Zhang Daoran had a way to deal with the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, and Taoist Master Hengkong and others were relieved. Although this method was suspected of avoiding it, there was no better way at this time. If the Huxin Island was a few years ago, when Zhang Daoran was not in a coma, it might have been comparable to the reputation of Longhu Songshan. But at this time...

He talks about his words, and I talk about my words. It’s simple to say. If no one comes to listen to the words, it is a joke in the hearts of all the Taoists in the world.

"In terms of reputation, Fellow Daoist Zhang has not operated it in recent years, so there has not been much left." Hengkong felt a little regretful. A few years ago, the reputation of the Three Qing Temples, the Dragon and Tiger Songshan, was not as high as that of the Lake Island. In just over three years, the Lake Island has forgotten people's sight.

His face changed, and Taoist Master Fengchen sighed even more: "The kindness can be destroyed at any time, and family affection will be worn with time. When thinking changes, people's minds change. If there are dragons and dragons in Songshan, there will be a sermon on the dragons and dragons in the world, it will inevitably attract the attention of monks all over the world."

Everyone's faces changed again, and Taoist Master Hengkong had a bitter smile on his face. As the initiator of this preaching of the Huxin Island, Zhang Daoran came to demolish the platform at this time, which was obviously a kind of suppression, and he must have felt very uncomfortable. At this time, no matter how much emotion he felt in his heart, he should not show it at this time.

Taoist Master Feng Chen was stunned, and then he suddenly realized: "Fellow Taoist..."

Zhang Daoran's expression was calm and there was no fluctuation. After looking at Master Fengchen, Zhang Daoran smiled softly: "The pursuit of Taoists is nothing more than the Taoist Dharma of immortality. You can practice and see hope. Therefore, where the sermons are useful will inevitably attract Taoists more..."

"I am very confident in this regard. The effect of preaching in the lake island will inevitably become the only one..." Zhang Daoran stood up proudly and looked into the distance. The Taoist scriptures exchanged in the "Huangting Sutra" and written by the saints in person are comparable to those of the era of declining Taoism on earth?

"And, someone will come to listen to the sermon..." Zhang Daoran's face was inexplicable. Dragon and tiger cannot represent the Taoist cultivation in the world, unless there are senior experts in Quanzhen who are born: "So, now, fellow Taoists, let's have a meal first."

Zhang Daoran's indifference made everyone feel relieved. Thinking of the magical way Zhang Daoran preached, he had never heard of it or recorded it in the world of Taoism for thousands of years. If Longhu Songshan had such preaching effect, how could he not promote it?

The fragrance in the kitchen became more and more intense, but everyone was silent.

At this time, the dragon crawled into the Taoist temple, and its huge body attracted everyone's attention. As soon as the dragon crawled into the Taoist temple, the old wolf jumped up excitedly, and a light flashed in his eyes. At this time, the old wolf forgot Zhang Daoran's past warning and did not allow people to show their magical powers of Taoism in front of them.

On the ground, several vines suddenly drilled out of the hard stone ground, like flexible ropes, instantly trapping the dragon.

"Shit..."

The body was trapped by the vines, and the dragon screamed anxiously.

Everyone's eyes widened and looked at the scene in front of them incredibly: "Is this the Taoist method used by Lao Lang?"

A beast, an old wolf who has not activated his wisdom and has not become a demon cultivator, actually understands Taoism? Moreover, he is very skillful in using Taoism and traps the dragon?

Zhang Daoran just glanced at the excited old wolf and the struggling big dragon, and said, "My fellow Taoists don't have to pay attention. In the same way, Lao Lang has made rapid progress, but the big dragon has failed to preach several times because of his timidity..."

During this period, the dragon did not go up the mountain at all and stayed in the water to accompany the old carp. Zhang Daoran also wanted to see this result at this time. The dragon was not stimulated and was not brave enough, so Zhang Daoran still could not preach.

The elders of the Master Hengkong and several masters withdrew their gaze, with a look of surprise in their eyes. Kun Dao of Qingzhai Daoan leaned over with great interest.

"Fellow Taoist has great powers, and I shouldn't have the worries I just now..."

As the saying goes, letting stubborn stones become enlightened and animals ascend to immortality is a method of immortality. Zhang Daoran asked Lao Lang to practice and practice Taoism, which is not much different from that of immortality. Zhang Daoran has such means, how could he be worried about the preaching of Longhu Songshan?

There was a hint of relaxation on their faces. At this time, their sect stadium was standing on the island of Lake Heart, and they had already shared honors and disgraces with Lake Heart Heart, so they were more worried.

