Nanfeng drove forward slowly, and the blind man quickly dictated the Dongyuan Sutra from the car.
The more profound the scriptures, the fewer the number of words. The Dongyuan Sutra only has sixty-four sentences. During this time together, the blind man has a deep understanding of Nanfeng. The limit of Nanfeng’s memory is ten sentences at a time, and he will Dongyuan Zhenjing is divided into eight oral sections, each section has eight sentences.
Nanfeng is still young after all, and his enemy is in a difficult state of mind. His memory of scriptures is very poor and he makes frequent mistakes.
The blind man corrected him several times, but Nan Feng still made a mistake. The blind man became angry, opened the curtain and slapped Nan Feng, "Why are you so cowardly? You will face the enemy in battle one day, and you won't collapse in front of the battle?!"
The blind man's slap was so hard that Nanfeng was so dizzy and tinnitus that he almost fell off the car, "Master, I'm not afraid, I don't want you to die."
The blind man was stunned. After a moment, he softened his tone and said, "Master, I know it's my fault. I blame you wrongly. Please calm down quickly and recite it easily."
"Okay." Nanfeng nodded in agreement.
But when the blind man dictated the scriptures, the scene of the blind man being beaten to death by Lin Zhendong always appeared in his mind, so he still made mistakes in memorizing the scriptures.
This time the blind man did not hit him, but said softly, "My master is a sinner, and my master's saving my life is an act of mercy beyond the law. How can I leak the Zhenzong scriptures privately again? Then Lin Zhendong can't get Taixuan You will definitely not give up on the scriptures. Your journey as a teacher has come to an end, but you still have a long way to go. This Dongyuan Scripture is the foundation for your future settlement, so you must remember it carefully."
Although the blind man spoke freely, Nanfeng was still very sad. He was silent for a moment and said quickly, "Master, take some dry food and hide in the woods. I will turn around and drive north. I can cover dozens of miles in half an hour. He can't wait." When we get there, we will turn back and chase him. When you hear that he is going north, you cast a spell and run to the west. To the west are endless mountains. It will be difficult for him to find you if you hide in the mountains."
The blind man smiled and said, "Do you know what will happen to you if this happens?"
"If he catches me, I will trick him into telling me that you passed the scripture to me. If he doesn't get the scripture, he won't kill me. Then I will slowly try to escape." Nanfeng said.
"Do you really think you can escape from him?" the blind man asked.
Nanfeng did not answer. In fact, he also knew that he would not be able to escape after being caught. Sooner or later, he would be killed by Lin Zhendong, but he just didn't want the blind man to die.
"Stop!" said the blind man.
Hearing this, Nanfeng hurriedly reined in his horse and stopped, took the baggage and jumped down, "Master, bring some dry food."
The blind man took the bundle and threw it back into the car, "Kneel down."
Nanfeng didn't know what the blind man was going to do, so he was stunned and didn't kneel down.
"Kneel down!" The blind man emphasized his tone.
Seeing his solemn expression, Nan Feng had no choice but to kneel down.
"I have lost my Taoism and cannot accept a disciple. Today, I will make an exception because I am exceeding the courtesy. I will accept you as my disciple. Are you willing?" the blind man asked in a deep voice.
"Master, I am willing to be your disciple. You will always be my master." Nanfeng replied sadly.
The blind man nodded, "Nine percussions are a ritual."
Nanfeng faced the blind man and kowtowed solemnly. After nine kowtows, his face was filled with tears. The blind man accepted him as his disciple, which showed that the blind man was ready to die calmly.
The blind man fumbled and helped Nanfeng up, "My family name is Xu, my Taoist name is Tianyuan."
Nanfeng gritted his teeth and nodded.
Tian Yuanzi took out a small cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Nanfeng, "Put it away carefully. These are two fragments of the Heavenly Book. After you escape, find Nanguo, go to Wanling Taiqing Mountain, and show the tortoise shell to the real person Xuanzhen." , he is my second uncle, I must hand it over to him personally and not trust it to others."
