The five copper coins were not spent in vain, the kang was burned, the bedding was clean, and it was very comfortable to lie on the kang, which was very different from the dilapidated temple that was leaking and leaking.
Being comfortable on the body does not mean feeling comfortable on the inside. Nanfeng is worried about those brothers and sisters who don't know where they are. He doesn't know if they have been caught, if they have food, or if they have found a place to live.
After tossing and turning for a long time, Nan Feng fell asleep. When he woke up, it was dawn. The blind man had gotten up at some point and was standing in front of the window in a daze, staring at the window.
The first thing Nanfeng did after waking up was to touch his face. The blind man didn't lie to him. At this time, his face had returned to its original state.
Although Nanfeng didn't speak, the blind man noticed that he had woken up, "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."
"I won't sleep anymore, I won't sleep anymore." Nanfeng put on his clothes and got up, went to the ground, took the teapot to the front yard and asked for hot water, came back and poured water for the blind man, then took the basin out and brought the blind man wash water. .
After the blind man washed his face, he bought breakfast for the blind man, and then started to help the blind man wash his clothes.
The blind man felt a little sorry. He had to wash himself, but the south wind wouldn't let him go. He couldn't see anything. It was very difficult for them to do these things that were easy for ordinary people.
"Old sir, I'll call you master from now on." Nanfeng washed his clothes.
The blind man nodded.
There was a little guilt on the blind man's face when he nodded. This was noticed by Nanfeng. The blind man didn't accept him as his apprentice before because he said "can't accept him". This meant that the blind man didn't want to accept him, but had a different attitude. difficulties and concerns.
Nanfeng had many questions to ask the blind man, but some questions were not allowed to be asked. He could not ask about the blind man's origin and true age. He knew that he could only ask about irrelevant things.
"Master, I saw some sects recruiting disciples in Dongcheng yesterday. They hung up banners of different colors. There were several colors. I asked the Taoist nun. She said that the color of the banners represented the cultivation of the sect leader. What color are you? What's your cultivation level?" Nanfeng asked.
The old blind man had just finished his breakfast, and after rinsing his mouth, he said, "There are nine branches of Taoist spiritual energy practice, and their names are different in different periods. At this time, the recognized title of the nine branches of Taoism is the Dongshen Division. Gao Xuan Department, Shengxuan Department, Dongxuan Department, Sandong Department, Dadong Department, Jushan Department, Dongyuan Department, Taixuan Department.”
"Oh." Nanfeng responded.
The old blind man added, "The above nine titles are orthodox in Taoism, but people in the world can't remember them and can't distinguish them clearly, so they distinguish them according to the different colors of spiritual energy emitted by practitioners. Taoists from the Dongshen Department have light red aura. The aura emitted by high-level Xuan cultivators is red. Ascending Xuan is dark red, Cave Xuan is light blue, Three Cave is blue, Big Cave is dark blue, Jushan is lavender, Cave Abyss is purple, Taixuan is deep purple, and so on. This way, it will be easier to remember.”
"I'm listening, I'm listening." Nanfeng stopped what he was doing and listened carefully.
"The common people use nine levels of red, blue, purple, and three colors to divide the level of spiritual energy cultivation. But people in the Taoist sect should not be so hasty. They must keep in mind the rules and regulations of the Taoist sect. Those who have cultivated the three levels of Dongshen, Gaoxuan, and Shengxuan are Taoist priests. Those who have cultivated the three branches of Dongxuan, Three Cave, and Big Cave are mage, and those who have cultivated the three branches of Jushan, Dongyuan, and Taixuan are real people." The old blind man said again.
"Uh-huh." Nanfeng said in agreement, but he still didn't remember the orthodox titles. He only remembered that the cultivation levels from low to high were red, blue, and purple, and the red one was the Taoist priest. The blue one is the mage, and the purple one is the real person.
The old blind man became interested and continued to teach Nanfeng common sense, "Each of these nine books has a cultivation scripture. The first six scriptures are common to all three sects, but the last three are different. Each sect is strictly guarded and is not spread to others."
"Three sects?" Nanfeng interrupted midway.
