrels and came up the mountain with light steps.