"Yes, Master!"

Zhang Yifang looked solemn and headed straight to the south slope. The master had never had such strict requirements on the stones he needed for painting talismans. This was the first time that the size of the stones was so strict. Master Hengkong was definitely not injured, and it was absolutely difficult to treat!

Seeing Zhang Yifang leave, Zhang Daoran came to the old peach tree, looked at the old peach tree full of peach trees, and sighed: "Old peach tree, old peach tree, I know that you have been spiritual, so I borrowed one of your trunks for you. Ninety-nine eighty-one fruits are destined to be three less..."

“Wow…”

The branches and leaves of the old peach tree were shaking without wind, as if they were agreeing to Zhang Daoran's request.

"This is saving a life. It takes more than a hundred years of peach trees to make it. Old peach trees, you are living in Taoist temples, I should have protected you. Now I want to destroy your cultivation. I will wait for you to transform in the future. I will accept you as my disciples as a reward..."

Zhang Daoran sighed and reached out to break a tree trunk.

“Wow…”

The old peach tree shook again and then returned to calm.

Zhang Daoran was silent, grabbed one end of the branch with one hand, and stroked the branch with the other hand, and a peach wood sword formed. What’s strange is that three peaches happened to connect to the branches, at the tip of the peach wood sword, and one at the center of the hilt and the end of the hilt.

Zhang Daoran then returned to the room with the peach wood sword, the door was closed and the window was closed tightly.

It was not until this time that Cheng Yiyan in the yard looked solemn and pulled the shocked Huo Siyan under the old peach tree: "Old peach tree, old peach tree, you have been killed by the teacher in exchange for the teacher to get the door wall. I envy you."

“Wow…”

The branches and leaves of the old peach tree trembled, and then returned to calm, and seemed very excited.

"So amazing!"

Huo Siyan woke up from shock and needed a stone talisman to draw talismans. The old peach tree was spiritual, and one branch stretched out and turned into a peach wood sword... Now Huo Siyan saw the magic of Taoist Master Sanqing Temple, with a hint of yearning and a deep horror in her eyes.

If you don’t have to go to the hospital for injury, you can treat it by doing it. What is the ghosts and gods mentioned by Zhang Daoran, all of which made Huo Siyan feel the magic of this world.

"Will it be like on TV? Please ask God to make a living?"

Huo Siyan was a little yearning in her heart: "It's really magical to practice Taoism! I didn't expect that Cheng Yiyan's master was a Taoist priest..."

Cheng Yiyan talked to Lao Taoshu, and finally smiled and said, "No matter what I say this year, I will come to the Taoist temple to eat a few peaches. In the past two years, the peaches have been eaten by the elder and second brothers..."

"Cheng Yiyan, why do your senior brother call your teacher the master, but you call your teacher?"

Huo Siyan was very curious about this. In Huo Siyan's opinion, the word "master" is more intimate.

Cheng Yiyan was a little sad and smiled bitterly, "I am a teacher boy, and I can only call me a teacher. There is a difference between introductory disciples who can call me a master. Not only that, before I became a formal disciple of the teacher, even if I started early, I would call me a senior brother who later became a teacher..."

"Huhuhu..." At this time, a girl in sportswear approached the Taoist temple and saw Cheng Yiyan and Huo Siyan under the old peach tree. She quickly saluted: "I have seen two fellow Taoists, my master and Uncle Zhang?"

"This is the disciple of Master Hengkong, Senior Sister Zhuoer... I am Cheng Yiyan, the boy under the seat of Zhenren Zhang..." Cheng Yiyan returned a bow, while Huo Siyan stood still and didn't know what to do. Cheng Yiyan smiled and said, "The teacher brought Master Hengkong into the room. The teacher is preparing to open an oath to cast spells to treat Master Hengkong. Senior Sister don't have to worry, sit down and rest, I will go to bring water to my senior sister..."

As he said that, Cheng Yiyan turned around and left, and then paused slightly: "I have experienced in the world. This is my classmate Huo Siyan, not a disciple of the Three Qingguan."

Zhuoer Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Daoran's ability was clear. Although he was still worried about Hengkong's injury, he was no longer so anxious. This was the first time he came to Sanqing Temple, Zhuoer Duoduo looked at him curiously.

Cheng Yiyan came over with a bowl of water and placed it on the stone table: "Senior sister, please drink water..."

