"He will regret it!"

Appreciating around him, Tian Jizi looked at Zhang Daoran who was sitting on the stone pier thoughtfully, with a calm face, and did not take this matter seriously. Tian Jizi knew that Zhang Daoran had great magical powers and predicted the future. Zhao Yingxiong was probably trapped in Zhang Daoran's calculations when he left.

Furthermore, Tianjizi, who already had disciples, did not like to find people like heroes. After learning Taoist Fengchen's technique of immortality, Taoist Tianjizi carefully taught him, the end resulted in Zhao Yingxiong's boredom and distrust.

As a master, Tian Jizi can feel the helplessness and heartache of Taoist Fengchen.

"I guess he will regret it too!"

The taste was thoughtful. Zhao Yingxiong couldn't wait to leave this time, either because he was stupid or really wanted to take revenge. He just wanted to find a hero with such a little strength, who would he seek to take revenge? What is the level of cultivation of the enemy?

If the enemy is strong, Zhao Yingxiong may be going to die.

"Fellow Taoist can trust me, so I am not afraid that my disciples with such qualifications will run away. No one can inherit the inheritance of the bride or mantle?"

Zhang Daoran said casually while playing with a stone.

Taoist Master Feng Chen smiled indifferently: "I am lucky if I get it, but I am lucky if I lose it. Sometimes I must have it in my destiny, but don't force it in my destiny. Although my cultivation level is not as good as that of a fellow Taoist, I can still calculate the fate of master and disciple between Zhao Yingxiong and I should have this disaster."

Zhang Daoran smiled but said nothing.

Taoist Master Feng Chen continued, "Since fellow Taoist said he could make the decision for Zhao Yingxiong and let him leave, I believe that the fellow Taoist has the fate of Zhao Yingxiong in his heart. The conclusion of the fate of the master and disciple that I only see with Zhao Yingxiong."

After all, Feng Chenzi knew that Zhang Daoran was helping him. Feng Chenzi had no doubts about this. Zhao Yingxiong had good talent in practicing Taoism. Zhang Daoran was able to guide Zhao Yingxiong to come and worship him as his teacher, so he must have seen the fate of master and apprentice between him and looking for heroes.

"My fellow Taoist trust is very touched." Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, pointed at Tianjizi and said, "This is my newly acquired disciple, the Taoist name is Tianjizi. Tianjizi, come and pay homage to you Master Fengchen..."

Tianjizi was originally standing behind Zhang Daoran, and quickly walked from behind Zhang Daoran to the front, stood in front of Taoist Fengchen, and bowed with fists and said, "Disciple Tianjizi, pay homage to Master!"

Taoist Master Feng Chen was a little surprised, looked at Tianjizi up and down, and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Taoist has a unique vision, and I can't get enough of this level of cultivation."

Tian Jizi's cultivation level is one great level higher than Taoist Fengchen. Taoist Fengchen is extremely talented. After seeing Zhang Daoran from an old Taoist priest who has not entered the Tao, under the guidance of Zhang Daoran, it is an extremely rare talent to be able to cultivate to the realm of the third turn of the Yang Shen in just a few years.

However, at present, Tian Jizi's cultivation level is higher. Compared with the discomfort in Taoist Hengkong's heart, Taoist Fengchen was very calm: "I followed my fellow Taoist to take advantage, and such a person is also my nephew."

"Tianjizi has been practicing Taoism for more than 400 years, and the accumulation of hundreds of years, and the accumulation of Taoist siblings for just a few decades, of course, it cannot be compared with it. Tianjizi is now changing to my Taoism, and his cultivation will have a brief stagnation, but Taoist siblings can make rapid progress during this period, and it is very likely that they will surpass Tianjizi."

Zhang Daoran was not perfunctory, nor was he trying to take care of Tianjizi's face. Tianjizi's previous practice of Taoism is very different from the current practice of Taoism. Tianjizi takes a very long time to correct it, but it changes the current Taoism.

