Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

"Eh?"

Xu Huan's eyes widened in surprise, and his ears immediately pricked up.

Master also encountered a bottleneck?

You have to listen carefully and learn from Master's experience in breaking through the bottleneck!

Seeing Xu Huan sitting upright, listening carefully and being a good student, Cheng Fan smiled slightly.

"Speaking of which, it's also a matter of mood."

Cheng Fan raised his head and put on a look of reminiscence.

"On the day of the breakthrough, I kept thinking, what is better for dinner? Sweet and sour short ribs, or West Lake vinegar fish?

"At that time, there were not many pilgrims in the Taoist temple. I thought about it for a whole afternoon. I finally decided to eat hot pot. When I made the decision, I suddenly broke through."

The corners of Xu Huan's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Cheng Fan with resentment.

After a long time, this is your bottleneck, Master?

Confused about what to eat?

Cheng Fan smiled faintly, "In the final analysis, I made the breakthrough because of my clear thinking."

Cheng Fan thought to himself: I haven't encountered a bottleneck in building the foundation for my teacher. It's not bad to be able to compile one now.

Xu Huan nodded and accepted Cheng Fan's story.

Until Xu Huan fell asleep, these four characters still echoed in her mind——

Mastery of ideas.

Chapter 203 The Last Straw

The next morning.

As soon as the morning class was over, the girl stood up and ran happily to the backyard.

But before she could take two steps, Cheng Fan picked her up with one hand, and his short legs were still dangling in the air.

"Ninny, do you still remember the thing that punished you for copying yesterday?"

Huh?Is there such a thing?

Nannan was stunned, and her two calves stopped shaking.

The little girl was so happy that she even forgot about being punished.

It wasn't until Cheng Fan reminded her now that she remembered that she was punished by her master for copying the morning scriptures fifty times because of running around alone yesterday.

Moreover, sister Huanhuan was punished for copying it five hundred times, and the master himself had to punish himself a thousand times!

The little girl suddenly cried and said weakly:

"Master, my daughter remembered it, can I wait until tomorrow to punish me for copying?"

Seeing Cheng Fan's unquestionable eyes, the little girl pursed her lips.

She had no choice but to obediently return to her small desk and sit down, preparing to copy scriptures.

Looking at the many Taoist scriptures on the desk, the little girl was dumbfounded.

Fifty times ah fifty times.

How long does it take to copy this?

Life is not easy, my daughter sighed.

How long will Sister Huanhuan and Master have to copy?

The little girl rubbed her head in distress, then turned to look at Cheng Fan and Xu Huan.

In the next second, the little girl's big Kazilan eyes widened.

I saw Cheng Fan and Xu Huan were copying scriptures quickly.

In just one minute, Cheng Fan silently wrote a relatively thin Taoist scripture.

Xu Huan's speed was much slower, she couldn't memorize it backwards like Cheng Fan, but it seemed to her that she was already very fast.

No, my daughter has to work hard too!

Don't let Master and Sister Huanhuan look down on you!

The little girl secretly cheered herself up, and copied it neatly in the matt workbook.

Thanks to the blessing of the kindergarten teacher Duoduo, the little girl has made great progress in writing.

The performance of Xiaonannan and Xu Huan was noticed by Cheng Fan, and he nodded with satisfaction.

None of them was perfunctory, but copied seriously.

After the little girl had written two full pages, Cheng Fan came over and patted the little girl.

"Ninny, let's go have breakfast first."

"Uh-huh!"

The little girl suddenly cheered up, finished the paragraph she was copying, and then dropped her pen and rushed to the backyard.

"Dahu, my daughter is here to play with you..."

Xu Huan also put down his pen and rubbed his wrist.

He said distressedly: "Master, I found that when copying scriptures, my heart will quickly calm down. It would be great if I could enter meditation so quickly during cultivation."

Cheng Fan looked at her beautiful handwriting, smiled and nodded.

"It's good to calm down. Copying the scriptures can help you stabilize your Dao heart. If your Dao heart is stable, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Now your goal is to break through the ninth level of Qi training, and you can start preparing for foundation building."

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, Xu Huan was stunned.

The foundation building period is what she knows about entering the Tao.

Before I knew it, I was only one step away from establishing the foundation?

A year ago, I was still a budding monk who didn't even reach the late stage of Qi training.

In order to break through a mere late stage of Qi training, a nearly 20-year plan has been formulated...

Thinking of this, Xu Huan's eyes were slightly moist.

Fortunately, Master picked up her who was seriously injured, and brought her to the beginning, so that she is now...

I really don't know how to repay Master.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Cheng Fan looked a little melancholy, and thought she was worried about the failure of foundation establishment.

