"My fellow Taoists, the well water is endless. If you don't quench your thirst, there will be many more people in the Immortal Temple."

Zhang Daoran's voice was indifferent, which shocked everyone. His eyes were a little distracted, and in the end everyone was silent.

As the heads of a sect, they knew that well water was like holy water and had a strange effect, but they still couldn't pull the skin and asked for another bowl.

Zhang Daoran knew the result and smiled slightly: "Mr. Duoduo, let's bring water to your masters and uncles..."

Zhuoer Duoduo nodded with a smile, feeling a little funny, but he felt a little regretful for the heads of these Taoist sects: "Sometimes you are unlucky, this kind of well water is much better than the spring water of Sanqingguan..."

"Thank you fellow Taoist..."

The six people on the stone table had a bitter smile on their faces, but they still thanked Zhang Daoran and said in their hearts: "Fellow Daoist Zhang is ahead of his predecessor. We still want to drink water in our hearts. Fellow Daoist Zhang may have already understood our thoughts."

Long Yun lowered his head, his face was indifferent. But a bowl of water in his heart was filled with a slight roar: "Even if the land of Kunxu and the cave heavens do not contain such a rich and clear water... The spiritual gathering array has been simplified to such a level by Zhang Daoran. The formation was laid in the well, and the spiritual energy condensed but did not disperse?"

But Zhuoer Duoduo went to the kitchen, and Long Yun suddenly realized: "The well is not stagnant water, it is connected to the underground river, and it is impossible to lock the spiritual energy. Zhang Daoran set up a spirit gathering array in the water tank..."

Long Yun suddenly realized and was even more shocked: "Zhang Daoran, the cultivation of the formation path may have surpassed the poverty. Since ancient times, it has been difficult to simplify the spiritual gathering formation. Even a thousand years ago, the cultivation of the Taoist genius in Kunxu, the real person on Yunshang, and the cultivation of the formation path is earth-shaking, but he has not successfully miniaturized the formation..."

Long Yun had a hidden trace and concealed message talisman. Although it was damaged a little, it could still cover up his own information. Zhang Daoran could not peek into Long Yun's heart. Seeing that everyone was embarrassed, he smiled and said, "A bowl of well water relieves fatigue, the effect of the second bowl will be halved, and the effect of the third bowl will be very small. During the day, this kind of water will continue to be effective every four hours."

The well water contains spiritual energy, just like a pill. The first one has the best effect, while the second one is not as effective as the first one. The same is true for the well water containing spiritual energy. Zhang Daoran's face remained unchanged and continued, "If it is a spiritual vein that is connected to the Tao, there is no such restriction."

Ordinary people have almost very little demand for spiritual energy. For those who enter the Tao, the spiritual energy in this bowl of well water will be refined by just using the exercises to operate. The more you drink, the more spiritual energy you get, the more beneficial it is for the practitioners.

Jingshui was soon brought up again, but the heads of the sects did not pick up the bowl. They paid attention to the dough, but the disciples they brought did not care. The magic of Jingshui made them wish they could soak in this kind of water, drink one bowl after another, and drink it full.

The disciples of the Sanqing Temple, the practitioners of the Taoist temple in the middle of the Lake, were twitching. Lu Zhen and others were very grateful and felt a little grateful: "Zhang Zhenren taught the method of setting up the spirit gathering array a few days ago. Now there is such a magical well water in our Taoist temple..."

I don’t know how poor and hard it is. The disciples of the various sects of Huxin Island were guarding this magical well water for a few days, and then I didn’t feel much. When I saw the disciples of the Tianxia Dao Sect like this, I realized: “Only Huxin Island can have this magical well water.”

"The head of Taishan Yunxu Sect, Qingyun, led his disciples to congratulate the eldest disciple of Zhang Zhenren of Sanqingguan for his wedding..."

Just as the Taoist temple was immersed in the magical water of the well and was forgetful, outside the Taoist temple gate, a long-silent voice came again: "The elder of the Taishan Sect, Taoist Master Qingwen, came to congratulate Zhang Zhenren's eldest disciple on his wedding..."

"Shangqing Palace, Taiqing Palace, Lu City..."

A series of voices came, and dozens of people rushed into the Taoist temple gate. The Taoist sects in the world were divided into north and south, the north of China was Quanzhen, and the south of China was Zhengyi. At this time, the practitioners from all over the world gathered together, and many people met each other. After seeing Zhang Daoran, they chatted with each other. The originally quiet temple of seeing the immortals became lively in an instant.

