"Well..."

A beam of energy helped Ge Dashun stand up: "You and I have no relationship between master and disciple, only the love of preaching and incense."

Ge Dashun, the leader of the Northwest Dao Sect, became a lonely old man after the Dao was wiped out.

Originally, they were strangers to each other. They only had a relationship when they listened to a sermon in Kunlun Holy Land. Zhang Qingyun remembered the appearance of everyone, including Ge Dashun. By chance, he successfully entered Taoism after listening to the sermon.

One of the people.

Since you were a Taoist in your previous life and had no one to rely on because of me, in this life I will guide you to my new path and give you the opportunity to enlighten and become an immortal.

"yes..."

I don't know if Ge Dashun doesn't understand what it means to lose this opportunity, or if he doesn't care at all: "Although it is just a matter of preaching, the Taoist Master is still my master."

"It's up to you..."

Zhang Qingyun stretched out his finger, and a colorless light penetrated Ge Dashun's eyebrows: "This is the basic practice method. Please practice according to this method in the future."

"Then can I still go down the mountain?"

Ge Dashun had some expectations.

"You can come if you want to come, and leave if you want to. If you have the right in your heart, stay, if you don't have the right in your heart, go..."

It's all up to chance, I won't force it.

"There are still some things that I haven't brought to my disciple's home at the foot of the mountain..."

Zhang Qingyun nodded.

In the early morning of the next day, Ge Dashun opened his eyes from the practice, and his eyes were filled with light. Although he had not yet entered the Tao, he had gained certain benefits.

"Take this talisman and seal it. When you get to the bottom of the mountain, if you want to bring it back, just bring it back."

Taking the jade talisman and seal into his hand, he instantly knew how to use the spell. Ge Dashun opened his mouth, bowed his head, turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Dashun...you came down from the mountain?"

As soon as I returned to the village, a villager came up and asked: "Dashun, what did you see on the mountain? Did you see the Taoist priest?"

Dashun's mind was a little confused. He had reached the top of the mountain, reached the Taoist temple, and met the Taoist priest, and was able to follow the Taoist practice. He even saw the various expressions of the people in the village before they left.

"Well..."

Ge Dashun actually didn't want to say anything more: "I just came down to take a look and take some things with me. I'm going to go up the mountain to practice Taoism..."

"Go down the mountain and bring something back?"

Ge Dashun's family has only four walls. It is typical that one person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry. What else does his family have?

How many kilograms of grain?

"Hey... Dashun, how did you enter the Taoist temple? Why did we go back home after wandering around the mountain?"

Everyone has this kind of doubt.

Ge Dashun said: "The Taoist Master also said that if you are destined to take this road, you will not enter this door if you are not destined. You have no destiny with the Taoist Master, so you cannot reach the Taoist temple."

So mysterious?

Everyone was even more curious.

When Ge Dashun returned home, he saw the small house with four bare walls and the vegetable garden without nostalgia... He opened the door and entered the room. There was a photo in the room, which was a photo of a young woman of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"I've been watching it for forty years, thinking about it for forty years..."

Ge Dashun picked up the lighter and lit the photo: "Let the past disappear. Others may not care about what I care about. If others don't care, let me care about it..."

"Uncle Dashun..."

Ge Dashun brought nothing with him. He came with empty hands and left with empty hands. The villagers were wondering what Ge Dashun was going to do when he went down the mountain to go home this time.

Da Zhen and his wife Xiao Fen came to the crowd and said: "Uncle Dashun, we really didn't know the day you went up the mountain. We originally thought we would go to the mountain to thank the Taoist priest..."

"Well..."

Ge Dashun responded calmly: "If you are willing to follow, just follow. If you have a chance, enter the Taoist temple. If you don't have a chance, don't force it."

Ge Dashun walked in front, followed by Da Zhen and his wife, and behind them were some villagers.

They started to climb the mountain. Ge Dashun started to climb the mountain and saw a winding path. However, the people around him seemed to be walking in the weeds, waving their hands to move forward.

Ge Dashun knew it in his heart: "You have to take this road if you are destined to do so, so it is like this... If you are not destined, there is no way..."

Ge Dashun hurried up the mountain and soon reached the halfway point.

Turning around and looking back, I saw people behind me still milling around at the foot of the mountain.

