Qingzhai Daoan, after dinner, the sky had just become a little dark.

After finishing the Kundao in Qingzhai Daoan, I started practicing Tai Chi. Tai Chi is somewhat different from the Five Elements and Baguazhang. The Five Elements and Baguazhang practice is the best at midnight. Tai Chi itself cannot absorb spiritual energy, just like refining essence into qi, using its own essence to cultivate and strengthen its own internal energy.

The Five Elements and Eight Gua Zhang needs to absorb spiritual energy and enter the body, retain a trace of it, and refine it into the dantian.

Seven or eight Kundao, wearing Taoist robes, were in a consistent manner, and practiced Tai Chi together, which was very pleasing to the eye. Zhang Daoran had preached before, teaching the essentials, precautions, and the number of formulas of practicing Tai Chi. Kundao in Qingzhai Daoan practiced Tai Chi, soft and hard, and soft in hard, and the movements were like flowing water.

"good......"

These Kun Dao movement standards, each move, swirls the air flow, forming small vortexes: "Although you have not achieved great success, it is almost the same. After practicing hard, you can enter the realm of great success in three months and practice the Five Elements and Bagua Zhang."

Practicing the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Palm has some high requirements for the body. Without a certain foundation, practicing the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Palm Palm is difficult to withstand the impact of spiritual energy entering the body. Tai Chi practices to the state of great success, forming an internal energy in the body, rushing into the meridians, opening up the closed-ended operation route. The body is a little strengthened, and the meridians are also nourished to withstand the spiritual energy impact brought by the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Palm Palm Palm Palm.

Hearing Zhang Daoran’s praise, Taoist Lu Jing, who followed him into Qingzhai Dao Temple, was filled with relief.

Zhang Daoran created the method of entering the Tao, first Tai Chi, then the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. Although he didn’t know if there were any other boxing and palm techniques after the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams that could practice the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, which was also considered an improvement in the realm of cultivation.

Master Qing Lingzi, who has already started practicing the Five Elements and Baguazhang, knows that the body's load and spiritual impact when practicing the Five Elements and Baguazhang are under cultivation.

After watching for a while, Zhang Daoran's eyes fell on Meng Xi, who was sitting cross-legged and observing the Taoist scriptures. A hint of strangeness appeared on his face. This posture of observing the Taoist scriptures with pure heart seemed to be somewhat similar to himself.

Raising his footsteps, Zhang Daoran came to Meng Xi. Meng Xi's palm shook and did not get up. Zhang Daoran clearly felt that Meng Xi was a little nervous at this time. He put away the scriptures, Meng Xi had already gotten up when Zhang Daoran came to her.

Meng Xi's calm face was a little nervous, and Zhang Daoran frowned: "Oh, my nephew practices the way of heaven and reads the book of the way of heaven, why should I be nervous?"

Just as Meng Xi put away the scriptures, Zhang Daoran saw that the name of the scriptures was originally the scriptures of Heavenly Dao. Meng Xi might have persuaded herself before that she would be so nervous if she had a difference in practicing the ruthless Tao.

Meng Xi looked at Zhang Daoran with his eyes, looked at Zhang Daoran, then withdrew his gaze and looked elsewhere. There was a hint of stubbornness on his calm face: "The real person doesn't know that there are too few books passed down from Qingzhai Daoran, most of which are the merger of Buddhism and Taoism, and there are only a very few Taoist classics."

"Mengxi..."

As soon as Meng Xi spoke, Master Lu Jing's face changed. Everyone thought that Master Lu Jing was disrespectful to the ancestor because of Meng Xi's words. Master Lu Jing's face looked extremely ugly: "You should call Uncle Master..."

At Qingzhai Dao Temple, Luozong Altar and Huxin Island belong to the same sect as Sanqing Temple. As the sect leader and the elder of the master, Meng Xi should have called him "The Uncle Master". Only outsiders call him "The True Man" to show respect.

The second-generation disciple of Huxin Island, who is called Zhang Daoran, is disrespectful.

Meng Xi was scolded, her face turned pale, and her expression became even more stubborn. Her eyes, which were dodging, were bold enough to look at everyone, and refused to take a step back.

The Taoists also nodded, which was considered to be acknowledging Taoist Master Lu Jing's words. The Taoist sect is already strict and the seniority should not be chaotic. Meng Xi called Zhenren Zhang Daoran, which was disrespectful.

