Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

For Zhang Daoran, in half a year, Huo Tong Cave Heaven's Heaven's Tao has almost been comprehended.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Zhang Daoran looked up at the sky with a complicated expression: "So that's it...so that's it..."

"This heaven cannot be changed, and all things are connected by one..."

Zhang Daoran withdrew his gaze: "Everything comes from the Dharma, everything comes from the Dharma. If you cannot transcend the Dharma, you can only transform into the Dharma... Is this the ultimate way for practitioners to return?"

The pioneer of Huotong Cave Heaven has transformed into the heavenly way of this world. He has lost consciousness and turned into thousands of laws to maintain the operation of the world.

Zhang Daoran was not sure whether the choice of Huotong Cave Heaven was correct. At this time, Zhang Daoran was also a little confused: "This is your way, so, the heavenly way that transforms into this world is the ultimate destination for your cultivation. The way of my way is the way of my own, and my way is the way. All things are integrated into me, not me are integrated into Dharma..."

With a move, a translucent treasure that looked like a basin suddenly appeared in Zhang Daoran's hand.

"The peerless name...the peerless pot of creation...the creation, killing is the creation, and it is always an evil path..."

Zhang Daoran looked at the basin in his hand and shook his head slightly: "Although this treasure is good, its power is always self-satisfied and will not improve. The most important magic weapon in the path of cultivation is the realm of one's own cultivation..."

This strange treasure is the pool behind the woodcutter Ah Heng's house. This is a strange treasure in space. There was originally a wisp of residual soul. Unfortunately, Bai Yiyuan accidentally entered the space and stole the spiritual fruit inside, causing this wisp of soul to collapse...

"A drink and a peck, there is God's will..."

The master of this wisp of residual soul is the Lord of Huo Tong Cave Heaven. Before he transformed into the Heavenly Dao, he wanted to leave a life of life. This wisp of soul had a chance to transform into shape, but unfortunately, under the law, this wisp of soul could never be transcended...

And this treasure is mainly made of Bai Yiyuan's parents' bones...

This drink and peck, the law of nature cycles.

"When Bai Yiyuan refines the crossbone and takes off all his fur, this strange treasure will eventually be handed over to him..."

Zhang Daoran put away his strange treasure and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

"It's a pity that I don't know what level of cultivation I have at this time?"

The more he practices, the more confused Zhang Daoran becomes. The subsequent realm is vague and there is no introduction at all. Since the creation of the world and the creation of the universe, Zhang Daoran's own realm has surpassed ordinary immortals in no way.

But so far, Zhang Daoran's aura is still only at the level of the Creation Universe.

"The cultivation is still improving, which means that it is not that there is nothing to practice. The "Huangting Sutra" has been passed down. Now I have only understood one-third of it, and it will take countless years to accumulate in the future..."

Zhang Daoran frowned slightly. The "Huangting Jing" was integrated into his memory. Now there is no need for faith to unlock the magical powers or martial arts. So who set the rules at the beginning? Need to open the "Huangting Jing"?

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Daoran was still thinking hard, and he had many problems he had encountered.

At the foot of the mountain, many practitioners of Hewan Village began to gather here one after another.

In order to show their respect, they put away their flying swords and walked on foot from ten miles away.

"This layman..."

A monk stopped a villager in Hewan Village: "Where is that great master of magical powers preaching?"

What kind of immortal cultivator does not fall into the world?

Now these immortal cultivators have all entered the village?

Rules have been destroyed, so naturally more people cross the line. Some people have unnatural expressions, while others have a light face.

The villagers of Hewan Village are all villagers who have stayed there. When they see the cultivators, they instinctively feel fear. When their knees are weak, they will kneel down.

"This layman..."

An old Taoist supported the villager: "Senior masters are here, this is a holy place for practicing Taoism. How can you kneel down and worship us?"

It is really this master who acts strangely and does not play according to common sense. If they stick to it, they will inevitably lose their faith.

In the world, all people will no longer believe in you, and they will practice the Dharma-Ending Dharma.

“In... there…”

The villager knew in his heart that the arrival of these monks did not dare to be presumptuous because of the master. Although he was still a little scared in his heart at this time, he was no longer frightened.

One pointered in the distance, the low mountain peaks only ten miles away, and the villagers saw these monks rushing there very quickly.

"That immortal elder is really a peerless style..."

The villager wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "If it weren't for this immortal elder, how could these immortal cultivators enter the village and be so kind? This is clearly because they were impressed by that immortal elder, or had my fear in their hearts..."

Thinking about the time when the immortal elder faced the Taoist cultivator in the world, his expression was calm, and his every move was very elegant. With a wave of his sleeves, countless Taoist cultivators disappeared...

"A peerless style..."

The villager shook his head: "This is the cultivator!"

I remembered that the master said: "If you have virtue, you are immortal..."

Virtue, virtue...

I hope these immortal cultivators can be as virtuous as that master.

......

"Yiyuan, sit down..."

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Daoran whispered: "Be more rules, you have the benefits of yours..."

Bai Yiyuan could not sit there, scratched his ears and foreheads, but he still forced himself to sit on the cushion.

“That’s right…”

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly: "The time for preaching that I agreed upon has come. If you come, you will have a fate. If you don't come, you will have no fate..."

"Well, I preach, it is endless fortune. If you are destined to hear it, you will not hear it without it. I will not force you to do so..."

Zhang Daoran had already set the time at the beginning, but now half a year has just arrived.

After a half-year appointment, Zhang Daoran understood the world and naturally knew that some people would come, and some people would not come...

Whether you come or not has nothing to do with Zhang Daoran: "I preached for three months, and let you and others understand the way of heaven. It is considered to be the reward for coming to this Huotong Cave Heaven and comprehending the laws of Huotong Cave Heaven... Cause and effect are eliminated, and from now on, I can leave..."

"Squeak..."

Bai Yiyuan was dancing with eyebrows, scratching his ears and foreheads, screaming.

It cannot speak, but it can understand Zhang Daoran's words.

Seeing that it was so anxious, Zhang Daoran comforted him: "I will naturally take you with me if I leave..."

"Squeak..."

Bai Yiyuan became more honest and sat obediently on the futon. He imitated Zhang Daoran, stretched out his hand to grab his cheek, and forced him to put it back. His feet moved and he also put it back...

"hehe..."

Zhang Daoran smiled softly: "It's done, I'm going to talk..."

"In front of the Emperor Zixia Xu of Shangqing, Yuchenjun, Taishang Dao. Living in the silence of the silhouette, the five forms are dispersed and transformed into ten thousand spirits. This is an inner chapter for Huangting, the heart of the qin dances with three layers of fetal immortals. The nine qi reflects out of the sky, and the spirit is above the boy's purple smoke. This is said that the jade book can be carefully studied, and it can be chanted for three days. Thousands of disasters can eliminate all diseases and cure them. They do not fear the cruelty of tigers and wolves, and they can also prolong the old age..."

A sentence of scriptures came from Zhang Daoran's mouth. The sound was not loud, but it could spread ten miles apart...

At the foot of the mountain, there were dozens of people in the group, climbing the mountain, and suddenly his expression changed, feeling incredible: "That master has already started preaching... The master is the master. Before we arrived, we started preaching... I wonder how many people have arrived first?"

"Stop the sound..."

Suddenly, an experienced man waved his hand: "You listen carefully..."
Chapter completed!