The sound of the flute suddenly changed, and the originally ethereal artistic conception of fairyland became cheerful.

Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes and listened carefully. His mood suddenly brightened, forgetting all worries and unhappiness. In his mind, it was like birds singing and animals playing.

"Um?"

This was already somewhat contradictory, and Zhang Qingyun was suddenly shocked.

The singing of birds can be said to be normal, but the play of animals, forgetting the racial and blood separation, and the absence of killing are a bit abnormal.

When I opened my eyes, the sound of the flute was silent.

Not far from Zhang Qingyun, the woman in black robe and hat was sitting quietly on a stone.

The black gauze is light and thin, but you can't see through it and see the woman's face.

The black robe is so fat that it is impossible to judge the woman's figure.

There was no aura fluctuation in the woman's body, and no energy was dissipated, just like an ordinary person. However, the flute sound just now was not something that an ordinary person could play.

The sound of the flute is mixed with Taoist rhyme.

The so-called Tao Yun is the expression of the practitioner's own feelings to form a Tao that can be understood by others, which is Tao Yun.

This woman expressed her own way through the sound of the flute.

Zhang Qingyun stood up: "Thank you very much!"

The black gauze on the woman's bamboo hat flickered, she seemed to be looking at Zhang Qingyun, and then stopped moving.

Smiling slightly, politely but awkwardly, Zhang Qingyun sat down again and stopped talking to the woman. He closed his eyes and meditated on the talisman. But Zhang Qingyun always paid attention to this woman with a trace of his mind.

You can't be defensive about others, especially when the person is still invisible.

As a stranger, you should be more careful.

If he didn't take precautions, if this woman was hostile and suddenly took action, Zhang Qingyun would have no choice but to wait for death.

Time passed by in a flash, the sun rose and the purple energy came from the east. The woman seemed to have never existed in the first place. She suddenly disappeared under Zhang Qingyun's attention.

With a chill in his heart, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes: "So powerful!"

Disappear directly, without any energy fluctuations, without the breath of time and air, this kind of cultivation...

This is the first time since Zhang Qingyun started practicing Taoism that he encountered a practitioner who could not see through his cultivation and was so mysterious: "Who is this?"

After getting up, Zhang Qingyun left the valley, but there was no trace of the woman in black.

Suppressing the ripples in his heart, Zhang Qingyun identified the direction and continued walking forward.

For more than ten days in a row, Zhang Qingyun traveled through the mountains and forests.

"The river cuts across the river, blocking the way..."

Ahead, a wide river lay in front of him. This was the first time Zhang Qingyun had seen such a wide river. He couldn't help but stop and stand by the river, feeling the vastness of the wide river.

Standing with his hands behind his hands, Zhang Qingyun's heart seemed to be constantly rolling with the flow of the river.

"There is still too little ink in my stomach. When I saw the river surface with such majestic waves, I wanted to express my feelings, but I couldn't form a single word..."

Sitting cross-legged, Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes and thought carefully.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Qingyun felt someone approaching. When he opened his eyes, he saw a young Taoist priest of seventeen or eighteen years old standing not far from him: "Fellow Taoist, you're awake."

The little Taoist priest's robe was very simple. Just like before, the robe was a little white after washing.

The little Taoist priest held a large teapot and some bread in his hand: "Do you want to cross the river, fellow Taoist?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded and said with a smile: "I want to cross the river."

"If fellow Taoists want to cross the river, they have to take a detour. The nearest bridge from here is more than a hundred miles away."

Although it is not desolate and there are people living here, there are very few villages. The transportation is not developed and not very convenient.

As a native, the young Taoist priest is very familiar with this place: "If you are in a hurry to cross the river, walk thirty-seven miles north. There is a small town with buses. But it is getting dark now, and the buses

It should have been shut down."

The little Taoist priest handed the kettle bread in his hand to Zhang Qingyun: "My fellow Taoist must be hungry. I still have some food here, so I'll make do with it."

This was an enthusiastic little Taoist priest. Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly and did not refuse this kind offer.

After taking the bread, it was not very big, only about the size of a palm. The water in the large tea cup was quite full. After Zhang Qingyun ate the bread and drank the water, he returned the tea cup to the little Taoist priest: "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

The little Taoist priest was very happy to have helped others. He took the tea cup and said: "You're welcome, you're welcome. My master once said that traveling around the world is the hardest time for fellow Taoists. If you encounter one, you can save yourself a meal. You must do it."

