The battlefield of the two Wei Dynasties is in the northeast, and the Orc Valley is on the southwest border. To go to the Orc Valley, you have to move to the southwest.
There are often east winds in spring. When Ba Ye flies, he gradually turns to the west. The south wind wants to correct it, but after thinking about it, he simply instructs Ba Ye to change the route and follow the wind to the west. This place is not far from Yubi City. Yuan Anning once said that trivial matters should be dealt with I will come to Yubi City later to look for my old friend, but I don’t know if she has come.
The jade was three hundred miles to the west of the battlefield. It was already dawn when we arrived there. Nanfeng instructed Ba Ye to lower his altitude and circle twice over the city. This move caused the people in the city to exclaim and look up. If Yuan Anning died, You should have heard about it in Yubi.
Not seeing Yuan Anning, Nanfeng didn't wait long, and took Ba Ye south. In fact, he only came here on a whim. If Yuan Anning was really here, he didn't know how to face it.
After traveling a few hundred miles south, the sun rose and became a bit dazzling. Master Ba didn't like flying in the daytime. There happened to be a city below, so the south wind fell outside the city and he walked into the city.
At this time, the shops in the city were already open. Nanfeng first went to the fabric store to buy fabrics, and then found a tailor to help make two Taoist robes. The Taoist robes were very similar to Hanfu, and a tailor could sew them.
I found the inn, ate, took a shower, and then slept in the room. After waking up, I went to the tailor shop to get my Taoist robe and put it on. I looked at myself in the mirror. They said that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. This is true. Wearing Put on a brand new Taoist robe, really spiritual.
It stands to reason that a Taoist should carry a long sword and a whisk on his back when walking around, but if you don't have one, it is not required. These are all external things and dispensable, but Taoist robes are different. Wearing Taoist robes means you are upright and proud. As a human being, I have spent the past five years hiding in hiding, but now I finally no longer have to hide my head and show my tail.
There are always ups and downs in life, and frustration and downfall are inevitable. When people are unlucky, they can live in embarrassment, and they can live in shabby conditions, but they cannot live in despicable conditions. Over the years, they have encountered many dangers, and have almost died several times. In the early years, I even ate rats, but no matter what, I have never lost my integrity in these years, nor have I done anything to disgrace Tian Yuanzi.
It was Shen Shi in the afternoon, and the sun had not yet set. Nanfeng was not in a hurry to hit the road. Instead, he leafed through the yellow papers given by Yan Feixue in his room. There were three pieces of yellow paper. The first one was rubbing the tortoise shell. It was rubbed with cinnabar, and it was very clear. There were more than thirty ancient characters on it. After previous translations, he had been able to recognize most of the ancient characters on it. The remaining ones he didn't recognize, so he looked through the Kyushu dictionary again, which was a backup. That book, the one I was reading was thrown away in the military camp.
The last two records are the high-level magic spells of the Shangqing Sect. They are written in small regular script and should be Yan Feixue's own handwriting. The characters are very small. They record in detail the methods of moving Qi of various spells, as well as the amount of spiritual energy required to perform them. The pinching of finger tips and the chanting of mantras, carefully counted, are exactly thirty-six.
The Shangqing Sect naturally has more than just these spells. There should be hundreds of large and small spells. The ones Yan Feixue gave him were all carefully selected and high-quality spells. Most of them were offensive spells, and there were also a small number of detection and induction summoning spells. , these are all high-level magic spells, plus the commonly used and simple spells written by Tianmu Old Taoist during his lifetime, the spells are complete.
After reading ten lines at a glance, Nanfeng carefully put away the yellow paper and went to the front hall to eat.
Since it was still early, he was the only one eating in the inn. Just when he was about to leave after eating the noodles, a group of warriors came outside the door.
There were seven or eight warriors who came, and some of them looked familiar to Nan Feng. He might have seen them last night, but at this time they had taken off their military uniforms and changed back to warrior clothes. He was not sure whether these people were on the battlefield yesterday. appeared.
Among these warriors, two are older, and the rest are all strong men in their thirties and forties. Judging by their clothes, they should be from the same sect. The two leaders should be around sixty years old, and these two Nan The wind feels familiar.
While Nanfeng was sizing them up, the two men were also sizing up Nanfeng. Not only had they changed their clothes, but Nanfeng had also changed his clothes. Nanfeng wasn't sure whether they had appeared on the battlefield yesterday, and they weren't sure whether Nanfeng had. Was it the same person they had met.
If they were ordinary people, looking directly at them like this would definitely earn them scoldings from those strong men, but they were not fools. They knew that Taoists were not easy to mess with. After entering, they pretended not to see Nanfeng sizing up their leader, and instead pulled up a stool to choose a seat. , and served the two old men to sit down.
