Nanfeng secretly rejoiced when he heard this, raised his hands and said, "Congratulations to the little Taoist priest. I just heard the old Taoist priest say that after the Taoist teaches the urn, he can subjugate demons and catch ghosts, eliminate demons and protect the Tao. It's really gratifying."
The little Taoist boy didn't seem to value the teachings, but instead became curious about Nan Feng, "Has the good man converted to Sanqing?"
"Why do you ask like that?" Nanfeng asked curiously. Taking refuge is the prerequisite for entering Taoism. One takes refuge in the Taoist treasure, the second takes refuge in the Sutra treasure, and the third takes refuge in the teacher's treasure. After taking refuge, one becomes a layman, which is only one step away from the Taoist priest.
The little Taoist boy made a bow to Nan Feng and said, "When you hold your hand, your left hand is outside, and your right hand is holding your left thumb. This is Taoist etiquette. If you are not a layman, you are a Taoist from another place."
"Little Taoist Master, do you dare to ask me?" Nan Feng gave the little Taoist boy a thumbs up. He admired careful people very much. No matter how good a person's understanding is, how high his talent is, how hard he practices, how defiant his fortune is, if he lacks If you are not careful, you will definitely achieve nothing. Care is like the bottom of a barrel. Without it, no matter how big the barrel is or how much water there is, it will leak out sooner or later.
The little Taoist boy did not report the Taoist number, but said, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"You can tell that I am indeed a layman." Nanfeng said with a smile. This little Taoist boy should be four or five years younger than him, only eleven or twelve years old. He still has his childishness and his childlike voice.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, my family name is Li, and my Taoist name is Chenfeng." The little Taoist boy carried the kettle and wanted to leave.
"Little Taoist Priest, where is the pure sanctuary?" Nanfeng followed.
The little Taoist boy looked back at him and waved his hand, "Follow me."
In fact, Nanfeng knew where the hut was, so he deliberately delayed time and said a few more words to the little Taoist boy. After going out, he said, "Little Taoist boy, when will you confer the urn? I will bring sesame oil fruits to watch the ceremony and congratulate him." "
"Thank you for your kind words. I am not a direct preacher of Shangqing. I do not confer urn on the altar, nor do I conduct rituals. If you want to see the grand ceremony of offering urns to heaven, you can go to the Shangqing sect. The Shangqing sect is only a few hundred miles away. Distance." The little Taoist boy said.
"Okay, I'll accompany you to deliver the urn, and you and I will lead the way. I have a carriage and horse to take you there." Nanfeng knocked the sand from his shoes to delay.
"Do you have a carriage and horses?" The little Taoist boy's eyes widened.
"Yes." Nanfeng nodded. He said that there were carriages and horses before just casually. He knew that the little Taoist boy would not go to Shangqing Sect. But judging from the little Taoist boy's tone, he seemed to have some thoughts about his carriage and horses.
"The engraving ceremony is a grand Taoist event, and it is very lively. It would be a pity not to go and see it. It just so happens that my senior brother is going to the ancestral court for business, and you can go with him." The little Taoist boy said.
Nanfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was over, and he was left to the little Taoist boy to do the labor. But then I thought about it, no, the Taoist temple sent people to Shangqing Sect at this time, most likely to deliver the conferment list.
Seeing that Nanfeng didn't answer immediately, the little Taoist boy thought that he was unwilling, so he didn't force it. He pointed to the southwest and said, "Here, the pure place is right there."
"Thank you, little Taoist Master. When will your senior brother leave? When can we come back?" Nanfeng asked.
"He will leave in the afternoon. If the horses are hardy, you can come back in seven or eight days." said the little Taoist boy.
"It won't be long, it won't be long. I'll go home and talk to my third aunt and uncle, and I'll drive here to pick them up in the afternoon," Nanfeng said.
"Okay, see you in the afternoon. It's convenient for you. I'll talk to my senior brother." The little Taoist boy held the kettle, saluted with one hand, and then turned around and left.
Nanfeng was not anxious, but he still went to the hut, came out of the hut, said goodbye to Zhike Taoist, and then went out to leave.
