The young Taoist priest went from far to near, and his steps were floating, walking on the steps, just like walking on the flat ground casually.

Director Zhu and Director Fang were comparing the information about Zhang Daoran that he had obtained to determine whether this young Taoist priest was Zhang Daoran. The young Taoist priest had already arrived at a place with more than a dozen steps away from them.

"Is Taoist priest Zhang Zhenren? I am Zhu Kexu, director of the earthquake resistance department of the Earthquake Bureau." Zhu Kexu pointed to Director Fang and introduced: "This is Fang Yunsheng, director of the Religious Council and Taoist department."

"Wengu is a great disaster, we come and invite Zhenren Zhang to Wengu to preside over the Dharma Assembly of Sacrifice."

Knowing that Zhang Daoran is very young, the two directors didn’t know whether this young Taoist priest was Zhang Daoran. Zhu Kexu just bowed slightly, which was considered to have seen him. Fang Yunsheng held his fists with his hands, which was standard Taoist etiquette.

Zhang Yifang, who was standing on the steps, was not surprised. First of all, he didn't know what these two positions were for, and secondly, he seemed to know what happened to them. With a calm face, he bowed slightly and said, "I have seen two lay Buddhists under the seat of Zhang Zhenren, the disciple of Zhang Sanqingguan.

"Not Zhang Daoran?"

The two directors frowned, as if they expected this result, but were beyond expectations.

"Is there any news about this Taoist priest?"

The news they received was that after the earthquake, Zhang Daoran appeared on the ruins. However, the two Buddhist and Taoist sects were searching in the Wengu area, but Zhang Daoran was not found. However, less than a hundred miles away from the ruins of Wengu County, the Buddhist sect met Zhang Daoran's second disciple You Yixiu and Hengkong. When they learned that Zhang Daoran had already taken a step forward and returned to the Sanqing Temple when they left.

It's only a few hours now, Zhang Daoran cannot return here. The purpose of coming here is to wait for Zhang Daoran to return.

The solemn attitude of the two directors made Brother Yuan on the dock feel even more dissatisfied, and he thought to himself: "It turns out that it is not right for people. When these two people meet the Taoist priest of Sanqing Temple, their attitude immediately becomes soft."

Brother Yuan was very curious about what kind of characters existed in Sanqing Temple.

"Is the Wengu earthquake a big earthquake?"

Brother Yuan doesn’t care about current affairs and politics, and he will naturally not know if he has time. But now, Brother Yuan is even more curious about the Three Qingshou Views.

"The master of the family returned to the Sanqing Temple an hour ago..."

Zhang Yifang did not hide it and continued, "The master said that this earthquake, the master's mind was damaged, and he would not see anyone now. The master of the two lay Buddhists had already known the intention of the two lay Buddhists. The master said that after the earthquake, the master had saved the dead souls. If the rescue was over, there would be other Dharma Assembly. The master said that there would be fellow Taoists from Buddhism and Taoism to host, and the master would not participate. If the two lay Buddhists had nothing else, please go back..."

"The master said that the earthquake has occurred, and the leak of the secrets of the Sanqingguan is not to spread rumors. I hope the two directors can play a role and let the relevant departments withdraw the wanted order..."

Zhang Yifang turned around and the two directors Zhu Fang had a shock on their faces. Knowing that Zhang Yifang was halfway up the mountain, the two of them woke up: "In a few hours, I returned to Sihu County, Qi Province from Wengu, even if the train was not so fast..."

"A prophet of the unknown, we know the purpose of our coming without meeting..."

Zhu Kexu also heard rumors before the earthquake. Zhu Kexu, who works in Shu, laughed at it at the beginning. The first time he encountered someone who could predict an earthquake a few days in advance. This time he came to the island in the middle of the lake, Zhu Kexu once again knew what a master was.

Fang Yunsheng sighed: "Maybe Zhenren Zhang knew we were here when he returned from Wengu..."

Fang Yunsheng's guess was good. When he was in Wengu, Zhang Daoran already knew that the relevant departments had come to Huxin Island. He also knew that their purpose of coming to Huxin Island this time. After all, Zhang Yifang was not well-informed. If one of them was not well handled, he would not only suffer from his reputation, but also cause trouble.

Zhang Yifang went up the mountain, and Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged under the old peach tree, observing the Taoist scriptures. The old wolf lay beside him, and the big dragon was coiled into a snake formation and stayed beside Zhang Daoran. Zhang Yifang went up the mountain, looked at the empty Sanqing Temple, and said a little lonely: "Master, Junior Brother Yiyan was picked up by his mother a few days ago and has not come back yet. Mr. Cheng Wuhui came here once and left with a look of ugly expression..."

