"teacher......"

Zhang Yifang went up the mountain and saw Zhang Daoran at the corner of the mountain road.

Zhang Daoran stood at the corner with his hands behind his back, facing the south with an indescribable look. He seemed to be entangled, helpless, and a little firm. Zhang Yifang had never seen this expression. Zhang Daoran has never been surprised when dealing with things, and few things can affect Zhang Daoran's mood.

"Those fellow Taoists have left..."

Zhang Yifang was a little nervous. He wondered if the teacher switched the formation and trapped those people in the formation. Would his plea to make the teacher angry?

"Um..."

After responding lightly, Zhang Daoran's eyes were a little erratic.

"Teacher, I know my mistake."

Zhang Yifang was a little scared, put down the things in his hand, clasped his fists with both hands, raised them to his chin, and bowed deeply.

"What's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Zhang Yifang. Zhang Daoran seemed to wake up from some artistic conception and his face returned to calmness.

"Those fellow Taoists came to visit the teacher on the third day of the third year of junior high school and committed a taboo. The teacher punished them, and the disciples should not plead for mercy..."

Turning around and looking at Zhang Yifang, Zhang Daoran shook his head: "Switching the formation is not for punishment."

Zhang Daoran walked down the mountain: "We practice Taoism and fight for fate with the heavens. We must break the rules and understand our own Taoism. We can accommodate the laws and laws of Taoism and achieve immortality. Red Dog Day is a festival, but we practitioners do not need to care."

Zhang Yifang was a little confused and didn't know what Zhang Daoran was thinking. The words just now were still echoing in his ears. It was clearly because these people angered Zhang Daoran and were punished. Now Zhang Daoran denied the cause of this incident.

"Teacher...then..."

Zhang Yifang's slightly confused voice came from behind him. Zhang Daoran didn't stop and said, "Come on the foot of the mountain, please go up the mountain to cook..."

Looking at Zhang Daoran's back, although Zhang Yifang was no longer nervous, he became more and more confused. Finally, he shook his head and turned to the mountain: "How can I guess the teacher's style of doing things?"

"Red Dog Day is just an excuse..." At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Daoran put the goods into the gray space, looked at the vast lake and sighed: "Fate is like water, it seems calm, once the wind and waves are on, it can destroy everything!"

"Your destiny is in your hands. If you can pass my test, what if I save my life?"

When You Xizi and others came to the lake island, Zhang Daoran was not far away from them. He was originally taking Lao Lang and sitting quietly on the south hillside. He accidentally discovered that You Xizi's fate was very strange, so he switched the formation.

"It's a pity that dozens of people are full of ugly things, and only one person can practice Taoism."

After Yuxizi opened the formation, he touched the formation and fell into the illusion of thinking. Zhang Daoran was not sure what world did Yuxizi enter, but Yuxizi sat cross-legged, recited the scriptures, closed his eyes, and was not disturbed by the world of thinking.

As for those Taoist priests who followed him, they just followed You Xizi and suffered undescending disasters and were full of ugly things.

"If you are not pure in mind, you will not practice Taoism. Those people are just passing tourists in Taoism who are just scattered."

"You Xizi has a slight connection with the Three Pure Contemporaries of the Three Pure Contemporaries. I am too low to see clearly. I should have lived to be 123 years old, but I am plagued by illness and can only survive for half a year. Fate conflicts, and fate has a turning point of resurrection, which is obviously confirmed by me."

Zhang Daoran frowned. At the corner of the hillside, Zhang Daoran was originally communicating numerology and investigating the reasons. Zhang Yifang's arrival interrupted Zhang Daoran's calculations. You Xizi was able to live to 123 years old in his fate. Now he is plagued by illness again, and he is only alive for half a year.

"This is the first time that I can't see the fate clearly... The fate is in conflict and the fate is vague, it's really weird."

Under the divine power of the heavenly eyes, everything has nowhere to hide. Even if it is a natural disaster, it cannot be hidden from Zhang Daoran's eyes.

"The magic power of heavenly eyes is only the first level, but it still has limitations. I am visiting the sky and exploring the earth, and seeing through the misfortunes and blessings of the world at a glance. You Xizi is a great sage in the Taoist sect, who blocked the number of days?"

Legend has it that when the great sage came to the world, the fortune telling was not in the way of heaven, so it was impossible to calculate. You Xizi's fate Zhang Daoran could see, but could not see clearly. The only thing that could not be seen through was the slightest correlation between You Xizi and Zhang Daoran.

"I can't see clearly... Destiny changes, and my energy is as good as I want. When you come to Sanqing Temple again, I will try to take a look."

Finally, he looked at the huge body of the big carp in the water and exposed his head from time to time. Zhang Daoran clearly saw that the big carp's eyes had more aura than before. There was no such dullness as before.

Perhaps it was spiritual, and when Youxizi and the others arrived, the big carp hid. Youxizi and the others did not pay attention to the water. Zhang Daoran arrived at the pier and the big carp swam over. After playing for a while, the big carp left.

"There are eight more pills to open, I hope it will make you smarter."

Zhang Daoran turned around and reached the Taoist temple in a few steps.

Entering the kitchen, Zhang Yifang was washing vegetables. Zhang Daoran put down the goods and looked at a large bag of black plastic bags filled with bones: "What is this?"

It is obvious that these bones are left over by others, or the meat is removed, and the remaining large bones are left. Although the Taoist temple is not rich, it is not short of money. Zhang Daoran has a lot of savings, so there is no need to save it like this.

"This is for Laolang to eat..." Zhang Yifang didn't raise his head: "Doctors go down the mountain, and Mr. Li He drove his disciples to the town. By the way, the bones in his shop will be sent up the mountain from now on."

"This Li He knows how to invest. Just a bag of bones wants to get close to me?"

He left the kitchen with a black plastic bag. Lao Lang and Da Long were basking in the sun lazily in front of the Taoist temple door. Zhang Daoran took out a bone and threw it to Lao Lang. Lao Lang stood up, smelled it and opened his mouth to hold the bone in his mouth.

"Crack, Crack."

The bones were like eating candy in Laolang's mouth, and they bit them into pieces. Zhang Daoran took out the bones again and placed them in Laolang's basin. Laolang ran over and lowered his head and started eating bones.

"Shit..."

When the old wolf had something to eat, the dragon crawled to the old wolf. The dragon was still very afraid of the dragon, so he hurriedly ran aside with his bone in his mouth. The dragon's head reached into the basin, and finally raised his head and looked at Zhang Daoran with his head raised.

He picked the dried carp from the wall and threw it to the dragon.

"Sure enough, Mr. Li He helped me to contact the teacher indirectly through Mr. Li He. This is the same as my guess at the beginning. I wonder if the teacher would be angry because I accepted Mr. Li He's help?"

In the yard, Zhang Daoran was feeding the big dragon and old wolf, but he didn't seem to be angry. Zhang Daoran was not surprised when dealing with things, and on the surface he could not judge his heart by his expression.

Worried, Zhang Yifang started cooking.

"Legendary: Gods can fast and live long, and I don't know if I can have that state in this life..."

The life of Taoist temple is monotonous and boring, but Zhang Yifang has a sustenance in his heart - to achieve Taoism and immortality.
Chapter completed!