Qingzhai Daoan was quiet, Master Lu Jing sat cross-legged on the cushion, and the scriptures of "Tongxuan True Sutra" were spoken from his mouth. The Taoists in Qingzhai Daoan were looking forward to it. Master Lu Jing explained the scriptures, and Zhang Daoran brought a mysterious scripture. Even if he explained the scriptures, he was not as mysterious as Zhang Daoran, and at least he would have some strange phenomena.

However, when Master Lu Jing explained the scriptures, no abnormalities were found in the Taoist Taoism. Especially Zhang Daoran and Meng Xi, who had cultivation in their bodies, looked around, the spiritual energy around them was no different from before preaching. The spiritual energy was still the same and was not subject to preaching any fluctuations.

Zhang Daoran stretched out a hand, and the "Tongxuan True Sutra" in Master Lu Jing was pulled by a mysterious force and flew into Zhang Daoran's hand. The sound of explaining the scriptures suddenly stopped. Master Lu Jing seemed to have no idea, his eyes were closed, and a trace of confusion and dullness appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Jing explains the scriptures, but he is trapped in the artistic conception, but he cannot bring strange artistic conception to those who listen to the scriptures. Is it because Fellow Daoist Lu Jing has no cultivation and cannot motivate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth? Or is it that the "Huangting Sutra" inherits the Taoist sutra "Tongxuan Zhen Sutra" like the previous inheritance scriptures, only if I explain it, will the strange phenomenon occur?"

Zhang Daoran had a guess in his mind, but he was not sure yet.

Zhang Daoran understood in his heart that Master Lu Jing’s abnormality was trapped in a state of thought, but others did not know it.

The scriptures were taken back by Zhang Daoran, but Lu Jingdao refused to wake up for a long time. Meng Xi's face changed a little: "Master..."

Until this time, the other Kundao in Qingzhai Daoan felt a little abnormal. When he looked closer, Master Lu Jing seemed to be asleep. However, his expression changed constantly, he was a little confused and a little dull.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang...this..."

Taoist Master Qing Lingzi suddenly looked up: "Fellow Daoist Lu, are you trapped in the artistic conception of today's Taoist Taoist preaching?"

Zhang Daoran nodded and shook his head again: "It's actually a bit different when it comes to that kind of artistic conception. The "Tongxuan True Sutra" has a mysterious power that makes people enter a state of ethereality, without thinking, and their thinking almost stagnates and falls into chaos. This kind of thinking world is already a bit dangerous, and if you can't wake up..."

"When will we wake up?"

The conversation between Zhang Daoran and Taoist Master Qing Lingzi attracted the attention of Kun Dao's in Qingzhai Dao'an. Taoist Master Qing Lingzi was even more worried about whether Taoist Master Lu Jing was in danger.

"It's fast and it's slow. If fellow Daoist Lu Jing can get out of the constraints of his own thinking world, he will naturally wake up. If he can't get out of the constraints of his own thinking world, he will have to wait until three days later when his spirit is weak before he can be forced to wake up from this mental state of thinking."

Zhang Daoran's eyes flashed and his face was a little inexplicable.

The second-generation disciple of Qingzhai Daoan did not ask, but Taoist Qing Lingzi had no worries: "The spirit and spirit are weak?"

"Yes, living in the world is the embodiment of the spirit of energy and spirit. The more vigorous the spirit of energy, the better the body state. The weaker the spirit of energy, the cause of the physical illness. There are different people who practice Taoism. The cultivation of Taoism itself is to temper the spirit of energy and spirit. When a person enters the world of thinking, the soul state is trapped in a certain kind of entanglement... If he figured it out, he would naturally wake up. If he couldn't figure it out..."

After Zhang Daoran explained, the Taoists became even more confused and frightened. Zhang Daoran no longer explained it, because this was in his personal understanding. The scriptures appeared in front of the Taoists: "My nephews, fellow Taoists, you can also try to recite the scriptures and enter the artistic conception, so that you will know where your heart is."

After Zhang Daoran finished speaking, no one came forward to take the scriptures. On the contrary, these Kundao from Qingzhai Daoan took a few steps back.