"The practitioners should have a normal mind, without waves in ancient wells, and are not shocked." Zhang Daoran sat on the stone pier, looking at Zhang Yifang and others who were walking over with food, and smiled and said, "I will not fight with the world, so as not to fall into the inferior. If I do nothing but do not fight, I will fight for it. If I use ghosts and monsters, this is already an imbalance in the heart of Tao. In this state of mind, how could I be afraid of him?"

Everyone's faces were thinking, and Taoist Master Lu Jing was impressed: "I have practiced Taoism for decades, but I have not been able to understand the truth. My fellow Taoist's words suddenly became clear."

Longhu Songshan, after Zhang Daoran posted the preaching information, he immediately sent an invitation letter. This was obviously deliberate. The Taoist heart was unbalanced, and even if he had cultivation, it was difficult to go further.

A smile appeared on Taoist Master Hengkong's face: "It is because of my lack of confidence that leads to inexplicable concerns. From today on, my lake island only talks about fate, and those who come will come, and those who don't come will not be fate."

Everyone laughed, and the second generation disciples in the Taoist temple also breathed a sigh of relief.

When the food came, the elders of the master sect were still at the stone table, and the second generation of disciples were squeezing together at an Eight Immortals table. In front of the Taoist temple, Lao Lang was excitedly experimenting with his Taoist Dharma. The dragon was reluctant to die and kept struggling to escape.

The sea fish made by Meng Xi is not very delicious, but it is also very delicious.

After a meal, it was already midnight, and midnight was about to come. Taoist Master Hengkong was about to say goodbye and leave to practice. Taoist Master Hengkong's mobile phone was shaken. Taoist Master Hengkong took out his mobile phone and the message was from WeChat. After reading the WeChat message, Taoist Master Hengkong's face changed several times.

Everyone was curious, and Taoist Master Hengkong handed his phone to Zhang Daoran: "Fellow Taoist, Duoduo just sent a message. Some time ago, the legend of giant python turning into dragons in Kunlun Mountains was Shiqiu. Duoduo just got this information on the Internet and sent it to me... I observed the picture, and the giant python in the picture is the old dragon."

"Old Dragon?"

Although everyone in the Huxin Island did not experience the fact that Lao Long destroyed the Sanqing Temple's Gate and left, he heard more than once about Lao Long's information. He knew that Lao Long had rebelled against the Heavenly Way and implicated the Sanqing Temple, and Lao Long was most affected by the Heavenly Way.

In recent years, Lao Long has not had any information. Unexpectedly, when Lao Long's information was received again, it had spread on the Internet.

Zhang Daoran looked at the picture, then handed the phone to Hengkong, sighed, and remained silent.

There are not many pictures, only a few pictures, and the old dragon was covered in scars due to lightning strike. However, the photographers only took a few pictures, but the old dragon disappeared strangely.

"Fellow Taoist..." Hengkong's eyes were filled with worry. Once in Kunlun, Master Hengkong took the old dragon to turn back to the Three-clear View with Zhang Daoran. For Old Dragon, Master Hengkong had a complex emotion in his heart: "After all, Old Dragon is still the Three-clear View Dharma Protector, I don't know whether he is life or death now?"

Everyone circulated their mobile phones. After everyone saw the mobile phone information, the mobile phone was sent back to Heng Kong's hand.

In the entire Taoist temple courtyard, the eyes of more than a dozen people were all on the silent Zhang Daoran.

"Old Dragon is the guardian beast of the Three Qingshen Dharma. Its identity and status are almost the same as that of Nu Dao." Zhang Daoran was silent for a long time before speaking: "When Lao Long left, Nu Dao had already predicted that Lao Long would definitely become his opponent..."

Everyone's faces changed, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes. After all, Lao Long was the guardian beast of the Three Pure Contemporary Dharma. Even if he left, he would not be Zhang Daoran's opponent. What did Lao Long experience after he left?

“Fellow Taoist…”

Taoist Master Hengkong smiled bitterly: "Fellow Taoist means, Lao Long is still alive now?"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "Some time ago, I felt a throbbing in my heart, and I could never see through the reason. Just now, I just learned that the guardian beast of the Sanqing Temple had been subdued some time ago, and its involvement with the Sanqing Temple had been interrupted..."

"Are you conquered?"

Everyone was shocked. Lao Long's strength was undoubtedly stronger than Taoist Master Fengchen. Such strength, coupled with his huge body, was actually subdued? Then this person's strength would be almost the same as Taoist Zhang Daoranheng Kong!

Zhang Daoran nodded again: "I only got this message. In addition, I was hidden by someone using a secret method. I can't know who it is." Zhang Daoran raised his head, and his calm face was filled with a hint of emotional fluctuations of encountering his opponent: "But I felt the familiar breath, just like the breath of the dragon descending in the Buddhist invitation letter..."
Chapter completed!