"Taoism is divided into three branches: the Yuqing Sect, the Taiqing Sect, and the Shangqing Sect. Although they follow the path of heaven, they each have their ancestors. The Yuqing Sect regards the Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun as its ancestor, the Taiqing Sect regards Taiqing Daode Tianzun as its ancestor, and the Shangqing Sect I present the Qingling Bao Tianzun as the ancestor." The blind man has countless treasures in his family.
Nanfeng wanted to ask the blind man what sect he belonged to, but he held back the words. Last night he asked the blind man if he was a Taoist priest. The blind man replied that he used to be a Taoist priest. This meant that he was no longer a Taoist priest. There are only two possibilities for him not to be a Taoist priest anymore. Either he left on his own, or he was kicked out. No matter what the situation is, you can't ask. Asking will expose the scars.
"Yesterday the Protector of the Country seemed to be teaching the High-Xuan Scripture. Is the High-Xuan Scripture the cultivation scripture of the Taoist priests of the High-Xuan Department that you mentioned?" Nanfeng asked.
"Yes." The blind man nodded, "The Yuqing Sect is the most repulsive to aliens, and they will not be allowed to listen even if they are giving lectures."
Nan Feng did not ask any more questions and continued to wash the clothes. After hanging the clothes, he went to the front yard to have breakfast. This place was not far from the ruined temple and the medicine shop where the incident occurred. Many people knew what happened the night before yesterday and talked about it. Listening to some fragmentary remarks, it seems that the government did not arrest anyone, it was just a formality, and no effort was made at all.
This news made Nanfeng very happy. It was good that they were not caught by the government. Everyone had nothing to begin with and it was the same everywhere. The only regret was that they could no longer stay together.
After breakfast, the old blind man wanted to go out to tell fortunes, but Nanfeng stopped him. He still had money on him, so there was no need for the blind man to go out and walk around the streets.
"Master, are you coming to Chang'an for business or just passing through?" Nanfeng asked.
"Do something." The blind man said.
"Do you need me to take you there?" Nanfeng asked again.
The blind man waved his hand, "No, I'll go by myself after dark."
Since he had nothing to do, the blind man took the initiative to talk to Nanfeng about some things in the world. Different from the Taoist nun's view, the blind man believed that although martial arts was derived from Taoist and Buddhist scriptures, it lacked the understanding of yin and yang. The understanding and application of the five elements can never keep pace with Taoism and magical powers. Of course, martial arts practitioners have indeed produced several peerless masters, who can even destroy ghosts and gods. But that is not because of the martial arts, but because of the martial arts practitioners. With extraordinary talents, this kind of person can reach higher heights if he does not learn martial arts but practices Taoism.
The blind man talked about dabbling in rivers and lakes, martial arts, Taoism, demons, gods and Buddhas. These were a new and unfamiliar world to Nanfeng.
While telling the story, the blind man will also explain some of his own opinions. The blind man is also very repulsive to aliens, but not to the point of deep hatred. My attitude toward Buddhism is like treating a guest from afar. I am relatively tolerant and kind.
As the Taoist nun said, the reason why she can be fair is that she has no position. The blind man highly respects Taoism. In his opinion, Taoism is the orthodoxy of China, and Taoism is the most powerful skill.
The blind man also has a different view on practice. In his view, the most important thing in practice is not to cultivate the body but to cultivate the mind. If the mind cannot be as clear as a mirror and there will be no doubts, no matter how high the spiritual energy cultivation is, it will never be superior.
After a day of contact, Nanfeng discovered that the blind man was not serious at all, and his depression might be caused by his blindness. In fact, the blind man was easy to get along with, and he spoke very casually after getting to know him well.
Unconsciously, night fell, and the blind man took a wooden stick and wanted to go out.
"Master, let me go with you." Although he knew that the blind man was a master, Nanfeng still didn't trust him to go out by himself.
"What are you doing, causing trouble?" The blind man waved his hand.
"I'll send you to the farm and come back." Nanfeng wanted to follow.
The blind man thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Nanfeng was very happy and walked a few steps quickly to open the door, "Master, be careful about the threshold."
The blind man stepped out. Nanfeng closed the door and led the way with his wooden stick. After leaving the inn, he asked, "Master, where are we going?"
"Chengxi Cemetery..."