"Watching chess is rotten, logging Ding Ding, Xu Xing in the valley of the clouds, selling salaries and wine, laughing and self-indulgent. The autumn is high, and the pine roots of the moon pillow are bright. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and break the withered vine with an axe. Harvest into a load, in the song market, easy rice three liters. There is no competition, the price is mediocre, there will be no clever calculations, no honor and disgrace, and tranquility will prolong life. Where they meet, they are not immortals, and they sit quietly and talk about the Yellow Court. ”

Before the clouds fell, there was a melodious singing.

The song was loud, through the valley, over the mountains, to the clouds.

Zhang Daoran landed on the ground and saw that at the entrance of the cave, another middle-aged woodcutter walked out of the cave with two large loads of dry firewood.

When the woodcutter sang just now, Zhang Daoran was vaguely familiar, and it turned out to be from Journey to the West.

When the Monkey King went around looking for a famous mountain to apprentice, he met a woodcutter to show him the way. This is the song that the woodcutter sang. Zhang Daoran felt slightly: "It seems that the world is separated, but in fact, the world is connected... I don't know if the earth where Poor Dao lived back then is also related to this cave blessed land?"

In this world of Zhang Daoran's cultivation, Journey to the West definitely did not appear.

But in a passage of Journey to the West, the woodcutter's song appeared in Huotong Cave, and Zhang Daoran couldn't help but think more: "Or, the earth-like world is actually connected with the seventy-two blessed lands and the thirty-six caves?

Zhang Daoran was thrilled: "In this way, wouldn't it be easy for Poor Dao to return to the world he once was?"

"The mountains and fields meet the immortals, this immortal chief is invited..."

While pondering, the woodcutter had already walked out of the cave and saw Zhang Daoran. In this world of immortals, the woodcutter naturally understands that there are many cultivators in this world.

And judging from Zhang Daoran's dress, he is a cultivator.

In addition, it had just rained heavily, and there was a lot of mud in the mountains and forests, and ordinary people walked a few steps, and their feet were definitely covered with muddy rain. Zhang Daoran appeared here suddenly, his feet were almost muddy, and there were no traces of being wet by the rain.

Based on this alone, it can be shown that Zhang Daoran definitely did not come here on foot.

Seeing that the woodcutter was so thoughtful, Zhang Daoran made a mockery: "Layman, you opened this cave?"

"It's not..."

The woodcutter put the dry firewood on the ground: "In the past, when we collected firewood, we would come here to take shelter in the wind and rain. In the past ten years, the Taoist of Qingfeng Temple has offended the Heavenly Dao Sect, and the Heavenly Dao Sect has blocked the space within a radius of 100 miles of Qingfeng Temple, resulting in no rain falling here. This cave, no one has come here to hide from the rain for ten years... Unexpectedly, today the world suddenly changed, and it rained heavily... Helplessly, I'm just hiding from the rain here..."

Zhang Daoran smiled with a smile on his face: "Poor Dao wants to meditate and cultivate here and comprehend the Heavenly Dao... If there is another wind and rain, how about the poor road does not affect you to take shelter from the rain?"

After all, this cave was discovered by the woodcutter here.

Logically speaking, it is all the woodcutter's territory. Zhang Daoran occupies the cave, which can be regarded as occupying someone else's place.

The woodcutter was a little surprised: "The immortal chief meditates and cultivates here, that is our blessing... If we have something in need, we will definitely make offerings..."

Zhang Daoran frowned slightly and did not refuse.

The woodcutter took the firewood and left, and the melodious singing went away.

Zhang Daoran looked at this valley, surrounded by mountains, and there was an exit. There is a waterhole in the valley, and there is even a waterfall... The mountains and forests are dense, the birds are singing in the valleys, and there are some small animals running back and forth in the distance...

"The truest meaning of cultivation is to return to nature..."

Red dust refines the heart, and the mountains and fields refine the way.

The Tao in the red dust is extremely important for cultivators, to lay a solid foundation, to recognize the sophistication of human feelings, and the beginning of the way of nature is in the red dust.

In the mountains and wilderness, the Tao is natural, far away from the hustle and bustle, and for those who are in the advanced realm, there is a kind of cultivation and Taoism that is close to nature.

Stepping into the cave, there is a cave in the cave, and it is actually a chain cave. The entrance to the cave is not large, but there are seven or eight caves connected to each other, as if a house has several doors and several more houses.

The cave was covered with dust and animal droppings.

Zhang Daoran pinched a trick, and a strong wind, dust and gravel rolled up in the cave, and was crumpled into a ball by a strong force and flew out of the cave.

This is the method of removing dust, Zhang Daoran has already participated in the method of enlightenment when he first cultivated.

At this time, the cave is clean and spotless.

In a cave, the stone wall of the cave is turbulent, and a stone bed suddenly appears. The invisible power has long been controlled by Zhang Daoran. On that day, preaching on the island in the middle of the lake, in a thought, the high platform was raised and lowered, which was the power of the five elements.

As soon as his mind moved, a futon appeared at his feet, Zhang Daoran thought about it, and the entrance of the cave was wriggling, constantly changing shapes, forming a regular circular arch shape.

Two stone doors, open to let in the sun.

Sitting cross-legged, Zhang Daoran felt the ups and downs of his heart at this time, and faintly felt something.

Since the cultivation of the Tao, Zhang Daoran has been in the red dust, never far from the red dust, and has never felt the mountain cultivation. Now close to nature, I feel that heaven and earth are integrated into my heart, and everything in the world is knowing the sea.

"Kill it..."

"Don't let it run..."

"This damn brute is always coming to our house to steal..."

"Kill it!"

"Plug it... Run into the woods, and we won't be able to catch it..."

Faintly, bursts of shouts kept coming from afar.

Zhang Daoran frowned, he was originally at the key to cultivation, and he was comprehending the law of nature, but he was interrupted in his cultivation...

"A drink and a peck, its own providence..."

Zhang Daoran looked out of the cave entrance, shook his head and sighed: "Heaven's will is not in my hands, even if the poor Dao cultivates beyond the realm of the Heavenly Dao, but all the people in the world are the shepherds of the Heavenly Dao... Providence can't control the poor, but it can control all the people of the world..."

With a sigh, a white shadow suddenly jumped in.

"Squeak..."

When he saw Zhang Daoran, he was so frightened that he turned around and was about to run.

It's just that outside the cave at this time, dozens of people, armed with sticks, chased after each other: "This beast has run into the cave, there is only one entrance to this cave, this beast is killing himself..."

"You guys guard the entrance to the cave, and we'll go in and kill this beast..."

Outside the cave, everyone was angry and murderous.

In the cave, Zhang Daoran looked at the ape in front of him, which was almost the same as a human, but with thick hair, and a smile appeared on his face: "You beast, this time you have angered the villagers..."

Zhang Daoran just had a change of mind and knew what had happened.

This is a hundred miles in circumference, and there is no grass, and this monkey often enters the village to eat and drink secretly, and also scares children. Naturally, he was hated by the villagers and was always chased and beaten.

But this monkey is too fast to catch up.

This time the monkey fell and injured his leg, and the villagers chased it for twenty or thirty miles, and then they chased it here, and they were about to kill the monkey.

The monkey's face was full of shock, it actually understood Zhang Daoran's words!

"Don't be shocked, you monkey head, how many disasters have you caused, if you don't save you, you will be eaten by someone's monkey brain, peeled off the skin and cramped......"

"Squeak..."

The white-haired ape's face was full of horror, and he knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Zhang Daoran, full of spirituality.

"Poor Dao wants to save you, and I want to see if the villagers will let you go... You monkey, you still have some eyesight..."