"My father-in-law..."

After Zhang Daoyi and three others left, Zhang Qingyun covered his forehead and moaned feebly: "You should have sent my wife over here..."

The father-in-law has a husband, but the daughter-in-law does not yet have one.

"Pindao's bed is still cold."

Before she could enjoy the tenderness, she began to take on responsibilities. Before she could take the title of daughter-in-law, she began to fulfill her obligations as a son-in-law: "I should be the most unworthy 'son-in-law' in the world."

I didn't get anything good, but I got a lot of bad luck.

The most important thing is: "A poor person cannot argue."

Arriving at the vegetable garden, Zhang Qingyun took a hoe and began to tidy up the vegetable garden: "It's hard to calm down, so I'll just camp for the time being."

Do some work to distract yourself from the depression.

"Woman, you have deceived me."

What is the woman in black robe doing?

Transformed into his appearance and kidnapped Zhao Ningli...

Zhang Qingyun now begins to wonder whether the woman in black robe, Qiao Yan, Ma Lingyu and Yu He, all appeared in his face and deceived these three women using the same method?

Do they trust me so much?

Go ahead and hoe the ground, don't think too much. The Taoist heart is full of dissatisfaction, and the cultivation of Taoism has been affected.

Just after some hoeing, there was a knock on the door of the Taoist temple.

Zhang Qingyun paused and looked towards the gate of the Taoist temple. Several Taoist priests were adjusting their robes and waiting for the gate to open.

"Just say you can't come. No one comes all year round. If someone comes, just form a group and come."

Is it cheaper to organize a group?

It seems that many activities can be organized in the name of a group to get discounts.

"You want to form a group when you come to Taoist Temple?"

Too lazy to open the door again, Zhang Qingyun thought and opened the door of the Taoist temple: "You can do whatever you want. I am a poor Taoist, and I am not in the mood to help you answer your questions."

These Taoist priests are not very familiar.

When I was preaching, I had a quick glance under the platform, and I still have an impression.

Lin Yaofeng and others are waiting in front of the Taoist temple.

Since Kunlun returned, before their bodies were warm and cold, they heard a news spread in the Taoist sect.

Master Qingyun has returned to Qingyun Temple.

As a result, a few people went straight to the Magic City without stopping.

When they thought about Kunlun, when they were listening to the sermon, Master Qingyun preached, and there were many mysterious manifestations, which made them gain a lot. When they thought about how they would see Master Qingyun soon, Lin Yaofeng and others were inexplicably excited and became even more cautious.

.

This is the big boss of the Taoist sect. Now many fellow Taoists in the Taoist sect say that the name of the Master can no longer satisfy the glory Master Qingyun has brought to the Taoist sect.

It should be named Tao Ancestor!

I believe that soon, the title of Daozu will replace the honorific title of Master.

The door suddenly opened, and Lin Yaofeng and others subconsciously bowed their heads and saluted: "See you..."

As soon as the words of greeting came out, the sound suddenly stopped. There was not a single figure behind the door. Several people looked at each other and were stunned for a while, but no one showed up.

"Master Qingyun has great magical powers. He can control even a grain of dust in the entire Taoist temple. By controlling the gate of the Taoist temple to open, he must know that we are coming."

Lin Yaofeng took a deep breath: "The Master opened the door, which means we can go in. Let's go in and take a look."

Several people entered the Taoist temple. The Taoist temple is actually very ordinary. The Taoist temple is divided into two courtyards, the front and rear. The front courtyard is relatively small, with only three or four rooms.

On the west side of the front yard, there is a door that leads directly to the backyard.

The backyard is relatively large, with rooms on the east, west, north and west, a toilet in the southwest corner, and a vegetable garden in the northwest corner.

In the vegetable garden, they saw Master Qingyun taking care of the vegetable garden.

After a few people hesitated, Lin Yaofeng nodded at them and walked over.

After bowing, Lin Yaofeng and the four of them bowed respectfully: "Disciple pays homage to the Master!"

After listening to Zhang Qingyun's sermon, one is considered to be half of Zhang Qingyun's disciples. The four Lin Yaofeng's behavior represents an attitude and respect for the preacher.