When he returned, Nanfeng was in a hurry. He didn't have a carriage at all, so he had to go back and hurry up to buy it. Judging from the time, the senior brother of the little Taoist boy went to Shangqing Sect to deliver the list of conferment orders. Xiao Daotong is the Fengzi generation, and his senior brother is naturally the Fengzi generation. At this time, the Fengzi generation of the Shangqing Sect, the Lingzi generation of the Taiqing Sect, and the Yinzi generation of the Yuqing Sect are all the youngest generations. , Fengzi generation belongs to the younger generation, and can't do anything big. The so-called official business is just running errands and delivering things.
Years of wars resulted in a severe shortage of horses in the Eastern Wei Dynasty, and the price of carriages was very high, but Nanfeng still reluctantly bought one. Money should be spent where it should be spent, and should not be wasted when it should be saved, and should not be stingy when it should be spent.
Nan Feng drove the carriage back to the inn. The fat man was already strong after taking the medicine. When Nan Feng came back, the fat man was ordering a bowl of noodles to eat in the room.
Nan Feng briefly told the fat man what had happened. The fat man was worried, "Will so much money be wasted?"
"I'm not 100% sure about anything," Nan Feng walked to the kang to pack up a change of clothes, "If you're injured, just stay here. I'll go by myself, and I'll put the money in the corner of the kang for you."
"If he really goes to deliver the list, what are you going to do?" Fatty wanted to know Nanfeng's plan.
"It's not clear yet. I won't know his temperament until I meet him. If he is careless, it will be easy for him to act. If he is careful, it will be difficult for him to deceive." Nanfeng said.
"Be careful yourself. This noodle is good. I'll get you a bowl." The fat man stood up.
Nanfeng waved his hand, "No, it's too late."
"Aren't you going to pick someone up in the afternoon? There's still an hour left," the fat man said.
"I have to find a relative." Nanfeng carried the baggage and pushed out the door.
The fat man yelled from behind, "Where are you relatives from?"
Nanfeng didn't answer. Naturally, he wouldn't have any relatives here, but he didn't have a local accent. To explain this, he excused himself as a visitor and wanted to talk to his third aunt and uncle when he went out.
When meeting someone for the first time, the Taoist who is traveling with him is likely to ask about his origins. If the Taoist on official business asks, he will have to tell who his third aunt and uncle are.
This is also simple. If you go to a place where idlers gather and ask around, you will just say that you are from out of town to visit relatives, but you can't find your relatives, so the idlers squatting in the corner will talk about who is not from here. People, so and so, were married from far away.
In the end, Nanfeng chose the proprietress of a coffin shop as his third aunt. That person had fled from the Western Wei Dynasty in the early years and was the best candidate. On the way out of the city, I passed by the coffin shop. Nanfeng even went into the coffin shop to take a look. The proprietress was really scary, with big arms and round waist, and a fat and strong body.
When Nanfeng arrived at Yuantian Palace, the little Taoist boy was sitting on the steps in front of Zhike talking to each other. When he saw Nanfeng driving his car, the little Taoist boy came up to him happily. When he learned that Nanfeng had not eaten, he took him to have a meal. Dinner.
Nanfeng was not polite. He drank two bowls of rice porridge first and then some rice balls.
While eating, the little Taoist boy brought over a young Taoist priest who was sixteen or seventeen years old. As the saying goes, the face comes from the heart. What kind of temperament a person has is usually reflected in his face. The first time he sees this person, Nanfeng was sure that this person was an honest person.
After a brief conversation, Nanfeng knew that this person's nickname was Yan Fengzi. He was not very serious, but a little dull and didn't talk much.
After Nan Feng finished lunch, the two set off on their journey.
Nanfeng did not ask Yan Fengzi why he went to Shangqing Sect, but asked in a soliciting tone what kind of place Shangqing Sect was, whether there were fairy clouds, and whether there were dancing cranes and roaring deer.
Yan Fengzi only thought that he was an ardent believer in seeking immortals and visiting Taoism, so he patiently explained to him that there were no immortals in the Shangqing Sect, and it was not the fairyland on earth as rumored by the outside world.
