"This despicable villain..."

"Fortunately it's just the formation world, not the real world. Otherwise, fellow Taoist Huai'an would inevitably be harmed by Mu Ming, the leader of Dunjia Sect."

When Cheng Yiyan and You Yixiu came to the dock on the shore with a truck, they saw no less than hundreds of people gathering around the dock. When they heard the crowd, many angry words were said: "But it's a pity that fellow Taoists who have entered the world of formation do not mention anything they had witnessed in the world of formation. We can only imagine it out of thin air, but cannot witness it."

"Hehe..." A sneer came from the crowd: "If they don't say anything about everything witnessed by the Formation World, it is very likely that they can't say it. So, I'll just think about it, and no one will say it after asking. I'm just interested in the big fish that appeared in the Formation World, and the Formation World is very strange. It's obviously dead in the Formation World, but it's unscathed in the real world."

"This is the method of immortality, this is the method of immortality. Regarding the rumors about Zhang Zhenren, I originally had a skeptical attitude. I believe that the Taoist sect was deliberately elevating a fellow Taoist and suppressing Buddhism."

The human heart changes, everyone has their own thoughts, and the topic suddenly shifts to Taoist Master Mu Ming again. A Taoist priest is over 60 years old and said with a trembling face: "We practitioners should follow the way of heaven and understand the way of heaven. The heart of Tao is driven to do everything good. And what is the difference between this Dunjia Sect Master's despicable behavior and the devil's way?"

"Ding bee..."

The truck approached the dock, and the dock was blocked by the gathering of hundreds of Taoist priests. In the cab, the driver was surprised: "Master Yixiu, these Taoist priests came to listen to the sect? There are too many, I'm afraid that the entire Taoist sect monks in the world will gather here?"

In the passenger seat, Cheng Yiyan approached the door and window. You Yixiu sat in the middle, shook his head and said, "I don't know how many Taoists in the world gather here. It's meaningless to just count the number of people. Master Dao is the master of the world. The word "destiny" is a word for fate. Those who come will be destined to come with fate..."

The driver was a little confused. You Yixiu answered the question, but the driver didn't understand. He simply kept silent. However, he became very interested in the island in the middle of the lake and continued to ask: "It is said that there are living gods in the Sanqing Temple, but few people can climb the Sanqing Temple in the middle of the lake. Master Yixiu, we are all acquaintances. If I go to the island in the middle of the lake, can I guide me up?"

"If you have the fate, you can enter the Taoist sect, but if you have no fate, you will sigh. Now the master sets up a formation on the island in the middle of the lake for nearly a thousand meters. Only those who are destined can go up the mountain without being affected by the image of the formation. If a layman is destined to be with the Sanqing Temple and destined to be with the Taoist sect, I don't need to guide me, and the layman can go up the mountain."

The driver smiled bitterly and said to himself: "It's so hard to talk to these Taoists, and they speak very smoothly, making people not have a definite answer."

The truck stopped at the dock, and Cheng Yiyan got out of the car with a frown, feeling a little confused: "The master has withdrawn the formation, have these people gone to the vicinity of the lake center island?"

"What did the leader of Dunjia Sect, Fellow Dao Ming, do that has attracted so many colleagues, full of accusations and contempt?"

He got off the car with confusion, and instantly, the Taoist priest on the dock and on the shore saw Cheng Yiyan and quickly surrounded him: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, did he buy so many cushions?"

The truck is not small, and it is filled with a truck full of futons, no less than a thousand.

These futons are not a small expense. These Taoists also understand that these futons are probably for the purpose of preaching.

Sure enough, Cheng Yiyan smiled slightly: "Master is about to preach. You fellow Taoists are here from afar and you cannot let them sit on the ground. Therefore, Master made a special order to let my second brother go to many places a few days ago and customize enough cushions."

Everyone was moved. In the past, Quanzhen or Zhengshi preached, there were many people who either sat on the ground or stood far away. The island of Huxin spent so much money to let them have a seat to listen to the sermon.

Compared with Longhu Laoshan Mountain, Zhang Zhenren from the heart of the lake is more profound, but he pays more attention to preaching. No, he respects the listeners and gives him enough face.

"Fellow Taoists, please give me a gift, and the truck comes in and unload the futon from the truck."

You Yixiu got out of the car and said with a slightly clasped fist.

"Haha..." A middle-aged Taoist priest chuckled: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, Fellow Daoist You, these cushions were prepared for us and listeners. We are grateful for Zhenren Zhang's preaching. When we came here to listen to the sermons, there was no place to help the island in the heart of the lake. We were quick to help the two cushions, unload the cushions and load them onto the ship, and transported them back to Jianxian Temple..."

"In this way, I will have more fellow Taoists..."

You Yixiu did not refuse and bowed again. If these nearly a thousand cushions were transported back to the Xianxian Temple, it would take a lot of trouble. With the help of these fellow practitioners, the small fishing boats by the lake could easily transport the cushions back.

"It's just a little effort..."

