There is only so much that I can think of at the moment. As for whether the truth is like this, I can only wait until Cang Xuezi arrives, and then I can ask him for confirmation.
I walked in a hurry in the morning and didn't eat breakfast. Nanfeng was a little hungry. When I came, I thought that the Shangqing Sect could take care of food and shelter, so I didn't bring any dry food. I searched around and found only a few sunflower plants.
In early summer and June, there is very little food available in the wild, but sunflower leaves taste bitter when eaten raw and are difficult to swallow.
Unless there is absolutely no choice, Nanfeng will not abuse himself as long as there is a slight possibility, so he threw away the sunflower seeds and looked for it westward.
Not far west, a wild pheasant flew out of the field. It was khaki, female, with a short tail.
There was a piece of tall thatch where the wild pheasants flew out. When they got in, they found a nest of green eggs.
After shining it in the sun, they found that they were not yet fully grown, so they took away a dozen of them and left seven or eight of them to be used as seeds for others.
Eggs are a good thing at this time, but they cannot be eaten raw. We are very close to the Shangqing Sect now, and we cannot light a fire casually. I looked back at the shabby houses in the vegetable field and the horses tied in the wild. The south wind continued to move westward. , there is a horse there, even if Cang Xuezi comes looking for it, she still knows that he is nearby.
After traveling for four or five miles, an arched mound appeared in front of us. Standing on the mound, we could see the situation near the vegetable field.
There was a lot of south wind in the summer, and it was also a south wind today. So the south wind dug a hole from the west side of the mound, buried the eggs, and then found firewood and burned it.
What he was looking for were dry weeds and dead branches. After being exposed to the wind, the fire was very strong and there was no smoke.
It is difficult to cook things buried in the soil. After half an hour, Nanfeng dug out the eggs, ate a few, and carried the rest in his arms.
He wanted to go back to the vegetable garden, but after thinking about it he decided not to go back. There were still two days before the official ceremony, so there was no need to stay there. He met Cang Xuezi for the first time, and he didn't know this person well, so he couldn't trust his safety to a person. People he doesn't know well still stay here, and they have a chance to escape if something unexpected happens.
The summer is long, the sky is not dark yet, and the south wind is boring. I lean on the mound and twist the grass to grind the time.
At night, there were a lot of mosquitoes and they had nowhere to go, so they had to endure it.
The next day, nothing happened.
On the third day, nothing happened.
Since the Shangqing Sect is located in a mountain col in the distance, he cannot see the situation of the Shangqing Sect from his position. However, tomorrow is the period of supplementary teaching, and at this time, there must be many carriages parked in front of the Shangqing Sect's mountain gate.
There were so many mosquitoes at night that it was difficult to fall asleep due to their bites. As usual, the south wind waved wormwood to drive them away. At the second watch, several purple scents appeared in the distance. There were five scents in total, two positive and three light.
Nanfeng had already reached the level of Gaoxuan at this time and could see the auras ten miles away. Those auras should be fifteen miles away from his area at this time.
Worried about being discovered by the opponent, Nanfeng jumped into the grass and looked up from the grass. After a while, several figures appeared in the sky. Looking carefully, these people were wearing Shangqing Taoist robes. Two women and three men, two A man and woman with purple energy cultivation flew in front, followed closely by the remaining two men and one woman.
Five people flew past from above and landed in the Shangqing Sect area one after another.
These Ziqi Taoists must be Shangqing Taoists who have returned from an outing, or maybe things have not gone smoothly, and they all seem to have gloomy faces.
Taoist Ziqi has been able to work alone and rarely travels with others. This time the five of them are together, they must be doing something big.
Because everyone was flying so fast, he never saw their faces clearly, but among the two people in front of him, the man was always a few feet behind the woman, and the purple woman's complexion was slightly black and gray, indicating that this person was a heterogeneous adult. , if the guess is correct, that woman must be the current headmaster of the Shangqing Dynasty, the real person who protects the country in the Eastern Wei Dynasty, Yan Feixue.
He had heard earlier that Yan Feixue was also involved in the tiger-skinned cicada incident. Today is the fifth day of June. Presumably the fight for the tiger-skinned cicada has been settled. Looking at the gloomy expressions of the five people, it seems that the tiger-skinned cicada has not succeed.
If it was an immediate success, even if they were not overjoyed, everyone would at least be relieved. They all looked sad. Needless to say, the tiger-skinned cicada would definitely be snatched away.
The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the yin and yang of the universe, everything has its yin and yang sides, and so does the human heart. The south wind is very comfortable at this time. Fortunately, he has not planned and participated before. Even Yan Feixue and others have returned in vain. If he reaches out, he may lose his life. Can't keep it.
However, after second thoughts, Nanfeng's mood changed again. Instead of falling into another family, it would be better for Yan Feixue to snatch her away. If nothing else, at least she is one of her own. To be precise, she can become her own tomorrow, not yet.