With his eyebrows tightened, Meng Xi stood still and looked up, looking at Zhang Daoran: "Will the real person be trapped in the artistic conception of thinking be expressed outside, or can the real person spy on it?"

Zhang Daoran nodded and did not hide it: "The Tongxuan True Sutra is mysterious and unpredictable. I don't know what power it has. However, if I enter the world of thinking, the symptoms of my heart knots can be easily seen. Just like Master Lu Jing's thoughts at this time, I will naturally know if I want to know. However, everyone has their own secrets, and I will not be able to peek at what everyone thinks."

Zhang Daoran rarely opens the magical power of the heavenly eyes now. The magical power of the heavenly eyes is infinite. You can peek at the laws of the heavenly way above and peek at all things in the world below, break all illusions, peek at the origin, and understand the past and future.

However, everyone has their own privacy, and Zhang Daoran doesn't want to know what others think at all times, and affect his own heart.

After Meng Xi's question, everyone suddenly realized that Zhang Daoran had the ability to predict the future and could look directly at a person's true heart. If at this time, he fell into the world of thinking, entered the mysterious artistic conception, and exposed his true heart, wouldn't he present all his thoughts in front of everyone?

The thoughts in my mind are good and evil, good and bad. If they are all presented and are peeped at by others, how can they be human?

Everyone was silent for a moment and looked at Taoist Master Lu Jing worriedly.

"Forget it, my nephews, fellow Taoist Qing Lingzi, I have said goodbye..."

Zhang Daoran could understand what everyone was thinking in his heart. He didn't force it, but stood up and turned around and left Qingzhai Daoan: "Mr. Mengxi, the "Tongxuan True Sutra" may be good for you to practice Taoism. I am looking for someone with destiny now. If I can't find it, tomorrow, I will give you the scriptures. If you try to comprehend, if you have something to gain, I will teach you this sutra to you. If you cannot comprehend, I will not be able to find someone with destiny..."

Before the voice fell, Zhang Daoran's figure had disappeared.

I quietly returned to the Xianxian Temple, and the lights were brightly lit in the Xianxian Temple. Master Fengchen, Master Hengkong, was all in the yard, and Zhang Yifangcheng, sat next to Master Fengchenzi, as if listening to something.

The old wolf and the dragon are not in the Taoist temple, the big eagle and the little eagle are on the branches of the old peach tree.

Cheng Yiyan and Chu Yimeng were not in the Taoist temple either. You Yixiu was in the kitchen and was washing dishes. Zhang Daoran's eyes fell on Taoist Master Fengchen, and a shiny light flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face. Entering the Taoist gate, holding his fists with his hands, and sincerely said: "Fellow Taoist Master Fengchen, congratulations on his cultivation, the three souls of heaven, earth and man are condensed, and entering the realm of the great completion of the Yin God."

The Yin God Realm is divided into three souls of heaven, earth and man. When Master Feng Chen was preaching today, he was the realm of the condensation of the two souls of man and earth. After only half a day left, Master Feng Chen actually broke through. Moreover, it was not just condensed by the heavenly soul, but the heavenly soul had already been completed, and even a trace of yang aura appeared.

This is a sign of the condensation of the Yang God!

"I've met fellow Taoists..."

When Zhang Daoran arrived, everyone stood up one after another.

Zhang Daoran waved his hand, and his eyes never left Taoist Master Fengchen. Taoist Master Fengchen was a little awkward by Zhang Daoran's gaze, with a wry smile on his face: "Fellow Taoist, is there anything wrong with me? This time I can break through, all depends on my help. Today I preached that I have gained something, so I have the opportunity to break through..."

The gleam in his eyes flashed again, and Zhang Daoran's face smiled even stronger: "I thought there would be no destined person in the scriptures, but it turned out that I had been by my side. Fellow Taoist Fengchen, I might have found the answer..."

He took out the "Tongxuan True Sutra" and handed it to Taoist Master Fengchen: "This book may have a fate with fellow Taoists, but the fellow Taoists have achieved enlightenment, perhaps it is on this sutra..."
Chapter completed!