In a blink of an eye, it was dusk.

Cheng Wuhui and Fang Tong, who were fishing, walked into Sanqing Temple with a fishing net and a fishing tool on their backs.

After dinner in the morning, we started fishing. At dusk, we went up the mountain when we were hungry. The fishing nets in our hands were empty, without a single fish, even a small fish.

"We can't fish at the pier. There are lotus flowers and few swimming fish. If it's really not possible, we will row boats and go fishing at the center of the lake. I still don't believe it anymore, and I can't catch a fish?"

Fang Tongdududu’s bag seemed very dissatisfied: “You can’t be a Jiang Taigong, just fishing with bored boredom.”

"You will go back tomorrow. It's too late today. Let you stay here for another night."

Fang Tong and Cheng Wuhui were slightly stunned, and then they realized that in the Sanqing Temple courtyard, Zhang Daoran was sitting on a stone pier under the old peach tree, observing the Taoist scriptures. It was Zhang Daoran who spoke.

"Zhang Zhenren!"

Fang Tong and Cheng Wuhui were full of surprise, threw away the fishing gear in their hands, directly ignored Zhang Daoran's words just now, and came to the old peach tree: "Zhang Zhenren, it's been a long time since he saw him, and his style is even better than the past."

Zhang Daoran ignored the two people and did not even raise his eyelids.

It seemed that at this moment, all things in the world were not enough to attract Zhang Daoran's attention. Only the Taoist scriptures could make Zhang Daoran focus.

Fang Tongcheng Wuhui and the other two were not embarrassed either. They watched You Yixiu washing vegetables and cooking, and smiled and went to help You Yixiu cook.

"Two lay Buddhists, please don't bother you..."

You Yixiu rejected the kindness of the two people, and they did not really follow You Yixiu's advice and did not interfere. Both of them had lived in Sanqing Temple and were still very familiar with You Yixiu. They were a very honest and kind-hearted old Taoist priest.

Continuing to help You Yixiu wash vegetables, Fang Tongcheng Wuhui came this time and brought more than a dozen children. Each child didn’t eat much, and they also needed to prepare a lot of meals. In addition, Zhang Yifang and Lu Zhen would also come tonight, so You Yixiu’s cooking work was very busy.

Sure enough, You Yixiu shook his head helplessly: "Save you overnight today. The master is full of heart. You will go back tomorrow morning. Otherwise, the master will get angry and everyone will suffer."

"If you don't go back, don't go back..." Fang Tong didn't take it seriously and still smiled: "I've come this time, there's something wrong. I sent my disciples to Zhang Zhenren. Now the matter has not been resolved yet, where can I go back? At home, I have already bragged about my relatives. Just go back like this, where will I put this face?"

You Yixiu looked helpless: "That's your business. The master rarely accepts disciples, and it's not something that the layman will accept when he sends it to him."

"The practice of Taoism talks about opportunities and qualifications. If you have the fate but do not have the qualifications, it may be possible. If you have the qualifications but do not have the fate, it is impossible to join the master. If you have neither, then don't think about this matter again. The master never violates his principles when accepting disciples."

"Now, those more than a dozen children, Zhenren Zhang, haven't met yet. What if there is a chance?"

Fang Tong has his own ideas. It is impossible for these dozen children to be undestined. One or two should have a destiny to be with the Three Pure Land. Then he would be worth the trip and achieve his goal.

"The layman helps Master I find his disciples, and the master can understand this feeling. However, the layman was calculating at the beginning, and I am afraid that fate will become no fate. Furthermore, Master I have great supernatural powers, my Taoist Dharma is mysterious, and I have the ability to predict the uncertainty. If one of the more than a dozen children brought by the layman is destined to be with the Sanqingguan, the master will not let the layman leave directly."

Fang Tong’s family is a big family. Fang Tong’s intention is that if there is a child in the family who can enter the Three Pure Land, it is related to the Three Pure Land. At that time, Zhang Daoran will definitely take care of the Fang family.

