Before he knew it, Master Fengchen looked at the strange phenomenon caused by Zhang Daoran's cultivation, and half an hour passed like this. Ordinary people could not see this magical strange phenomenon. Master Fengchen had already opened his spirit, but he could see it clearly.

After midnight, Zhang Daoran opened his eyes.

"Thank you for giving the Dharma with fellow Taoists!"

Seeing Zhang Daoran finish his practice, Master Fengchen gave a deep gift.

The technique modified by Zhang Daoran is obviously different from before. Not to mention whether the level has been improved, the new technique is more suitable for the practice of Taoist Master Fengchen. In just one and a half hours of practice, it is worth the past half month. After practicing, I feel shining in spirit, and I don’t feel tired before.

In just half an hour of modification, a technique that is modified is more suitable for a certain person. Only those with great supernatural powers have this ability.

"How do you feel for fellow Taoist? Are there any discomforts in the exercises?"

Zhang Daoran stood up and clearly felt that Master Fengchen had a little respect in front of him, and no longer had the same kind of equality and freedom as before. He sighed in his heart, but did not point it out.

"It's very suitable for the old Taoist, thank you fellow Taoist."

Master Fengchen’s respect for Zhang Daoran was not because of his martial arts. It was the strange phenomenon that Zhang Daoran had when he was practicing, just now, just like an immortal who was about to ascend to immortality, and he was an ordinary person. The gap in realm made Master Fengchen involuntarily feel a little awe.

In a few simple words, Zhang Daoran and Taoist Master Fengchen returned to their room. In front of the room, the old wolf lay on the ground, raised his head slightly, and a trace of thin spiritual energy entered his body, leaving a small part, and most of them scattered out.

"There is no martial arts, it's just a practice of instinct, and it's a bit difficult to achieve enlightenment." Zhang Daoran put his hand on the head of Lao Lang, and a subtle sense. In the head of Lao Lang, an inner alchemy that was only the size of a sesame seed, absorbed this trace of spiritual energy.

Old Wolf, including the dragon, is now practicing by instinct. Without martial arts, he absorbs very little spiritual energy. Zhang Daoran fantasized about the transformation of the old Wolf, but now it is ridiculous. Taking off the animal body and turning into the innate body, in myths and legends, few aliens can completely do it.

He withdrew his palm and found that Lao Lang slowly stood up, just like the big dragon. Every time he checked their cultivation, he was reluctant to leave with his head on his palm. Zhang Daoran slapped: "Like the beast of Da Long, he is greedy for the aura of poor Taoism, and practice it yourself. Lao Lang, your strength is not as good as the big dragon, so don't be bullied and complain to me."

When leaving the Sanqing Temple, the inner alchemy of the dragon was already the size of a little finger, and according to the realm, it was much higher than that of the old wolf.

However, the old wolf absorbs spiritual energy faster than the big dragon. The big dragon hibernates again and cannot practice this winter. Zhang Daoran was slightly stunned: "Next spring, the big dragon wakes up from hibernation, and may be no match for the old wolf."

"Only with competition can there be motivation. Dalong's lazy guy, without the pressure from the old wolf, has too slow to enter the country."

When I entered the room to sleep, it was just dawn, and both Zhang Daoran and Master Feng Chen got up.

They greeted each other without saying much, and they sat cross-legged at the place where they were practicing.

The sun was rising and the purple qi came east. After refining this pure qi of heaven and earth, Zhang Daoran stood up and said, "Fellow Dao, it's time for me to leave."

"Fellow Daoist will leave now?"

Master Feng Chen was a little reluctant. Zhang Daoran had a profound realm and superb magic. Having such a good teacher and friend by his side was of great benefit to his practice. Ganzhou Province was thousands of miles away from Qi Province, and I don’t know when the next time I meet.

"It has been almost a month since I left the Taoist temple, and it's time to go back."

Without stopping, Zhang Daoran turned around and left: "Next May next year, Master Zhang will celebrate his birthday, and I will preach in Sanqing Temple. If fellow Taoists can come, they will be able to gather together."

Zhang Daoran piaopiao left, and Taoist Master Fengchen took out the tracking talisman: "It's time for the old Taoist to find the whereabouts of his senior brother."

Taoist Master Fengchen packed up some things, closed the door of the Taoist temple, and headed in the opposite direction of Zhang Daoran.

Zhang Daoran took Lao Lang and did not walk the main road, but specialized in small roads and forests. He heard that there were Taoist temples and Taoist priests in some places, so Zhang Daoran went to visit the masters. Unfortunately, he arrived at the boundary of Qi Province and was less than 300 miles away from Sanqing Temple. He encountered several Taoist temples along the way, all of which were built by local governments, and some Taoist priests in Huoju will preside over rituals during festivals.

Entering the north, the mountains and forests of Ganzhou Province disappeared, and this is an endless plain. The population is very dense, with a village of three or five miles apart, and some villages next to the village. From the southwest to Qi Province, the first place is Han Town, a town at the southernmost end of Sihu County. Sihu County has a narrow and long area, 200 kilometers north and south, and the widest place in the east and west. It is not counted as Beisihu, but only less than twenty miles.

Han Town is the southern gate between Qi and Su Province, and it is very prosperous.

When he was about to arrive in Han Town with Lao Lang, Zhang Daoran felt his heart beating and his head was in a daze.

He was shocked. Since his practice, Zhang Daoran has not been sick or felt any discomfort. At this moment, Zhang Daoran wondered if he was sick. He communicated with the soul of the human soul and calculated silently. Zhang Daoran's face was happy: "Who is destined to appear, don't know who he is?"

Keep moving forward, enter Hanzhen, and pass Hanzhen's lake dam, which is the center of Hanzhen. The transportation here is developed, with many vehicles, and there are many residential houses on both sides. There are no high-rise buildings, but there are many stores.

After walking for a while, I found Lao Lang squatting in front of a roast chicken shop, drooling in his mouth. From this morning to now, it took almost a day for Zhang Daoran and Lao Lang to drip water.

I walked over, touched Lao Lang's head, and bought three roast chickens.

When he arrived at the bus shelter, Zhang Daoran sat down and the old wolf squatted in front of Zhang Daoran. The old wolf was huge and like a calf, which caused many passengers waiting for the bus to exclaim: "Master Taoist, what kind of breed is your dog? Alaskan dog? So big?"

Zhang Daoran just smiled and didn't answer. He threw a roast chicken and had not yet landed on the ground. The old wolf caught it directly. After two or two, the roast chicken was still unsatisfied, and he still looked at Zhang Daoran straight away.

"This Taoist priest has money, buy roast chicken and feeds dogs..."

Zhang Daoran ignored them. When the bus arrived, they hurriedly took the bus to leave.

Zhang Daoran didn't care about the eyes around him, and threw another roast chicken to Lao Lang. Suddenly, a figure appeared. One of the upper body was wearing a torn ragged, wrapped in cotton wool, and the fat and torn cotton pants on the lower body were lifted to his knees. The exposed skin was very dirty and he couldn't tell the original color. He had long hair, but the long hair was glued together, and it was covered with mud.

"A little beggar?"

This figure was thin and could not see clearly his age. He jumped out of nowhere and rushed straight to the old wolf.

As this figure appeared, Zhang Daoran's heart beat faster and the human soul vibrated even more.

"A person with destiny?"
Chapter completed!