"Uncle, why do he always wander in front of the Taoist temple gate?"

In the Taoist temple, after Bai Gui left, Zhang Xingdao, who had been practicing for a period of time, was extremely curious about it: "It is obvious that the door to the Taoist temple is open, why didn't he come in?"

"He wants to come in."

Zhang Qingyun held the Taoist scripture in one hand and said casually: "If you have fate, you can enter this door, but if you don't have fate, you don't know. If you have fate, you have fate, and if you don't have fate, you don't have fate."

Zhang Xingdao seems to understand but not understand. The word "destiny" is quite clever. If you have fate or not, isn't it just a matter of my uncle's thought?

"Little guy."

It seemed that Zhang Xingdao would think so, Zhang Qingyun touched his head: "You are wrong in understanding this. The gate of Taoist temple has always been opened, and I also gave him a chance. First of all, the contents of those Taoist scriptures are actually added together, which is about 10,000 words. If he has the intention toward Tao, he can actually take half an hour every day, at most two months to recite it..."

"Uncle, I used it for three days."

Zhang Xingdao is still extremely proud of this.

Zhang Qingyun did not refute that Zhang Xingdao's soul completion was much stronger than ordinary people, but he had not yet reached the state of being knowledgeable and remembering and never forgetting after reading it.

Moreover, Zhang Xingdao didn't know the words before, so he had to learn words and read them. After three days of memorization, he could be considered a fate with the Taoist sect. Bai Gui is far from that.

"In three months, I have given him great tolerance, but unfortunately... he was not sure."

Zhang Qingyun pointed in front of him, and the desert that Bai Gui had just walked appeared in front of him: "Footprints are just confusing. Smart people will choose a path with footprints. After all, someone has walked by. Those who are destined to open up a path and walk their own path. As long as they don't follow the footprints, they can come to me no matter which direction they go."

It can be said that the probability of such an opportunity is extremely high. Unfortunately, Bai Gui was mistaken for his cleverness and missed the opportunity.

"In fact, the opportunity is just a little more adaptable in the inherent thinking."

Zhang Xingdao was a little dazed. If he chose, he might have chosen the same choice as Bai Gui. As the saying goes, the journey of his predecessors must have an end. The unknown roads must have thorns.

Wouldn't it be very dangerous to walk around in the desert and get lost?

"uncle..."

Zhang Xingdao was frightened and frightened: "I... if I were in the desert like him, I would choose to follow my footprints. Am I... I am also a person who is not destined to be?"

"The personal fate is different."

Zhang Qingyun stood up and said, "Everyone's fate is different, and fate has long been destined. Your opportunity has been destined more than 20 years ago."

I didn't get your mother, but I got a disciple like you.

This is the conclusion of cause and effect, this is the law of cause and effect, which was determined by the two people after they separated.

"Uncle, what are the benefits of us practicing Taoism?"

It has been more than three months since I practiced Taoism in Qingyun Temple, and Zhang Xingdao is still ignorant of Taoism.

What are the benefits?

Zhang Qingyun didn't say much, but looked up at the night sky, and white clouds suddenly arose under his feet.

Zhang Xingdao was startled at first, and then opened his eyes wide: "Uncle, it's foggy. This is the first time I have seen it. This is how fog is produced. It's so magical."

Fog?

Zhang Qingyun was so amused and laughed: "Silly child, this is Ningyun."

"Ningyun?"

After all, it was still a child's character. Zhang Xingdao didn't understand, so he reached out and touched it: "It's like cotton, clouds floating in the sky. Is it like this? No wonder, when I was in school, the teacher would tell us that the white clouds in the sky were floating like balls of cotton."

cotton?

Zhang Qingyun explained: "This is magical power, and the clouds are condensed into weapons."

"Little guy, come on."

Zhang Xingdao hurriedly climbed up the white clouds, jumping on the white clouds, and rolling around: "It's like a trampoline, and it's elastic."

Stepping on it, the clouds were passing through Zhang Xingdao's knees. Zhang Xingdao felt very fun, but the next moment, white clouds floated up. Zhang Xingdao was not afraid, and was very curious: "Can you still fly?"

Not only could he fly, but he floated and quickly passed through the clouds. Zhang Xingdao was always curious about lying down on the white clouds. The moment he passed through the clouds, he reached out and touched the clouds: "Strange, why did the clouds in the sky disperse with a slight touch, like fog?"

Zhang Qingyun said: "This is to practice Taoism, fly to the sky and hide from the earth, and be able to do everything. There is something out of nothing, condense fog into clouds, condense cloud into tools, and the clouds under your feet are naturally different from those in the air."

Zhang Xingdao didn't know if he listened, so he reached out and pointed to the distance: "Uncle, look, there is lightning in the clouds there."

Above the clouds, there is endless sight.

Thousands of miles away, vaguely flashing lightning in the darkness and in the layer. It was the first time that Zhang Qingyun saw such a scene, and he instantly arrived above the clouds here.

"Uncle, I know how lightning is formed."

Zhang Xingdao was a little excited: "I heard from the teacher that clouds are condensed water mist, but clouds have positive and negative poles. Two clouds with different currents meet, and the positive and negative electrodes react, forming lightning..."

This is a scientific explanation, and the actual formation of lightning is caused by the imbalance between the five elements of yin and yang.

