Xianqing Town is more than fifty miles away from the Shangqing ancestral court. After setting off on the road, the south wind urged the horse in a hurry. The purpose of delaying it until the last day was to shorten the time for the other party to verify it. It took two days from the time the list was delivered to the conferment. Yuantian Palace was not far away. The ancestral court is more than 700 miles away, and unless the other party sends a purple energy master to verify, there is no way to go back and forth within two days.
Purple Qi masters are all very assertive, and even the headmaster cannot control them at will. He is betting that headmaster Shangqing will be distracted by Tian Chan, and he is also betting that she will not be distracted by a third-grade mountain-based talisman. And sent a purple energy master to verify it in person.
It has been postponed to the last day, so it can no longer be postponed. It is best to send the directory before the morning. If it is delayed until the last moment, the other party may become suspicious.
Heading east, after leaving the town, we entered the mountainous area. It was June and the vegetation in the mountains was lush. Half of the original two-foot-wide mountain road was blocked by branches protruding from the forest, leaving only about one foot. You need to open it when driving. Cheer up.
Although Tian Yuanzi taught him for a very short time, he left behind three pieces of advice. These three pieces of advice were regarded by Nanfeng as guiding lights and principles of life. From then on, everything he did was clear-cut and forward-looking. Once you do it, it will be as smooth as clouds and flowing water, with no distractions and full confidence.
But this time he didn't feel that way. He was unsure and very flustered. For some things, he could infer possible problems by looking forward and think of countermeasures in advance. However, although he also made forward preparations for this matter, there were too many problems. With uncertain variables, you can only be 50% sure of everything.
After walking for more than ten miles, Nanfeng felt more and more uneasy in his heart. He should not have been greedy for big money before, and Zeng Rui lived in the mountain too greedily. If he lowered his rank a few levels, the possibility of success would be greater, but at this time, the black and white words were already written on the paper. Once written, there is no way to change it.
Just when Nanfeng was anxious, two carriages appeared behind them. Due to the narrow mountain road, Nanfeng could not give way, so he could only urge the horses to speed up and rush forward.
Near noon, Nanfeng arrived at the destination. Unlike the huge house signs of Yuqing and Taiqing, there was no tall stone sign in front of the mountain for Shangqing Zong. Instead, the mountain was used as the door. The three ancient seal characters of Shangqing Zong were engraved above the cave. on the mountain.
The square outside the mountain gate is very wide. Since it is not the time for burial, there are not many carriages in the square, only four or five. Nanfeng drives the carriages to the northeast corner, erects the pole, unloads the shaft, leads the horse out, and tethers it. In the woods to the east.
He took the baggage with him, which contained Yan Fengzi's Taoist robe. He put on the Taoist robe from his hiding place and made a bun. He did not dare to put the clothes he had changed into the baggage, but hid them in the grass nest.
After packing up, Nanfeng carried the baggage and walked towards the mountain gate. This passage into the mountain ran through the mountain peak. It was four or five miles long, three feet high and two and a half feet wide. It was very spacious.
There is a huge ceiling-mounted brazier every ten feet on the top of the cave, with blazing fire and bright lighting.
After walking two miles, caves appeared on both sides of the passage. There were Taoists sitting inside. Seeing the south wind coming, a man walked out of the cave on the right side and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, my Taoist friend has invited me."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, be courteous." Nanfeng was very familiar with Taoist etiquette, so he responded naturally.
"Where do fellow Taoists come from?" The person who asked the question had a smile on his face, and he must be a Taoist knower here.
"Replying to Brother Dao's question, I am a Taoist from Yuantian Palace. I came to court this time to submit the list of supplementary awards for that year." Nanfeng replied, the ancestral court treats Taoists just like the imperial court treats the common people, and the words must be polite and humble.
"It's been a long journey, it's been hard work, please come in." The Taoist Zhike raised his hand and bowed to the road.
Nanfeng thanked him and continued on his way.
At present, this passage is both a path into the mountain and the location of the Fanxing Hall of the Shangqing Sect. However, the Fanxing Hall is located inside the mountain on the left and right sides of the passage. If you walk in the passage, you will not see the Taoist priests of the Fanxing Hall.