Cheng Yiyan left, Zhang Daoran knew it and said without raising his head: "Yifang, practice hard, Yiyan will come back..."

Zhang Yifang remained silent. He used to wander on the streets without a playmate and did not feel family affection. Although Zhang Daoran, the master, was very concerned about himself, he could not play with him. The life of Sanqing Temple was boring. Before, Cheng Yiyan was in Sanqing Temple, and the two could still play and practice together.

Cheng Yiyan left, and the Taoist temple was left with You Yixiu, a junior brother who was not interested in talking, and a master Hengkong, who probably wouldn't have the joy he had before.

"If you practice Taoism, you must be able to endure loneliness and seek opportunities in loneliness. Leaving a word and going to the world to experience it is not a kind of experience of your Taoist heart."

Zhang Daoran put down the Taoist scriptures and looked at Zhang Yifang. Cheng Yiyan had become accustomed to the Taoist temples for these days. Now he left and returned to the boring life of Taoism again, and was a little repulsive.

This kind of psychology needs to be changed. Only when Cheng Yiyan leaves can Zhang Yifang get rid of this dependence on his playmates and concentrate on practicing Taoism.

"Master, is there any trouble with this catastrophe?"

Zhang Yifang could see that Zhang Daoran returned to the Taoist temple with a very solemn expression. Leaving Master Hengkong and Junior Brother Yixiu came back alone. There was no urgent matter. With his master's personality, he would definitely return very late.

"trouble?"

Zhang Daoran shook his head, picked up the Taoist scriptures and continued to read.

The spiritual energy mass in the dantian is more pure than before, with some small progress. However, in the sea of ​​consciousness, the human soul and earth soul are dim, and the heart of Taoism is cracked. This is the punishment that has been leaked this time, and the punishment has already appeared before it has arrived.

Witnessing life and death, hundreds of thousands of people were buried, Zhang Daoran's heart trembled. He was even a little scared at the beginning. In front of the power of heaven and earth, Zhang Daoran felt that he was so small.

"With witnessing and practicing once, and this time there is a crack in the heart of Taoism, isn't it an opportunity to see through the world?"

As his strength increased, Zhang Daoran discovered that the stronger the cultivator's strength, the more restrained it seemed. His supernatural powers were inferior to the number of days, which made Zhang Daoran feel powerless.

"In the laws of heaven, look for opportunities in balance?" Zhang Daoran sighed in his heart: "This may be my Dao. The biggest gain in this great disaster."

The realm has not improved, cracks appear in the heart of Tao, the human soul and earth soul are depressed, but they have found the direction of practicing Taoism.

"Master, you won't attend this sacrificial meeting?"

Zhang Yifang was very curious. Rescuing the undead is an opportunity to obtain merit. If you have merit, you will have less obstacles to practicing. Zhang Yifang didn’t understand why the master refused the invitation.

Zhang Daoran smiled slightly: "There is no need to participate in the Dharma Assembly of Sacrifice."

After the earthquake, Zhang Daoran had already recited the Taoist scriptures and saved the dead souls. The Yin soldiers used the Tao and the gate of the underworld opened. Zhang Daoran could already confirm that the existence of the underworld had determined the existence of the gods.

Perhaps there will be wounded people who have no time to rescue in the future, and they will die in the ruins and need to be liberated. Zhang Daoran does not want to show up again: "The reputation has spread during this great catastrophe of Sanqing Temple. There is no need to compete with the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism for unnecessary titles."

Zhang Yifang seemed to understand: "Will there be a Buddhist and Taoist conference?"

"Yes..." Zhang Daoran looked at the sky: "Wengu will be held after everything is over."

Wengu is a great disaster. As a practitioner, he may be criticized for presiding over the Buddhist and Taoist meeting. Moreover, the two doors of Buddhism and Taoist teachings are in Wengu. The rescue work will not end, and the Dharma of Sacrifice will not end, and the Buddhist and Taoist meeting will not be held.

......

Reciting the Taoist scriptures, making up for the cracks in the Taoist heart, and training Zhang Yifang to practice. In the midst of dullness, seven or eight days passed.

At midnight that day, Zhang Daoran was practicing. His body shook and opened his eyes. A trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He looked up in horror: "The Sanqingguan has the chaos of the secrets of heaven, the fate is blurred, and the punishment for revealing the secrets of heaven, is it here?"
Chapter completed!