"Fellow Daoist..."

Two women and one man left, and the Hengkong Dao Chief and the others were puzzled.

What is the identity of these three people, Zhang Daoran not only received them in the Divine Hall, but also gave them the heavy gift of the Spiritual Pill. Relative to these, they are very curious, who it is.

Zhang Daoran waved his hand and looked at Long Yun and the three of them: "The three Daoists don't need to ask each other, these three people have special identities and special occupations, and now is not the time to announce them to the outside world." As for Long Yun Daoyou, now you understand the reason for the anomaly of heaven and earth and the stars last night. Not only did the Seven Kills Greedy Wolf break the army, but also the extraterritorial cultivation civilization also landed here. Fellow Daoist, you should leave ......"

Long Yun was a little confused, and he didn't understand Zhang Daoran's intention for a while: "Fellow Daoist, the next sermon, the poor Tao has no chance to listen......?"

Or does Zhang Daoran not want to see himself, but lets himself leave to see the immortal view?

"It won't take long for Daoist friends to understand......" Zhang Daoran turned around and walked out of the shrine and looked into the air: "There are changes in the world, and the island in the middle of the lake cannot be avoided...... I hope you will stick to your heart and not be deceived by the outside world. ”

The Hengkong Dao is long, the wind and dust Dao is long, and Long Yun is at a loss.

It's a pity that Zhang Daoran didn't have the will to say it explicitly, and this confusion made them feel a little irritable. I had to run the exercises and suppress this trace of confusion in my heart.

"Lu Jing Daoyou, put this communication talisman on your body, Hengkong Daoyou, Fengchen Daoyou, also hold the ......" Long Yun saw Huxin Island dealing with internal affairs, and said goodbye and left. Zhang Daoran's face was a little solemn: "If you encounter danger, crush this jade talisman...... Hengkong Daoist, it's best to go to Duoduo and give Duoduo a jade talisman to his nephew, or bring Duoduo's nephew back to the island in the middle of the lake......"

Zhang Daoran was so dignified that everyone's hearts sank.

"Fellow Daoist, did something happen?"

The head of the Hengkong Dao felt that something big was about to happen. And when this kind of thing comes, Zhang Daoran is also very likely to be unable to support them.

"Extraterritorial cultivation has entered the red dust. All sects and factions may change hands. Not only that, can you still remember that a few years ago, the poor Dao and the Daoist friends accidentally crushed the communication talisman, the world is multi-dimensional, and there is more than one Kunlun, I'm afraid this time, the island in the middle of the lake needs to cultivate the true fighting method with the extraterritorial......"

Hengkong Dao Chang was stunned, and his face changed instantly: "In this way, I'm afraid it will ......"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "Seven kills of greedy wolves and breaking the army are coming, and the world is not in my Huaxia." For thousands of years, China has been a paradise of monasticism. Extraterritorial cultivation will inevitably spread all over the world, and Huaxia is the focus. ”

......

Long Yun had just left the dock of Shenxian Island by boat, and was thinking about Zhang Daoran's intentions, when suddenly his mobile phone rang.

Suspiciously, he took out his mobile phone and didn't seem to look at it and connected it directly, Long Yun came to Huaxia from the land of Kunxu, and he didn't know many people. So far, there is only one phone number stored in the phone, and that is Zhang Daoyi's ......

"Ancestor, great joy, great joy......" The phone was just connected, and before it was put in my ear, there was a surprise voice on the other end of the phone: "Ancestor, my predecessors in Longhu Mountain came to Longhu Mountain, we need to go back......"

Long Yun frowned: "Seniors, Kunlun Void Land, Poor Dao cultivation is strong, except for the old monk of the Dragon Descending, no one can compare with the Poor Dao, where did the seniors come from? Is it the fairy world?"

"Extraterritorial cultivation, come here......"

was puzzled, and Zhang Daoran's words just now suddenly appeared in his mind, and Long Yun's face changed drastically: "It turns out that someone came to compete with Poor Dao for inheritance......

"This layman, please hurry up and row, and get to the east ......coast as soon as possible."

......

On the east bank, in a hotel where monks gather.

Quanzhen Dao Sun Haidong's face was gloomy, and he paced back and forth in the room: "A dragon cloud has appeared in Longhu Mountain, and a dragon has appeared in the Buddha Gate. I'm really at a disadvantage. I wanted to win over Zhang Daoran, but I didn't expect that Zhang Daoran was now so close to Longhu Mountain......"