A hint of joy appeared on the faces of the Taoist, which could help the Lake Island do things, and it was also an indirect move to get close to the Lake Island.

"So, I'll unload the truck first and load the cushion onto the boat. Anyway, the time for me to rent the boat just now hasn't come..." Hundreds of Taoist priests gathered around the truck with a huh.

The driver was a young man in his thirties. Seeing so many Taoist priests coming to help unload the truck, a hint of relaxation appeared on the driver's face, and he was a little embarrassed.

The driver is responsible for transporting goods, although there is no responsibility for unloading the truck. However, there is an additional income to unload the truck. However, it takes a lot of time to unload all the futons. The hundreds of Taoist priests helped each of them, and each one was unloaded with two futons.

"Thank you fellow Taoists, there is no need to help unload the truck..."

Cheng Yiyan stood aside without saying anything, and he also understood the intention of You Yixiu to agree to these Taoist priests to help unload the truck. Looking at You Yixiu, Cheng Yiyan sighed in his heart: "The second senior brother is a little pedantic, obviously he doesn't want me to show his Taoist skills."

Cheng Yiyan's voice was loud and he said refusal, and You Yixiu smiled bitterly. Hundreds of Taoist priests were also stunned. Looking at Cheng Yiyan's face full of confusion: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, we can help you, and you will be able to unload the car soon, so as to save a lot of trouble for fellow Taoists, brothers, right?"

"My friend, I am grateful to you. I originally wanted to transport these cushions back alone in the town. It was only because of some special reasons that the truck was sent here." Cheng Yiyan glanced around and put everyone's expressions into his eyes: "So many cushions, transported back to the Xian Temple by boat, will disturb Master, uncle, senior brother and sister, and meditation. Therefore, I will transport them back alone."

"Transport back alone?"

Nearly a thousand futons were transported back by one person? One person rowed more than twenty small boats. The weight of the futons was not heavy, and the weight of the thousands of futons was not light.

It is twenty or thirty miles away from Jianxian Temple here. It is not as simple as unloading a truck and transporting the cushions back to the Taoist temple.

Amid You Yixiu's bitter smile and in the incredible expressions of everyone, Cheng Yiyan nodded very simply: "Yes, I plan to transport it back alone."

"It's really like transporting back alone. With so many cushions, it's impossible for a person to carry so many boats and walk dozens of miles of water. If you transport them alone, I'm afraid that tomorrow morning, Zhenren Zhang will be able to transport all these cushions back." An old Taoist priest over 60 years old advised: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, let's wait for help."

Cheng Yiyan shook his head again, turned around and looked at the young driver and said, "Lapid Master, please do not spread the things that lay people see today."

The driver also frowned, and he kept so many Taoist priests and didn't help. The young Taoist priest wanted to transport the cushions back by himself. The driver also smiled bitterly in his heart: "Okay, I deserve to earn this unloading fee. The Taoist priest showed wisdom along the way. Why did he be stupid at this time?"

Although he didn't know what Cheng Yiyan was going to do next, the driver nodded: "I won't say it out, please rest assured Master Cheng."

Cheng Yiyan smiled slightly, and said nothing, and came to the truck. With a thought, the truck suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, the pier was quiet. The truck driver and hundreds of monks on the pier were stunned and looked at the empty truck incredibly: "Where is the futon?"

"Putuan, I have taken it away. Friends, it's not too early, and it's time for me to go back. I will see Master Immortal Temple to preach tomorrow. You don't have to worry, no formation will be blocked, and the person who comes is destined to be..."

When everyone came to their senses, Cheng Yiyan and You Yixiu had already boarded the boat.

"This is...is...a fairy method?"

On the shore, hundreds of people on the pier watched the boat leave, but they came back to their senses for a long time: "This is not magic, this is an immortal technique. They instantly collected thousands of cushions. Is this the legendary world in the sleeve?"

Shocked and shocked, the monk on the shore came back to his senses and looked at the vast lake: "Fellow Daoist Cheng already has such supernatural powers, then hasn't Zhang Zhenren become an immortal?"

Only by witnessing can one be eternal. Only by seeing it with one's own eyes can one believe it.

"I'm really looking forward to preaching tomorrow..."

The Taoists were full of expectations, but it was too late to dissipate.

The truck driver still didn't leave, his face flushed and excited: "Do I, should I come here once tomorrow?"

The driver finally understood what Cheng Yiyan told him: "If this matter is spread, it will inevitably cause a sensation..."

Cheng Yiyan didn't think about the emotions of people on the shore. And You Yixiu's face turned solemn: "Junior brother, when you return to the mountain, the master may... the master has told you not to show the Dharma in front of others, and you..."

When a young man succeeds, he will definitely be arrogant. You Yixiu feels helpless. His third junior brother is still young and he is a little impulsive in doing things.

Cheng Yiyan looked at the old dragon who was coming from a distance indifferently and smiled slightly: "Second Brother, you still don't understand the master. The master is low-key, but he also hopes that through this preaching, he will establish his position in the Taoist sect. To put it bluntly, the master is indifferent..."
Chapter completed!