However, there are two large characters engraved on the tops of the two horizontal passages leading to Fanxingtang. The passage to the east is engraved with spirit, and the passage to the west is engraved with living beings. Spirit should refer to human beings with seven orifices, and All living beings must refer to alien species.
After looking around, Nanfeng turned into the passage on the right. Not far ahead, he met a young Taoist, so Jishou asked, "Fellow Taoist, where is Master Jiang?"
"Oh, are you here to deliver the directory?" the man asked casually.
"Exactly." Nanfeng replied.
"Here, that's the cave at the end." The little Taoist pointed sideways to his right.
Nanfeng thanked him and walked eastward.
There are passages to the left and right of the passage, and there are caves of different sizes on both sides of those passages, some with light inside and some without.
The cave is not quiet. There are voices speaking or chanting from some caves, but the voices are not loud. Although it is hollow, it is a relatively closed place. If the voice is too loud, there will be echoes. .
There is a cave at the end of the passage. There is a wooden door at the entrance. When the south wind knocks on the door, the people inside will be allowed to enter.
Just when Nanfeng was about to push the door open and enter, a call suddenly came from the right, "Nanfeng?"
This shout frightened Nanfeng so much that he turned his head in horror and saw a young Taoist man walking quickly from the south side. At first glance, he looked familiar. After a closer look, he saw that it was none other than the man from that day. Kong Yiming, an old acquaintance who bullied him and had his head smashed with a bench by him and then lost the election to Taiqing, left in anger.
Kong Yiming was originally older than him, but after two years, he had grown a lot taller, and he now looked like an adult. However, his appearance and body shape had changed, but his temperament had not. When he approached, his face did not look close. Enthusiasm, but cold doubt, "Why are you here?"
At this time, Nanfeng had already knocked on the door, and the people inside were waiting for him to go in. But when Kong Yiming spoke to him, he had to answer.
Just as he was about to speak, Kong Yiming said again, "Weren't you accepted by the Taiqing Sect? Why are you wearing our Taoist robe?"
"It's a long story. I'll go on business first and come out to talk to you later." Nanfeng tried to steady Kong Yiming.
I didn't expect that Kong Yiming didn't buy it, but deliberately raised his voice, "You are a Taiqing Taoist. Why do you come to our Shangqing Sect for any official business? You are also wearing our Taoist robes. Do you want to commit the crowing of cocks and dogs?"
When Nan Feng heard this, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. It was over. It was over completely. He thought about it with all kinds of worries. He never thought that such a broom star would appear halfway. When he was in Taiqing Sect, he had always taken good care of Kong Yiming, but This person, regardless of good or evil, put the responsibility for not being selected on his head and has always held a grudge against him.
I was already nervous, but the wooden door was opened from the inside again, and a middle-aged Taoist about forty years old stepped out and asked in a deep voice, "What's the fuss about?"
"See the real person," Kong Yiming bowed deeply and bowed and said, "Return to the real person, this person is a Taoist from Taiqing. He is cunning and has no moral character. This time he wore our sect's Taoist robe and came here sneakily. There must be evil intentions here, so I ask the real person to investigate strictly."
The middle-aged Taoist frowned and glanced at Kong Yiming, then tilted his head and looked at Nanfeng, "Where are you from?"
"Huizhen asked, I come from the south." Nanfeng replied, the matter has come to this, there is no hope for Zhuan, and it is good luck to be able to escape unscathed.
"Why are you wearing Shangqing Taoist robes?" The middle-aged Taoist raised his voice.
"Since I couldn't live in the Qing Dynasty, I cut off my Taoist robes to submit to the Qing Dynasty." Nan Feng tried hard to control the panic in his heart and tried to speak calmly.
Since Nanfeng did not deny knowing Kong Yiming, nor did he deny that he had been a Taiqing Taoist, the middle-aged Taoist was not allowed to interrogate him. After pondering, he asked, "Why did you knock on the door?"
"When I came here, I asked around and found out that Zhenzhen was the person in charge here, so I decided to ask for it to be included," Nanfeng said.
The middle-aged Taoist seemed to be busy with official duties and had no intention of getting into the details, so he punched Kong Yiming and waved his hand, "Drive him out."
