"What is the spiritual vein?"

Except for a few people, the other listeners heard the word "spiritual vein" for the first time. Just as they were about to ask, Zhang Daoran had already sat cross-legged and began to preach. The listeners could only put this question in their hearts and sat cross-legged to prepare to listen to the sermon.

This is the last day of the preaching of the Three Pure Contemporaries on the Nine Days. The next time I can be lucky enough to hear it, I don’t know what year or month it is.

"The Taoist method is mysterious, and the exercise method is wonderful. The human body is heaven and earth, implying the sun, moon and stars. The spiritual energy enters the human body and is refined into the meridians. One part can be two, and the soul of the dantian. Reversing the spiritual energy into Hongming, the spiritual vein can be opened by itself if it is unexpectedly..."

The Taoist Dharma is not as magical as before, which is like traveling around the world and witnessing the difference between immortals and mortals. On the contrary, every sentence of Zhang Daoran is very meaningful, but the listeners are confused.

"What's wrong? Zhang Zhenren preached today, why is there no such magical thing as before?"

Those who have this idea are not alone, and all listeners are confused.

"Why......"

In the corner, Hengkong sighed and said in his heart: "Compared to the previous preaching of fellow Taoist Zhang, he fell into a magical artistic conception and witnessed the changes of heaven and earth, this preaching is the key point... The previous explanation was the Taoist sutra, and this preaching directly teaches the method of cultivation, explains how to practice, how to open spiritual veins..."

His eyes glanced at all the listeners, except for a few spiritual veins, the rest of the Tao, closed their eyes but were irritable.

This is Zhang Daoran's own insight, his own cultivation experience, and his initial practice of practicing. The realm of Henghun is already deep, and it is useless to listen to it. If these practitioners can understand, their qualifications can be improved and their wisdom can be increased. When the opportunity comes, they can also open up the spiritual veins.

"This is the authentic Taoist practice method, this is a great opportunity. It's almost impossible to be enlightened and forcefully help you open your spiritual veins..."

Hengkong also knew that the spiritual veins could be opened, regardless of whether they were born or acquired. However, the reaction of these practitioners, Hengkong shook his head: "It is difficult to practice the law without the spiritual veins, and it is difficult to practice the state without the existence of the state. These people are destined to be unable to communicate with the spiritual veins."

"The horoscope is dark, and the magical powers are born. Holding the Yuan and guarding oneself, the exercises can be achieved. Sitting in the morning light, and stopping in the sunrise. Three quarters of a minute at midnight, the exercises can be performed..."

Zhang Daoran's eyes were half open, paying attention to everyone's condition. He shook his head secretly and sighed in his heart: "I have given you the greatest opportunity to explain the martial arts to you, but you cannot understand them."

Except for a few spiritual psychics who had already started to use the exercises according to Zhang Daoran's explanation, the rest of the Tao were full of anxiety.

The number of words in the exercises is not large, only a few hundred words. In just ten minutes, Zhang Daoran finished his explanation and sighed: "Oh..."

The Taoist dysfunction was unclear, and he was still closing his eyes and trying to listen to the follow-up. After waiting for a few minutes, the Taoist dysfunction did not hear any sounds continue. Outside the Taoist temple, there was a voice with regret and emotion: "Eternal life is unattainable, and practice is tortuous and twists and turns. The martial arts cannot be understood, and only the rest of my life is wasted..."

The sound gradually faded away, slowly fading away. The Taoists were confused, and they opened their eyes, and Zhang Daoran had long disappeared on the high platform of preaching. He felt lost in his heart, and the Taoists felt uncomfortable.

There seemed to be a voice that kept sighing in my heart: "Jiu Ri preached, the greatest opportunity has been lost..."

"My fellow Taoists..." Zhang Yifang stood up and said, "The Nine Days of Preaching is over today. Master Dao is out for traveling, and the date of return is uncertain. Starting today, the Sanqing Temple will close the mountain. As for the next preaching, Master said that the opportunity is determined..."

The roads began to go down the mountain, and Taoist Master Fengchen and others stayed: "Fellow Taoist, what did you say to fellow Taoist before Zhenren Zhang left?"

"Master said that fellow Taoists have already opened their spirits and can leave the sect altar here to preach at any time."

This is the best answer. Taoist Master Fengchen had no idea of ​​moving here, but now he is already moved. He just thought that building a Taoist temple would cost a lot, and sighed: "I say goodbye..."

Taoist Master Fengchen is not a rich man. He requires a lot of money to build a Taoist temple, which is more expensive than a simple building.

"I and others are going to say goodbye too..."

Taoist Master Lu Jing also thought in his mind whether it is feasible to build a new Taoist temple altar.

......

