The four paths of heaven, earth, man and god all appeared in the Immortal View. As a cultivator, being able to have the honor of seeing the four paths of heaven, earth, man and god can be said to be a great opportunity.

As a practitioner or a cultivator, the most cultivated way is the way of heaven. It can be said that all of them are people who practice the way of heaven. My way cannot be separated from the scope of the way of heaven, and I also need to learn from the four ways of heaven, earth, man and god, and through insight, form a way that suits me. If it were not for the guidance of the "Huangting Sutra", Zhang Daoran would not be able to find a way to practice my way.

Since ancient times, those who practice my Tao can count with one hand. These characters are not geniuses who have produced them, but Zhang Daoran is not clear about their endings. No one knows the world and the world, and the world.

Those who practice the Taoist practice the way of heaven only understand the traces of the way of heaven. The heaven and earth are naturally, and the way of heaven does not actively manifest. It is difficult to see the true body of the way of heaven without a certain state. Even a saint can only see the incarnation of the way of heaven in the moment of becoming a saint.

"It's really incredible. I originally wanted to come to seize the Immortal Palace and take the opportunity to take away the divine objects, but I didn't expect to have the opportunity to witness such a miracle." Qing Songzi sighed: "There is such a monk in the middle of the lake. Who dares to come here to be presumptuous?"

With one hand, he took away the clone of the Demon Sect and the Eighteen Blood Guards. He easily damaged the Demon Sect and made the Demon Sect go away and did not dare to stay. This kind of strength, the entire Canglan Star, this advanced world of cultivation, and countless planets of strong people, can not be found even if he can tie the Demon Sect.

Of course, Canglan Star does not mean that there are no strong people. Perhaps there will be old monsters that are rare in the deep mountains and forests. Unfortunately, the demon race has ravaged Canglan Star for thousands of years, and these old monsters have not appeared. This is a guess and a psychological comfort. The demon race also has the demon emperor, the demon king and their demon guards. I don’t know where they hide.

"well......"

A sigh came from beside him, and an old man stood up from the cushion and looked into the distance: "The Blue Star Right Road, when he entered the earth, he began to compete for territory. This time the Demon Sect appeared, but they were nowhere to be seen."

"Zhang Zhenren has great magical powers, and I don't want to leave anymore. The earth is very big, and the blue star is too far away. I don't know when and when, so I have the opportunity to embark on the road to return. Before I find the way back, maybe this is the paradise of cultivation."

Only when there are places where strong people are protected by them, strong enemies dare not peek, and evil demons and heretics dare not disturb them can they practice with peace of mind and break through to a higher realm. The most important thing is that Zhang Daoran preaches, his artistic conception is frequent, and his unexciting perception, and his terrifying advancement of strength.

Cultivating the truth and eliminating the truth, eliminating the delusion and preserving the truth means pursuing a higher level. If there is such a paradise, why bother to find a place of cultivation again: "I just don't know if Zhenren Zhang will accommodate us..."

"My fellow Taoists, Master I have finished preaching. Master I have gained and understood something compared to you. I should find a place to calmly understand it, and strive to be familiar with what I have learned this time, so I will not be able to listen to the sacred thing." Zhang Yifang clasped his fists and bowed to everyone: "Master I have been preaching for five days, and I will preach for another day later. Then I will help you to solve your doubts for three days, and at 10 am every day, everyone who is destined to come..."

"In this way, I won't leave any guests. Please come back..."

Seeing that more than 500 people in the Immortal Temple were sitting on the cushion for a long time and were reluctant to leave, Zhang Yifang felt helpless and had to give a order to expel the guest. This time, Zhang Yifang gained a lot and showed a vague sign of breakthrough.

Moreover, Zhang Yifang discovered that in the Immortal Temple, the Taoist Master Fengchen's breath was unstable on the body of the lake island. Cheng Yiyan's breath was also unstable. Cheng Yiyan's breath fluctuated more obviously. I am afraid that he is going to break through like himself...

"So, let's say goodbye..."

Qing Songzi and the old man opened their mouths to say something, but finally kept silent.

If it were in the past, Zhang Daoran did not show his hand to take down the Eighteen Blood Guards of the Demon Sect's clone with his own hands, and would not have easily seriously injured the Demon Sect. He would not have seen the mysterious and strange phenomenon of Xianguan preaching this time. These unruly cultivators might be angry and think that this is trampling on their dignity, and that a junior can even issue an order to expel guests?

