"Fellow Daoist, you can always tell me this time how I thought of dealing with the God of Riyou."

After nearly a month of rest, Hengkong was able to walk. Many fractures were broken, most of them had healed. After leaving Shanhaiguan and crossing the Yellow River, the two of them were not in a hurry to rush, and they discussed the Taoist method while walking.

Speaking of Taoism, Hengkong remembered the Taoist technique and formations that Zhang Daoran had used to deal with the Riyou God. He felt that Zhang Daoran had something to hide, and he felt deeply moved. Since ancient times, the master has been given a disciple and has been retained. Hengkong and Zhang Daoran are good friends, and having something to hide is also a secret of the master.

After looking at Hengkong, Zhang Daoran's face was solemn: "There has been a kind of distant in the heart of fellow Taoists, it's not that I won't tell the fellow Taoists in advance." Zhang Daoran's thoughts were erratic and silent: "The way to deal with the Riyou God comes from the Riyou God himself."

"The God of Day Trip itself?"

Hengkong lowered his head and murmured, as if he had some enlightenment.

"Fellow Taoist has already understood that I took several clones of the Riyou God and learned from the several clones of the Riyou God, and the weaknesses of the Riyou God themselves. Those two formations are understood by the information I got from the Riyou God's clones."

A smile appeared on Zhang Daoran's face: "Fellow Daoist's unintentional mistakes have put Riyou Shen at extreme precautions, so I have the opportunity to set up a formation in a short time. And the last two proverbs really complement the formation and are indispensable."

"The "Shangqing Fubao Record" that I have given to fellow Taoists contains thousands of Taoist magical powers. If the fellow Taoists can understand the true meaning, Taoist magic will naturally be formed in their hearts." Zhang Daoran stopped slightly, looked at a Taoist temple in the distance, and two familiar figures frowned and said, "Only by understanding the Taoist magic can you change in your own way. After all, it is difficult to understand the profound meaning of others."

Hengkong nodded, Hengkong naturally understood the meaning of this sentence. Following Zhang Daoran's gaze, two familiar figures entered a Taoist temple: "You Fang's junior nephew, Lu Zhen's junior nephew?"

Zhang Daoran's brows stretched, and a smile appeared on his face: "Although these two evil deeds are out of good intentions and maintaining the dignity of the master, they forgot that the fighting between practitioners is already unbalanced. The Taoist law is proclaimed without saying it, and the magic is revealed without saying it. The two evil deeds think they are smart, but in fact someone secretly plots..."

"The master of this Taoist temple is originally an ordinary Taoist practitioner. I passed by several times and entered the Taoist temple to linger, but I didn't find anything special." Hengkong's face was strange: "There are only two masters and apprentices in the Taoist temple, and there is no one else besides that. I think I can't read it wrong, and the spiritual veins of these two masters and apprentices have not yet opened..."

Hengkong's face looked a little respectful: "The master of Tao Dian Temple, Yu Jizi, a fellow Taoist, is a master of Taoism, and is a sutra of both Buddhism and Taoism. He can often give me some feelings."

A ray of light flashed across Zhang Daoran's eyes: "Why don't you look at it yourself? Dao Dian Temple is probably occupied by someone..."

"Taking the magpie's nest?"

A cold light flashed in Hengkong's eyes: "Fellow Taoist, not to mention that fellow Taoist Yu Jizi has a close relationship with me. One of his nephews and Lu Zhen have now entered the Dao Dian Temple. If you fight with them, I cannot sit idly by and watch."

Nodded, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong swayed and arrived outside the Daodianguan Gate.

Daodian Temple covers not much area, only a few rooms and a small courtyard. The vermilion gate has been painted and has traces of time left by wind and rain. Standing in front of the Taoist Temple, you can see everything in the yard. Some flowers and plants are planted in the yard and a sycamore tree.

Under the sycamore tree, Zhang Yifang and Lu Zhen turned their backs to the Taoist temple gate. An old Taoist, who was over 60 years old, smiled while twisting his beard and watching a young Taoist priest draw talismans. In the distance, an old Taoist priest over 70 years old and a Taoist priest in his thirties looked helpless when he saw all this.

Hengkong was about to step into Daodianguan, but Zhang Daoran reached out to stop him and shook his head.

Hengkong was slightly stunned, a little puzzled. Zhang Daoran smiled slightly and still shook his head.

Zhang Daoran did not want to enter the Taoist temple. Hengkong thought that Zhang Daoran would appear in the Taoist temple if Zhang Daoran's disciples were concerned.

"Does fellow Taoist want to sharpen his junior nephew?" Hengkong thought so.