Help fellow comrades.”

No wonder the little Taoist priest has such a heart. It turns out that he has been taught by his elders.

I would rather save myself a meal and help others. This kind of heart is incomparable to ordinary people.

"Your master must be a Taoist master to teach a Taoist disciple with a simple heart like you."

Teaching by words and deeds may not necessarily lead to an outstanding disciple, but a person with good conduct will influence the people around him, and the people around him must also be people with good conduct.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together.

Normal people would be happy to be praised. But the little Taoist lowered his head, his face full of sadness.

As soon as his mind changed, Zhang Qingyun immediately understood what was going on.

At that time, he was younger than this little Taoist priest. After his master became an immortal, someone also praised him in this way. At that time, his heart would fluctuate, but when he thought of his emerging master, he couldn't be happy.

This situation lasted for at least two or three years.

Not surprisingly, the master of the little Taoist priest did not take long to become an immortal.

"It's already getting late, and it's not convenient for fellow Taoists to travel at night. So we'll go to our Jiangyunguan to rest for the night, and then we'll start our journey again tomorrow."

Zhang Qingyun did not shirk the invitation from the little Taoist priest.

He saw his own figure in this little Taoist priest, and he immediately became interested.

Jiangyun Temple is located three miles away from Zhang Qingyun's riverside, at the foot of a mountain. The Taoist temple is not big, with only four or five rooms and an area of ​​just over 200 square meters.

There is a cultivated field in front of the door, and the field is a paddy field.

The temperature here is suitable, much warmer than in the north.

"Huh?"

Zhang Qingyun paused, and saw a familiar figure on a stone not far from the Taoist temple.

The woman wearing a black robe and a hat.

The woman sat as straight as a mountain, motionless.

As the mountain breeze blew, the black gauze was veneered, revealing a face with oval seeds and a straight bridge of nose: "Fellow Taoist, is that your elder?"

The little Taoist priest shook his head: "This layman has been here for a few days. I brought tea and food to her, but she didn't respond. I don't know what this layman is going to do, and I haven't seen her eat or drink."

How many days without eating or drinking?

Isn’t this just inelegant?

It's not for losing weight anyway.

"This female lay practitioner is just sitting like this without moving. Isn't it difficult for you?"

This mysterious woman has a very high level of cultivation. The little Taoist priest is just an ordinary Taoist priest. If she embarrasses the little Taoist priest, she will definitely make him loveless.

This woman must have a purpose!

Maybe it's this little Taoist priest?

"This layman didn't make things difficult for me. My master said that if you are kind to others, you will gain a lot. If you are evil, you will commit sins throughout your life. If I don't offend others, how can others make things difficult for me?"

The little Taoist priest must admire his master very much. As soon as these great principles are explained, he directly refers to his master.

The little Taoist priest is still too naive. If there was no Shuiyun Palace in the world, Zhang Qingyun would agree with this sentence.

Now, after Zhang Qingyun saved those monks and Shuiyungong Master and Disciple, he no longer believed in this sentence. If he hadn't been strong in cultivation at that time, he might have been killed by those monks in the end.

People's hearts are changeable, good people are always good, and evil people are not good at all.

The so-called prodigal son returns, after all, only a very small number.

Entering the Taoist temple, the courtyard of the Taoist temple is not big. There is also a cow and a floor cart inside.

These are used for farming.

This made the yard even more crowded. The two houses were locked, and you could see through the windows that were missing a lot of glass that they were filled with food and sundries.

"Fellow Taoist, please sit down and rest, I'll go cook."

Although the Taoist temple is small and the Taoist priests are diligent, even though they are not very wealthy, they are not short of food and clothing. The accumulated food is proof.

The little Taoist took off the bacon from under the eaves, put it in a jar, took out the tofu and started cooking.

Not long after, the aroma of the food filled the air. Zhang Qingyun smiled and said, "My fellow Taoist is very good at his craftsmanship. The poor Taoist was attracted by the smell of the aroma."

"When the master took me in, I was already over 70 years old. When I got older, I started to learn to cook. Over the years, I have not achieved Taoism and Taoism, but I have gained a lot of experience in cooking."

The little Taoist priest is not very talkative.
To be continued...