At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Daoran explained to Lao Li, but he didn't know if he could understand it. He jumped onto the boat and drove the boat to the east coast with Hengkong.

Both of them are cultivators, with great power and great Taoism. Before the various paths were down the mountain, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong had already reached the east coast. They got on the shore and headed straight to the county town without stopping for a moment.

At the foot of the island mountain in the middle of the lake, Sun Donghai looked solemn: "Zhang Zhenren began to expand his sect. With Zhang Zhenren's ability, it will probably not take long before the Taoist sect in the world will be able to return to the heart, and its influence will spread throughout the Taoist sect. I don't know whether it is good or bad for Quanzhen Tao..."

"You can't be enemies or friends. The Quanzhen Taoist of Daoist Sun can now surpass the Three Pure Contemporary View in terms of influence. However, I predict that it won't take long to make the Taoist Sect in the world, because of the Buddhist Taoist Conference."

Huang Zhiping got on the boat and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, and Quanzhen Taoism, it is time to let go of the thousand-year long wishes and thousand-year obsessions, and make some real contributions to the Taoist sect."

Sun Donghai stood at the Huxin Island Pier for a long time, finally sighed, boarded the boat, and said softly: "I hope that the senior brother of the sect, the entire Quanzhen Dao, can think clearly..."

At this time, at the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Sect Hall, Zhang Daoyi answered a call and his face became solemn.

"Tianshi, is the preaching of the Three Pure Contemporary Temple over?"

Zhang Daozhen's tone was a little lonely: "Maybe I am not firm in my heart, and I went to Sanqing Temple to destroy Zhang Daoran's reputation. Zhang Daoran's broad mind and did not take revenge. The Sanqing Temple's reputation is now overwhelming in the Taoist Sect, and even Quanzhen Taoist, Tianshi, suppression is not feasible, and ghosts and monsters are not available. If you cannot be enemies, you will be friends. It is also time for the Taoist Sect to integrate. It is not Zhengyi Tao, not Quanzhen Taoist, but Sanqing Temple..."

"Maybe it is time for me to go to the Sanqing Temple and personally send an invitation letter for Zhang Daoran. The Buddha Conference needs him..."

A smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Dao's face: "I am determined to Guangdao Sect. Now that I think about it, my supernatural powers are unrealized and my skills have not been achieved. I am just an ordinary practitioner..."

......

In a quiet temple in Buddhism, Xingming was outside a Zen temple with his hands folded and his body bent slightly, as if he was waiting for something.

"Have you met the Taoist master?"

A floating voice came from the Zen room: "Did this time I went to discuss the Tao and influenced the Buddha's heart?"

"My master, my disciple's heart is unstable. The Taoist master is young, and the Taoist Dharma is mysterious, and the Taoist artistic conception is frequent. The disciple falls into the Taoist artistic conception, and the Buddha in his heart is broken..." Xingming said with a look of ashamed and hesitation: "It is not a blessing for the Buddhism to have such a Taoist master..."

"Is this the purpose of you waiting here for eight days and meeting the old monk?"

A misty voice came: "It is difficult to condense the relics, and the old monk is afraid that they will turn into dead bones."

"Master!"

Xingming was shocked. Master Zu was the only remaining monk in Buddhism and had a profound Buddhist teachings. If he passed away, it would be a blow to Buddhism. In addition, there would be a master in Taoism, and the situation in Buddhism might be even more difficult.

"You are like this when you are enlightened." The misty voice continued to come: "The inheritance of faith needs to keep pace with the times. In the past, Buddhism needed to rely on imperial power and wanted to become a national religion. In today's society, freedom of belief is not suppressed. It is time for Buddhism to change its old thinking. Now it is not to prove which one is better or worse in Taoism, but to pass on it...you go..."

When you are surprised by your enlightenment, you will feel as if you have some enlightenment.

Times are different, and the old rules are not suitable for the development of the current era.

Just as he was about to say something, the voice in the Zen room continued to come: "One person suppresses all dharmas, it is not easy for the Taoist masters to be powerful. In September, the old monk hopes to see this Taoist master. He can also feel at ease to see the Buddha and let go of all impurities."

"One person suppresses all dharmas?"

Isn't this the same? Apart from the master and uncle, the only one in Buddhism is still acceptable. In front of Zhang Daoran, he is like a three-year-old child. Once he listened to the Tao, the Buddha in his heart broke and almost lost himself.

Looking at the Zen Room, Xingming's eyes were a little worried: "Don't worry, Master Zhang Daoran and Zhenren Zhang will definitely come..."

"If there is a Buddha in your heart, there will be Buddha everywhere. If there is no Buddha in your heart, you will see that there is no Buddha..."

Xingming, who had just turned around and left, suddenly became stunned and a smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!