Visitors to the shrine must be people of prominent status. Zhang Daoran only called Long Yun into the shrine and did not invite Quan Zhen. In Sun Haidong's view, because of the appearance of Long Yun in Longhu Mountain, Zhang Daoran was jealous, so he had the intention of making friends.

It's all contempt not to invite Quanzhen......

Sun Haidong was worried, and his heart went up and down: "It's just, how to deal with it now? If Huxin Island really comes together with Longhu Mountain, I'm afraid there will really be no chance to turn over......

"Uncle Shi, you can rest for a while......"

There were also a few Quanzhen Dao disciples in the room, and there was also a Huajia Taoist priest who was always silent: "Senior Brother Sun, take a break, it's useless to worry here...... Now I still have to think of a way, what kind of price to use, so that Zhang Daoran can stand on my side of the truth. ”

"Boss ......"

"Bell ......"

This old man in the sixtieth armor is the head of Longhu Mountain. Sun Haidong frowned, and was about to speak, when the Taoist leader took out his mobile phone and connected it. didn't say a word during the whole process, but Sun Fulin, the head of the Sixtieth Armor Dao, had a touch of ecstasy on his face.

"Boss ......"

Sun Haidong, a disciple of the Quanzhen Dao, didn't know what good news the head had gotten, and he couldn't help but feel joy. Puzzled in his heart, he asked softly, "Is it Zhang Daoran......?"

"Zhang Daoran?" The smile on Sun Fulin's face disappeared, and a line of tears welled up: "Ancestor blesses, in the future, there will be Zhang Daoran on Huxin Island, and I am all true, and there will also be fairy characters... Quickly pack up your things and go back to Laoshan as soon as possible. I'm the Ancestor of the Quanzhen Dao, and I'm in Laoshan Mountain......"

......

The East Coast Wharf, a hotel built in Lizhuang Village, was originally at this time, when the listeners returned here, they would be very quiet and concentrate on listening to the Tao. Or gather together to discuss the Taoist scriptures.

And not long after these people returned to the hotel, they suddenly walked out of the hotel one by one, no longer to the embankment, not to the lake, to talk about the Tao, and explain what they had learned. Instead, he carried his things on his back and walked towards the outside of Lizhuang Village.

Everyone looked at each other with strange faces, did not say a word, did not talk, and hurried their steps.

In less than half an hour, there were less than 300 people left in the hotel, which had nearly 1,000 people...... At the East Coast Wharf, the ferrymen gathered again and rowed westward.

"What's going on?"

The rest of these listeners were at a loss: "Zhang Zhenren has only been preaching for four days, and there are still three days of preaching, and three days of opportunity to answer everyone's confusion, why did they leave so early one by one?"

......

The train from the direction of Songshan is speeding by.

On the train, the dragon sat in his seat with his eyes closed, looking worried. Is it frowning, not caring about the strange gaze around him? The standard monk of the dragon descending is dressed in a robe, and there is a visible ring scar on the top of the head.

A head, shiny and shiny, even reflective. A little boy sitting next to him couldn't help but stretch out his fleshy little hand and wanted to touch the dragon's head. At this moment, a mobile phone ringtone sounded in the arms of the descending dragon. The dragon suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to pull out his phone.

Putting it in his ears, the dragon didn't know what he heard, and his face was very exciting. Surprised, shocked, dazed, and apprehensive.

The little boy next to him was startled by the dragon and cried loudly: "Mom, I'm so scared, this monk is so fierce......"

"Amitabha Buddha ......" face changed back and forth, and the face of the descending dragon was finally fixed on a trace of joy, and the dissatisfaction of the children around him did not care at this time: "This is a generous gift from the Buddha, the Buddha of the world, the Buddha of the world, and the Buddhism of other cave worlds, don't they also believe in the Buddha and Bodhisattva?"

The smile on the dragon's face grew bigger and bigger, and finally he laughed out loud, regardless of his image: "You have a person who is chosen by the Tao, and I have a Buddha in my Buddhism ......"

"Mom, this monk is not only fierce, but also a madman......"

The little boy pouted, finding dissatisfaction.

When the train stopped at a station, the dragon got off the train directly and bought a return train ticket. 8)