The yard was silent, and some people left and some stayed in the village.

When he heard that Zhang Daoran was going to stay and fight against the disciples of the Immortal Sect, some villagers plucked up their courage and came to the woodcutter Ah Heng's house. The more people gathered in the yard, and almost all their eyes were on Zhang Daoran sitting cross-legged on the stone.

They were also afraid that they would be punished when they looked at the immortals in this way. They would lower their heads just by looking at them.

Wan Shixin's move can be said to be extremely bold.

It is the duty to worship immortals. They should not and cannot ask for anything from immortals.

"The child has no big problem..."

Zhang Daoran opened his eyes slightly, and the child's problem was indeed not big: "The innate evil spirits enter the body, and as he grows older, the evil spirits will gather more and more. If he does not restrain himself, it will affect the child's mind and judgment of things. Therefore, he will be too extreme in doing things and even become a killing machine..."

"The immortal..."

Wan Shixin was startled, and the villagers in the yard were also shocked. Wan Shixin knelt on the ground, his face covered in sweat: "Can you still save it? Isn't the child reincarnated an immortal?"

"The immortal is reincarnated?"

Zhang Daoran looked up at the sky with inexplicable expression: "If there were immortals in this world, the child would not be allowed to leave his parents since childhood. From then on, the immortals and mortals would be separated. If the child was really a reincarnation of an immortal, he would have his inheritance and would not be allowed to accept him as his disciple..."

Immortal...

Somewhat vague.

Zhang Daoran has seen the realm of immortals on earth, but it is the aura of a scattered immortal, not the pure aura of immortals. Immortal Tao, now Zhang Daoran cannot peek at.

The villagers were so awe-inspiring, and Zhang Daoran said nothing wrong.

If there were immortals, they would not be so indifferent and ruthless... It was obviously a state of transcending all things and manifesting the great way. How could they do things so cruelly and ruthlessly without any kindness?

Life and death are all based on personal preferences?

The villagers recognized Zhang Daoran very much, believing that although Zhang Daoran was an immortal cultivator, he was completely different from the immortal cultivator he had seen before.

Just like when the woodcutter Ah Heng saw Zhang Daoran, everything was so gentle that it made people feel close.

"The Tao is called nameless, and the immortal is not present. People in the world say it is called "existence", so Tao appears, and immortals appear... There is no barrier in the immortals. One day, people subconsciously believe that immortals are superior to others and can control their own destiny. Therefore, immortals are above and above. People need to kneel down, worship, and lower their posture..."

Zhang Daoran has been in this world for a few days, but in this world, the cultivators have done whatever they want without any constraints. How is this caused by life and death?

Part of this is the long-term indoctrination of the minds of immortals, which allows people to form a fixed mindset. The minds of immortals dominate the world and are above them. And people blindly obey, so that the living environment will become worse and worse.

In the yard, people looked stern.

Why do immortals stand out and dominate and need to worship them?

Why do immortals dominate everything, kill and take life and death, and dominate their destiny?

How is this caused?

Tens of thousands of years of inheritance have formed a fixed mindset. Therefore, they couldn't figure it out, but Zhang Daoran gave them the answer, but they felt a little resistant.

"Why..."

Zhang Daoran sighed in a low voice, waved his hand, and a ball of black mist floated out of the child in Wan Shixin's arms.

The black fog is invisible and floating, like a ball of black clouds. It constantly changes shapes in the air, and all things in the world continue to evolve.

"hiss..."

People were all watching the black fog in the air, and their hearts were beating faster.

It's really incredible that this newborn child has such a thing in his body?

"This is the innate evil spirit. When a pregnant woman is pregnant, she does not pay attention to protecting her fetus, or has been to the place of evil evil, and evil evil spirits enter the body and form the innate evil spirit..."

Zhang Daoran flipped his palm slightly, and the innate evil spirit disappeared and was put away by Zhang Daoran. Such innate evil spirit is difficult to form. If the divine weapon is refined and integrated into this evil spirit, it will inevitably take the divine weapon to a higher level.

Zhang Daoran waved his hand and a spiritual energy penetrated into the baby's body: "Now that the evil energy is removed, the baby's body will have a period of weakness. I will save him a wisp of innate true energy. Within seven days, there is no need to feed him any food..."

"Thank you, Xiansheng! Thank you, Xiansheng..."

Wan Shixin and his wife kept kneeling down and were extremely excited.

Originally, when they had something to ask, Zhang Daoran would not be angry, he would not easily take action to save his child. According to the old Taoist before, the evil evil entered his body and needed to follow him to practice. Without decades, he could not refine and eliminate this evil energy...

But this young Taoist priest had solved the trouble that it took decades to solve with just a wave of his hand.

The superiority and inferiority are judged immediately, and this young Taoist priest has a kind heart and acts like a spring breeze. This is an immortal, this is a noble man!

There were also forty or fifty villagers in the yard, so they naturally knew about their children.

They were a little lucky at this time. Although they were still worried, Zhang Daoran invisibly showed this move, which gave them peace of mind.

Stay there may be hope!

"You will go back. Since you have stayed there, I will naturally protect you..."

Zhang Daoran stood up and said in a firm tone: "I have left, but it will naturally not be difficult for me to protect you and others in the village."

For some reason, the villagers felt that Zhang Daoran's words were very credible.

The villagers dispersed one after another, and Zhang Daoran walked out. Bai Yiyuan followed Zhang Daoran honestly. At this time, Bai Yiyuan thought that all this was a chain reaction caused by it after it was transferred into the pool.

"The immortal..."

Seeing Zhang Daoran leaving, the woodcutter Ah Heng instinctively thought that Zhang Daoran was about to run away... He quickly called Zhang Daoran, and the woodcutter Ah Heng asked, "Where are you going?"

"I will not leave the village..."

Zhang Daoran did not need the divine power of the heavenly eyes to know the woodcutter Ah Heng’s thoughts: “I will go around here and maybe build a Taoist temple here in the future and practice here…”

The woodcutter Ah Heng turned red. He was trying to judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain...

Ah Heng, a little embarrassed woodcutter, scratched his head: "I... I will lead the Taoist priest around..."

Zhang Daoran did not refuse, and raised his steps and arrived outside the yard.

There are not many residents in this village, unlike some villages on earth that often have thousands of people. The villages are very chaotic, with one family in the east and one family in the west, and only a hundred households are scattered within a radius of three miles.

There is not a single tree in the village, and there is not a single tree in hundreds of meters around the village.

Zhang Daoran observed the surroundings with his eyes. Unfortunately, this place is not a Feng Shui treasure land, and the spiritual energy is still abundant, but for a sect, the thinness of this spiritual energy is very low...

"I don't plan to start a sect, I just built a Taoist temple... Maybe I will accept one or two disciples..."

Zhang Daoran had no plans to relocate the Three Qingshen on Earth.

"The Immortal..."

Just as Zhang Daoran looked left and right, and was constantly thinking about it, the woodcutter Ah Heng, who was following Zhang Daoran, suddenly said: "Captain Xian, do you have any disciples of the sect, brothers, etc."

Zhang Daoran did not turn around, but said lightly: "No..."
Chapter completed!