"Teacher ......"

Zhang Fang went up the mountain and saw Zhang Daoran at the corner of the mountain road.

Zhang Daoran stood around the corner with his hands behind his back, facing south, with an indescribable expression. There seems to be a tangle, a helplessness, and a hint of firmness. Zhang Fangfang has never seen this kind of expression. Zhang Daoran has always been unfazed, and few things can affect Zhang Daoran's state of mind.

"Those fellow Daoists have left ......"

Zhang Fangfang was a little apprehensive in his heart, he didn't know if the teacher would make the teacher angry when he switched the formation and let those people be trapped in the formation?

"Hmm..."

responded lightly, and Zhang Daoran's eyes were a little erratic.

"Teacher, the disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

Zhang Fang was a little scared, put down the things in his hand, clenched his hands into fists, raised them to his chin, and bowed deeply.

"What's wrong with you?"

Turning his head and glancing at Zhang Fangfang, Zhang Daoran seemed to have woken up from a certain artistic conception, and his face returned to indifference.

"Those Taoist friends violated the taboo when they came to visit the teacher on the third day of the red dog in junior high school, the teacher punished them, and the disciples should not intercede......"

Turning around and looking at Zhang Fangfang, Zhang Daoran shook his head: "Switching formations is not for punishment. ”

Zhang Daoran walked down the mountain: "My generation cultivates the Tao and fights with the heavens, which is to break the routine and realize my own way. Accommodating the laws of the Tao and gaining immortality. Red Dog Day is a festival, but we cultivators don't have to pay attention to it. ”

Zhang Fang was a little confused, he didn't know what Zhang Daoran thought, the words just now were still echoing in his ears, and it was obviously because these people angered Zhang Daoran that he was punished. Now Zhang Daoran has denied the cause of this incident.

"Teacher... That ...... just now."

Zhang Fangfang's slightly confused voice came from behind him, Zhang Daoran didn't stop, and said: "The goods under the mountain, take them up from the poor road, you go up the mountain to cook......"

Looking at Zhang Daoran's back, although Zhang Yifang had no apprehension in his heart, he became more and more at a loss. In the end, he shook his head and turned to go up the mountain: "The teacher's style of acting, where can the poor Dao speculate?"

"Red Dog Day, it's just an excuse......" At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Daoran loaded the goods into the gray space, looked at the vast lake and sighed: "Fate is like water, it seems to be calm, once the wind and waves rise, it can destroy everything!"

"Your fate is in your hands, if you can pass the test of the poor road, what if the poor road saves your life?"

When You Xizi and the others came to Huxin Island, Zhang Daoran was not far away from them. Originally, he took the old wolf and sat quietly on the south slope. I accidentally found that Yu Xizi's life was very strange, so I switched the formation.

"It's a pity that there are dozens of people who are full of ugliness, and only one person can cultivate. ”

After the formation was opened, Yu Xizi touched the formation and fell into a mental illusion. Zhang Daoran didn't know what world Yu Xizi had entered, but Yu Xizi sat cross-legged, reciting scriptures, his eyes closed, and he was not disturbed by the world of thought.

As for those Taoist priests who followed, they just followed Yu Xizi, and they suffered from unjustified disasters and were full of ugliness.

"If the mind is not pure and does not cultivate, those people are just indiscriminate passers-by. ”

"You Xizi has a slight connection with the Three Qingguan of the Poor Dao, and the Poor Dao is too low to see clearly. should have lived to be 123 years old, but he was riddled with illness and only had half a year to live. Fate clashes, and the fate has a turning point of resurrection, which is obviously confirmed in the poor road. ”

Zhang Daoran frowned, at the corner halfway up the mountain, Zhang Daoran was originally communicating numerology and investigating the reason. Zhang Fangfang's arrival interrupted Zhang Daoran's calculation. Yussi's life counted, and he could live to be one hundred and twenty-three years old. Now he is sick again, and he only has half a year to live.

"This is the first time that Poor Dao can't see the number of lives clearly...... Fate clashes, fate is blurred, it's really weird. ”

Under the eyes of the sky, everything has nothing to hide, even if it is a natural disaster, it can't hide Zhang Daoran's eyes.

"The Heavenly Eye Eye is only the first weight, and it still has limitations. The poor Taoist looks at the sky and the earth, and sees through the blessings and disasters of the world at a glance. Yu Xizi is a great sage of the Daomen, and he has covered the number of days?"

Legend has it that when the great sage came into the world, numerology is not in the way of heaven, and it cannot be calculated at all. You Xizi's life Zhang Daoran can see it, but he can't see it clearly. The only thing that I sensed that I couldn't see through was that You Xizi and Zhang Daoran had a slight correlation with their fortunes.

"I can't see clearly...... Fate changes, and the number of qi is as you like. Wait until you come to Sanqingguan again, and then try to take a look at the poor road. ”

Finally, he glanced at the huge body of the big carp in the water, showing his head from time to time, and Zhang Daoran clearly saw that there was more aura in the eyes of the big carp than before. There's no more sluggishness like before.

Maybe psychic, Yuxizi when they arrived, the big carp hid. You Xizi and they didn't pay attention to the water, Zhang Daoran arrived at the dock, and the big carp swam over. After playing for a while, the big carp left.

"There are eight more Kailing Pills, I hope you can make you smarter. ”

Zhang Daoran turned around and went up the mountain, shrunk into inches and arrived at the Taoist temple in a few steps.

Entering the kitchen, Zhang Yifang was washing vegetables. Zhang Daoran put down the goods and looked at a large black plastic bag full of bones in confusion: "What is this?"

Obviously, these bones are leftovers from someone else's eating, or the meat is removed, and the leftover bones are left. Although the Taoist temple is not rich, it is not bad for money. Zhang Daoran has a lot of savings, so there is no need to be so economical.

"This is for the old wolf to eat..."Zhang Fang didn't raise his head: "The disciple went down the mountain, and Li He and Li Jushi drove the disciple to the town." By the way, the bones in his shop will be sent up the mountain in the future. ”

"This Li He knows how to invest. Just a bag of bones, just want to get close to the poor road?"

Carrying a black plastic bag out of the kitchen, the old wolf and the big dragon lazily basked in the sun in front of the Taoist temple. Zhang Daoran took out a bone and threw it to the old wolf. The old wolf stood up, sniffed and opened his mouth to take the bone in his mouth.

"Quack, quack. ”

The bones were like candy in the old wolf's mouth, and they were crushed in a few bites. Zhang Daoran took out the bones again and put them in the old wolf's basin. The old wolf came running up, lowered his head and began to eat the bones.

"Hiss ......"

The old wolf had something to eat, and the big dragon also crawled to the old wolf's side. The old wolf was still very jealous of the big dragon, and hurriedly ran to the side with a bone in his mouth. The big dragon poked his head into the basin, and finally raised his head and looked at Zhang Daoran with his head cocked.

He picked the carp from the wall and threw it to the dragon.

Sure enough, Li Hejushi helped the poor road indirectly through the poor road and contacted the teacher. This is the same as Poor Dao's original speculation, I wonder if the teacher will be angry because Poor Dao accepted Li Hejushi's help?"

In the courtyard, Zhang Daoran fed the big dragon and old wolf, and he didn't seem to be angry. Zhang Daoran was not surprised, and on the surface, he couldn't judge his heart by his expression.

Worried, Zhang Fang began to cook.

"Legend has it that the gods can open the valley, and the wind and food can live forever, I don't know if the poor road can have that kind of realm in this life......"

The life of Taoism is monotonous and boring, but Zhang Fangfang has sustenance in his heart - to gain immortality.