"I've seen two Taoist priests..."

The wandering singer clasped his fists with his hands and performed a standard Taoist etiquette.

The child named Xiaoyan's eyes fell on Zhang Yifang, and he obviously recognized that his father was singing, and the Taoist priest gave him fifty dollars and let him eat chicken legs. Then Xiaoyan looked at Zhang Daoran, imitated his father, clasped his fists, and performed an unstandard Taoist etiquette.

Zhang Daoran's face was full of smiles and his eyes flashed: "I have seen two lay Buddhists..."

"I've seen two lay Buddhists..."

The two Taoist priests and a wandering singer with children greeted each other outside the waiting hall, attracting many people to watch the station. However, the itinerary was rushing, and these people just took a look, but there were no onlookers.

"Thank you, Master Ji Yan."

The wandering singer was not sure to answer his son's question, but Zhang Daoran's arrival gave his son a hope and a hope.

Since ancient times, rumors are the most terrifying, and good words are the most listenable.

Zhang Daoran smiled indifferently: "What I say is the truth, not a perfunctory word. A layman has a fate with the Taoist sect, so he is naturally a fate with me."

The wandering singer burst into laughter, his eyes that were not covered by sunglasses showed a hint of melancholy. He touched Xiaoyan's head who had learned the same way, and turned around and walked away: "Master Taoist, let's leave first."

The moment he turned around, a trace of gloom flashed in the wandering singer's eyes.

The wandering singer turned around and left. Zhang Yifang thought that Zhang Daoran would leave too, but Zhang Daoran said calmly: "There is long-lasting love and hatred, and the Taoist sect has been three years. People have ideals and dreams come true, but people don't have ideals and will follow their own will. It's a pity, but the opportunity is in front of you, and I don't know how to grasp it."

Zhang Daoran turned around and left with Zhang Yifang, and was about to buy tickets. The wandering singer stopped, with a hint of sadness on his face, and a little struggled in his eyes. Xiaoyan was a little curious: "Dad, these two Taoist uncles are as mysterious as Taoist Master Qingwen. I didn't understand what he said."

Xiaoyan didn't understand, but the wandering singer could understand. He turned around and pulled Xiaoyan to catch up with Zhang Daoran: "Master Taoist, I was rude just now. May I ask Taoist Taoist, where is my chance?"

Zhang Yifang was a little surprised. He thought that Zhang Daoran was just talking about some feelings casually, but he didn't expect the wandering singer to turn around and come back. Looking at the wandering singer with a pious face, Zhang Yifang thought secretly: "I don't understand what it means, I have been a Taoist priest for three years in the Taoist sect for three years? Or will he be a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple for three years in the future? As for the opportunity... whoever the teacher gives you will have the opportunity."

However, Zhang Yifang's attention was not on Zhang Daoran or on the wandering singer, but on his child with a lively light.

"If you have the fate, you must enter by yourself. I am just an extraditioner."

Zhang Daoran said lightly, and did not directly answer the questions of the wandering singer.

"The Taoist priest said that I had to enter the Taoist sect to seize that glimmer of opportunity?" The wandering singer smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I was a Taoist priest for three years. Later, because my father died of illness, my mother was in poor health, and my son had grown up and needed to be raised, so I left the Taoist sect. At the beginning, Taoist priest Qingwen said that my chance was in the Taoist sect. Unfortunately, I not only for my chance, but now as a father, I also have to do for my son."

"The opportunity for lay people lies in the Taoist sect, and they are naturally destined to be with Taoist sect. It is just because love hurts the spirit, and the road ahead is difficult to tell, and there is nowhere to go, so they have to enter the Taoist sect. And the son of lay people is destined to be with Taoist sect, to be precise, destined to be with me." Zhang Daoran smiled slightly: "And the source of blessings of lay people is confirmed by the son of lay people."

"What the Taoist priest mean is that my son wants to be a Taoist priest?" The wandering singer's face changed and he was silent for a long time: "Can't it be resolved?"

