After cleaning up the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran and Bai Yiyuan lived here.

Bai Yiyuan, under Zhang Daoran's supervision, has to cultivate every day, and he doesn't dare to mess around.

Zhang Daoran comprehends the laws in his mind every day, trying to comprehend the heavenly way of this world. At the beginning, the Heavenly Dao of this world was extremely repulsive to Zhang Daoran's breath, but after three months, the Heavenly Dao no longer rejected...

"It's dangerous!"

Zhang Daoran opened his eyes: "Finally integrated the breath into the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao of this world is so powerful, if it weren't for the poor Dao skills, he would be the enemy of this world..."

Raising his head and looking at the void, he could faintly see the Heavenly Dao**.

Zhang Daoran was full of smiles: "It turned out to be a complete Forty-Nine Heavenly Dao!"

The avenue is fifty and five, and fifty can be used...

Fifty in the way of heaven, four or nine can be used, and one of them can be escaped...

Yes, the avenue is fifty and five, and the heavenly road is forty-nine...

The Forty-Nine Heavenly Dao is the consummation of the Heavenly Dao, and it is the most complete Heavenly Dao. Zhang Daoran didn't expect that this world turned out to be a complete world, and the laws of heaven were also perfect...

"The world in which the Emperor of Heaven was born will naturally be favored by heaven and earth, and the blessing of the Great Dao will lead to a complete Heavenly Dao..."

Zhang Daoran closed his eyes again and began to comprehend the heavenly way of this world.

"Squeak..."

Zhang Daoran comprehended the Heavenly Dao, and Bai Yiyuan, who had completed his cultivation, escaped out of the courtyard, and returned again after a while, carrying a peach branch on his shoulder, with a red peach hanging on it.

Bai Yiyuan picked the peach casually, put it in his mouth, and splashed the juice from eating.

"Huh?"

At this time, outside the Taoist temple, there was a shocking voice: "Taoist temple, has it been repaired?"

"Squeak..."

Seeing someone coming, Bai Yiyuan ran out directly.

It's a fist hug again, and it's a bow again.

Come and meet an old man, about 60 years old.

On Earth, a 60-year-old doesn't really look very old. But in this world, the age of sixty is already considered a high life.

Just as he was about to return the salute, the old man was so shocked that he almost sat on the ground: "Thunder... Lei Gong?!"

Bai Yiyuan is an ape, although he is white-haired and tall, he is still a monkey. The monkeys have basically the same appearance, they are all sharp-beaked monkey gills...

Bai Yiyuan was wearing a Taoist robe, resembling a human being. Yes, the old man didn't realize that Bai Yiyuan was an ape at first. When he saw Bai Yiyuan's face clearly, the old man was a little frightened.

It is rumored that demons are similar to people, but their nature does not change, and they still eat people...

In this barren mountain and wilderness, if this monkey eats him, I am afraid that no one will find out.

"You, you, you... Don't come close!"

Following Zhang Daoran's side, Zhang Daoran always taught Bai Yiyuan human etiquette, and when Bai Yiyuan saw the old man, he kept saluting. However, demons are demons, and the old man is still instinctively afraid.

Bai Yiyuan was about to fall down when he saw him, and he was about to help him when he reached out, but he didn't expect the old man to sit directly on the ground, constantly kicking the ground with his legs, and retreating.

Bai Yiyuan's face was full of confusion, and Zhang Daoran taught him that as long as he showed kindness, humans would not be afraid of him.

But this human seemed to be very afraid of him.

"Yiyuan, don't mess around..."

At this time, Zhang Daoran walked out of the Taoist temple. Seeing the incense candles scattered on the ground, and some tributes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. The old man was really scared, and his face turned pale at this time: "This layman, this is Bai Yiyuan, a famous disciple of the Poor Dao, don't be afraid..."

"Are you a human or a demon?"

The old man was still scared, and asked loudly, "Do you eat people?"

"Poor Dao himself is a human being, how can he eat people?"

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, and his voice was mixed with a hint of clarity.

The old man felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, and got up from the ground: "The Taoist temple was repaired by the Taoist master?"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "It is indeed repaired by the poor Dao, and I will cultivate here in the future... Do laymen know who the original viewer of this pass was?"

At this time, he did not fully comprehend the Heavenly Dao, even if he had the Heavenly Eye Vision, because the laws of the two worlds were different, Zhang Daoran could not use it.

"Repair it, repair it, I always thought about it, repair the Taoist temple, but it costs a lot of money, I can't do it..."

The old man glanced at the Taoist temple: "It is exactly the same as when the Taoist chief Qingsong was still there, and now I can't see it at all, this Taoist temple has traces of repair..."

"The layman came here to worship the gods?"

The old man brought incense and candles and some tributes, and it was obvious that he had come to worship the gods. Zhang Daoran frowned: "The temple has collapsed, and the gods have left... Broken Taoist temple, no gods to worship..."

For the first time since Zhang Daoran cultivated, he was interrupted. Although the old man was afraid, Zhang Daoran's attitude was gentle, and he still put his heart at ease: "I'm not here to worship God..."

"At the beginning, Qingsong Dao was the chief and presided over the Taoist temple. There used to be hundreds of disciples here, and the Qingsong Dao chief was extremely accurate in his calculations. It's just a pity..."

The old man sighed slightly: "God is jealous of talents, Qingsong Dao Chang is such a good person, and finally died thirty years ago... The disciples of Qingsong Dao Chief, forced to make a living, left one by one... Back then, the head of Qingsong Road saved the lives of my family, and now that the head of Qingsong is not here, I will come here to pay tribute to him at this time of year......"

Affectionate and righteous...

Knowing the kindness, even if the life-saving benefactor leaves, he still does not forget the kindness of the year...

Zhang Daoran's expression softened, for this kind of person, Zhang Daoran still admired it very much: "The layman wants to pay tribute to this Taoist friend, please go in..."

The old man hesitated, glanced at Bai Yiyuan, and finally gritted his teeth and walked into the courtyard.

The old man entered the courtyard with a look of astonishment.

The yard is spotless and full of life. The previous dilapidated aura is not visible here at all.

Zhang Daoran was at the stone table in the courtyard, flipping through the Taoist scriptures and communicating with the way of heaven.

Bai Yiyuan honestly followed behind Zhang Daoran, with a pair of eyes, but he looked at the former master of the Taoist Temple.

"Dao Chief, how long will you stay here?"

Zhang Daoran raised his head: "If Poor Dao wants to leave, he will leave directly... It will take some years for the poor Dao to cultivate here..."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, arched his hand, and walked out.

Zhang Daoran suddenly stopped him: "Layman, be careful on the road." Don't wait and see when you encounter a fork, avoid a poisonous snake, don't take its life......"

The old man was full of doubts, frowned, and turned to leave.

Zhang Daoran sighed: "Kill a snake, your daughter-in-law will never be able to give birth to a son again..."

The old man couldn't hear it anymore, and at this time he had already walked away, and his heart was full of doubts.

What Zhang Daoran has ability, he doesn't know at all.

With Zhang Daoran, the old man was also extremely distrustful, and kept walking forward with his head stuffed.

When he came to a three-way intersection, the old man still watched: "I'm so familiar here, can I still get lost?"

"Where are the venomous snakes this season?"

Looking at the leaves that had begun to wither and yellow, the old man smiled: "It's still the previous Qingsong Dao Chief, who is the real master, and he never says these words easily..."

"Sometimes there must be in life, let you hide in Tibet..."

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran took out a jade bottle and instructed Bai Yiyuan: "You go and save this layman......

"Squeak..."

After getting the task, Bai Yiyuan ran out excitedly...