After the fat man finished speaking, he stood up straight. The monks hurriedly clasped their hands and chanted, "Namo Amitabha, thank you Bodhisattva for your enlightenment."
"How many times have I told you, I'm not a Bodhisattva yet," the fat man waved his hands repeatedly, "What I say may not be right, so you just have to listen."
Seeing that the fat man was about to leave, Murong Lu stepped forward to persuade him to stay, willing to give up the big tent for the fat man to rest. The fat man shook his head and refused, and left the big tent with Nan Feng.
When he came out of the big tent, the fat man looked around and saw no one around him. He hurriedly asked in a low voice, "What did I say?"
"Methodical, simple and straightforward." Nanfeng gave Fatty a thumbs up. In fact, what Fatty said was not very comprehensive, nor was it very profound. However, for Fatty, it was considered a success if he did not make a fool of himself.
Hearing Nan Feng say this, Fatty felt relieved, "What should we do next?"
Nanfeng thought for a while and said, "Murong Lu will definitely invite you to Tuhun. You can go with him. Zhuge Chanjuan and I will find a way to deal with the matter here."
"Please forgive me," the fat man shook his head repeatedly, "I won't go. What if he asks me to give lectures after I go?"
"No, he will only let you show up in front of the people at most, but will not let you lecture in public." Nanfeng said casually.
"Why?" The fat man was puzzled.
"Because you are far from the image of a Bodhisattva in the minds of the people, he will not let the people see your true side. I think he invited you over mainly to make friends with you, and may even give you a lot of donations. You go and treat him." It doesn't hurt to stay for a few days." Nan Feng analyzed.
While the two were talking, they arrived at the tent where they lived last night. The south wind came in first, and the fat man came in behind.
This is a military tent. It used to house more than ten soldiers. It was very spacious. Now there are only three of them. Zhuge Chanjuan is in the northwest corner. Nanfeng slept in the northeast corner last night. Fatty is guarding the door. He sleeps in the east and has no bed. , all on the floor.
When the two came in, Zhuge Chanjuan was lying down in her clothes, taking a book and reading it. When she saw the two coming in, she did not take the initiative to talk to them.
"What if I go and he asks me to be the national master?" The fat man pulled Nan Feng and sat down on his bed.
Nanfeng shook his head, "If you become Tuhun's national master, you won't be as free as you are now. Tuhun is a small country and the water is too shallow to support a big fish like you."
The fat man grinned and said, "That makes sense. The water is a bit shallow. What do you think of letting Wan Zhongyi be the national master? This guy wants to worship me as his master."
"Yes, but he has too little qualifications and it is difficult to convince the public. You have to let those old monks assist him." Nanfeng said, although Tuhun is small, it is still a country after all, and it is always beneficial to install someone of your own.
"Okay, I've got it. Go to bed quickly. I've been waiting for you." The fat man pursed his lips at Zhuge Chanjuan.
The fat man said this on purpose. Zhuge Chanjuan raised her head when she heard the sound and glanced at the fat man, "You are here, what can we do?"
"Hahahaha, then I'll go out and make room for you two." The fat man said with a smile.
"Stop making trouble," Nanfeng waved his hand, "Don't just show off when you go over this time, and help me do something by the way. Let's see if anyone in Tuhun can read Ding Wen. If anyone can, I will learn from them. If you go to school, it will be more convenient in the future.”
"Okay, I'm going to sleep with Murong Lu, so I won't bother you here anymore." The fat man stood up, opened the curtain, and left.
Nanfeng did not stay with him. He did have something to say to Zhuge Chanjuan, but it was not sweet words, but earnest persuasion. Now that he had turned enemies into friends with Tuhun, the poison of that general should be cured.
But what he didn't expect was that no matter what he said, Zhuge Chanjuan just didn't agree. In the end, she got angry, "He called you a wild man, and you forgot?"
"That was a blunder out of anger. How can you take it seriously?" Nanfeng said.