"The layman has also been a Taoist priest, but he didn't expect to have some misunderstandings about the Taoist sect..." Zhang Daoran looked at the wandering singer deeply and shook his head: "I am the one who is the right way, you can eat meat, marry, and practice at home. Just focus on the Tao, you can naturally practice and achieve success. This is due to fate. If you have fate, you should be destined to be destined. Don't force it, just let it go."

"Zhengyidao..." The wandering singer's eyes were unstable. He was determined to make a career. His son was already at school and he traveled around the world. He was unstable. It was not a solution for his son to follow him. However, he wanted his son to be a Taoist priest, and the wandering singer was a little resistant.

Zhang Daoran turned around and left without any stop. The child was destined to be with him, and this trace of fate was constantly implicated, and he would enter the Sanqing Temple. The wandering singer was a little resistant, so Zhang Daoran naturally would not force it.

Seeing Zhang Daoran leave, the wandering singer also turned around and left. Seeing his son, he looked in the direction of Zhang Daoran leaving with yearning, and said in a tender voice: "Dad, I want to be a Taoist priest, can I?"

The wandering singer's heart sank: "Is this what the Taoist priest said to be destined?"

As soon as they met, their son wanted to be a Taoist priest.

"Xiaoyan, why do you want to be a Taoist priest?"

Xiaoyan said with some desire: "I heard from the Taoist brother that the Taoist priest said that the place where they practiced Taoism was surrounded by water, and a wolf was raised in the Taoist temple and a big python. Practicing Taoism can become very capable, and there are many delicious foods."

The wandering singer's face was gloomy. Xiaoyan yearned for being a Taoist priest, perhaps just for the sake of delicious food. He wandered around, hungry and full. Only when he encountered good luck, someone gave him a lot of money would he buy Xiaoyan a delicious meal.

"What great skills can you have to be a Taoist priest?"

The wandering singer has been a Taoist priest for three years. He has worked hard to practice the Taoist priests. In three years, he has read a lot of Taoist scriptures, but he has not learned the same skills. His past experience has made the wandering singer very clear: "Xiaoyan, the Taoist priest's ability is just in fantasy, but not in reality."

"But the Taoist brother just now said that his teacher is very capable, can save lives and can make people very powerful." Xiaoyan yearns for it very much: "The Taoist brother said that when I become a Taoist brother, my father lost a lot of concern so that he could follow the opportunity and achieve success."

Xiaoyan's face was confused: "Dad, if Xiaoyan follows you, you won't succeed, right?"

The wandering singer burst into tears and hugged Xiaoyan tightly: "No, Xiaoyan is my father's hope, how could he not succeed because of Xiaoyan's father?"

"Then dad, I'll be a Taoist priest..."

After all, Xiaoyan is young and doesn't understand what Zhang Yifang said at the beginning. In the past two years, he has followed his father around the world. Every time he has something delicious, his father doesn't eat it, and he leaves it to himself. In Xiaoyan's young mind, he wondered if he didn't have himself, would his father be able to eat something delicious?

......

In the waiting hall, Zhang Yifang asked curiously: "Teacher, that child is really destined to be with Sanqingguan?"

Zhang Daoran's expression remained motionless and said with a smile: "Fate cannot be stopped like a tide. The Three Pure Dao Temple has added a Taoist boy. On the other hand, when he returns to the Taoist temple, I warn the ancestors that he plans to accept you as his disciple."

On the one hand, Zhang was very happy. There was a big difference between the identities of disciples and Taoist children, and it can be said that they were incomparable. Taoist children were the ones who served people, and disciples were the ones who inherited the master's legacy. Only by becoming disciples can one have the opportunity to inherit Zhang Daoran's abilities.

"If you are destined, you are destined. They still come..."

Zhang Daoran said something, Zhang Yifang was stunned and followed Zhang Daoran's gaze to the front of the waiting hall. The wandering singer was walking towards here with Xiaoyan.

Zhang Daoran smiled and said, "Yifang, go buy another ticket."
Chapter completed!