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Chapter 450: Old Man Chu Becomes Immortal?

"Condensing the five elements and gathering creation, dividing yin and yang to derivate fate. The scriptures do not hear, and do not know the meaning. It is difficult to understand the way. Therefore, the way is originally chaotic, and those who practice it will be clear, and they cannot be the way of outsiders..."

In the Immortal View, the sound of preaching is floating. It seems to be muttering in my ears, and it seems that thunder explodes in my ears. Every word and every scripture have its own meaning, but the original artistic conception of the scriptures is difficult to understand the true meaning when reading it. As the sound of preaching comes, you will understand it without understanding.

Long Yun sat cross-legged among the preachers, his face was solemn. His eyes were closed and his breath was a little unstable. Long Yun had forgotten that he came hurriedly last night and asked to see Zhang Daoran for one side. He was worried about the abnormal astrology slowly left behind with the preaching voice.

Compared to listening to the Tao, Long Yun has every progress that is precious. Listening to the Tao can give him more insights and improve his cultivation.

The consciousness is floating, rootless duckweed. The laws in the air are condensed, and the rules are difficult to distinguish. A trace of perception appears in the heart. The talisman production was made. It was caught in a bottleneck before, but it opened up at this time. Zhang Daoran explained the talisman formation today, which is not much helpful for the progress of his cultivation. For comprehension of the talisman formation, people feel a sudden enlightenment, and without understanding, and thousands of talisman formations evolve in his heart.

In the Immortal Temple, Master Hengkong and Master Feng Chenzi also forgot that he knew that the astrological signs had changed last night, and he was shocked in his heart. Master Hengkong, Master Feng Chen, was originally in the Taoist temple where he was originally written, and he rarely had the opportunity to comprehend the talismans on weekdays. This preaching is a rare opportunity to comprehend.

As the sermon began, characters condensed by spiritual energy were imprinted into my mind. They were originally obscure and difficult to understand, but they were easily understood at this time. This kind of perception was like being imposed on every listener, and it was like being forced to make people understand.

Although this feeling is not wonderful, it is obsessed.

Last night, Zhang Daoran's face fluctuated a little mysteriously, but he did not carefully explain the abnormality of the stars in the world. Master Hengkong, Master Fengchen, wanted to ask Zhang Daoran for countermeasures, but Zhang Daoran, who disappeared last night, appeared on the sermon platform today and began to preach.

Zhang Daoran preached that the frequent occurrence of visions and the evolution of artistic conception can easily make people obsessed with it and do not want to be awake.

In the Immortal View, more than a thousand listeners also saw the strange phenomena of heaven and earth. Although they were confused, they did not let go. The greatness of heaven and earth is unmeasurable. There are countless strange things. Everyone went to explore, and no one had this time.

However, Mr. Chu, his mouth was slightly opened, his eyes were closed, and his face was constantly changing. He danced and stood up, making various incredible movements. He either cried loudly, laughed loudly, or talked to himself alone, or sat silently.

Mr. Chu didn't know where he was now, and why he entered the endless peach forest. Mr. Chu didn't know why, but he was not afraid. He stroked every peach tree, with a rare tenderness on his face.

I picked the peaches that were bigger than the mouth of the bowl. They were green and bright, with a layer of green light emitting on them. The peaches were hairless, with white in green and red in white. Mr. Chu walked a long way, and he couldn't bear to eat this peach when he held it in both hands.

It was not until he walked a distance, and the endless peach forest seemed to be boundless. Every peach tree was covered with such big peaches, densely packed and bent the branches, that Mr. Chu felt ashamed of his small peasant consciousness.

He picked up the peach and put it on his mouth and took a bite. In an instant, a sweet juice stimulated the buds. The peach meat melted in his mouth, turning into a warm current, swimming all over his body. Suddenly, Mr. Chu felt his body light as a feather, slowly floating up. His feet left the ground and floated into the air. Mr. Chu ate half of the peaches, and then realized that he had reached the air. Looking at the endless peach forest under his feet, Mr. Chu's face changed: "My peach..."

My body flew into the air without being controlled, and wanted to return to Taolin again, but I could do nothing.

Just half of the peaches make you feel as if you are so immortal. These peaches are definitely fairy peaches!

But these fairy peaches are getting further and further away from themselves.

Mr. Chu couldn't bear to eat the remaining half of the peach, and looked around. He was like a fallen leaf in the air, floating in the wind, without purpose or direction. Suddenly, the peach in his hand turned into a blue light and disappeared. Mr. Chu's face changed again: "What a pity..."