Zhuoer Duoduo heard his master talk about the magic of the water of the Sanqing Temple more than once, and he didn't hesitate to pick it up and drink it all. There was a hint of intoxication on his face. Zhuoer Duoduo was already spiritual after all, and the magical feeling of drinking the spring water flashed away: "The master did not lie to me..."

At this time, a figure flashed, and Zhang Yifang walked closer to the Taoist temple with a few stones in his arms. Zhang Daoran's voice came from the room: "Send it to my room..."

Zhang Yifang took the stone to Zhang Daoran's room, and then walked out after a while. Seeing Zhuoer under the old peach tree, Duoduo looked solemn: "This is Junior Sister Zhuoer, a disciple under Master Hengkong... I have seen Zhang Yifang, a eldest disciple under Zhang Zhenren, in Sanqingguan."

Zhuoer Duoduo quickly stood up and returned the greeting: "I have met the eldest brother... The master said that Yin-Yang Gate and Sanqing Temple are not different from each other, and Sanqing Temple is also my Yin-Yang Gate Senior Brother..."

"By the way, senior brother, you were holding the stone just now..."

Zhuoer Duoduo was a little curious, his voice was full of doubt.

"The master needs to open an altar to cast spells. These stones are used to carve talismans." Zhang Yifang walked to the old peach tree and looked at Zhuoer Duoduo with a serious expression: "The master said that Master Hengkong was injured by ghosts and gods, and I don't know where it is?"

Zhuoer Duoduo's face changed, and then shook his head: "I am now in Shengsheng Province and only travel with my master during holidays. Five days ago, the master called me and said that he was injured and told me the address, I went to search. I found the master three days later in a remote forest. At that time, the master was already dying. The master said that he should not take him to the hospital. The hospital could not help him heal his wounds, so he asked me to take him back to Sanqing Temple. The master said that if Uncle Zhang had not woken up yet, he would have fallen asleep. Then the master kept closing his eyes to heal his wounds and had no time to speak. He went to Qisheng and the master was already in a coma... I don't know what the master was injured."

Zhang Yifang Cheng's face was solemn, Zhang Yifang was slightly silent, and then looked at Zhang Daoran's room: "Master Hengkong's cultivation level is already very high. If you can hurt Master Hengkong, then the opponent's strength will definitely be stronger!"

Before Zhang Daoran was injured, his cultivation level was only higher than Hengkong. Now that Zhang Daoran has re-educated my Tao, he may be higher than Hengkong in realm, but in terms of cultivation, he is no longer as good as Hengkong, which condenses the two souls of man and earth.

"The master said that miracles are hard to find now, and the divine traces are not revealed. I don't know why ghosts and gods appear?" Zhang Yifang's face became more and more serious: "It seems that only the master knows all this in his heart, and Master Hengkong understands the best..."

It took a certain amount of time to carve the talismans, and Zhang Yifang and others could only wait patiently. At noon, You Yixiu went up the mountain. Everyone had seen each other and was in a bad mood. Cheng Yiyan only brought Huo Siyan and Zhuoer. Duoduo, familiar with the Great Dragon and Old Wolf, and after getting familiar with the Double Eagle, Zhuoer. Duoduo was not in the mood to see these spiritual objects. Huo Siyan wanted to touch the Big Dragon and Old Wolf and the Double Eagle, but Cheng Yiyan was silent and could only give up.

It was afternoon when Zhang Daoran walked out of the room with the talisman drawn by yellow paper.

"One side, go to the temple to hold nine oil lamps..."

The talisman paper in Zhang Daoran's hand was spontaneously ignited without fire, falling from nine different directions, and then ordered Cheng Yiyan and You Yixiu: "Dig nine deep pits of nine inches and nine inches inches in the land where the talisman paper fell, and buried the spirit stone talisman..."

Zhang Daoran himself sat cross-legged in the center of the falling talisman paper, and placed his peach wood sword flat on his legs.

Zhuoer Duoduo's face became more and more serious. The more complicated the casting of the spells at the beginning of the hall, the stricter the requirements, the more powerful it is, and the more difficult it is. The more serious his master is injured!

"Don't worry, Hengkong is my friend, I will wake him up..."

It seemed that he knew Zhuoer Duoduo was worried, and Zhang Daoran's voice came, which made people feel at ease.
Chapter completed!