No matter how young this Taoist priest is in front of him.

With just one glance, Yun Mengzi could be sure that this young Taoist priest was not a mortal!

It is as if it is beyond the universe, as if it is no longer in this world. It's ethereal, but it looks real. All kinds of contradictions are embodied in this young Taoist priest, but at the same time, every kind of heaven and earth nature, every kind of law and law, has a very smooth appearance around him.

In this Taoist priest, just one glance at you is like seeing another universe.

In a thousand words, Yun Mengzi didn't know how to describe this feeling.

This kneeling is the heart of the Tao firmly, and this kneeling is the yearning for the Tao of cultivation and the desire for the Tao of Immortals. Yun Mengzi is not stupid, the dragon is swirling, all kinds of incredible things appear in front of him, Zhang Daoran in front of him is definitely an existence that he can't imagine.

"Everyone says that Zhang Zhenren is like an immortal, and a saint is reincarnated, and now it seems that the rumors are true, and everything makes sense..."

If he hadn't seen Zhang Daoran at this time with his own eyes, Yun Mengzi would not have believed that a cultivator would embody this kind of miraculousness.

"Get up..."

The voice was warm, like a spring breeze, and Yun Mengzi stood up unconsciously.

Horrified in his heart, Yun Mengzi forced himself to calm down. With his knees bent, Yun Mengzi knelt down on the ground again: "True person, the disciple is devout to the Tao, and he has been like a day for decades, just to witness the true self and realize the Dao... However, the disciple's heart is dull, his understanding is insufficient, and he has been reading the Taoist scriptures for decades, and he still has no understanding..."

"Enlightenment is enlightenment. If you don't understand it, even if you have read the scriptures thousands of times, it is difficult to understand the way..."

Zhang Daoran glanced at Yun Mengzi lightly, and his expression was calm: "The avenue is in me, not in the scriptures." There is a great way in the scriptures, but the great way requires enlightenment. The Great Dao is originally a law and rule, it originally did not exist, only the realm is sufficient, only if you can be enlightened, can you see... Ethereal, true and false, illusory and true, true and false, true and pregnant. Only by seeing the sun through the clouds and witnessing the origin will we be enlightened..."

"Rolling red dust, cultivators don't know how many, scriptures and Taoist scriptures, for thousands of years, I don't know how many saints have spoken. And how many people can really become immortals and realize the true meaning of it?"

Yun Mengzi knelt on the ground, he understood, but he was even more confused.

Just about to ask, Zhang Daoran continued: "The Tao is in the scriptures, the Tao is in heaven and earth, the Tao is in all things, in fact, heaven and earth are in my heart, and the avenue is as I want..."

"Okay, the fate of the avenue lies in the evolution of the number of fates, and in the guidance of the fate... Nowadays, the poor road has to explain the Tao, which is a kind of chance, and you may be able to enter the Tao because of it, or you may not get anything. All kinds of avenues are all in your own understanding..."

Zhang Daoran waved his sleeves and sat quietly on the stone pier.

Yun Mengzi stood up gloomily in his heart and sat behind the disciple of the island in the middle of the lake. He was very melancholy in his heart, although he had the opportunity to walk in here and be able to see Zhang Daoran, but when he really saw all kinds of miracles and saw the methods of the immortal family, his heart was turbulent, and his yearning for the immortal path could be said to have reached the highest point of cultivation for decades.

I thought that I could come here by chance, and I could be looked at differently by Zhang Daoran, but now it seems that when I reach Zhang Daoran's realm, all kinds of things in the world are in my heart. Everything in the world does not spare my soul.

I'm afraid it won't work anymore...

"Hey..."

Yun Mengzi sighed in his heart, he knew that his current fate was not chance. If Zhang Daoran's reputation was beginning to appear back then, and he had not yet accepted disciples, he could come to learn from the teacher, I am afraid that he would really be able to become a disciple of the island in the middle of the lake.

At the same time as his heart was gloomy, Yun Mengzi felt that he was very lucky.

Of the thousands of cultivators, the only one who was able to come here to listen to the sermon was himself. Because of greed in the heart?

Yun Mengzi knew very well that he still had greed in his heart, and he had greed that might be even more greedy than others. It's just because the appearance of ginseng made him vigilant in his heart, so the moment he saw the Fushou Xiantao, Yun Mengzi felt unusual, so he didn't compete for the immortal peach like everyone else...

"Poor Dao, at least I can still hear Zhang Zhenren preaching... And the others, right now, are still wandering around the world of desire... At least, this belongs to the poor road, and he seized his own opportunity..."

Yun Mengzi has some stability in his heart, chance, only his own, that is chance.

How can thousands of people who have heard the sermon have not come here?

"The fate is in me, and I have a way in my heart. Greed is not gone, and opportunities are hard to come by... The so-called greed is a kind of selfish desire, a kind of greed, it can also be said to be a kind of yearning, a kind of longing... Greed is everywhere, just like the law and the Tao, whether it is a human being who grows in all spirits, or a beast roaring in the mountains and forests, as long as it is a living being, it has life, there is greed. Greed cannot be removed, but only in the heart of right and wrong..."

Zhang Daoran's voice came, and Yun Mengzi was shocked, and then he understood what greed was. Greed for money, lust, life, life... All greed is what makes up all the thoughts in this world...

Is greed the origin of the world?

Yun Mengzi didn't know, but at this moment, he knew that as long as there was thought, there would be greed.

For example, the most basic thought of human beings, eating, is also a kind of greed. When you are hungry, the yearning for food and food is actually a kind of greed.

Yun Mengzi was a little confused: "Since greed is everywhere, then in the Buddhist precepts, how to quit greed, greed and greed?

"Yes... Zhang Zhenren said that greed cannot be eliminated, and the heart is divided into right and wrong..."

There are thousands of greed, and as long as there is thought, there will be greed. Then, some greed is instinctive, some is goodwill, then some greed is a kind of malice. Since greed exists everywhere, as long as there is life, there will be greed, so as long as you can distinguish between right and wrong, you can distinguish between good and bad. Isn't it enough to punish evil and promote good?

Greed, maybe not a contempt for a person, maybe a kind of encouragement?

So, the yearning for immortality, is the cultivation of the Tao a continuation of greed? Is it the result of greed for life and life?

"There are ten thousand ways to be poor, and the Dharma is for the sake of fate... The origin of heaven and earth is my cultivation, and my explanation of the Tao is for the perfection of the world..."Zhang Daoran's voice continued: "The poor Dao opens up a space, which is divided into ninety-nine eighty-one areas. Or maybe you're in a certain area, or maybe you're in front of the poor... Poor preaching, found to show the heavens, naturally every Taoist can hear..."

Yun Mengzi was stunned, the heavens of the law?

What does that mean?

Everyone who hears the sermon here is also a little confused.

But at this moment, in other areas, suddenly the sky was like a mirror, and the whole sky seemed to be transparent. It's like seeing the sun through the clouds, and a Dharma statue occupies the entire sky, as if sitting in front of you.

It is not like a phantom, but real, flesh and blood, a Dharma appearance, ordinary, but exuding all kinds of mysteries. It's just that their realm is too low to comprehend. The law is the means of Zhang Daoran's law and the heavens.

"The poor Tao has not been preaching for a long time, and how much comprehension you can have, whether you can enter the Tao, depends on your own understanding... After preaching, he will tell everyone the code of conduct in the monastic world... Cultivation is a process of detachment from oneself, so you can grasp it yourself..."