Mr. Chu felt that his thinking was very clear, just like he suddenly came from the mortal world to the fairyland. It’s a pity that there were no other living vegetation around him except the peach forest.

As he flew, a cloud floated over and stood still under his feet. Mr. Chu felt that his feet were like stepping on fog. But these fogs just drown their feet. Standing on it, there was no need to worry about falling down.

Unlike the auspicious clouds summoned by Zhang Daoran before, the auspicious clouds summoned by Zhang Daoran are like a floating stone, very hard. This idle cloud is like cotton, not very solid.

"I'm not afraid of being taller?"

Mr. Chu was always afraid of heights. Even at night, Zhang Daoran took Mr. Chu back to Sanqing Temple when he returned to Sanqing Temple. The night was dark all around, and he couldn't see the five fingers, and he couldn't see the ground at all. Mr. Chu felt trembling all over.

At this moment, Mr. Chu actually felt that he liked this kind of flying very much, flying in the clouds: "Has I become an immortal? So, I am not afraid of being taller?"

How can one fly if she doesn’t become an immortal? How can one fly if she doesn’t become an immortal? Which immortal will still be afraid if she goes to the clouds and fog?

"Zhang Zhenren is really a living immortal. He preached yesterday and asked me to fall asleep. Now he preached, but he actually made me an immortal?" Mr. Chu laughed out loud: "So, Xiao Meng, well, Yimeng has a god grandfather. He will not be afraid of bullying others in the future, and will not be underestimated by others..."

Floating, Mr. Chu's heart beats. He just floats like this, without purpose, without direction, and without thinking about returning to the ground, nor does he think of anything else. The auspicious clouds seem to be summoned toward the sun. Suddenly, Mr. Chu feels a heat coming to his face, and the temperature is getting hotter and hotter. The sun in front of him turns from the size of the basin mouth to a big fireball. The big fireball is boundless, and Mr. Chu can clearly see every flame on the fireball.

“So hot…”

Mr. Chu kept sweating and wanted to stay away from here. But his body was not under his control, but on the contrary, he was getting closer and closer to the fireball.

"It's over, this is the sun... This is not an immortal. It's clearly going to hell. If you get closer, you will be burned..."

Mr. Chu was frightened in his heart, and suddenly darkened in front of his eyes, and a cool breeze blew past his body beside him. Mr. Chu's eyes gradually became blurred, and the scenery in front of him became clearer and clearer. When the scenery in front of him was completely clear, he was stunned: "Didn't I become an immortal? Was I dreaming just now?"

Zhang Daoran had just finished preaching, and Mr. Chu's voice was very abrupt, echoing in the courtyard of Jianxianguan.

The feeling just now was very real. He had clearly become an immortal. Although he was going to hell in the end...

"Brother Chu, you were in the fairyland just now..." A Taoist priest behind Chu was full of smiles: "This is the effect that Zhenren Zhang talked about, witnessing immortality, witnessing eternity. Being trapped in the artistic conception and understanding the Tao, looking for the direction of practicing Taoism. Unfortunately, we ordinary people are afraid that it will be difficult for us to understand the mystery..."

Someone explained that Mr. Chu's face changed: "Is this the effect of preaching? Isn't it the real world just now?"

That world is really beautiful, that world is really attractive, that world is too real... But it is a false world after all, and now, he has woken up...

"Fellow Daoist Zhang..." Mr. Chu was shocked and doubtful, and was regretful. The listener in the yard was smiling. Long Yun had already stood up: "I went to Sanqing Temple to pay homage to him last night. Fellow Daoist Zhang was not in the temple. Fortunately, fellow Taoist did not leave after preaching today. May I ask fellow Taoist Zhang, what does the strange phenomena in the world and the abnormal stars last night indicate?"

A strange phenomenon in the world, an abnormal star?

More than a thousand listeners in the yard suddenly turned their heads, and then they realized that Zhang Daoran had finished his preaching today and did not leave. Long Yun's problem made them realize that the strong lights yesterday were not natural phenomena, but were problems.

He pricked up his ears, listened carefully, and stopped paying attention to Mr. Chu.

Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged on the sermon platform, without answering Long Yun's words, stood up, walked down the sermon platform, and walked towards the sanctuary. While walking, he ordered Zhang Yifang: "Yifang, those cushions come and put them in the sanctuary. Go to see outside the immortal temple and welcome several distinguished guests..."
Chapter completed!
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