Nanfeng was never idle for a moment, asking questions like a chatterer until late in the evening. Yan Fengzi was no longer wary of him. The world generally believed that those who were unsmiling and taciturn were very rich. This is not the case. Those who are silent are not smart. They have a gloomy face all day long. A fool also knows that this guy is scheming and needs to be careful.
As the saying goes, the most wise people are those who seem to be carefree but are very clear-headed and think very clearly.
During dinner, Nanfeng deliberately got Yan Fengzi drunk, but the guy didn't drink. He simply ate a few mouthfuls and then ran back to the room to meditate and practice Qi.
The two lived in two adjacent rooms. At this time, there were few roofed houses, and the beams and roofs could be seen from the ground.
Nanfeng originally wanted to take advantage of Yan Fengzi's qi training and go to the latrine to enter Yan Fengzi's room from the beam to see what he had brought in his bag, but the latrine of this inn was very close to the guest room and there was not enough time. Take action.
It would take several days to walk, but Nanfeng was not in a hurry. Until the third night, Nanfeng still had no chance.
Since you can't find opportunities, you can only create them.
Then, Yan Fengzi started to have diarrhea.
This was naturally Nanfeng's fault, but Yan Fengzi did not doubt Nanfeng. The reason was very simple. He had eaten stewed beans before going to bed, and drank goat's milk sent by the store before going to bed. Beans and goat's milk are the same. Eating can easily upset your stomach.
In fact, the culprit is laxatives, and goat's milk and beans are just the scapegoats.
Yan Fengzi squatted in the toilet and did not dare to come out, so Nanfeng had the opportunity to look through his baggage. Sure enough, there was an official report in the baggage.
Nanfeng took the letter back to his room and opened it carefully. It didn't matter if it had a wax seal. Leave the front cover open, but the bottom cover.
This is indeed a list of conferrals. There are two people conferring conferrals. They are both from the generation of Feng. One is Chen Feng and the other is Luo Feng. They are both conferring rank nine cave gods.
Nanfeng first imitated the handwriting on the paper, and when it was about 70 to 80% similar, he began to adjust the intensity of the ink. Everything was ready. Nanfeng dipped the pen in the ink and frowned, thinking that the seniority of the wind character in Shangqing coincided with his name. No need to change, the name is the road number.
But there is another level of conferment at the end, which can be awarded to Dongyuan. However, the boss of Yuantian Palace has probably not been to Dongyuan. If a caveyuan suddenly appears, the ancestral court will definitely become suspicious.
But when he finally got the chance, he was unwilling to be granted the title of Cave God. Granting Gao Xuan was a bit low, so it would be better to directly teach Dong Xuan. Dong Xuan is an intermediate mage, and has the same essence as the junior Taoist leader. difference.
The Ancestral Court of Shidongxuan would also be suspicious, and ordinary Taoists would not be able to wait until Dongxuan before reporting Shilu. Fortunately, the Shangqing Sect had a different kind of disciple, so it was just considered that Yuantian Palace had accepted a different kind of person with good Taoism.
Since he is an alien with a Taoist practice, the Dongxuan is a bit low, so adjust it upwards to the third hole.
Now that we have reached the third hole, we might as well go higher and make it a bigger hole.
Damn it, beating my father once and twice is unfilial. I might as well go a little higher and directly grant him the title of Ziqi Jushan. This is a high-level real person. Even if he cannot be promoted to the rank for a long time in the future, the Jushan Ju is enough. .
However, granting a nun to live in the mountain is a big deal, and the Shangqing Ancestral Court will definitely conduct verification. However, this matter is not difficult to deal with. You can try to delay the time and go there as late as possible, so as not to leave time for the other party to go to Yuantian Palace for verification in person.
However, even if the other party cannot go there to verify in person, they will definitely ask Yan Fengzi for verification. This can also be handled by letting Yan Fengzi keep pulling until he can no longer go up the mountain in person, and finally he can only ask him to pretend to be his replacement.
In this way, he can go to the Shangqing Sect openly and explain to the other party in an adaptable manner. When the conferment is completed, he can also get his seal, purple fungus and other high-level real people's belongings.
Looking far ahead and deliberation several times, Nan Feng finally put pen to paper.
Road number: South Wind.
Awarded grade: Third Grade Living in the Mountain...