Master Fengchen smiled without any worries. Fengchenzi himself is a lonely practitioner in the mountains and fields. If it weren't for Zhang Daoran's appearance, it would be difficult for Master Fengchenzi to enter the Tao, but he had a lifespan of the same as that of ordinary people.

Now Taoist Master Fengchen has the cultivation level of the Yang Shen Three Transformations, and has a lifespan of hundreds of years. Tianjizi only wants to practice Taoism in peace. If it weren’t for Zhang Daoran’s guidance to Zhao Yingxiong to become a disciple, Taoist Master Fengchenzi would not have the desire to accept disciples.

"Taste, this is your Master Fengchen, come and pay homage."

Zhang Daoran pointed to the tasting: "This kid is just like Zhao Yingxiong, both of them are the same. However, compared to Zhao Yingxiong, the fate of tasting has more twists and turns, and his mind is more mature, so it is not difficult to train."

"Disciple tastes it and pay homage to my uncle!"

Unlike his master who just bowed and bowed, he knelt on his knees and bowed three times.

Master Fengchen stroked his beard: "Get up, I live in the island in the middle of the lake. I am the same as your master. Fengchen and the Three Pure Contemporary View are not different from each other. There is no need for such a big worship in the future, and your master will not have so many rules."

Tasting up, looking at Taoist Master Fengchen, his original prejudice disappeared. Zhao Yingxiong seemed to have escaped from hell, trying to escape from here. Tasting originally thought Taoist Master Fengchen was a fierce and unreasonable person.

Now it seems that Taoist Master Fengchen is like an amiable old man. He appreciates Taoist Master Fengchen and has more respect for Taoist Master Yu and more disagrees with Zhao Yingxiong. He has a sarcasm in his heart: "That fool, the island in the middle of the lake is like a god. You can obtain the Taoist Dharma of immortality here, but that fool still wants to escape here."

"Real uncle, please have tea..."

He was chatting and talking, introducing Tianjizi and Taoist Master Fengchen to know an old acquaintance that Zhang Daoran knew, Chu Yimeng's grandfather, Master Chu, brought a few bowls of water to the stone table. He was very respectful and placed a few bowls on the stone table. Master Chu stood respectfully behind Master Fengchen.

"Haha..." Zhang Daoran picked up the bowl and smiled slightly: "Brother Chu is so lucky... It is your blessing to be able to join the disciples of fellow Taoist Fengchen."

"Tianhe is just a registered disciple of my father. If I am lucky enough to enter the Tao, I will accept him as my disciple."

Mr. Chu’s real name is Chu Tianhe, not the Sanqingguan Sect. Master Fengchen did not name Chu Tianhe according to his seniority.

"This is a good motivation method." Zhang Daoran looked at Chu Tianhe and pondered slightly: "Well, since I am a disciple of Huxin Island, your spiritual vein has been opened. I will give you an opportunity."

With a wave of his hand, a purple light penetrated the head of Chu Tianhe: "You are like my disciples who practice it, and it is difficult to open the spiritual veins. I have spent several years and tried all kinds of methods. Now I have finally found traces of entering the Tao. If you follow the steps of Yijing, you may have the opportunity to enter the Tao. If you have nothing to do on weekdays, you can go to Sanqing Temple to find your senior brother Yijing and ask for some questions about the Tao."

Chu Tianhe's face was filled with joy, and what appeared in his mind was a method of refining meridians, practicing, and entering the Tao that combines with palm techniques, which was very mysterious.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Chu Tianhe was very grateful. His granddaughter joined Zhang Daoran's disciple again. Chu Tianhe admired the Three Qing Temples.

Zhang Daoran raised his head lightly and played with the stones in his hand. The stones in his hand were originally just ordinary stones, but suddenly purple light appeared on the stones. They were originally smooth, but the stones the size of a palm instantly crisscrossed purple air, forming a large net, wrapping the entire stone.

The stone in Zhang Daoran's hand floated up and fell in front of his taste: "This is the general map of the formation in the lake island. With this general map of the formation, you can walk in the formation as you wish, the formation changes, and the way you want... In addition, I will give you another magical power, you go to the northeast and rescue Zhao Yingxiong..."
Chapter completed!