After all, monks in this world do not have a good path during the Qi training period, and entering the Tao seems like a natural moat to them.

It is understandable that Xu Huan felt a little afraid.

Cheng Fan said in relief: "Don't worry, with me here, foundation building is not a problem for you, it's just a piece of cake."

Hearing this, Xu Huan's eyes flashed with shock, but also with a little anticipation.

"Master, do you think I have any hope of stepping into the Golden Core stage?"

Xu Huan's eyes twinkled with little stars, looking at Cheng Fan with piercing eyes.

"Ouch!"

Xu Huan exclaimed and covered his smooth forehead.

There is a red mark on it.

Cheng Fan withdrew his fingers and said with a stern face: "It's so ambitious, let's break through the ninth level of Qi training first."

Xu Huan covered his forehead and stuck out his tongue embarrassingly.

……

After breakfast, Cheng Fan went back to the main hall to meditate, and waited for the pilgrims as usual.

Xu Huan was cleaning the Taoist temple, and the little girl took her homework to the apse to copy, and each got busy.

It was three poles high in the sun, and a wisp of green smoke curled up from the main hall.

Seeing that no pilgrims came for a long time, Cheng Fan refilled three incense candles and bowed respectfully.

Strange to say, since he inherited the Taoist temple, he hasn't repaired the statue of the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing.

It stands to reason that after such a long time, there should be some dust on the statue.

But whenever Cheng Fan was about to clean it up, the statue of Sanqing Daozu looked spotless, which made him unable to do anything.

Could it be that Xu Huan cleaned it quietly?

pretty close.

Just when Cheng Fan was burning incense and was about to go to the back hall to see the progress of the little nannie, and then stop by the backyard to bask in the sun for a while, a group of people embarked on the road of asking questions.

……

"Go slowly! Keep calm and take care of my second uncle!"

"Come on! Brother Meng, don't worry!"

Under the leadership of Li Meng, the four big men carried the sedan chair and embarked on the road of asking questions.

On the sedan chair was Li Meng's second uncle, old man Li who had a close relationship with Cheng Fan's parents.

At this time, Mr. Li's body was weak, his breath was weak, and his face was extremely ugly. Everyone looked like he was dying, and he had to be carried to walk.

He will never return to the time Cheng Fan saw him for the first time, when he was walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, full of energy.

Mr. Li held an ebony wooden box tightly in his calloused hands, his cloudy eyes stared blankly ahead, his eyes were covered with a layer of shadows, and he couldn't see anything.

"Xiao Meng, how long will it take to arrive?"

"Second uncle, we'll be there soon! We've already gone up the mountain!"

"well……"

When saying these few words, Mr. Li seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body.

Li Meng was so anxious that he wished he could fly into the Taoist temple to find Cheng Fan for help.

The four carried simple wooden sedan chairs and walked like flying on the Wenxin Road.

Seeing Li Meng's anxious and flustered expression, the leading man comforted him and said, "Meng, don't worry, this mountain road is easy to walk and saves effort! We'll be there soon!"

"That's right, the immortal of Dishui Temple will definitely cure the old man, and nothing will happen."

"Didn't the sign say that the Taoist priest will only be away for one day, so he must be in the temple today!"

Hearing the comforting words of the crowd, and seeing a corner of the Taoist temple gate, Li Meng also had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Master Xian, you are the last life-saving straw for the second uncle, you must be in the temple today!

Chapter 204 The old man disappeared out of thin air?

Just a few days ago, the old man was still polishing the emerald essence that Cheng Fan gave him with great interest.

But he never thought that when he made the last piece of jade jewelry, his body suddenly collapsed overnight.

Hearing the news, Li Meng rushed to the Taoist temple for help immediately, but happened to see the thank you card, and Cheng Fan took all the members of the Taoist temple out for "group building".

Li Meng didn't know where Cheng Fan had gone, and he didn't have any contact information for Cheng Fan, so he was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

It was always Cheng Fan who contacted them one-way, but they could only wait for Cheng Fan in the Taoist temple.

In desperation, Li Meng had no choice but to take Mr. Li to the hospital in the town for treatment.

But what Li Meng didn't expect was that the doctors shook their heads helplessly seeing this situation.

They told Li Meng that Mr. Li had been ill for a long time, and his body had suffered a huge deficit recently, and he was also sick from overwork. They could do nothing about it.

Not only that, but the old man's time is approaching, and euthanasia may be the best choice for the old man.

Li Meng was furious after hearing this, his red hair was as bright as blood, and his eyes were so fierce that the doctor was so frightened that he called for security on the spot.