On the last day of the sermon, the listeners arrived early at the island in the middle of the lake.

Standing on the pier, I feel that the island in the middle of the lake has changed a little. The road up the island in the middle of the lake is in the east, and when I turn my head to look northeast, these people who listen to the sermon and the villagers who are rowing are shocked.

"Layman, is there a small island in the northeast here?"

The northeast direction was originally a field of reeds, and these cultivators did not pay attention to it. At this time, the reeds spread out of the water to a small island within a radius of several miles, which was about four or five meters above the water.

"Originally, there was only an island in the middle of the lake, and there were no other islands around. It was originally a reed swing, huh... How did it become an island now?"

The villagers who ferryed were relatively familiar with this place. How many times the boat goes back and forth, there are no other islands here. The villagers' eyes froze: "How is this possible? Even if the level of the lake drops, there is no change here on the island in the middle of the lake, why are there more islands around?"

The surface of the lake is not static, the North Four Lakes are fluid, the water level is sometimes high and sometimes low, but the change is not very large, at most one meter up and down. A drop of one meter in the water level will not allow for the addition of several islands that are four or five meters high. However, the water level here on the island in the middle of the lake has not changed, which means that the water level of the lake has not changed.

"The layman is saying that the islands in the northeast of the island in the middle of the lake did not exist originally?"

The listener's face was inexplicable, and his eyes were a little wandering and asked.

The villager who ferried nodded: "Originally, there was only one island in the middle of the lake, and there were no other islands around... It's strange how many islands are there overnight?"

At the docks, the hearers gathered more and more. It didn't take long for more than 300 people to hear the sermon to arrive at the dock.

Looking at these islands in the northeast, there were also curious cultivators who followed the fishing boats around, and found that there were three more islands in the northwest, and the listeners were even more surprised: "Could it be Zhang Zhenren, who wants to expand the sect and deliberately uses his supernatural powers to change out of thin air......

Curious, several monks took a boat and landed on one of the islands. The combination of earth and rock on the island makes it harder, harder than the land on the eastern shore of the lake.

"Create an island out of thin air, and the supernatural power changes!"

These cultivators looked at the islands with a look of horror: "If you want to build them all, you can't build them overnight by blowing sand day and night. Moreover, these small islands are mixed with earth and rock, most of them are stones, and they are by no means artificially created!"

Looking at the top of the island in the middle of the lake, there was a trace of awe in the cultivator's eyes: "I'm afraid Zhang Zhenren is really the same as an immortal......

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In the Sanqing Temple, Zhang Daoran was not in the courtyard, but was reading the Taoist scriptures in the room. Hengkong also flipped through the Yinyangmen literature again, hoping to find more information about the ancient gods. Lu Jing and the others, who had just eaten breakfast, were discussing the Taoist scriptures under the old peach tree, and the listeners who were going up the mountain one after another were still discussing the islands that appeared in the two directions of the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Jing and the others didn't care at first, but the more they listened, the more mysterious they became. Suddenly, Daoist Fengchen stood up, his eyes showing a trace of shock: "Fellow Daoists, what Zhang Zhenren said when he went down the mountain yesterday afternoon, do you still remember it......?"

After the reminder of the head of the wind and dust, Lu Jing and the others were also full of shock, and subconsciously looked at Zhang Daoran's room: "I'm afraid it was Zhang Zhenren!"

They came here to listen to the sermon, and as soon as they arrived at Sanqingguan, Zhang Daoran already knew their desire to relocate the sect altar here. was politely rejected by Zhang Daoran at the beginning, and now he has used his supernatural powers to create a few islands, doesn't that mean... Agree with them to move the altar here?

The shock on their faces dissipated, and a touch of joy gradually appeared on the faces of Lu Jing and the others: "It is really a great opportunity to be able to build a sect altar here, to be able to consult Zhang Zhenren from time to time, and to solve the problem of cultivation!"

In addition to being happy, Lu Jing and the others were grateful.

As the minutes passed, the listeners in the Taoist temple were still discussing this issue. Zhang Daoran walked out of the room, and everyone stopped discussing: "Meet Zhang Zhenren!"

Zhang Daoran did not sit on the high platform of the sermon, but stood quietly under the old peach tree: "Fellow Daoists, there are two things to announce today......