If you say more, Zhang Xingdao may not be able to understand. Zhang Qingyun gave a thumbs up: "The little guy knows so much. Uncle has never been to school and doesn't know this knowledge."

Zhang Xingdao smiled and pointed at Dongfang again: "Uncle, why is it so bright there?"

Why is it so bright?

Because the earth is round and the earth keeps rotating, at this time, the distant sky is already daytime in another place. Zhang Qingyun took Zhang Xingdao straight to the east, standing in a place where day and night alternate.

Zhang Xingdao could not explain this reason this time. Zhang Qingyun took Zhang Xingdao directly away from the earth. When the earth was just like the size of a football field in front of him, Zhang Xingdao was shocked: "It turns out that the earth is rotating."

No matter how much I said, I never saw it and was very impressed.

Zhang Xingdao understood the power of practicing Taoism, and his little face was full of excitement: "Uncle, can I fly into the sky like you in the future?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded: "Natural..."

When I returned to the Taoist temple, the little guy was still very excited. At dawn, after the practice, I became more diligent in reading the scriptures and writing: "I must be like my uncle, flying in the sky."

Zhang Qingyun was very pleased. With dreams, he had motivation. But the little guy was too young to refine essence and turn into qi. Zhang Qingyun thought to help him pull out seedlings and encourage growth.

Before making breakfast, Qiao Yan came to the Taoist temple.

“Huh?”

Seeing Qiao Yan, Zhang Xingdao was a little surprised: "Uncle, who is a fairy-like sister in the house?"

Zhang Qingyun was tidying up the bed. When Qiao Yan arrived, Zhang Qingyun sensed it and was walking out of the room. Zhang Xingdao was surprised and still curious: "Sister, who are you looking for?"

Qiao Yan's peak realm, and you can see through Zhang Xingdao's identity at a glance: "Little guy, you want to call me aunt."

Zhang Xingdao opened his mouth wide: "So uncle, have such a beautiful wife?!"

After Qiao Yan practiced, her appearance became closer to perfection. She was originally a beautiful and unremarkable appearance at this time. When Zhang Qingyun saw Qiao Yan, she felt excited: "Little guy, read the scriptures and write well..."

Zhang Xingdao called out aunt sweetly and started writing.

Zhang Qingyun nodded and walked towards the room: "Come on, I have something to say."

Qiao Yan rolled his eyes: "I have something to do when I come back, and I'm going back soon."

After hiding for several months, Qiao Yan was naturally afraid of Zhang Qingyun. At that time, neither of them nor Yu He was the opponent. Now she faced Zhang Qingyun herself, she was afraid that she would not be the opponent.

"snort..."

Zhang Qingyun snorted coldly, waved his hand and Qiao Yan floated to the room uncontrollably. Zhang Qingyun waved his hand to set up a soundproofing restriction and set up a formation.

In the yard, Zhang Xingdao's little face was confused: "Uncle and aunt...it seems to be a bad relationship?"

Why did my aunt leave as soon as she arrived? Could it be that the two of them separated?

Zhang Xingdao was writing while thinking. But... Time passed by minute by minute, today's task was completed, Zhang Xingdao felt hungry in his stomach, and he saw from morning to afternoon, and then evening...

Zhang Xingdao was so hungry that he was now in the realm of practicing stamina. He was still very dependent on food needs. Only by constantly eating can he gain "force" and accumulate continuously.

But it's been a day since uncle and aunt entered the room... Why don't you come out?

“So hungry…”

Zhang Xingdao had to go into the kitchen to find food by himself. Fortunately, he liked to eat roast chicken and roast duck. There were roast chicken and roast duck in the kitchen. After dealing with it, Zhang Xingdao began to practice.

As soon as I opened my eyes, it was already the next morning.

But the uncle and aunt still did not walk out of the room, and Zhang Xingdao was even more confused: "Uncle and aunt have any secrets to discuss? Is this not enough yet?"

Sorry, Zhang Xingdao is hungry again.

Fortunately, there is food and drink in the kitchen, so I won’t be hungry. Zhang Xing said that he made porridge and then dealt with it.

Reading the Bible and writing, a feeling of hunger came in a blink of an eye. When I looked up, I was in a daze and went from morning to afternoon: "Uncle and aunt, if you don't come out again, I will be hungry."

There is no way, let's continue to deal with it.

It's been two days since Zhang Xingdao felt that he had not made any progress in his practice, and had no food to supplement his energy, and his energy grew slowly. He closed his eyes and practiced... It was morning again. Zhang Xingdao had to find a way to make food and replenish energy...

The cycle was repeated, and Zhang Xingdao slowly learned to cook.

Until nine days later... all the food was eaten clean. Zhang Xingdao felt that he had lost a lot of weight in the past nine days, and all the food in the Taoist temple was eaten: "Today... how to deal with it?"

Zhang Xingdao looked sad: "Auntie is here, and uncle forgot me?"

Even if his soul is strong and even if his intelligence is better than that of an ordinary adult, Zhang Xingdao cannot understand Zhang Qingyun's behavior.

Just as he was frowning, the uncle's door finally opened. The uncle was energetic and walked out with a smile on his face. Zhang Xingdao immediately stood up: "Uncle, I'm so hungry..."

"Um..."
To be continued...