After taking back the fishing rod, Zhang Qingyun looked calm.

"Wang Zi's talent is much higher than Zhao Qi's."

Zhao Qi still hasn't found the sense of Qi until now. Wang Zi, under the guidance of his true energy, has been able to operate the technique.

This is the gap in qualifications: "The witch-blood physique is indeed extraordinary, but it is a pity that it is feasible to practice the simplified version of the exercises, but the Taoist exercises and Wang Zi's talent are still not enough..."

"There is no rush to accept a disciple."

Recruiting a disciple is not that simple, Zhang Qingyun only recently came up with such an idea.

Recruiting a disciple depends not only on fate, but also on qualifications.

Don’t you see, a saint also depends on fate when accepting disciples, and he only accepts a few disciples.

Is it because the saint cannot train disciples?

no.

To recruit a disciple, talent, perseverance, and fate are all indispensable. To put it bluntly, it means that one's own way can be passed on. To accept a disciple, you need to find a person who is consistent with your own way.

The main purpose of recruiting disciples is to have successors in your inheritance and to be able to excel.

"Education without distinction cannot last forever."

Then Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes and started practicing. The next morning, he absorbed the purple energy from the east. He habitually grabbed the cat spirit and threw it aside. He transformed into a clone and cooked while Zhang Qingyun went to do his morning homework.

Just after finishing morning classes, clone No. 1 came over, "Fellow Taoist, it's hard for a good woman to make a meal without rice. There is no food and drink in the Taoist temple, only some sea fish..."

The vegetable garden is empty, and condiments such as soy sauce and vinegar are gone.

Clone No. 1 is very good at cooking. Without these condiments and ingredients, there is no way to cook a meal.

Zhang Qingyun tidied up his Taoist robes and went out. As soon as he left the door, he saw the divine man Zhong Shiming sitting in front of the store. He was almost forgetful and muttered: "There is a white lotus in my heart, and I use God to speak. God is not the God of destiny, and destiny is chaotic. Not

The good cannot be understood, and it is not the Tao that is incomplete.”

This old man, if it was so easy to understand the instructions, would it still be called instructions?

"Slowly realize it. After approving your destiny, your destiny is yours and not mine."

Criticisms are something that people slowly comprehend in their lives. Very few people can understand them in advance.

Often, I only think of criticism after the incident, and by this time it is already too late.

Only a few people can understand its meaning and can change their destiny.

Zhong Shiming is obviously not that smart and cannot figure it out in advance.

Walking out of the pedestrian street, Zhang Qingyun, who had not been out in person for a long time, felt like he was in another world.

Pedestrians were in a hurry, their faces numb. There were only old men and old ladies, chatting and laughing, either exercising or taking a walk: "Young people's lives are not as good as those of the old."

On the side of the road, a young man was sitting in a car with the window open, talking on the phone: "Urgent, urgent, urgent...it's like I'm urging you all day long, am I trying to find a way?"

"Who are you mocking? You are taking care of your children at home, while I am also working hard outside? The monthly car loan and house payment are so heavy that I can hardly breathe, and you still mock me like this? Who can understand me?"

Zhang Qingyun walked by the car and saw the man trying his best to suppress his despair and almost collapsed.

"Why..."

Zhang Qingyun sighed, who in the world has it easy?

When he arrived at the vegetable market, having not been there for more than half a year, Zhang Qingyun found that several new faces appeared, and the familiar faces were not here.

"Taoist Priest, long time no see."

This is an old man, over 70 years old, not a local, but has been selling vegetables here for 30 years.

When I was a child, I followed the master and often bought his vegetables. Later, Zhang Qingyun also often bought his vegetables and became familiar with them: "I recently planted some vegetables in the Taoist temple."

The old man was a little busy and weighed the vegetables. Zhang Qingyun took them into a condiment store and bought soy sauce, vinegar and other seasonings, as well as a lot of vegetable seeds.

Entering the pedestrian street, the street east of the Taoist Temple was crowded with people, and police cordoned off the street.

"Hey...why don't you keep a close eye on such a small child? How can he still survive after falling from such a high building?"

"Poor child..."

Before he even got close, someone sighed softly.