Even because of the Taoist priest, Da Zhen and his wife, who had recovered their health, were wandering around halfway up the mountain.

"No chance means no chance. You can't force it..."

Ge Dashun entered the Taoist temple and told what happened at the foot of the mountain. Zhang Qingyun smiled and said: "You are destined to be with them. It is fitting that you should preach here..."

"What did you bring back when you went down the mountain?"

Zhang Qingyun asked curiously.

Ge Dashun smiled slightly: "This disciple came down the mountain and brought his heart back..."

Bringing back his heart... Zhang Qingyun smiled and said: "You are not far away from enlightenment..."

Zhang Qingyun's mind returned to his original form, leaving his clone behind.

"The pressure of heaven and earth has been reduced again..."

This feeling can be felt very intuitively. Zhang Qingyun, who was very relaxed, walked to the gate, opened the gate of the Taoist temple, and saw many people on the street.

"Today is not the weekend, why are there so many people?"

The most popular time for pedestrians on the pedestrian street is Saturday night. Just like the current situation, there are huge crowds of people.

There are usually a lot of people there, but definitely not this many.

Looking at everything with an ordinary mentality, Zhang Qingyun looked inside, but saw loneliness.

"I heard that there is a strange man here who can make cripples walk and turn their feet into normal people. In other words, he can cure many diseases. These people come here specifically to find people. No, that's it.

I’ve been stuck in front of this unmanned store.”

Hearing the discussion around him, Zhang Qingyun suddenly realized: "How long has it been? It shouldn't be... the reaction speed of netizens is too slow..."

Is this thing just fermenting now?

"However, after arriving here, people discovered that the original Zhengxintang was gone, but was occupied by this unmanned store."

"The people have been replaced. It's not good for them to be stuck here..."

"That's it, isn't it because someone wants to know the whereabouts of the owner of Zhengxintang from the mouth of the owner of the unmanned store?"

"Maybe before, he deliberately confused people and didn't let people know his true identity, so he said this store belonged to him?"

"Hurry up, I'm still waiting to buy something... I'm embarrassed that so many people are watching."

In the midst of the discussion, someone from the front suddenly shouted: "Hey, hey...it's coming out...it's coming out..."

While everyone was watching, Yu Wenjian walked out in a swaggering manner. He was wearing sunglasses, a bald head, and casual clothes. He was very capable. It would be hard to tell if you didn't look carefully. He was an old man who was almost seventy years old.

Yu Wenjian ignored it and walked straight out: "Come on, come on, let me go, let me go...borrow the light, borrow the light..."

"This big brother..."

An old man grabbed Yu Wenjian: "What do you mean by taking over this store...Where is the previous owner of Zhengxintang?"

Yu Wenjian didn't panic even after being pulled back.

He now has a shaved beard and long hair, and his image has completely changed. It is estimated that even if his grandchildren see him, they will not recognize that this is their grandfather...

Well, even if he is his biological son, he may not recognize him.

Yu Wenjian is very confident about this: "I am the one who delivers the goods. Brother, you have found the wrong person. I just help distribute the goods and pull them over to load. How do I know that the boss is not the boss?"

Yu Wenjian was arguing when his eyes suddenly changed.

In the haze, Yu Wenjian discovered that there were many big characters on these people's foreheads, and he could see them clearly. His eyes were like transparent, and he could see each person's specific meridians and acupuncture points, as well as all the major organs of the body.

The color represented...

Yu Wenjian shook his head, and unknowingly, he squeezed out of the crowd.

But behind him, the crowd was still chasing after him. Yu Wenjian felt like he was in a dream: "This feeling is really uncomfortable..."

When you turn your head, you can see everyone's destiny, everyone's good or bad luck.

"I'm not a Taoist. It must be an illusion! Am I being controlled? Have my brain structure been forcibly modified?"

Yu Wenjian was running and thinking in a panic: "It is rumored that if aliens capture people on Earth, they will implant a chip in the brains of people on Earth to control every move of people on Earth..."

"Am I becoming an alien puppet?"

Although he has never seen aliens, this does not prevent him from imagining them.

Puppet... Yu Wenjian was horrified: "Don't control me to do bad things!"

"Restrain it!"

As Yu Wenjian ran, the strange feeling disappeared...

There was deathly silence all around, as if it was coming from a hallucination to reality.
Chapter completed!