Standing outside the Taoist temple, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong did not speak. After a silence in the Taoist temple, the young Taoist priest who painted the talisman closed his pen and stood up: "This talisman, called the illusion heart talisman, can change as much as he wants."

As he said that, he placed the talisman in his hand and blew it gently. The talisman floated into the air, and a burst of white smoke flashed by, and the talisman disappeared, and a lark was chirping around the young Taoist priest.

Master Yu Jizi in the Taoist temple sighed, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and thought to himself: "Only only when Zhenren Zhang or fellow Taoist Hengkong arrives can this method be resolved."

The old Taoist priest who was over 60 years old put down his palms and smiled while twisting his beards, and his smile remained unchanged: "The Qingshan Taoist Technique has made progress again."

The young Taoist priest named Qingshan, with a faint smile on his face. He turned around and bowed slightly: "I have just some insights recently, so it is better to teach the master."

Zhang Yifang frowned and grinned, stopping Lu Zhen who was about to speak, and raised his hand: "It's just a fool. If fellow Taoist skills are more advanced, I may not be able to do anything, now..."

Qingshan chuckled and said nothing. The old Taoist priest who was over 60 years old had a smile on his face. Everyone knew that this kind of Taoist technique was a trick, and it was called by Zhang Yifang, and both of them didn't care.

"It is not an exaggeration to say that this Taoist method is a Taoist method. It is just a combination of Qimen Dunjia and Taoist method. If you want to crack this method, you can not only understand Taoist method."

The old Taoist priest, who is over 60 years old, had a proud look on his face: "It's a pity that the Qimen Dunjia is divided into two, and the Qimen where the senior brother is located has been lost, and the Dunjia Sect where the old Taoist is located is still inherited. If you want to crack this method, perhaps your master Zhang Zhenren can..."

"Master Mu Ming wants to open a sect here again and separate the temple. I and others naturally have no right to interfere with the Taoist priest. Since Min Province in the south, I have been promoting the Dunjia Sect wherever I go. But the Taoist priest promotes the Dunjia Sect and belittles the name of his master. He has no complaints in the past and no hatred in the near future. The Taoist priest needs to apologize like my Sanqing Temple and explain to the people of the world." Looking at the larks singing around the green mountains, Zhang Yifang smiled and said, "This is a little Tao, why not break it?"

He stretched out his hands and formed a talisman seal. Zhang Yifang took a deep breath and pushed it gently. The talisman seal was like lightning. Although the lark was flying, its speed was not fast. In an instant, the talisman seal wrapped the lark. A burst of blue smoke floated by, and the lark disappeared, leaving behind the floating ashes and falling.

Qingshan glanced at the master who was still calm and calm, and then he felt relieved: "Fellow Taoist Taoism is indeed amazing. I have underestimated fellow Taoist Taoism. Then, let's take a look at the fellow Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist...."

"Master Mu Ming, fellow Taoist Qingshan, you and I have fought three times today. The first two times have won and lost each other. Now, the method of fellow Taoist has been solved. Next, if the fellow Taoist cannot be solved, I need to go to my Sanqing Temple to apologize and explain it clearly to the Taoist Sect in the world..." Zhang Yifang's face was calm, and he looked at the master and disciple who had slightly changed face and suddenly laughed: "The Qimen Dunjia two gates are closer to Taoist techniques, while Dunjia focuses on magical mechanisms and formations. Therefore, I plan to set up a round. If the two fellow Taoists can walk out of the formations set by me, I will admit defeat..."

"Formation?"

Master Mu Ming looked at each other, and a hint of ease appeared in Taoist Mu Ming's eyes: "Fellow Taoist, please set up the formation..."

Qingshan was also full of joy. The Qimen Dunjia technique, the most proud thing about Dunjia Sect is the formation. Zhang Yifang set up the formation, which is nothing more than Yin and Yang and Five Elements, and the stars in the sky, can be easily broken.

"It is not advisable to set up formations in the Taoist temple. Senior Sister Dao is here to wait with fellow Taoists. I go to the Taoist temple to set up formations outside the Taoist temple."

With a clasped his fists, Zhang Yi walked out of the Taoist temple. The moment he turned around, there was a hint of playfulness on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, let's go... Yifang is so sloppy, this pair of masters and disciples suffers." In Hengkong's puzzled eyes, Zhang Daoran's figure shook and disappeared directly. Looking at Zhang Yifang who was about to walk out of the Taoist temple, Hengkong understood that Zhang Daoran didn't want Zhang Yifang to know that they had been here, and his figure shook and disappeared.

But there were some doubts in the two gates of Qimen Dunjia, and they were filled with their hearts: "Has Qimen Dunjia been born?"
Chapter completed!