You Yixiu has lived for decades. Although he has not succeeded in spiritual communication, he has also practiced with some meridians in the spiritual veins. He is talented and can see through many things at a glance.

Fang Tong's intention was that You Yixiu combined with Fang Tong's family background, and you could already know it after a little thought.

He shook his head helplessly again. Fang Tong was already a master of martial arts, not a stupid person. He could see through Fang Tong's intention at a glance. Zhang Daoran used his ability to predict the unknown. I am afraid that when he left the Sanqing Temple, he knew that Fang Tong was coming, and he knew that the moment he was coming, he knew that the whole story was in the past and after.

Fang Tong's actions of washing vegetables froze, and his expression suddenly changed. He stood up and, in You Yixiu Cheng Wuhui's surprised eyes, he took a bowl from the desk, scooped a bowl of water from the jar, and walked under the old peach tree.

"Real person, please drink water..."

Putting the bowl in front of Zhang Daoran, Fang Tong's face returned to a smile: "What book is the real person reading? After a while, the TV series will be edited and will be released."

Zhang Daoran nodded without responding.

"Real person..." Fang Tong felt a little embarrassed and said hesitantly: "Actually, I came this time, and the real person should know the purpose of my visit. I have brought more than a dozen children. Please see if there are any suitable people to practice Taoism. The real person stays, even if I am a boy around me, I will be grateful."

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"Whether it is suitable for practicing Taoism or not, it is their opportunity to stay!"

Fang Tong was a little unwilling to accept it. At first, Fang Tong had not thought of this method. Later, as Cheng Yiyan worshipped under the Three Qing Temples, Fang Tong became active: "Cheng Yiyan was able to worship the Three Qing Temples, so Cheng Wuhui received unexpected changes in his fate. If someone in the Fang family could worship the Three Qing Temples, it would definitely be a meaningful and fortunate thing for the Fang family."

The more I thought so, the more anxious Fang Tong was. He raised his head and continued, "Real person, you should show your compassion, and you should leave one or two."

"This is not a matter of compassion or not. Being destined is being destined. Why do you have to force it?"

Zhang Daoran just looked at Fang Tong, and the fate of the more than a dozen children brought by Fang Tong was already clear in the past and present lives. Without any connection between fate, it is difficult to keep the mind in the Three Pure Land. Even in the future, those who are forcibly stayed in the Three Pure Land will eventually return to the secular world.

For example, Yuxu Temple where You Yixiu was located took in more than a dozen disciples, but in the end only a few stayed, and the rest returned to the secular world. This is because of no fate. If you have the fate, even if Yuxu Temple cannot practice Taoism, these people will not leave.

Fang Tong's face was full of bitterness. Not only did he brag about it, Fang Tong repeatedly promised that if these people could enter the Three Pure Land, they would definitely benefit the Fang family in the future and become the Fang family's future.

Not only that, Fang Tong did not breathe even when he spoke loudly in order to comfort the hearts of these relatives. Fang Tong thought that he had a fate with the Three Pure Contemporary Temple, and that the disciples he brought were always able to worship the Three Pure Contemporary Temple.

Now, Fang Tong can only be silent.

Just as Fang Tong was thinking hard about how to make Zhang Daoran nod, a seven or eight-year-old child suddenly rushed in outside the Sanqing Temple. When he entered the Taoist temple, he shouted loudly: "Uncle Second...Uncle Second...Go down the mountain quickly, we caught a lot of fish..."

"No...it should be said to be a big dragon. The fish caught is too big and we can't lift it."

Fang Tong was about to scold him, but suddenly he found that there was clouds under Zhang Daoran's feet, and the child who rushed into the Taoist temple disappeared in the blink of an eye. Fang Tong looked at the direction where Zhang Daoran left, widened his eyes, and then suddenly sweared: "Damn...Zhang Zhenren... This is... too fierce."
Chapter completed!