Zhang Qingyun stopped hoeing the ground, raised his head and glanced at the four of them: "Well, I am taking care of the vegetable garden, you can do as you like."

The meaning of this sentence is very obvious. I have no time or mood to talk or preach. If you like it, just stay. If you don't like it, just leave.

Who among the capable people has no temper at all?

Lin Yaofeng and others smiled slightly but remained silent.

When you come to Qingyun Temple, a fool will leave voluntarily as long as you don't get thrown out.

The four of them just stood by the vegetable garden, watching Zhang Qingyun hoeing the ground.

"Kaka..."

The sound of the hoe hitting the ground when weeding is very regular. Zhang Qingyun is like a farmer, with skillful movements and standard posture. It is obvious that he has done this kind of work a lot.

In fact, as a Taoist disciple, we all have to do manual labor, growing vegetables and grain, which is a very common thing.

Lin Yaofeng's expression suddenly changed. He knelt down and carefully watched Zhang Qingyun hoeing the grass sprouts that had just sprouted in the vegetable garden.

Zhang Qingyun raised the hoe, and Lin Yaofeng's eyes followed the hoe, raising his head slightly. When the hoe fell, Lin Yaofeng's eyes moved his head, and he paused slightly.

This movement, this frequency, changes with the change of the hoe in Zhang Qingyun's hand.

Suddenly, a look of joy appeared on Lin Yaofeng's face, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled broadly: "I understand, I understand..."

Lin Yaofeng stood up suddenly and bowed his head: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"

Lin Yaofeng turned around and left, not even caring about his companions. As he walked, Lin Yaofeng laughed: "In a moment of life and death, reincarnation occurs year after year. I am the one born in the palm of my hand, and I do everything in my heart... So that's it, that's it...

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Zhang Qingyun paused for a moment without raising his head, and then continued to hoe the ground. In fact, his eyes were a little confused: "What has this fellow Taoist realized?"

Pindao is just ordinary hoeing. There are no rules, no rules, and no Taoist rhyme mixed in. Logically speaking, it is impossible to bring others the opportunity to enlighten...

The three middle-aged Taoist priests who came with Lin Yaofeng also looked confused: "What did fellow Taoist Lin realize?"

Some surprises, some surprises, and deep envy.

They were all watching Master Qingyun hoeing the ground, why didn't they realize any truth?

The remaining three middle-aged Taoist priests looked at each other in confusion. Lin Yaofeng realized the truth. How could they go back empty-handed and get nothing?

Isn't it shameful that the people who came with us came back enlightened and returned, but they gained nothing but confusion?

As a result, the three middle-aged Taoist priests squatted on the ground at the same time.

Just now, Lin Yaofeng was looking at Master Qingyun's hoe and realized some great ways... They planned to give it a try.

Zhang Qingyun looked at the three people in surprise and shook his head slightly.

As the saying goes, if three people chew one steamed bun, it will taste delicious and disgusting.

The same principle, the same thing, if one person sees a pattern in one place, and when others see the pattern again, they can only follow the first person's prompts and instinctively think that it is a pattern.

No more innovation.

In other words, the first person realized the Tao on a hoe, and the others who wanted to imitate it could only be specious and completely unable to understand the first person's artistic conception.

"Enlighten it and see what truth you can come up with."

Understand the distance of each hoe, the strength of each hoe, and the depth of each hoe?

As a weeder, Zhang Qingyun felt that there was no great path hidden in his weeding.

"Aha..."

After half an hour, a middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly stood up and bowed his head: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

The middle-aged Taoist priest also turned around and walked away, laughing as he walked: "Haha, three points of strength and seven points of Tao, one is low and one is high. The state of enlightenment depends on the heart, and it is difficult to say that I am free."

Zhang Qingyun raised his head in astonishment, had he really understood?

These people are so enlightened!

Worse than a poor man!

Zhang Qingyun was really envious. Then, Zhang Qingyun asked himself: "Just now, did I convey the artistic conception?"

What mood is conveyed?

Must I have accidentally revealed my Taoist charm?

Otherwise, how did others achieve enlightenment?

The remaining two middle-aged Taoist priests looked at each other again, with some shock and disbelief in their eyes: "Fellow Taoist Zhu, what have you realized again?"
To be continued...