Flying in the clouds and fog, walking leisurely.

I swam in the vast sea and stayed in the evening, but in the blink of an eye, I arrived in a valley.

The valley is gourd-shaped, with high mountains around it, with only one entrance that is only a dozen meters wide. Just like a natural barrier, the valley outside is very ordinary. When you pass through a forest and enter the valley inside, you will find that there is a pool of more than ten acres in the valley. The cliff waterfall flows down the north, causing a burst of water.

On the edge of the cliff to the west, there is a high platform, which is naturally formed without any artificial traces. A cave about two or three meters high and only ten meters deep appears in front of you.

In the valley, there is a clearing on the east side, covered with some green vegetables and mangosteens. There are several tea cups that have been knocked over and fallen to the ground on a stone table. In addition, there are some bullet holes.

The auspicious clouds slowly landed on the ground. Zhang Daoran looked at the valley with great interest, which was dozens of acres in a radius, with distinct layers and beautiful scenery. What is commendable is that the spiritual energy here is relatively rich, which is an excellent place for practice.

"It's a pity that it was destroyed by humans..."

In addition to the bullet holes on the cliff, there are many bullet shells on the ground, and some blood stains appear on the ground, which is a bit fishy.

The clouds came flying in the mist, and Long Yun could not calm down at this time. Long Yun's cultivation level was not low, and he already had the strength of the seven-turn of the Yang Shen. Long Yun asked himself that he could travel thousands of miles a day by driving the flying magic weapon himself. However, he came with Zhang Daoran and came in carelessly. In just a few minutes, he walked for several hours by driving the flying magic weapon.

Long Yun could see that Zhang Daoran was not in a hurry to rush to the road, but walked leisurely while enjoying the scenery. Even so, Long Yun felt the terrifying speed of flying clouds and fog.

Hearing Zhang Daoran sighing regretfully, Long Yun came back to his senses: "The disciples came here because they blasphemed their true god Allah. Somehow, they found this place. Before the disciples could make a plan, hundreds of soldiers with live ammunition appeared here."

"The disciple wanted to resist, but he couldn't bear to be destroyed here. Besides, the disciple had a plan in his mind, so he was willing to be captured by them. However, the army that came to capture the disciples was attacked after just after leaving the valley. On the contrary, the disciples, no one asked about it anymore. The two armies fought and retreated, and in the end they were only disciples left. Later, the disciples looked for people everywhere, and finally settled down at the place where the real person saved the disciples. The disciples summoned them a heavy rain and established some status. However, their beliefs were too firm and too solid. The disciples offended them with one word and were arrested again..."

Long Yun smiled bitterly on his face: "It's just that my disciples never thought that there would be so many strong people hidden among them, such as the refugees. If it weren't for the real person appearing, my disciple would probably have died unjustly in two days."

"Those practitioners are not refugees, they are also from outside the territory. It's just some special reasons. They stay away from the war and settle down among the refugees. But they may be afraid and have not shown their true abilities."

Zhang Daoran sat down on a stone pier, and habitually sat cross-legged. Long Yun smiled awkwardly: "There is no tea here, nor is there a spiritual spring like a real person's temple. But have there been any pollution mountain springs..."

"You don't understand the formation?"

Zhang Daoran glanced at Long Yun: "After all, you are the ancestor of Kunxu Land. After practicing for hundreds of years, you have not contacted the formation?"

"Formation?" Long Yun smiled bitterly: "The real person doesn't know that Kunxu's land was originally a holy place for cultivation, with rich spiritual energy. It was just a thousand years ago, Kunxu's land was in a melee because of the battle for control of the Ascension Land. The strong man fell and the Taoist Technique was lost. The Kunxu Sect still had some formations left, but it was not complete. The disciples had comprehended the formations, but they were not very proficient."

When Long Yun first came to Earth, he and Shenlong tried the formation of the lake island. And one Taoist and one monk left the illusion without any damage. In this regard, Long Yun should have a little understanding of the formation.

Just now, Zhang Daoran saw through at a glance that there was no trace of Taoist cultivation on Long Yun's body. Moreover, there were no traces of formations in this valley.

"When I went to Huxin Island and offended the real person, I was able to walk out of the Huxin Island formation because of the dragon subduing..."

Long Yun knew very well that the dragon had fallen. This old opponent who had fought for hundreds of years was also a kind of sadness for practitioners.

Zhang Daoran frowned and was silent: "After all, you are the ancestor of the Kunxu Sect, one of the largest sects. When you come to the earth, although you are excluded in Longhu Mountain, your status is not low. Why do you choose to worship my uncle as your teacher? You should know that practicing practitioners change their families and worship others as their teachers. This is a blasphemy to the ancestors and a betrayal of faith..."

When Long Yun asked Zhang Daoran whether he understood the formation, he was a little happy. Zhang Daoran had great magical powers and his Taoism was mysterious. He thought Zhang Daoran had a guide, but he did not expect that Zhang Daoran's problem changed too quickly, and Long Yun did not react for a while.

After a long silence, Long Yun sighed: "The disciples have lived in seclusion for three hundred years in Kunxu. Moreover, I don't know if there is still a chance to go back in Kunxu. The disciples are dedicated to the Tao, and only the real person is worthy of being the disciple's master!"

"Disciple has realized the wealth and desire for power in the world, and the disciples no longer care about it..."

Long Yun's words are sincere and sincere.

Zhang Daoran frowned: "You are thinking about starting a new sect and becoming a Taoist ancestor..."

"Disciple... I understood the intention of the real person..." Long Yun was a little frightened and stood in front of Zhang Daoran a little restrained: "Disciple thinks that the real person's original intention is to open up these wilderness lands. If you want to realize the truth here, the first thing is to do is to accept Taoist thoughts by these foreign people... preach the Dharma and preach the sermons, and earn fortunes."

Zhang Daoran swept his eyes on Long Yun. Under the divine power of the sky, even though there were magic weapons on Long Yun that blocked his peeping, Zhang Daoran could clearly see through Long Yun's heart. As Zhang Daoran's realm continued to rise, he looked at all things in the world and felt a sense of control at will.

Long Yun also knew that Zhang Daoran had great supernatural powers and could never hide his inner thoughts from Zhang Daoran, so he didn't tell a lie at the beginning.

Zhang Daoran stretched out his hand and waved his hand, and a mud-filled water tank appeared in front of him. Next to the tank, there was a pointed water bucket: "This tank is the water tank replaced by Sanqingguan. I originally wanted to abandon it, but later I forgot. Now you don't have this kind of water-filled tool here, so I'll give it to you. Now, fill the water tank with water."

Long Yun couldn't figure out Zhang Daoran's intention. With both hands, he picked up the water tank and placed it in the cave. Then he used a bucket to lift a few buckets of water in the pond next to the waterfall and filled the water tank.

"Real person... This is a natural spring water. Please take a sip to quench your thirst..."

Zhang Daoran waved his hand and signaled Long Yun to put the teacup on the stone table: "Start now, find one hundred and eight pieces, size, weight, size of a palm, go..."

Long Yun was slightly stunned. Zhang Daoran's thoughts, Long Yun asked himself that he could not keep up. He felt strange in his heart, but turned around and left. He had just walked a few steps and his steps accelerated, his face full of smiles: "Disciple understand..."
Chapter completed!