On this day, Zhang Daoran did not go to the lake, but sat in the only peach tree in the yard that had survived for many years and enjoyed the cool air. The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Sanqing Mountain was only more than 300 meters long. The summer was hot and the sun was shining, and it was still a bit hot.

Lying lazily on a broken mat, Zhang Daoran kept his usual dazed state, wondering if he should set up a stall to tell fortunes. The Taoist temple is too poor and has no penny. The most scarce thing in the Taoist temple is some food, drinks, food, clothes, bedding, etc.

Suddenly, the golden light in front of me was magnificent, and even the sun in the sky lost its glory.

Zhang Daoran was shocked and before he could react, the golden light had already entered his body. The moment the golden light entered his body, Zhang Daoran clearly saw that it was not a golden light, but dozens of golden silk threads.

"What's going on?"

There is only Li Kuan’s family of three and Fang Ting who has been here recently, but no one has been here for three days. No one has come to the Taoist temple to worship God and make a wish, and I have not done anything. Where did these golden silk threads come from?

After so many days of research, Zhang Daoran gradually understood what these silk threads are. These silk threads are condensed and divided into four colors. Red has the lowest luck, but it will be stimulated by the awe of ghosts and gods. The red is yellow, and the yellow luck has shown that the person who sends luck has become a kind of conviction with Zhang Daoran. Gold is a life-saving grace. This kind of luck is rare. After all, how many people can a person save in his life?

The most advanced luck color is purple. The luck of this color can only be obtained by educating the world. Zhang Daoran never thought that in modern society, he has no chance to educate the world.

Just like when I saved Li Kuan a few days ago, I got only two yellow luck. Li Dazhuang and Li Kuan and his wife came to burn incense, and the knowledge that they got was red silk threads... Now dozens of golden silk threads!

"When did I save so many lives?"

These golden silk threads are more than fifty!

If a golden lucky silk thread means that you have saved someone, and these more than fifty golden silk threads means that you have saved more than fifty lives!

"Not right. This not only saved lives. I also saved Li Kuan a few days ago. All I got was the yellow thread of luck. Why is it golden now?"

Zhang Daoran was a little confused: "Did you have made a mistake in your speculation some time ago?"

But the next moment, Zhang Daoran was filled with joy: "I wonder how many magical powers can these more than fifty golden threads of luck open the Huangting Jing and how many magical powers can be obtained?"

With a thought, Zhang Daoran entered the chaotic space and came to the front of the huge book of "Huangting Jing". Zhang Daoran no longer had the heart to think about how these golden threads of luck came about.

“Wow…”

Zhang Daoran had just stood in front of the book "Huangting Jing". The "Huangting Jing" automatically opened and directly looked through the title page in front and the blank first page. A Taoist temple appeared in the book. The Taoist priest I saw for the first time was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

A wave of suction came, and Zhang Daoran couldn't help but enter the book.

"The horoscope is dark, and the magical powers are born. The stewardship of the essence is established, and the skills are formed."

As the Taoist priests heard the mouth, these sounds turned into mysterious runes and entered Zhang Daoran's body. In an instant, a warm feeling came from his body, and there seemed to be a magical force in his body, wandering through the meridians along a mysterious pattern.

"Hang Yuan Shudan Tu..."

This is a way of cultivation!

Zhang Daoran was overjoyed. As the Taoist priest passed on his power, there was a mysterious power in Zhang Daoran's body that kept wandering along a mysterious pattern route. Every time he wandered around in his body, a trace of energy gathered into his dantian. It almost became an instinct and continued to operate.

The Baoyuan Shoudan Diagram is not a method of cultivating immortals, but a mental method similar to Qigong. It can cleanse the body of the human body, remove impurities, return to the original source, and shape the innate!

"Sit in the morning light, and stop in the sunrise. During the three hours of the hour, the exercises will naturally be formed. Keep the essence and suppress desires, and true energy will naturally arise."

The technique was transmitted, but the last few words made Zhang Daoran feel like eating flies: "Practice in the morning, absorb the purple qi from the east when the sun rises. I understand the absorption of the essence of stars and moons at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, forty-five minutes. However, if you keep the essence of the essence, you cannot break the precepts. Is this a punishment or a benefit?"

Zhang Daoran couldn't help but complain in his heart, but when Zhang Daoran came out of the pages of the Taoist temple where he taught his skills, the Taoist temple did not disappear.

"What are the tricks of this Taoist temple?"

Zhang Daoran remembered clearly that when the first page was given the magical power of water, the first page became blank.

The next moment, Zhang Daoran was no longer in the mood to pay attention to Taoist temples, but after teaching the "Huangting Jing", he took the initiative to turn to the third page.

"The Formation Chapter..."

There are no pavilions, towers, mountains, rivers, but a sea of ​​stars, and countless stars gather on the pages of the third page. Zhang Daoran only felt a dizzy turn, and in the blink of an eye, he came to this starry sky.

Entering the starry sky, countless stars flashed, and Zhang Daoran was wrapped in a mysterious force and floated in the starry sky.

Suddenly all the stars emitted dazzling light, and the light seemed to be pulled by mysterious power and gathered into Zhang Daoran's body.

"There are treasures gathering in all directions, and the heaven and earth gather all spirits. Everything is in order, and the stars enter the formation."

This sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, and Zhang Daoran seemed to have suddenly opened up his mind. He understood the principles of countless formations and the methods of formation arrangement.

When I opened my eyes, the stars were still those stars, but at this time it was another phenomenon in Zhang Daoran's eyes. All the stars were like countless array eyes, forming different arrays.

"Formation!"

A hint of joy flashed across Zhang Daoran's face: "Is this an immortal method?"

The formation obtained by Zhang Daoran is different from the formation of marching formations. The formation obtained by Zhang Daoran gathers spiritual energy and pulls stars, and has great power!

A repulsive force filled the whole body, and Zhang Daoran was pushed out of the third page. When Zhang Daoran walked out of the sea of ​​stars, a mysterious force suddenly flashed on the third page, and all the stars disappeared. The third page was like the first page, turning into a blank space.

The book is like no wind, and the third page is turned over and comes to the fourth page. These four pages are different from the one in front. Here is still a Taoist temple. The Taoist priest who was familiar to Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged in front of a high alchemy furnace, holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand, and a raging fire burned under the stove.

Zhang Daoran walked into the Taoist temple without realizing it and stood behind the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest suddenly raised his hand, and unknown grass was thrown into the alchemy furnace. The Taoist priest pinched mysterious handprints, which were clearly visible. When entering the alchemy furnace, the flames under the alchemy furnace were large or small. As the handprints were different, the flames were different in size.

A scent of fragrance came, and a round pill flew out and was taken into a red gourd by the Taoist priest.

Suddenly, the Taoist priest turned around, pointed a finger at Zhang Daoran's eyebrows, and a stream of information appeared in his mind, and various methods of refining pills appeared in his mind. The flames under the elixir furnace were like a tongue of fire drilling into Zhang Daoran's mouth, like a torrent, entering the dantian, entrenching on the misty little bead in the dantian.

"The chapter on alchemy!"

At some point, the Taoist priest disappeared, leaving only the Taoist temple and the alchemy furnace, and the red-skinned gourd was placed next to the alchemy furnace.
Chapter completed!