In the early morning, on the huge rock by the Xinjiang River, Zhang Daoran stood up facing the rising sun.

After leaving Wang Ling Palace last night, Zhang Daoran walked more than ten miles, sat down on the huge rock by the river and did not leave. After completing his practice in the early morning, Zhang Daoran looked at the calm river and walked down the huge rock.

Suddenly, a slightly sharp song ran through the sky and echoed among the peaks on both sides of the Xinjiang River.

A small boat appeared from the corner of the mountain. Zhang Daoran took a look and recognized the fisherman who was the one who cost 100 yuan to take the boat.

"Master Xiao, I've been here so early, are you going to cross the river?"

The fisherman also saw Zhang Daoran, his eyes lit up, and he rowed the boat to the shore.

Zhang Daoran did not answer this question, looked at the surrounding mountains and asked, "Do you know that there are any experts who do not belong to Zhengyidao in the area of ​​Longhu Mountain or in the area outside Longhu Mountain?"

"There are no other masters in this world? They are all cheating...uh..." The fisherman almost said it. Subconsciously glanced at Zhang Daoran and smiled embarrassedly: "The Taoist Master also knows that there may be strange people. We are just a small commoner. We have no chance to see them on the river. Longhu Mountain preached, the Taoist Master should have gone. Longhu Mountain preached and was open to the public before. I have been there too. I wondered if I can also get a fairy fate and extend my life. Hehe... I fell asleep once and spent 100 yuan in vain..."

Obviously, the fishermen have no awe of Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain. On the contrary, they believe that these Taoist priests are all people who cheat on food and drink.

"Although the Taoist Dharma is here, no one can practice it. Now Longhu Mountain is the most complete holy land of Taoist Dharma in the world, but unfortunately there are almost no ones that can be practiced."

Longhu Mountain guards the treasures, but does not know how to use them. There are all kinds of martial arts and Taoisms, but because the spiritual veins are difficult to open, these treasures have become useless tricks. This time, when others listen to the Tao, they are drowsy and difficult to understand, but Zhang Daoran has learned a lot of magical powers.

"It's just a pity that the preaching time was too short, I just talked about some basics."

The three sects and six sects, Qingcheng Emei, and Wudang all have their own Taoist inheritance. The rest of those who did not start speaking were precisely because they did not have their own inheritance, and were named Taoist temples, and it was not helpful to listen to the preaching that Zhang Daoran decisively left.

"There are no strange masters, who are strong and have fast legs and feet, are there such Taoist practices?"

Zhang Daoran himself also knew that the inheritance of Longhu Mountain was complete and there was no entry-level person to practice. Those Taoist temples that did not have their own inheritance and rely on several Taoist scriptures were even more unlikely to appear. They could only settle for the second best and look for those with outstanding abilities.

"This kind of people..." The fisherman pondered for a long time: "I saw a Taoist priest who was almost in his seventies, with white hair and beard, one hand and one wooden barrel, stretched his arms to the mountain, and his steps seemed to be very light. If the Taoist priest looked for such a person, I knew that after crossing the river and going northwest to Jade Emperor Temple, the old Taoist priest should be."

He bowed slightly with his fists and said, "Thank you, the layman. I'll go home and place his family in another place as soon as possible. It's a landslide and huge rocks are hard to stop. I'm afraid that the family will have life worries when they live at home."

As he said that, Zhang Daoran turned around and walked towards the riverside.

"Phhh..." The fisherman spitted two spits: "It's really unlucky to meet a Taoist priest early in the morning. There is no good person in the Taoist priest, so he cursed people early in the morning..."

After Zhang Daoran's words, the fisherman almost swung the bamboo pole in his hand and smashed it at Zhang Daoran. He tried his best to suppress his anger and then suppressed it: "You can't cross the river, three hundred yuan..."

The nearest crossing bridge here is forty miles away. If you want to save time, it is the best time to take a boat. Zhang Daoran's words made the fishermen angry and said three hundred words: "Little Taoist priest, a Taoist practitioner accumulates virtue, and curses people like this early in the morning. Three hundred yuan is considered a cheap price for you."

"It's my business for me to say it, but the lay Buddhists don't believe it's my business. I need to cross the river, but I don't take a boat."

Zhang Daoran had already stepped on his feet in the water, and continued to walk forward without looking back.

"Cross the river? Swimming? It's cold, aren't you afraid of freezing to death?"

The fisherman continued to row west on the boat, but then he thought about it, and fixed the boat on the shore and said to himself: "The little Taoist may not have money. If there is a real accident in this cold weather, he can still have time to rescue him."

After all, there is goodness in my heart, and the fishermen are angry in my heart, but they do not leave.

But the next moment, the bamboo pole in the fisherman's hand fell into the water, his eyes wide open to look at the empty river surface, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Zhang Daoran went into the water, and the foot of the river was not submerged. Zhang Daoran took a step out of the middle of the river, and then stepped out to the north shore again, and disappeared in a blink of an eye...

After rubbing his eyes, he was sure it was not a daze. The fisherman opened his mouth and turned the bow of the boat as if he was rushing at home: "I'm afraid I really encountered a god, a landslide, so wait for me to go back and slide."

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In the mountains on the north bank, Zhang Daoran felt a hint of coolness in the soles of his feet and suddenly smiled: "It still needs to be practiced if he is in water."

Because of the magical power of fish getting water, Zhang Daoran is more comfortable in the water than swimming fish. The island in the middle of the lake is surrounded by lake water. This method of stepping on water was realized by Zhang Daoran inadvertently. Standing on the water surface does not sink, walking on the water, the lake water only floods its feet.

This time, my feet were shrunk into inches, and my feet only stayed in the middle of the river for only a second, and my feet were still soaked in the river water.

"Jade Emperor Temple?"

After walking two miles, he encountered a village. Zhang Daoran asked the villagers about the address of the Jade Emperor Temple. The villagers' eyes were strange: "If the Taoist priest is a disciple or learns Taoism, he will still go to the Tianshi Mansion or the Three Sects and Six Sects. The Jade Emperor Temple is a small Taoist priest and an old Taoist priest, and he will not be able to learn talismans even if he goes."

Zhang Daoran even asked a few people, pointing to the northwest. In the end, he simply stopped asking and turned around and left.

After walking about three or four miles, a Taoist temple appeared on a low mountain. The Taoist temple was not big, with only two houses and a yard, with narrow steps only one foot wide connected to the top of the mountain.

There are three big characters written on the plaque of the Taoist temple gate - Jade Emperor Temple.

After climbing the steps, Zhang Daoran arrived at the gate of Taoist temple just a few minutes later. The gate of Taoist temple opened, and Zhang Daoran said loudly: "Zhang Daoran, the Sanqing Temple in Sihu County, is visiting."

The Taoist temple was not loud, and the sound echoed, but no one responded. Looking at the yard, a ginkgo tree was planted. In addition, the doors of the two houses in the Taoist temple were closed and no one was seen. The yard was a little empty, and a wooden table was placed under the ginkgo tree.

“Not here?”

Zhang Daoran did not enter the Taoist temple and stood in front of the Taoist temple. After a while, Zhang Daoran was about to leave when a voice came: "Which fellow Taoist is visiting?"
Chapter completed!