"Zhang Zhenren... Long time no see, you are not seeing the years that make people grow old, but your style remains the same..."

Before eight o'clock, Li He and his family came to Sanqing Temple. As soon as they entered Sanqing Temple, Li He looked at the old peach tree habitually. When he saw Zhang Daoran, Li He looked happy: "I have seen all Taoist priests..."

Li He greeted the Taoist priest of Sanqingguan and pushed his wife Zhang Huilan and son Li Dadao.

Zhang Huilan understood Li He's intention and bowed to Li Dadao: "Greetings to Taoist priest..."

After experiencing the technique of descending the head of the head, Zhang Huilan has always been awe and grateful to the island in Huxin. Li Dadao looked at everything in the Sanqing Temple curiously. He was still young, only three or four years old, and did not understand the worldly ways.

But Li Dao was full of curiosity about Sanqingguan: "Mom, the clothes they wore are so strange, they all had long hair..."

Zhang Huilan's face changed and she quickly winked at her son: "These Taoist priests are all practitioners, you will understand when you grow up..."

Fearing that his son would talk nonsense again, Zhang Huilan took Li Dadao to the temple.

Li He felt that everyone was a little strange, looked at everyone, looked at the old peach tree in fear, and did not dare to go forward: "Real person, do you have to cloth porridge today?"

"Li He, the business is big, and he can talk too..."

Zhang Daoran glanced at Li He: "Don't worry, as long as you don't steal peaches, Yiming won't do anything to you."

While speaking, Zhang Daoran looked at the temple intentionally or unintentionally: "Have your son changed his name yet?"

Li He was a little embarrassed: "It should be done when you go back... it should be changed when you go back..."

The name Li Dadao was at the beginning. In order for his son to be able to have a fate with the Three Qing Temples, Li He gave this name. However, as his son got older, he reached the age of school. Every time his son came back, he would cry.

Compared with other children, the name is either powerful and domineering or very literary. Only his son is named Li Dadao. The son cried and said it several times, but he was ridiculed by his classmates because of this name.

"If the name does not change, there will be natural disasters..."

Zhang Daoran said lightly.

Li He was startled: "Real person, so serious?"

Zhang Daoran did not answer, but just nodded. Dadao, a mere mortal body, even a practitioner, would not dare to give such a name. Even if Dadao is so powerful that he does not care about Li Dadao, the laws evolve and the rules are condensed, and Li Dadao will be in trouble and may even have life worries.

"So, what about changing the name?"

Li He was really scared. Zhang Daoran rarely took the initiative to look at others' photos, but once Zhang Daoran looked at others' photos, he would definitely be accurate. Zhang Daoran said that if he did not change his name, there would be natural disasters. Although it was not explained, it was definitely not a trivial matter.

"After changing your name, your life will be smooth."

Li He then breathed a sigh of relief: "Real person, please give me a name..."

Zhang Daoran shook his head: "Take the cause and effect, you will solve it yourself, and your destiny will return. I will not interfere..."

"Real person, I always feel something is wrong recently. I actually had a few days when my memory was broken. A few days ago, I had no memory for four days..."

Li He looked at his wife and son who entered the temple and whispered: "I thought I was pretending, but it happened that she returned to her parents' home those days. This is not tolerant to me..."

Li He swallowed: "Can I bet it that I hit the evil?"

Zhang Daoran knew what was going on, and Tianjizi erased Li He’s memories of the past few days.

Tianjizi's cultivation level cannot be separated from Li He's memory of the Blood Demon, and the memory of his daily life can be distinguished and erased, so Li He has this kind of doubt.

Zhang Daoran's thoughts moved, Li He was stunned, his face became strange: "It's really strange. I just told the real person about this. The memories of the past few days have come back... Could it be that I really hit Xie, and when I came here Xie Mei was afraid of running away?"

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Li He, go and make a wish..."

Zhang Daoran didn't want to talk much, and Li He was dejected and went to the temple.

Sanqing Temple fell into silence again. After a while, a voice came from the Sanqing Temple's door: "Whose disciple is the Taoist priest? Wasn't it here before?"

"I appreciate the appraisal of Zhenren Zhang, disciple of Tianji, and several lay Buddhists, please come in..."

Taste the Li Yue'e, who lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, but her eyes were facing Li Yue'e in front of the door.

Tianjizi's face shook and murmured: "A grievance..."

Li Yue'e still came to the Sanqing Temple, but he nodded lightly to the tasting, and then entered the Sanqing Temple. Li Daguo and his wife and Li Yue'e entered the Sanqing Temple. Li Yue'e suddenly stopped moving, looked at Zhang Daoran, and was slightly stunned. Then he followed Li Daguo and Sanqing Temple several Taoist priests to go to the temple after seeing the ceremony.

Master Fengchen felt strange about Li Yue'e's abnormality, and Tianjizi's face became strange.

The woman my disciple likes, shouldn’t he like the master?

"have a bee in one's bonnet!"

As soon as this thought came out, a thunderous sound rang out in the sea of ​​consciousness: "I met her once. She didn't know her identity as a teacher. Now she was surprised when she saw her."

Tianjizi's mind trembled and his face became more cautious.

As for the master, it seems that it is better not to think about things that are random. The master has great magical powers, and the master will know what I think in my mind at the first time.

The Sanqing Temple has been deserted for several years and has become lively today.

There was a constant stream of people. In just half an hour, dozens of people came here to pray for blessings and wishes. Zhang Daoran glanced at Tianjizi: "You go to the temple and entertain these pilgrims for your teacher..."

Tianjizi understood that there would be many rules for ceremonializing God to make wishes. Now the body hall is filled with people. If someone accidentally blasphemed the gods or blasphemed the ancestors, they must bear the cause and effect.

Tianjizi stood up and went to the temple, squeezed for a while but couldn't squeeze in. Zhang Daoran sighed and waved his sleeves, Tianjizi appeared in the temple.

The originally bustling and noisy temple immediately calmed down.

"Real person!"

It was quiet in front of the Sanqing Temple, and there was no sound coming from the tasting. A person had already entered the Sanqing Temple. Zhang Daoran raised his eyelids faintly and glanced at the Sanqing Temple gate. Tasting was like a loss of soul and absent eyes, looking at the direction of the temple without blinking. Zhang Daoran sighed in his heart: "Love at first sight is not love, and fate is not destined to be a lifetime."

"Big Niu, have you seen through it?"

Zhang Daoran raised his head and suddenly said.

The person who came was Li Daniu. Some time ago, Li Daniu's parents Bu Xing died. Li Daniu went home to attend the funeral and never returned to the provincial capital. Looking at Li Daniu, Zhang Daoran felt very moved: "When I first came to this world, I changed Daniu's fate. It was just a forced change of fate. Daniu is not a person who practices Taoism. His fate trajectory deviates again and returns to his original track..."

"I understand..."

Li Daniu smiled bitterly: "I thought this world was an equal world. Unexpectedly, in such an open world, there are still equals and so-called "nobles". I... after all, I am the son of a farmer, so I'd better come back to be a farmer..."

"This may not be a bad thing..."
Chapter completed!