"Forget it..." Zhang Daoran shook his head: "You are not worthy of calling Master Uncle, I am not worthy of calling Master. I am not worthy of calling Master. I am not worthy of calling Master. I am not worthy of calling Master. I am not within the same sect. Whether it is calling Master or calling fellow Taoist, why should people who practice Taoism care about so many things?"

It is impossible to make a crack in the relationship between Master Lu Jing’s master and apprentice because of this title, and destroy their master and apprentice relationship. After this breakthrough, Zhang Daoran was open-minded. Although the title was unhappy, he did not take it seriously.

Meng Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and a stiff smile appeared on her face. Master Lu Jing also breathed a sigh of relief. The main purpose of Zhang Daoran's visit this time was to teach scriptures and give him opportunities. If he offended Zhang Daoran, Zhang Daoran would throw his sleeves and leave, it would inevitably be a loss.

"As the second generation of disciples, the elders of the master should respect it. They belong to the same sect, and the elders of the master are the same as the master. Mengxi, do you have a knot to call fellow Taoist Zhang the uncle?"

Taoist Master Qing Lingzi seemed to be questioning, but in fact he was making an excuse for Meng Xi in terms of title.

Zhang Daoran understood in his heart, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Fellow Daoist Qing Lingzi, let's go through this matter. Perhaps it was because my uncle, my master, did not do well, so that I would not call him uncle."

Zhang Daoran's words, Master Lu Jing and Master Qing Lingzi were shocked. Seeing that Zhang Daoran was just helpless, they were also helpless. Zhang Daoran continued, "Maybe one day, Master Meng Xi's nephew will let go of his grudges in his heart before he will change his title."

Meng Xi's fate became increasingly obscure. Zhang Daoran's mind had some speculations when he first saw Meng Xi.

Zhang Daoran walked to the stone pier and sat down, closed his eyes, and stopped talking. Everyone was confused and could only accompany him.

After the second generation of Tai Chi practitioners finished practicing Tai Chi, Zhang Daoran suddenly opened his eyes and said, "My nephews, come to my place..."

The second-generation disciples breathed a sigh of relief and came to Zhang Daoran. Zhang Daoran has always been like a god. They rarely have the opportunity to get close to Zhang Daoran so close, and they are inevitably a little excited.

Zhang Daoran stretched out his hand and said that there were more than a dozen cushions on the ground in front of him: "Fellow Daoist Lu, Fellow Daoist Qing Lingzi, and all the nephews, sit down..."

Everyone was even more surprised. Judging from this attitude, would they want to preach?

Everyone was puzzled, but they still sat cross-legged on the cushion, looking at Zhang Daoran with his eyes, and a hint of expectation appeared on his face.

"This sutra is called "Tongxuan True Sutra". Today, I am preaching, which is the content of this sutra."

Zhang Daoran handed the scriptures to Master Lu Jing: "You should be clear that this scripture is a bit strange. Even if I am a Taoist, it will be affected and it will be difficult to overcome the mysterious artistic conception brought by the scriptures."

Master Lu Jing's face suddenly turned out. What Zhang Daoran said was looking for someone with destiny, perhaps looking for someone who was not affected by the artistic conception of reciting this scripture.

Master Lu Jing figured out the key, and Master Qing Lingzi was the same. Kun Dao of Qingzhai Daoan was surprised. Today, they were like they were asleep. Opening their eyes again, the entire Immortal Temple was left with only the Taoist island in the middle of the lake.

"So it's this scripture!"

The Taoists looked at the scriptures in Lu Jing's hand, their eyes were a little hot and a little awe.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, the scriptures are in your hands, try to read a paragraph... My fellow Taoists, maybe there are people who are destined to be among you."

No one can say who is destined to be destined to be destined. Even with the power of heavenly eyes, Zhang Daoran could not predict the belonging of this scripture, like Meng Xi, vague and mysterious.

Master Lu Jing nodded and opened the scriptures. His eyes fell on the contents of the scriptures and began to recite. Everyone concentrated and held their breath and listened carefully.

"No one is considering the flow and the sluggishness, because it is clear and quiet. Therefore, there is no greater benevolence than loving others, and no greater wisdom than knowing others. Those who are good at wandering drowning, and those who are good at riding fall down, and each person who likes them will suffer their own misfortune. The way of ordinary people is that their hearts are small and their ambitions are great; their wisdom is perfect, their actions are flat; their ability is more likely to be more likely to be less likely to be less..."

Master Lu Jing began to recite the scriptures, but in the Taoist temple, the Taoists frowned: "How could this be done?"
Chapter completed!