People are like this, and they treat whomever they eat and serve. Nanfeng has long made up his mind that if he can really teach in the Shangqing Sect, he must treat everyone in Shangqing well in the future.
His favorite right now is the Shangqing Sect. The Taiqing Sect is the master's sect. Although it was stolen by a traitor, it still has some affection for it. What I dislike the most is the Yuqing Sect, which is completely out of tune.
After a while, Nanfeng began to worry about himself again. Yan Feixue was in a bad mood, would it affect his conferment
However, if you think about it carefully, this possibility is not very high. There are two possibilities for this matter. One is that Yan Feixue knew about it beforehand. If he knew about it beforehand, his mood would not affect the decision to grant it to him. Second, this matter was secretly instructed by the former head teacher to Cang Xuezi, and no outsiders knew about it, not even Yan Feixue himself. If this was the case, Cang Xuezi would not take the initiative to inform Yan Feixue of the matter.
Cang Xuezi took out the directory from the secret room the day before yesterday, which means that the directory is no longer in use, and the new directory is in use at this time. The matter of his conferment was written at the end of the old directory. It can be seen that the conferment of him took place at the end of the reign of Master Jian Shuang. If this matter is continued, Master Jian Shuang may have ridden a crane or ascended.
Since the matter was complicated and mosquito bites affected his thinking, Nanfeng paused his thinking, got up and walked around a few times, then sat back down and thought about it again.
Since the incident occurred on the eve of Master Jian Shuang's departure, this matter may be related to the ownership of the next headmaster. The current headmaster Yan Feixue is a disciple of Master Jian Shuang, but this person may not be the originally designated disciple. It was the master's wife who took the initiative to give up her seat to her.
There is also another possibility, that is, Master Jian Shuang could not let his wife succeed him, and he wanted to make compensation to his wife, so he asked his wife what she wanted, and she said that she would give him the casket.
But everything is just speculation. Guessing is meaningless, even if you don't want to.
At noon the next day, Nanfeng returned to the vegetable garden. In the morning, there was Taoist music coming from the Shangqing area, and smoke was rising, indicating that the Shangqing Sect had opened the altar for consecration.
When he was in the Taiqing Sect, he had learned to write talismans, and he had written down a few before leaving. These were the simplest blessing talismans. They had no specific use, and their only function was to determine his level of conferment. As long as he got With the seal, stamped and burned, his first-grade Taixuan Talisman can be completely confirmed.
The waiting was uneasy, even to the point of restlessness. This matter was too important. As long as the conferment was completed, he and the fat man could go back to Foguang Temple, dig out the eight-fold treasure letter, and find a safe place to concentrate on practice. As for his low talent, How to improve your cultivation is a topic for later. There is no need to think too much about it now, and I have no intention of thinking about it.
Nanfeng returned to the vegetable garden at noon, and Cang Xuezi never came until evening.
It's natural to be anxious, but if you think about it carefully, Cang Xuezi may be in charge of the conferment of urns. He must be busy today to make up for the conferment, and he may not be able to get away at the moment.
By the time it was time to watch, Cang Xuezi hadn't come yet.
Nanfeng became an ant on a hot pot. He tried to speculate on various possibilities, but he was surrounded by distracting thoughts and found it difficult to calm down.
At the fourth watch, a figure appeared in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it was Cang Xuezi. Cang Xuezi came on foot, holding a baggage in his hand.
Seeing Cang Xuezi arriving, Nanfeng hurriedly greeted her, "Master Youlao."
Cang Xuezi nodded and handed the baggage to Nanfeng, "It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Leave as soon as possible."
Listening to Cang Xuezi's tone, Nanfeng knew that the ceremony had been completed, so he hurriedly took the baggage and thanked her profusely.
Cang Xuezi didn't answer, turned around and left in a hurry.
Nanfeng originally wanted to ask Cang Xuezi for confirmation about his master's wife, but Cang Xuezi obviously didn't want to stay any longer. Even if he wanted to ask, he couldn't ask, so he could only watch Cang Xuezi leave.
When Cang Xuezi walked away, Nanfeng hurriedly unpacked the baggage. The first thing that caught his eye were two red fluorene boards. Under the fluorene boards were two scriptures, both of which were high-level scriptures. The two Chen Fengzi taught them the Cave God. After the urn is given, the Gao Xuan Sutra should be awarded as a rule.
Next is the Dharma Seal. There are three Dharma Seals, two of wood and one of jade, similar in size. Nanfeng directly picked up the white jade Dharma Seal. On the other hand, there were too many writings and he could not see clearly.
Take out the cinnabar ink pad prepared in advance, dip it in the ink pad, stamp the talisman written in advance, take out the fire, twist it, blow and burn it.
After the burning was completed, he took out another one, stamped it again, and looked at it carefully. He saw that the seal read: Taiji Jiutian Shenxiao Thunder Courtyard Master.
This is the vocational official rank corresponding to the first-grade Taixuan, it’s done!
Pack your bags and go...