In a daze, more than ten days passed.

The construction team repaired the Taoist temple. It looked much better than the dilapidated ones in the past. All doors and windows were replaced with new ones and inlaid with glass. The steps up the mountain were also completed. The steps that were originally one foot wide are now about one meter, and the height of the steps is almost the same. Some steep parts are no longer so steep.

The construction team is now building a dock, and the dock is not big. According to Zhang Daoran's requirements, it is enough to park some yachts and boats. If a large dock is built, the only beach area of ​​thirty or forty square meters in the middle of the lake will be destroyed.

"There are a few days left to return to quiet here..."

In the past ten days, the mountain was filled with the roar of machinery and the shouts of people. After breaking the tranquility of the past, Zhang Daoran felt a little uncomfortable. In the past ten days, Sanqingguan had powered on, and these workers worked overtime and were often busy until eight or nine o'clock in the evening. The next morning, just dawn, they would get up and start construction.

Zhang Daoran walked towards Nanshan Po and smiled bitterly: "I can't practice with peace of mind..."

To the west of the lake island is a cliff, and to the north is too steep. In the past ten days, the south of the island has become Zhang Daoran's only choice. He practices there or draws talismans, and only when he is eating will he return to the Taoist temple.

"Master, go to Nanshan..."

Fang Tong also got up, and asked calmly with two dark circles on his eyes. These days, construction work is noisy every day, and it is noisy until very late. The next morning, the construction started very early, and Fang Tong has not had a good rest these days...

Looking at Zhang Daoran who was energetic, Fang Tong was a little envious.

Nodded, Zhang Daoran did not answer, and disappeared in front of the Taoist temple in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Fang Tong became energetic and trotted into the house, took out a high-definition camera, hurriedly put on his clothes, and ran towards Nanshan.

"I hope you can get something today..."

Since that time, after receiving a video of Zhang Daoran's non-human performance from a worker, he was questioned by his friends and fans, Fang Tong made up his mind to record a video of Zhang Daoran's non-human performance by himself.

This is also the reason why Fang Tong chose to live in the Taoist temple.

But for the past ten days, Zhang Daoran has been meditating and practicing every morning or night, but also drawing runes that seem to him, like ghost talismans. In the middle of the night, he often dug out some runes on the top of the mountain and buried them back... These recordings, even if they are placed online, will be regarded as liars.

"I hope the Taoist priest will practice light skills and float on the water and practice the magical power of Broke Mountain with one palm..."

This is Fang Tong's expectation. Fang Tong doesn't know whether Zhang Daoran has these magical powers. However, Fang Tong firmly believes that a Taoist priest who can shine with his eyes is powerless?

When they arrived in Nanshan and hid behind the pine trees, Fang Tong began to set up a camera, narrowed the focal length, and did not dare to get close.

Zhang Daoran seemed to have no idea, sat cross-legged on a huge rock, and began to practice inevitably every day.

Until the sun rose, Zhang Daoran slowly stopped his work. He slowly tried a set of boxing techniques, then took out pieces of stones, dipped them in cinnabar and started drawing talismans. After finishing the first rune, he started to draw the second one, and until the ninth one, before he finished drawing, he still felt a drop of sweat on his forehead...

"Today, we have made progress and can draw the ninth rune... In a few days, all eighty-type runes can be drawn."

These runes are obviously runes that arrange the mystery array. In the past ten days, through Zhang Daoran's unremitting efforts, it was finally no longer the beginning. A rune was exhausted as soon as it was drawn. Now it can be completed in one go, drawing eight runes in a row, and the ninth picture is only one-third.

And yesterday, the ninth rune could only draw one stroke...

Sit cross-legged and continue practicing.

In the past ten days, because the energy in the dantian is often consumed completely, there will always be some progress in cultivation. Now, the energy ball, which was originally the size of a bean, is now the size of a pigeon egg.

This is the obvious progress.

"Don't mess around, what if there are people here?"

Time passed, and Zhang Daoran had been practicing and recovering his strength for three or four hours. At noon, he had just woken up and heard a charming and angry voice among the lotus flowers.

"Who are there?" Another man couldn't wait to hear his voice: "We have all crossed provinces, and there will definitely be no one on this small island. Let's finish the business and go back..."

"Wild mandarin duck?"

Zhang Daoran's heart moved and did not make a sound. Instead, he circulated the energy in his body and slowly returned to his dantian.

"Brother Xiaoqiao, if you say that if we do this, will my family agree to let us be together?"

The woman's voice was delicate and she was a little reluctant: "Do you know that my three brothers, if they know this, can't spare you..."

"Hehe..." The man smiled: "Let's get on the bus first and then make up the tickets, and cook a rice cooker. Then you are pregnant with my child, and my three brothers can't beat me to death..."

"Not necessarily. My three brothers, I may really beat you to death..."

"Then, Nana, don't you want to follow me?"

"We've all come here. Brother Xiaoqiao, you know my heart. Although you have no parents, you are a good person, filial grandma, and you have to carry a family by yourself. My friends all say that if it weren't for your parents, you would be willing to marry you..."

"Oh..." The man sighed: "Nana, let me forget it, I can't harm you."

"No..." Nana stopped her directly, "I have come to this point, how can I retreat? Brother Xiaoqiao, I know that I didn't have enough money for hospitalization three months ago, and that 20,000 yuan was what you secretly put on my hospital bed."

"Did you know everything?"

Brother Xiaoqiao's voice was full of surprise: "I can't see you sick, so don't go to treat you. Your three brothers, and your parents, are obviously rich but they are unwilling to help you with treatment..."

Nana said sadly: "At that time, was it because my second brother got married and needed a bride price?"

"So, this time your parents asked me for a 100,000 yuan betrothal gift, just to ask your third brother to give someone else a bride price..." Xiaoqiao said angrily: "They are selling their daughters..."

"My father said that raising a daughter is for sale." Nana's voice was filled with sadness: "Brother Xiaoqiao, you don't know, I'm not their biological child..."

"Nana, come with me... Take my grandma with you, let's fly away. Even if I can get a 100,000 yuan gift, I can't give it to them..." Xiaoqiao began to set off a boat: "You go back now..."

"Brother Xiaoqiao, you can't leave. Let's go quietly now. When I have a big belly, they have to marry, and if they don't marry, they have to marry... I don't want to stay in that house for a day..."

Nana's voice was full of resentment, and she began to take off her clothes quickly: "Brother Xiaoqiao, please ask me..."

“…”

The boat was swaying, and the swaying lotus leaves rustled. Zhang Daoran was sitting on the huge rock and could see clearly.

"cough......"

Seeing the upcoming performance of the erotic palace picture, Zhang Daoran couldn't help but cough: "The place where the Taoist sect is cultivated, two donors should go to another place..."
Chapter completed!