"Master, don't worry, I will definitely give the Heavenly Book to my uncle." Nanfeng nodded heavily.
"The deerskin wrapping the Heavenly Book must not be lost," Tian Yuanzi said again.
"Yes." Nanfeng nodded in agreement.
The blind man nodded and fumbled his way into the car, "Let's go."
Nanfeng ran to the car and drove forward.
The blind man continued to tell, and Nanfeng continued to recite. At this time, he had accepted the reality and no longer had illusions. Once his heart was calm, he no longer made mistakes in reciting the scriptures.
After half a stick of incense, Nanfeng wrote down the Dongyuan Sutra and recited it three times without missing a single word.
At this time, he could already see the fire in the distance, and the two of them were no more than three miles away from the thatched cottage.
"The wisdom of the cave is clear, the immortals are in the pavilion..." Tian Yuanzi's voice came from behind again.
Nanfeng turned around in confusion. He had never heard these verses from Tian Yuanzi before and they were very unfamiliar to him.
"Master, I have lost my eyes. If I look at the wrong person again, I will have no eyes to pluck out." Although Tian Yuanzi was laughing, his voice was filled with endless sadness, "This is the Taixuan Sutra, please note it down."
Nanfeng couldn't help but cry again. Tian Yuanzi was kind and virtuous to him. He was a good master who was hard to find even with a lantern. No one had been so kind to him since he was a child. But after walking three miles, Tian Yuanzi was about to die.
"Don't cry. If Lin Zhendong notices it, you won't be able to escape." Tian Yuanzi said in a deep voice.
Nan Feng nodded in response and raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears.
There are only thirty-two sentences in the Taixuan Sutra, eight sentences at a time, and it is taught in four parts.
When Nanfeng memorized the Taixuan Sutra and the carriage was very close to the thatched cottage, Tian Yuanzi said calmly, "I can't see things, so I'm no match for him. I can only defeat him by spreading my strength. You stay five miles away." When the dust settles, he will immediately go south. Lin Zhendong intends to monopolize the Taixuan Sutra, so he will definitely not tell others about it, and no one will know about it in the future."
Nanfeng didn't know what San Gong meant, so he could only nod his head in agreement.
Tian Yuanzi said again, "The Taiqing Mountain is far away from here, and you are young. It will be very difficult and extremely hard to go there alone."
Nanfeng wanted to cry again. At this time, Tian Yuanzi was still worried about his hard work on the road.
Tian Yuanzi said again, "You have just entered the Jianghu. You don't know the dangers of the Jianghu, and you don't understand the evil of people's hearts. Although I am worried about you as a teacher, I can't continue to protect you. I have a few words for you before I say goodbye. You should keep them in mind." .”
"Master, tell me." Nanfeng said.
"The reason why people in the world do nothing is because they plan little and act too much. They never set a goal, and they rush on the road without knowing the path. After setting out on the road, they find that they are not well prepared and the road is difficult, so they have to give up halfway. This is a common problem among ordinary people, and you should avoid it. In short, it is valuable to go back and make mistakes, but it is even more rare to go straight and make no mistakes.”
"There are yin and yang in heaven. Everything has pros and cons. Everything has pros and cons. If you get the pros, you will also suffer the cons. Don't think that you can only enjoy the pros and not the cons. Don't get hung up on the pros and cons. You should calm down and think far, weigh the pros and cons. As long as you have the pros and cons. If it outweighs the disadvantages, do it. Life is short, don’t waste your precious time.”
At this point, Tian Yuanzi stopped. At this time, Nanfeng could already see Lin Zhendong standing in front of the thatched cottage and looking towards here.
"Master, we are almost there."