It is undoubtedly a humiliation for cultivators to pay attention to their face and being expelled from others.

However, at this time, they were not fluctuating in their hearts, and even took it for granted. Zhang Yifang might not be very strong, but was Zhang Daoran's eldest disciple, and at this time they represented the entire island in the middle of the lake.

Compared to their face, Zhang Daoran from the heart of the lake is undoubtedly more face-to-face and cannot be disobeyed.

The listeners left in a hurry, and most of them had some insights, especially those cultivators. After these people left, Zhang Yifang did not find another place and sat down on the cushion to start practicing. At this time, Cheng Yiyan had already entered a state of meditation. In other words, he had been immersed in Zhang Daoran's preaching.

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In the chaos, Zhang Daoran looked at a small world of dozens of kilometers, and Long Yiyun was swimming in it. In the chaos, there was no memory of the years. In the outside world, the chaotic world may have been a hundred years and a thousand years. In a few days outside, Long Yiyun seemed to have experienced endless years and his body was even bigger. However, Long Yiyun's eyes were closed, as if he was trapped in some kind of understanding. When Zhang Daoran appeared in this world, he felt a little emotional: "Three hundred years in the chaos, the realm has not improved at all, and you should work hard..."

The dragon transforms into a cloud to form a dragon, and its strength is extremely strong. At this time, it has the realm of condensing the two souls of Yin and Yang, and is about to condense the soul. It is even stronger than Zhang Daoran before breaking through Chaos, and the realm is even more profound.

Now, in a short period of time, Zhang Daoran's strength has exceeded Zhang Daoran's own expectations.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Vaggingly, there was a mini version of Xiaolong, a hazy little version of the head of Long Yiyun, whose voice was a little tender and said with gratitude. The little dragon floated and was always above Long Yiyun's head, emitting purple light.

Long Yiyun's thanks comes from Zhang Daoran's preaching and did not forget her.

Zhang Daoran's mouth curled slightly, and a hint of relief appeared on his face: "This is the manifestation of the soul, but it has not been engraved into his future path of cultivation. This is a sudden flash of my life. Of course, it is also because of your dragon clan's special reason."

The mini version of the little dragon is hazy, it is the condensation of the soul and the fusion of the yin and yang gods. It has not yet been engraved into its own path and cannot form the soul.

The Yang God is engraved into the future path of Taoism, the Yuan Spirit is engraved into his own future of Taoism, the method of cultivation, and the Tao of cultivation. If the yin and yang gods are integrated and engraved into their own Tao, the Yuan Spirit will be formed and from then on become a land god.

"When you understand life and death, understand the meaning of the existence of sentient beings, and realize your previous mistakes, it is when you are sentenced to death. Of course, it is also your opportunity to break through."

Zhang Daoran turned around and left. The world barrier was like a tax project, causing ripples. Zhang Daoran disappeared through the barrier.

Long Yiyun's soul and the prototype of the soul were sighing: "I have been looking for a barrier to the world more than once. I want to get out of here, but my strength is not enough. Now the teacher is easy to go in and out easily, and my strength is worse than that."

Zhang Daoran understood what Long Yiyun was thinking at this time, but in the chaos, he turned around and glanced lightly, then shook his head, and his figure disappeared directly.

In a corner of the Chaos World, there is also a world. This world is not large in area, a few miles in a radius. The Demon Lord's clone, the Eighteen Blood Guards, sat cross-legged, and looked at the world with their eyes, as if they had lost their strength.

"What the hell is this? The world barrier is so hard..."

The Chaos World does not remember the years, but it is only a moment outside, and it has been countless years here. The clone of the Demon Sect and the Eighteen Blood Guards are constantly rushing to the world barrier. Unfortunately, the world barrier is as hard as iron. They are so tired that they are still trapped here.

"The most hateful thing is that this small world has almost no spiritual energy, and everything will not be born. Even for 100 million years, I can't think of regaining strength. Hateful... Hateful..." The clone of the Demon Sect stood up unwillingly: "This Zhang Daoran, I really underestimated him. He has powerful strength. I am afraid that the Demon Emperor is just like this. Perhaps he has successfully passed the tribulation and is about to ascend."

Zhang Daoran stood outside the small world and saw the clone of the Demon Sect in such a embarrassing manner. A trace of inexplicable smile appeared on his indifferent face, and his thoughts moved into the small world.
Chapter completed!