Seeing that the Immortal Temple became more and more lively, those who listened to the Tao were afraid of missing out on the Tao. In addition, the waterway was far away, so they would rather come early than be late.

When Mr. Chu entered the Xianguan Temple, he saw that the dense futons in the Xianguan courtyard were filled with half of the listeners. Sitting on the futon, some Taoist priests gathered together to have breakfast, while some held bowls or teacups to drink water.

Mr. Chu followed You Yixiu into the Taoist temple and felt strange when he saw this scene. You Yixiu explained: "The island in the middle of the lake is twenty or thirty miles away from the east and west banks, not to mention the north and south, and it is even more distant. The master's preaching time is set at 10 o'clock in the morning, so these fellow Taoists, in order to hurry up, would prepare the next day's breakfast the night before, and listen to the sermons here when they get up early."

Chu Lao Zhang looked strange and thought to himself: "What is the difference between preaching and chanting scriptures? They are so obsessed with being late and wasting so many twists and turns. It's just because of Zhenren Zhang, the name of a god?"

Mr. Chu followed You Yixiu and introduced him to Master Hengkong and others. Mr. Chu had never been involved in practicing Taoism. When Master Youyixiu left, Master Hengkong and others discussed Taoism with each other. Mr. Chu was confused and his head was covered in confusion.

I simply stopped listening to them verify the Tao with each other, and looked around with my eyes.

Men, women, young and old, a small number of people in the yard wore Taoist robes and traditional dresses. Most people wore casual clothes, some were wearing suits and ties, some were wearing Tang suits, and some were wearing sportswear.

"It seems that women are still in a minority of practice..."

More and more people were listening to the sermons in the yard, but Mr. Chu found that the futon that was about to be filled at this time was less than a hundred people in Kundao.

"Does women have higher requirements for practicing Taoism? So, isn't it because my Xiaomeng is so qualified that Zhenren Zhang accepted her as his disciple?"

Mr. Chu was proud of his granddaughter. His granddaughter was very smart and he had achieved success in his studies. Mr. Chu was confident that his granddaughter was no worse than others. Children from poor families started their own family early, and his granddaughter was still very sensible.

"Brother Chu, have a drink of water..."

Kundao from Qingzhai Daoan held a kettle in one hand and a bowl in the other: "The water here is the same as Sanqingguan, and both have incredible effects."

This Kundao, because Mr. Chu's granddaughter was about to become Zhang Daoran's disciple, took care of him with his intention. Mr. Chu's face turned red. Early in the morning, before breakfast was still there, he had already drunk two bowls of water in the kitchen.

I was a little overdose at first, but I didn’t eat much when I was having breakfast. Now I’m talking empty-handed and I really want to find something to eat.

As for this bowl of water...

When helping in the kitchen, You Yixiu had already said that the first bowl of the water from Sanqing Temple or other Taoist temples in the middle of the lake is the most obvious effect, the second bowl is halved, and the third bowl has no effect.

The key is that I only drink water now and feel uncomfortable in my stomach...

"Thank you, Master..."

Mr. Chu held a full bowl of water in both hands and watched Kundao leave, feeling a little stunned. It was neither right to drink nor not to drink.

"If you commit sins, don't be greedy in the future..."

Mr. Chu had no choice but to drink a bowl of water, and soon felt a little anxious. He hurried to find the toilet and walked around the crowd.

"Zhang Zhenren preached yesterday, and I felt that I had gained a lot. I heard the sermon clearly at that time, but I would slowly forget it later. Yesterday, Zhang Zhenren preached, and a set of boxing techniques appeared in my mind, which is the Tai Chi, a fitness boxing technique that is popular in the secular world. At first, I didn't take it seriously. I went back to practice it several times and felt comfortable all over. Look at me, is it much better than yesterday?"

An old Taoist priest shows off to another old Taoist priest.

Four or five old Taoist priests were shocked: "Yesterday, I also obtained the method of practicing Tai Chi, and the mantras and routines were deeply imprinted into my mind..."

Everyone was surprised: "Is this set of boxing skills specially taught by Zhenren Zhang?"

His ears moved, and many people around him were talking about this matter: "It seems that it is true. Zhang Zhenren's Taoism is mysterious and has great supernatural powers. It is indeed well-known. One person passes the Dharma, and thousands of people achieve the Tao..."

Everyone was discussing, and suddenly an old Taoist priest laughed and said, "The fellow Taoists from Longhu Mountain are here, and the fellow Taoists from Quanzhen are here, let's go and ask them what benefits they got when they heard the Taoist yesterday..."

Everyone rushed towards the door, and Mr. Chu became more and more surprised as he heard it. It was just because of the internal urgency and didn't think much about it. Finally found the toilet and rushed in directly.

When Mr. Chu walked out of the toilet, the cushions in the yard were already full of people in a short time. Mr. Chu looked left and right and found no empty space. He looked at the sermon platform, where four people had already sat on it.

As for the disciples of the Sanqing Temple, they sat on the closest place to the preaching platform.

“Where should I sit?”

Everyone in the yard sat down, but only Mr. Chu was still standing, which naturally attracted a lot of attention. Mr. Chu was shocked and at a loss.

"This father-in-law is the grandfather of a fellow Taoist who Zhenren Zhang is about to be accepted as a disciple. I am so envious. It is a blessing in my life that I have been practicing for many years..."

Fortunately, some people recognized Mr. Chu and found Mr. Chu's embarrassment. They began to introduce Mr. Chu to their colleagues around. The Taoist priest's words were full of envy and expressed without any concealment.

"Zhang Zhenren, have you taken another disciple?"

He looked at Mr. Chu with envious eyes, and Mr. Chu felt a burst of pride inexplicably. He held his head up and his chest was raised, and the embarrassment on his face disappeared.

"This father-in-law, sit here. Wait for a while, and Zhenren Zhang will come to preach in a while..."

A little Taoist priest stood up and gave his cushion to Mr. Chu.

"This little guy, since fellow Taoist Tongxuan became a disciple, this little guy wanted to become a famous teacher again. No need to think about it, this little guy has paid attention to this boss. It's just a pity that Zhang Zhenren has great magical powers and who is qualified to be a disciple. I'm afraid this little guy will be disappointed in the end..."

Everyone was talking, and Mr. Chu became more and more proud. Just as he was about to sit down, Zhang Yifang in front stood up and walked over with a cushion: "It's my fault. My junior sister's grandfather, naturally, I have to sit in front. Mr. Chu, please follow me..."

Zhang Yifang led Mr. Chu to the front and walked to the front. He put down the cushion. Zhang Yifang didn't know where he came from, and he made a cushion like a magic trick: "Sit next to me..."

As soon as he sat down, an old Taoist suddenly stood up and said, "Please invite Zhenren Zhang to preach..."

"Crash..."

Thousands of people were in a consistent manner, as if they had agreed, they stood up in unison, bowed with fists and said, "Please ask Zhenren Zhang to preach..."
Chapter completed!