"The Taiqing Sect cannot help but marry. If you are moved by your thoughts in the future, you need to calmly examine them before you express your true feelings. Do not confess your feelings easily. As the saying goes, the Supreme Being is ruthless. If you can really look carefully, you will find that there are not many women in this world. It’s worthy of your soul’s blessing.” Tian Yuanzi said.
Nanfeng solemnly agreed that the first two sentences should be Tian Yuanzi's experience, but the last sentence should be a lesson he learned through pain.
"Master, he is coming." Nanfeng became nervous.
"My teacher is a sinner of the Taiqing Sect. If you succeed in practice in the future, you should look after Taiqing and atone for my fault as my teacher." Tian Yuanzi said.
"Master, I remember." Nanfeng replied in a low voice.
"Disciple, take care." Tian Yuanzi sighed from behind.
"Hot tea has been prepared. Get out of the car quickly and go inside to drink tea to warm up." Lin Zhendong strode over.
Nanfeng reined in the horse and stopped, fearing that Lin Zhendong would see anger on his face, so he did not look directly at Lin Zhendong, but walked to the back of the carriage and helped Tian Yuanzi down.
By the firelight coming from the thatched cottage, Nanfeng was surprised to find that Tian Yuanzi's appearance had undergone an astonishing change. The ordinary-looking old blind man disappeared and was replaced by a young man with an upright figure and a handsome face. He was slender and tall. The face is straight, the mouth is straight, and the nose is straight. Although the eyes have shrunk and deformed, it can still be seen that Tian Yuanzi was a handsome man before he was blind.
Nanfeng had also speculated on Tian Yuanzi's age before, but what he didn't expect was that Tian Yuanzi was younger than he thought, only about thirty years old, maybe less than thirty.
The change in appearance also brought about a change in demeanor. When he got out of the car, he straightened up, waved his clothes flat, and walked forward. His movements were all full of freedom and ease.
Lin Zhendong came forward and led Tian Yuanzi towards the thatched cottage.
Tian Yuanzi said calmly as he took a step forward, "Headmaster Lin and I have something to say. You stop the horse and tie up the horse, then go pick up some firewood."
Nanfeng didn't answer. He was afraid that he would cry if he spoke.
After watching Tian Yuanzi enter the house, Nanfeng stopped the carriage, took the horse out of the shaft, loosened the reins and let it free, then carried the baggage and walked into the woods east of the road.
Worried that Lin Zhendong would notice something unusual, he walked the first few hundred steps, but after walking a few hundred steps he began to cry and run wildly. He knew that he could not save Tian Yuanzi, and the only way to repay his kindness was to return the Book of Heaven to Taiqing Mountain.
It was winter now, and there were not many thorns in the forest. He ran very fast, covering four or five miles in one breath, and did not slow down until he ran out of breath.
"Where are you going?" a cold female voice.
The sudden sound made Nanfeng Revenant panic. He looked around anxiously and saw a woman in white standing on the bluestone in front of him. The bluestone was more than ten steps away from him. In the dim night, he could only determine based on the figure of the woman. The other party is a woman, but she can't see clearly what she looks like.
Just when he was still in shock, the woman spoke again, "It's enough to say goodbye without saying goodbye. Why take away his baggage?"
As soon as Nanfeng heard the other party's words, he immediately understood that the woman in white was a human and not a ghost, and she and Lin Zhendong were not the same. He was so sick that he sought medical treatment and quickly stepped forward, "Lin Zhendong wants to kill my master, go and save him." he."
The woman in white trembled slightly when she heard this, "How dare he be so bold?"
"It's true. Master can't beat him. I want to die with him." Nanfeng raised his head and looked up at the woman on the bluestone. This person was very young, as beautiful as a fairy but with a frosty face.
After Nanfeng finished speaking, the woman in white suddenly took off into the sky and flew westward.
Nanfeng climbed up the bluestone and looked westward. In the night, he could only see a white shadow rushing towards the thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain.
Just when Bai Ying was no more than two miles away from the thatched cottage, there was a loud noise from the bottom of the mountain...