Kong Yiming did not expect that the middle-aged Taoist would let Nanfeng go. He was not very relieved but had no choice but to extend his hand to the west and said, "The master has made a decree, so why don't you get out of here."
Nanfeng glared at Kong Yiming, turned around and left.
There is an old saying among the people that weasels only bite sick ducks. A more elegant way of saying it is that good fortune never comes alone and misfortunes never come alone. Nan Feng had not walked a few steps when a Taoist came from the opposite side. The Taoist was the person he had asked for directions before. When he saw He was about to leave, so he asked casually, "Why did you leave so fast? Did you give the list of conferrals to Master Jiang?"
Nanfeng felt like crying, but Kong Yiming beside him was ecstatic. He turned around and shouted to the middle-aged Taoist who had not yet entered the room, "Master, you have heard it. He is here to commit evil. There must be a false directory on him, and it will definitely be found."
The middle-aged Taoist looked gloomy and punched Kong Yiming and said, "Search him."
Nanfeng wanted to run, but stood still. It was useless. This was the ancestral court of the Shangqing Dynasty. He couldn't run away. At this time, he was just glad that he had hidden the tortoise shell and deerskin earlier and did not take it with him. Otherwise They will also be searched.
Kong Yiming stepped forward to search him, and quickly found the envelope. He glanced at Nanfeng with gloating, turned around and handed it to the middle-aged Taoist with both hands, "Master, please take a look. This person's behavior is not good, and he must not be allowed to live in Taiqing." Grant me, this time I want to fish in the troubled waters of our sect."
"Is the water in Shangqing Sect very muddy?" The middle-aged Taoist frowned.
Kong Yiming knew that he had made a mistake and did not dare to answer, so he bowed and backed away.
The middle-aged Taoist looked at the envelope, then tore open the wax seal and took out the paper inside.
At this moment, Nan Feng was completely devastated. This was really a case of everyone getting the stolen goods. This was a huge mistake, and it was hard to say whether he could save his life.
After reading the paper, the middle-aged Taoist frowned again and looked at Nanfeng in confusion, "Is your name Nanfeng?"
Nanfeng nodded. When things got to this point, they were as obvious as lice on a bald man's head. There was no point in denying it.
"Do you have a last name?" the middle-aged Taoist asked again.
Nanfeng shook his head.
"Come in with me." The middle-aged Taoist opened the door and entered the house.
Nanfeng stepped in, and Kong Yiming wanted to follow, but was turned away by the middle-aged Taoist, "Get out."
Kong Yiming was stunned for a moment, then quit in frustration, feeling embarrassed.
There were two young Taoist priests inside the cave at this time, seemingly sorting out documents. The middle-aged Taoist priest sent the two of them out, "Go and guard outside the door."
At this moment, Nanfeng had come to his senses and began to wonder about the middle-aged Taoist's intention. If he was to be interrogated and convicted, there seemed to be no need to avoid others.
The middle-aged Taoist walked towards the stone wall on the east side and pressed several times on the stone wall, and a piece of bluestone came out.
The middle-aged Taoist reached into it, picked up a blog from the secret compartment, flipped it a little, then turned to look at Nanfeng, "Where are you from?"
"Western Wei Dynasty." Nanfeng replied.
"Be more detailed." The middle-aged Taoist said.
"Chang'an." Nanfeng replied.
"How old are you?" the middle-aged Taoist asked again.
"Sixteen." Nanfeng answered again.
The middle-aged Taoist tilted his head and looked at Nanfeng, looking up and down very carefully.
After a moment, the middle-aged Taoist looked away and asked in a low voice, "What is your relationship with the previous headmaster of our sect?"
Nanfeng was stunned, wondering why the other party asked this question.
When the middle-aged Taoist saw that he didn't answer, he handed him the Wenbo.
Nan Feng took it in confusion and lowered his head to read it. He saw that the blog was densely filled with the name of the Taoist who gave it to him, his ancestral home, birth date, and the palace he belonged to.
At the end of the Wenbo there is a column of red inscriptions written by Zhu: Nanfeng’s surname is unknown, his ancestral home is unknown, he grew up in Chang’an, and his remaining characters during the Wushen year are unknown. If you ask for a urn, I will grant it, and I will grant Taixuan...