Zhang Qingyun looked inside and saw two children, a boy of four or five years old and a girl of just over one year old, lying on the ground, no longer breathing.

Obviously, it fell from a high altitude.

"My child..."

At this time, a man and a woman rushed out of the community, pushed away the crowd, and cried bitterly while holding the bodies of the two children.

The man was really crying, but the woman's eyes were dull and a little scared.

Frowning slightly, Zhang Qingyun noticed something was wrong.

Even with the police around, Zhang Qingyun didn't take it seriously and was about to leave. Watching the fun, Zhang Qingyun didn't have this habit. However, Zhang Qingyun's eyes narrowed. The moment the two children were picked up, a boy was found under the bodies.

The soul, and the soul of a girl, sat up from the ground.

The boy's soul was full of confusion and a little fear. Looking at the boy crying holding his body, he seemed not to know that he was dead: "Dad, why did you throw me and my sister down..."

His heart was shocked. Looking at the soul of the girl who was crying with her mouth depressed, Zhang Qingyun was awestruck: "Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. These two children were thrown away by their biological parents?!"

What a cruel heart!

Look at the man crying again. Is this regret or fear?

Look at the woman again, her eyes are still lifeless, holding the girl's body, she is obviously afraid, not sad.

Opening the eyes of the sky, the light in front of him was dazzling, and finally it became a point, turned into seeds and fell on the back of the man and woman's heads. A black light pillar rose into the sky, already more than ten meters: "Tiger poison protects its children, animals still know."

"Abandoned by my own hands, just for the sake of my second wife, my heart is broken, and I will not hesitate to die... The way of heaven is clear, and my soul will be destroyed..."

This man really threw his own children off a tall building with his own hands!

What a cruel heart!

Looking at the woman again, the same black beam of light exceeded ten meters: "If you are cruel and vicious, you will bewitch your husband. If you kill your son and daughter, your soul will be killed."

"Trapped his soul, sent to hell, unable to reincarnate, reborn as an animal..."

Men, how worthless they are, are tempted by their step-wives to kill their own children.

And this woman is so vicious...

Secretly, he made a seal with one hand, and the talisman fell on the two people: "After you are executed, I will take your souls..."

The ambulance took away the bodies of the two children, and the police also discovered the clues about the boy and the girl and took them back.

The crowd slowly dispersed, but on the street, two souls, one big and one small, were at a loss: "Dad, take us away..."

Unfortunately, their calls went unanswered, and the little girl burst into tears.

Glancing at the sun above his head, Zhang Qingyun sighed: "Without the black and white impermanence that locks life, the little yang energy you have in your body will be gone. If you are exposed to the sun, your soul will be gone..."

"Your parents will be punished, but you are innocent."

"Hey... The misfortune in this life is due to the past lives. Some of our ancestors must have committed evil..."

This is the burden. Forefathers committed sins, and descendants will bear the consequences: "That's all, I have seen how your ancestors committed sins, but you are still innocent."

With a thought, bursts of suction came from the cathode purgatory formation in the Taoist temple, sucking two souls into it.

"It's pitiful... pitiful, at such a young age..."

In front of the Taoist temple, Zhong Shiming stroked his beard and sighed. Looking at his appearance, he seemed to have a feeling of sadness and nostalgia.

This old guy really has some compassion, and this is not a lie.

After all, two young lives.

However, Zhang Qingyun saw that when Zhong Shiming was "sadly remembering", his eyes looked at him with his peripheral vision: "This old man obviously wants me to see his good side."

"Taoist priest..."

As soon as Zhang Qingyun arrived in front of the Taoist temple, Zhong Shiming stopped pretending and walked over with a smile on his face: "Taoist Master Qingyun..."

That look, that tone, the conditioned reflection in Zhang Qingyun's mind reflected the depressed and excited look of the monk in Journey to the West when he went to find the rat spirit...

I felt a chill in my heart, this old man was so arrogant.

Zhang Qingyun opened the door of the Taoist temple, walked in, and closed the door without turning around.

"Snapped..."

Zhong Shiming, who wanted to follow him into the Taoist temple, almost got his nose squeezed: "Taoist priest, you are so kind and compassionate, please help the old man, what do those words mean..."

Great mercy?
Chapter completed!