A few days later, Zhang Daoran felt bored.

The population distribution of Ganzhou Province is not as dense as that of the eastern coast, and there are many mountains and forests and few roads. In the past few days, Zhang Daoran asked about Taoist masters, but he had no gains.

"Is this the Dharma-Ending Age?"

The magic does not exist, and the cultivation of immortals will no longer be achieved. The so-called Dharma-Ending Age is not the exhaustion of spiritual energy in the world, and the cultivators have no basis for cultivation. The spiritual energy on the earth is not very rich, but there is still spiritual energy. The spiritual energy is like air, all human spirits, flowers, plants and trees, and they are inseparable from the nourishment of spiritual energy. If the earth does not have spiritual energy, it will become like Mars and the moon, bare and without any vitality.

"Maybe it's because I have a high desire. China has been around for five thousand years, and it is said that how many people can achieve enlightenment and become immortals now?"

Zhang Daoran was a little enlightened. Since ancient times, immortal figures like Zhang Daoling and Zhang Tianshi can count them with both hands. Daoism has always existed. If it was so easy to cultivate immortals, there would not be only a few that were passed down to the world. The earth would have long become a planet for cultivation of immortals.

"Oh..."

After walking in the forest for a while, a weak wolf howl caught Zhang Daoran's attention. In a blink of an eye, there was only a dozen meters away from Zhang Daoran in the forest, an old wolf covered in scars was lying on the ground, raising his head and looking at Zhang Daoran with his eyes alert.

"Life is lost and lifespan is over, and this old wolf is almost dead."

This wolf doesn't need to be thought about, either it was a wolf pack that failed to compete for the position of Wolf King and was driven out of the wolf pack, or it just escaped the hunting of large creatures. The old wolf is tall and strong, and is obviously a wolf king.

Zhang Daoran walked away directly and walked to the side. Lao Lang watched Zhang Daoran leave vigilantly, and then slowly put his head on the ground. Zhang Daoran had just taken two steps, suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Lao Lang: "The spiritual energy entered the body?"

All living things need to nourish their bodies again. Once they get angry, they will dispel the spiritual energy without getting close to their bodies. Without the nourishment of spiritual energy, their bodies will be damaged. Therefore, there is a saying that great energy is harmful to the body. All living things need to maintain a calm mind. When emotional fluctuations are very fluctuating, it is difficult for spiritual energy to get close to them.

Zhang Daoran accidentally approached the old wolf, and with the nature of the wolf, there was a threat. Naturally, his emotions fluctuated greatly, and it was difficult for the spiritual energy to get close to him. Zhang Daoran left, the old wolf returned to calm, and the spiritual energy entered his body again. If it weren't for the human soul condensation, Zhang Daoran would have found this phenomenon after turning around.

The spiritual energy entered the Laolang's body, and ninety percent scattered out, and a very small part remained in the body. Zhang Daoran turned around, and the Laolang became alert again, grinning, and the spiritual energy was shaken away.

"The spiritual energy entered the body, leaving more spiritual energy than the Lu Zhen I saw at the beginning. It was much stronger than the big dragon. Is this the spiritual vein of nature, or is it that Lao Lang slowly practiced over the years to open up the spiritual veins?"

The wolf has the instinct of roaring the moon, and the moonlight essence will enter the wolf's body. Will the old wolf's spiritual vein be opened because of this and accumulated over a long period of time?

Zhang Daoran became interested and came to Longhu Mountain. He met a person with a spiritual vein that was born with spiritual veins, or someone else's disciple. In the past few days of visiting the master, he has not met anyone who can practice. Unexpectedly, he accidentally encountered a wolf, and his spiritual vein was already spiritual.

"Since people cannot meet spiritual veins and spiritual connections, they are also destined to meet animals." Zhang Daoran slowly approached Lao Lang: "You have a destiny with me, go back with me, and be a mountain-protecting spirit beast with the dragon."

The old wolf was covered in scars and dying. Zhang Daoran took out a marrow-cleaning pill and hesitated slightly: "I don't know if it can help this old wolf."

Lao Lang was very alert, grinning and roaring, trying hard to stand up, his eyes showing fierce light.

"I won't hurt you..."

Zhang Daoran shook his body and came to Lao Lang's side. He pressed Lao Lang's head with one hand, and the pill shot into Lao Lang's mouth. When he shook his body again, Zhang Daoran was already several meters away.

"Oh..."

The fierce light in the old wolf's eyes dissipated, with a hint of fear. He roared and turned around and drilled into the forest, with the dry and dead grass submerged his body.

"Just leave like that?"

Zhang Daoran was a little angry: "I am kind to save you. You don't know how to be grateful, so you ran away?"

A pill wasted wasted. Zhang Daoran was willing to go and chased Lao Lang. After chasing for a while, Lao Lang had long lost his trace: "I ran very fast, and I couldn't catch up with it even if I shrank."

There are many trees in the mountains, overgrown weeds, and the shrinking ground is restricted, and the distance you take one step is greatly reduced. Without chasing the old wolf, Zhang Daoran looked around and looked at the sky again: "It's getting late. Now I don't know when I will walk out of the forest. Let's spend the night in the forest tonight. To realize that nature is the practice of Taoism."

It is winter now, and snakes and insects are extinct. As long as there are no large organisms, it is absolutely safe here.

Even so, Zhang Daoran did not really stay in the mountains and forests, but entered the gray space. After looking at the Huangting Jing, he did not open a new page, nor did he pay attention to it: "Unclearly, hundreds of threads of luck appeared again, but unfortunately, it was not enough to open a new page."

The gray space is magical, with no heaven and earth, no direction, and it is all filled with gray airflow. Zhang Daoran lay in the gray space and slept directly until midnight, awakened instinctively, left the gray space, and came to the mountains and forests.

After finding a place to sit cross-legged, Zhang Daoran entered the state of cultivation.

Not long after, Zhang Daoran felt a large creature approaching. He was startled and then relaxed. He could sense that a creature was approaching, but he could not fully sense what a creature was. However, the familiar breath made Zhang Daoran relax.

After midnight, Zhang Daoran opened his eyes and in front of him, Lao Lang knelt on the ground with his front legs and his head lying on the ground. The wounds all over his body had disappeared, and Lao Lang was no longer dying as before, but was energetic. His eyes showed a hint of fear, and a hint of inexplicable spirit.

"Oh..."

Seeing Zhang Daoran wake up, the old wolf lit his head three times and his tail swept around the ground, just like a wolf dog meeting his owner.

"It's not wasting my intention, it's good..."

The lifespan of a wolf can last more than ten years. Lao Lang’s current age is almost the same as that of humans in their eighties and nineties, and is already in their twilight years. Although he has not activated his spiritual intelligence, he has a trace of spirituality. Zhang Daoran’s pill helped Lao Lang’s injuries to improve and his vitality reappeared. Knowing that Zhang Daoran had no malice, it seemed that his yearning for the strong appeared in his instinct, Lao Lang was back...

A trace of spiritual energy entered the Lao Lang's body, and a few were left behind, most of them overflowed. Zhang Daoran took out the red-skinned gourd: "The spiritual vein has been opened, and I couldn't use the spiritual elixir, but it can add wisdom to you. Try it..."

He poured out a spirit-opening pill, Zhang Daoran threw it away casually, and the old wolf opened his mouth and swallowed it with his tongue.
Chapter completed!