The listener knew in his heart, with a hint of expectation on his face: "Zhang Zhenren should be about to announce that there is something about the island." ”

"Yussizi ......"

Zhang Daoran's voice spread lightly, and You Xizi immediately walked out from among the listeners, hugged his fists and bowed deeply: "Real ......"

"Fellow Daoists, Yu Xizi was originally a Kunlun Taoist cultivator, but because of his illness, he didn't want to drag Kunlun down, so he got out of Kunlun Jade Void. Poor Dao knows some medical skills, and saved the life of Yu Xizi, Yu Xizi has a master-apprentice fate with Poor Dao, today, Poor Dao wants to accept You Xizi as a second disciple, and needs all Taoist friends, here to be a witness... Would you like to, Yusizi?"

Although he already knew this result yesterday, Yu Xizi was still very moved and excited. Immediately knelt on the ground: "The disciple is willing!"

"The etiquette of receiving apprentices cannot be abolished, Yu Xizi, enter the shrine with the poor road and inform the patriarch. ”

Zhang Daoran walked towards the temple, and the listener followed behind, looking at You Xizi with envy on his face: "You Xizi Daoyou, this is a great opportunity!"

After the tedious apprenticeship ceremony was completed, the listeners congratulated Yuxizi. Zhang Daoran gave You Xizi various status symbols: "From today onwards, I will give you a Dharma name and a cultivation, and you will still follow your original surname." I hope you will worship the Three Qingguan, be diligent and diligent, and devote yourself to cultivating the Tao!"

"Obey the Dharma!"

There was no reason for his age, You Yixiu was lazy, and he was respectful throughout the whole process. Cultivators, attainers are teachers, not in age, only look at the realm of supernatural powers.

After the apprenticeship, Zhang Daoran returned to the old peach tree, and the listener also stood in front of his futon.

Glancing at the listener, a smile appeared on Zhang Daoran's indifferent face: "The island in the middle of the lake was originally an isolated island, and last night, in response to the mandate of heaven, several islands were created......"

"Sure enough, it's an island created by Zhang Zhenren with supernatural powers!"

I already had the answer in my heart, and Zhang Daoran announced it, and these listeners were still shocked.

Lu Jing and the others showed a trace of awe in their eyes, and hung their heads to listen to Zhang Daoran's next words.

"Since ancient times, a lonely tree does not become a forest, and it is difficult to cultivate alone. It is better for a cultivator to comprehend alone, than to get together with Taoist friends to discuss the Tao and understand the way of heaven together. Learn from each other's strengths and make up for shortcomings. Therefore, to the north of the island in the middle of the lake, there are eight islands, and these eight islands can be unconditionally provided to colleagues who want to relocate the altar. ”

Zhang Daoran's words moved many cultivators. Being close to the island in the middle of the lake is equivalent to being close to the chance. Just as he wanted to express his position, Zhang Daoran continued: "Poor Dao provides you fellow Daoists with a place to live in the altar, but it is not without requirements. ”

More than 300 cultivators breathed sluggishly, and sure enough, the opportunity was not easy to get, and without paying, where could they easily get the opportunity?

I just don't know how much this opportunity will cost me.

"There is no reason to cultivate the Tao, and there is a fate to pass the law. Meditation is not simply a matter of reading the scriptures and meditating, but requires certain qualifications. Cultivators can sense the aura before they can refine the aura into the body. There is a realm when the aura enters the body. Only with the realm can we comprehend the Dao. Therefore, a true cultivator is a spiritual psychic, a person who can perceive the Tao and cast talismans. Now, Poor Road has set a rule here......"

Zhang Daoran glanced around, saw that some people were excited, some were lost, and some were eager to try, and continued: "The eight islands in the north of the island in the middle of the lake belong to the poor industry. The poor Dao does not need any conditions, and builds a shrine for fellow Taoists for free. And the only requirement of the poor path is that within the sect or individual who wants to relocate, as long as there is a spiritual channel, can be qualified to establish a sect altar here. Once every ten years, the sect does not have spiritual psychic, and it is necessary to give up the island to other Taoist friends......"

If you want to build the island in the middle of the lake into a real Daomen Holy Land, it is better to have a shortage than an abundance, all of them are cultivators who can truly cultivate, and this is the Daomen Holy Land!

At the very least, this is Zhang Daoran's own definition.

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