"I warned him in advance. If he talks nonsense again, I will make him speechless for the rest of his life. If he still talks nonsense, it is his own fault. I don't understand, and I want to explain it to you." Zhuge Chanjuan forced herself to come up.
"How can I not?" Nanfeng shook his head.
Zhuge Chanjuan didn't answer, closed the book, turned over and lay down.
Nanfeng had no choice but to go back to his sleeping place, pull out the quilt and lie down, muttering, "Only women and villains are difficult to raise."
Nanfeng said this to lure Zhuge Chanjuan into taking the fight. Zhuge Chanjuan actually took the call, but instead of retorting, she said, "It's good to know."
Zhuge Chanjuan said this, Nanfeng could not answer the question and had to let her go.
At first, he didn't think much about it. He just felt that Zhuge Chanjuan was too vindictive. But after he lay down and thought about the secret room on the solitary peak in the lake, he suddenly understood why Zhuge Chanjuan was so angry. There was a Nine Palace Mechanism on the stone door at the entrance of the secret room. They don't know how to solve this kind of mechanism. If they want to solve it, they can only ask Yuan Anning to come and help. Zhuge Chanjuan must have thought of this, so she became depressed and depressed. The general had bad luck and became her punching bag. .
It is said that a woman's mind is as deep as the bottom of her heart, but in fact, as long as you are careful enough, you can still figure out a woman's thoughts. Of course, the premise is that the woman is not a so-called muddle-headed person who does not know the difference between right and wrong.
Zhuge Chanjuan is very smart, but has a simple mind and clear grievances. She has always regarded Yuan Anning as her love rival. She didn't like Yuan Anning from the beginning, and she didn't like him being too close to Yuan Anning.
After figuring out the reason, we have to think about countermeasures. The most effective way is not to invite Yuan Anning, but whether to invite Yuan Anning depends on whether they can enter the secret room without Yuan Anning.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will go to the lonely peak in the center of the lake tomorrow to see if there is any other way to enter the secret room.
She couldn't sleep well when she had something on her mind. At five o'clock in the morning, Nanfeng got up early, and Zhuge Chanjuan also woke up. However, Nanfeng was a little dissatisfied with her unkindness, so he didn't ask her to go with him. Instead, he called the eighth master and went to the lake alone. Heart lonely peak.
This solitary peak in the center of the lake is called Taiwu Mountain. The peak is so high that it breaks through the fog and reaches the sky. The first ray of light of the rising sun shines on this mountain peak. This must be the origin of the name Taiwu Mountain.
Checking again, the first thing I saw was the stone door. Upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to find that this stone door was different from the stone door of the cave where Gao Pingsheng lived in his previous life. The cave where Gao Pingsheng lived broke through the stone wall above, making It hangs down and closes the hole. The stone door in front of us is in a different situation. There are very small gaps between the stone door and the four stone walls. This situation shows that this stone door does not open up, down, left, and right. The most likely expansion is inside and outside, and only inside and outside. Only a stone door with gaps on all sides could be possible. This was the first time he had seen a stone door of this style.
I tried the thickness of the stone door again, and the detection results were the same as before. The stone door is very thick, and there is probably a metal interlayer in it. Since the spiritual energy cannot break through the body and extend, we can only make a rough judgment based on the spiritual energy rebound. Because of this, we cannot be sure. Is the metal interlayer inside the stone door a simple metal wall or a door-opening mechanism composed of many metals
After staying in front of the stone gate for a stick of incense, Nanfeng left the stone gate and looked for clues elsewhere. The mountain at the height of the stone gate is about eighty feet wide. It is extremely difficult to dig a passage from other locations. Even if it can be dug through, it will be time-consuming. It must also last long.
This place is quite far away from the top of the mountain, so digging from the top down is not feasible.
The cave where Wan Zhongyi lived was located at the bottom of the mountain, extending no more than four or five feet inwards, and was further away from the secret room.
After searching other areas, no loopholes could be found to penetrate the secret room, not even a ventilation hole.
