Animals' instinct to avoid danger is much stronger than humans.

Zhang Daoran's pill made the dragon want to die, and the scales on his head fell a lot, almost twisting it into a twist. In the dragon's mind, Zhang Daoran was an extremely dangerous creature.

In Zhang Daoran's disappointed eyes, the dragon disappeared on the south hillside.

After looking at the gourd in his hand and throwing it directly into the gray space, Zhang Daoran went to the kitchen to cook in a little frustrated.

After Li Gang and others left, the lake center island returned to peace again. No one was seen these days, and it seemed that it had become an overlooked place again. After lunch, Zhang Daoran came to the temple and frowned at the temple. Since his rebirth, Zhang Daoran has only cleaned the temple once.

The temple is covered with dust, and some places are filled with spider webs, showing their dilapidation: "I am now a Taoist priest, and the temple should be kept clean."

Since becoming a Taoist priest, Zhang Daoran rarely entered the temple and never ate incense. This is an instinctive ignorance. This is also the reason why Zhang Daoran is not a real Taoist priest. According to Zhang Daoran, there are many things to pay attention to incense burning in Taoist temples, and Zhang Daoran doesn’t understand these.

After washing his hands, he opened incense with his left hand. Zhang Daoran lit three incense sticks based on his memory, and then he began to clean the temple.

After half a day, the temple looked much cleaner when it was time to clean, and the temple looked much cleaner. Looking at the Sanqing statue, Zhang Daoran frowned: "Since I am a disciple of Zhengyi Sect now, how can the statue of Zhang Tianshi not be there?"

This Taoist temple worships the Three Pure Ones, and there are no other statues of gods. Zhang Daoran, who was not clear about the Taoist temple before, was not very interested in the Quanzhen Sect, and there were too many rules and precepts. The Zhengyi Sect is very suitable for Zhang Daoran's choice.

"Search for some time to invite the statue of Zhang Tianshi..."

Master Zhang’s real name is Zhang Daoling. He is known as the Great Master of the Three Heavenly Supporting Sect of God. He is the leader of the four great masters. He is the founder of the Zhengyi Sect. Since he claims to be a disciple of the Zhengyi Sect, he will not be convinced if he does not worship Master Zhang.

"By the way, if you have time to build an altar on the west side of the Taoist temple, how can the Taoist temple not have an altar?"

There are two types of altars. One is the hereditary altar. Basically, father and son, brother, grandparent, uncle and nephew, and other relatives of the clan teach Taoism. The original altar name is used to continue to be used without setting up another altar name.

One is to establish a legal celestial altar, learn from the masters and learn from the art of learning, and to seal the altar through the transmission ceremony, and to establish a legal celestial altar.

"I belong to the self-established altar. However, it costs a lot of money to build the altar. I can't think about it now..."

Leaving the temple, Zhang Daoran looked at the Taoist temple with a different thought: "I am becoming more and more like a real Taoist priest..."

Zhang Daoran became a monk halfway. At this moment, he was wearing a Taoist robe and long hair. He lived in a Taoist temple. He looked like a Taoist priest. As for his inner self, Zhang Daoran had never seen any other Taoist simplicity except for the Taoist Ching, let alone read it.

When I came back to the temple, Zhang Daoran recited the only three Taoist scriptures in that issue. The three Taoist scriptures were all small seal scriptures, and Zhang Daoran still knew them. As an archaeological major in previous life, I studied small seal scriptures and large seal scriptures, and I could also recognize a lot of oracle bone scriptures. It is not very difficult to read the Taoist scriptures in small seal scriptures.

The boring life of chanting scriptures lasts until evening.

After dinner, the dragon had not come back yet, Zhang Daran went back to the house to sleep. At midnight, he stood up again, adjusted his spirit-gathering eyes first, and then practiced cross-legged.

After midnight, Zhang Daoran woke up from his cultivation state and felt something was wrong around him. He turned his head and found that the big dragon was coiled into a snake formation, his head was slightly raised, and his nostrils were aimed at the moon in the sky. A trace of spiritual energy that was hard to see in the naked eye mixed with the essence of the moonlight entered the dragon's body.

Zhang Daoran's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and he felt a little excited: "The big dragon can actually practice!"

Without disturbing the dragon, Zhang Daoran observed the dragon carefully. The magical power of the heavenly eyes was opened. Under the observation of the heavenly eyes, the spiritual energy entering the dragon's body did not dissipate as before, but entered the dragon's snake gallbladder.

When the sky was covered with clouds, the dragon then shook his head and turned around and left.

Zhang Daoran did not chase after him. Sure enough, the dragon crawled for a while and saw Zhang Daoran not chasing him, and got into a room.

"It seems a little different. Now you can not only practice, but also be much smarter than before." Touching your chin, Zhang Daoran smiled: "I originally thought that the spirit pill was useless, but now it seems that it is not only effective, but the effect is surprisingly good... After eating one pill every day in the next eight days, the dragon will really activate its wisdom."

After the spiritual enlightenment pill had a effect, Zhang Daoran felt relieved. It took nine pieces of spiritual enlightenment to truly activate spiritual intelligence, and the success rate was only 30%. The dragon had not yet opened its spiritual intelligence at this time, but it was much smarter. This shows that the spiritual enlightenment pill had been successful in the dragon.

......

The next day, Zhang Daoran absorbed the purple energy and came from the east. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the dragon stopped practicing. Zhang Daoran looked over with his eyes, and the dragon turned his head and left without any hesitation.

Zhang Daoran would let Dalong leave like this, grab Dalong's neck, and was almost bitten by Dalong yesterday. Zhang Daoran gained a memory, pinched Dalong's mouth, and a dark pill stuffed into Dalong's mouth.

The dragon kept struggling, and when the pill was in the entrance, Zhang Daoran let go of the dragon. The dragon head crawled out of the Taoist temple without looking back. As soon as he climbed to the Taoist temple, the dragon had a meal, and then, just like he had just eaten the spirit pill yesterday, it twisted into a ball, and his head hit the wall and hit the door like crazy...

The pain this time lasted much longer than yesterday. The dragon's head was quickly smashed into pieces and blood was dripping.

He was standing in front of the door like a corpse for a few seconds. As soon as he recovered, he crawled out of the Taoist temple.

"I have tried my best, and it depends on your luck next."

The dragon was tortured by the pills to death. This was the power of the pills that transformed the dragon's head. As long as the meridian of the dragon's head was opened, it would be a successful spiritual intelligence. The dragon's crazy collision between the wall seemed to be very painful and unbearable torture, but in fact it was helping the medicine work.

"Let's go, you'll be back tonight..."

The island in the middle of the lake, including the northern four lakes, is probably the most suitable for cultivation in the Taoist temple and the highest point on the top of the mountain. The dragon does not know whether the spiritual energy is rich or not, and the instinct of animals will also drive the dragon back.

That night, after Zhang Daoran woke up from practicing, he realized that his guess seemed to be wrong, and the dragon did not come back. Zhang Daoran was not anxious: "If you practice somewhere else and find that you cannot absorb the moonlight spiritual energy, you will come back..."

Early the next morning, Zhang Daoran absorbed the purple energy and slowly stopped his work, and found that Dalong had not come back...

At noon and in the afternoon, the dragon seemed to be missing. Zhang Daoran did not notice the dragon, and his face was anxious: "It is best to have less than twelve hours to take the spirit pill. Where did the dragon go? It is not because he can't bear this pain. He really ran away and will never come back..."

"How can I give up halfway through the experiment I just did?"

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