Zhang Daoran knew very well that Longhu Songshan preached. Songshan had some desires and some resistance to Taoists. In the world, Buddhism is a family, and there were very few disputes. The Taoist sects have inheritance and beliefs from each other, and there were many contradictions between them. Especially, the contradictions were even more difficult to reconcile.

At this time, the factions of the world's Taoist Sect had been identified. The north is Quanzhen, which occupies the north of the yard. Zhengyi, the south is gathered on the south of the yard. They talk to each other and discuss, burst into laughter.

"I'm afraid that only very few people come here on the eighth day of the fifth lunar month. I'm afraid that I'll be here to listen to the sermon..." Zhang Daoran shook his head: "Today I'm here to congratulate Yi Fang on his wedding. I'm just showing my face and don't want to offend the Sanqing Temple..."

"It's a pity that I can't preach today, and their abacus has failed."

Zhang Daoran saw through what these people were thinking at first sight. Today, he came to Sanqing Temple. One thought that Zhang Daoran would preach because of this, and they would benefit a lot. At that time, Longhu Mountain preached, and they would go to Longhu Mountain again, so that they would not offend them.

Seeing the immortal temple was very lively, and the Taoist cultivation in the world gathered more and more. Three mountains, five mountains, five lakes and all the seas, many Taoist sects that Zhang Daoran had never heard of came to congratulate him. Zhang Daoran looked inexplicably, and looked at Zhang Yifang who was chatting and laughing calmly under the surrounding of many disciples of various Taoist sects, sighed: "Yifang got married, but because of a mistake in words, he gathered in the Taoist sect in the world."

Some time ago, Zhang Yifang went to Lizhuang Village to catch ghosts, and Li He learned about the wedding. This shrewd businessman posted on Weibo directly online and posted the news online, and stated: "What is the Taoist wedding like? I am looking forward to it..."

Zhang Daoran knew what Li He meant. In the past, Sanqing Temple preached, and the practitioners gathered, and Lizhuang Village made some money because of this. As the village chief, Li He spread the news and the practitioners came again, they would definitely make money.

Zhang Daoran refused to comment on this and was not very displeased.

Li He's business is getting bigger and bigger, surpassing the Sihu County dried fruit supplier at the time, and his partners are all over the country. There are more people paying attention and the more they forwarded it. In just a few days, the news of Zhang Yifang's wedding spread all over the world in this era of developed Internet, and the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism also received this news.

"This Li He has built so many hotels in the village, and this time it can be used..."

Li He is already the village chief and has a smart head. Because of the existence of the island in the middle of the lake, he has seen some business opportunities.

"Sun Zhenren, the head of the Longmen of Laoshan, brought Quanzhen's disciples to congratulate the grand wedding of Zhang Zhenren, the eldest disciple of Sanqingguan, on his grand wedding..."

"Shaolin Buddhism in Songshan, Master Xingming, came to congratulate the grand wedding of Zhang Zhenren, the eldest disciple of Sanqing Guan, on his grand wedding..."

You Yixiu's voice came. In an instant, when the Xianguan was noisy and chatting and laughing, he immediately calmed down. His eyes gathered on Zhang Daoran and felt incredible. He felt a bit violent. His heart was a bit violent: "Zhang Zhenren's name is still the world's hope after three years..."

"The Taoist sects of the world, the Taoist sects, and the Dragon and Tiger Laoshan are all here, and the Buddhist sects are also here to represent them. This is just the wedding of Zhenren Zhang's disciples. If it were Zhenren Zhang's wedding, I'm afraid there would be more cultivators in the world..."

In my heart, I saw that at the gate of the Immortal Temple, a group of more than a dozen practitioners and three monks walked into the Taoist temple one by one and the other. The roads of the Longmen in Laoshan entered the Taoist temple, and Sun Haidong was the first to congratulate him: "Zhang Zhenren's eldest disciple was very happy in his wedding, and the Laoshan sects came to congratulate Zhang Zhenren..."

"Zhang Zhenren's eldest disciple had a happy wedding. The Buddhist practice was clear and congratulated Zhang Zhenren on behalf of the Buddhist sect."

Laoshan Songshan, with neither humble nor arrogant attitude, but not rude. Zhang Daoran stood up and gave a slight salute: "My fellow Taoists, come to participate in the wedding of my bad disciples. I am not welcomed by you. Please sit down and rest..."
Chapter completed!