Just when Nanfeng was searching to no avail and was secretly worried, Wan Zhongyi came back. He was going back to the court with Murong Lu and others, and this time he came back to pack his bags.
Seeing Nanfeng on the island, Wan Zhongyi naturally asked about the reason. Nanfeng excused himself by asking for research on dragon veins and earth energy. Wan Zhongyi didn't think much about it. He wanted to worship the fat man as his teacher, and he knew that Nanfeng and Nanfeng were related to each other. The fat man was very close, so he begged Nanfeng to intercede on his behalf.
Nanfeng took the opportunity to ask about his life, and whether it was a lie, the real purpose was to determine who had been here before. During the Zhou Dynasty, the one in ten thousand had not yet become a spirit, so he could not remember what happened at that time, but someone had artificially pried the nine palace stone grids on the stone gate. It is likely that someone had been here in a certain era after the Zhou Dynasty.
Although Wan Zhongyi didn't know what was hidden behind the stone gate, or even knew that the stone gate was a real stone gate, he remembered that several people had been there a long time ago.
As the saying goes, there are no Jiazi in the mountains, and the year is unknown even when the weather is cold. One of the Ten Thousands remembers that someone came here a long time ago, but does not remember exactly when those people came. It was a winter night many years ago, and voices came from the mountain. At that time, he was still shallow and had no life. He couldn't avoid people when they came, and he didn't dare to peep close. Furthermore, there was fog on the mountain in autumn and winter, so even if he wanted to peep, he couldn't see clearly.
He couldn't tell how many people had come, nor how long they had stayed here. What he was sure of was that there was more than one person coming, and he could also be sure that the person who came from the mountain did not stay for more than one night, because the next day he arrived. After surfacing, no one was seen again.
"How many hundred years of Taoism did you have at that time?" Nanfeng asked. It was impossible to know the specific time. He could only make an inference based on the Taoism of one in ten thousand.
"They must have existed for four to five hundred years." Wan Zhongyi replied, and then added, "Those people must be Taoists who came here to collect medicine."
"Why is this said?" Nanfeng asked.
"They didn't go boating here. There were no monks or nuns at that time. None of the Taoist priests had the ability to fly across the sky." Wan Zhongyi raised his hand and pointed, "Back then, there was a spiritual grass growing on the top of the cliff, but it disappeared later. Of course it was Poached by them."
"What spiritual herb?" Nanfeng asked again.
"I don't know what it's called, but that spiritual grass is very magical. When it grew on the top of the cliff, there was no grass growing around it." Wan Zhongyi said.
"Do you still remember the form of the spiritual grass?" Nanfeng asked again.
Wan Zhongyi recalled for a moment and said, "The thing was no more than a foot tall. It looked like grass but not grass, like wood but not wood. It grew on the soilless stone wall. It had yellow roots, white stems, green leaves, red flowers, and black seeds. "
Nanfeng nodded, "It's getting late. Go out. I'll tell Monk Zhengde and let him accept you."
When Wan Zhongyi heard this, he thanked him repeatedly, and the two of them went up and down separately and returned to the west bank.
At this time, Murong Lu and others had packed up and were ready to leave, and all the military tents had been put away, leaving only the one where the three of them lived.
When Murong Lu saw Nanfeng, he warmly invited him and Zhuge Chanjuan to go to Tuhun with the fat man. Nanfeng excused that he had not found the herbs before and could not go immediately, so he sent them first. After sending everyone away, he returned to the tent and sent Wanwan back to the tent. The shape of the spiritual grass mentioned in the first chapter was related to Zhuge Chanjuan, "Do you know what this is?"
"It should be Reincarnation Grass." Zhuge Chanjuan really knew.
"What's the effect?" Nanfeng asked.
Zhuge Chanjuan replied casually, "This thing receives the dew of the sky above, the dragon energy in the middle, and the fire of the earth below. If you drink it with rootless water, it can repair the yin and yang and complete the five elements."
"Be more straightforward." Nanfeng didn't quite understand.
"This object is a holy item for healing and can repair acquired disabilities..."