After the two old men sat down, they exchanged glances with each other. One of them nodded slowly, probably recognizing him.
At this time, Nanfeng had finished eating the noodles and was about to pay and leave. However, when he saw these people, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned around and stared at the two old men without hesitation.
Staring directly is usually understood as a provocation, or at least it means that you are not afraid of the other party. Seeing Nan Feng looking directly at him rudely, one of the strong men with no long eyes finally couldn't hold back, "That Taoist, what are you looking at?"
"Do you know who I am?" Nanfeng said with a smile.
"Who are you?" The strong man looked fierce but was sad.
"I didn't talk to you. Hey, those two old men, do you still remember me? We met on the battlefield yesterday." Nan Feng made an unabashed provocation. Now everyone in the world knows that he has obtained the Book of Heaven and obtained the Book of Heaven. The one who has the Book of Heaven can conquer the world. No one can remain indifferent to such divine objects. They must either coerce and rob them, or take the initiative to show their favor. Something must be done, and everyone must be intimidated. Only by punishing the former can we avoid the latter.
Seeing what he said was unpleasant, the warriors became furious, unsheathed their swords, and took up their stance.
Jiang was still very old. When the two old men heard this, they frowned at first. After a while, smiles appeared on their faces. They stood up from their seats and raised their hands to Nanfeng. "I am blind and have never recognized the real person. No wonder, no wonder, the real person." Where are you going this time?”
Nanfeng wanted to pick a fight, so when he saw the two of them acting like this, he couldn't help but fall out. They said that a vicious punch would not hit a person with a smiley face, so why would he have the nerve to strike again if he had to smile at the expense of others.
However, if you don't punch someone with a smiley face, it's only for good people. If the other person is a bad person, the more you smile at him, the more he will push for it.
"I have nothing to do. I'm just looking around." Nanfeng stood up and walked towards the counter.
One of the old men took the lead and took out the money bag in front of the counter. "As the saying goes, meeting is fate. You can take care of it yourself. Give our brother a face and let us settle the bill for you."
"How can that be done?" Nanfeng was a little surprised. He vaguely remembered that these two people were purple energy masters. Even if he didn't want to conflict with him, there was no need to rush to help him settle the bill, and he still did it in front of his disciples. Very embarrassing.
"Master, just go. If you have the opportunity to go to Jiping in the future, you will definitely stop by Shuanglong Mountain for a while, and let us show our friendship as landlords." The other old man also came over.
Seeing this person coming, Nanfeng immediately cheered up. God knows whether these two people are sincerely showing their goodwill, or they want to take the opportunity to get closer and launch a sneak attack.
"Aren't you and Ziguang Pavilion on the same side?" Nanfeng asked.
"The real person has a sharp eye and can see clearly. Shuanglongshan is a small family. To survive in troubled times, it is often under coercion." An old man held up his hands and smiled in apology.
"It's not easy." Nanfeng nodded. The old man's meaning was obvious. He was trying to excuse himself for helping Long Yunzi to fight in the front line yesterday, and was worried that he would anger them because he hated Long Yunzi.
"You are really generous." The old man immediately got off the slope.
"Okay, thank you very much. You can eat. I'm leaving." Nanfeng turned around and started to leave.
"Stand here, you man." One of the old men pointed to the other old man's money bag. The latter understood and took the money bag to him. The man took it, put the money in the two money bags together, and handed it over with both hands. , "The real person eats frugally. There are some vulgar things here, which are a little bit of Shuanglong Mountain's kindness. Things have been rushed, so don't dislike it."
Nanfeng thought for a while, reached out to take it, and said with a smile, "I haven't asked you for your names yet."
"I'm Gou Dalin," the older man said, pointing to the man next to him, "This is my brother Gou Daqing."
"Blessings are immeasurable, Heavenly Lord, be polite and courteous." Nanfeng Ji bowed his head and returned the courtesy, "Mountains do not change and water does not change, there will always be a day to meet each other in the future, let's go."
The two of them gave him a smile and sent him out of the inn. They watched him disappear into the street before feeling relieved.
"Master, who is he?" One person asked in confusion.
"A person who has obtained many heavenly books and is eager to kill people to establish his authority." Gou Dalin looked very ugly.
Nanfeng left with satisfaction. This result was also what he hoped for. Compared with secretly harming people, he wanted everyone to show their kindness and ask for something. The former needed to be on guard at all times, while the latter only needed to consider whether to give or not, which was much easier than being on guard at all times. .
When they arrived outside the city, the sun was setting. Ba Ye flew up and took him south.
Some of the things people encounter are unpredictable, but more often than not, what people encounter is caused by their previous actions. On the way south, Nanfeng was thinking about what he should do next. There were two things. It must be done as soon as possible. The first is to find the opponent as soon as possible and establish authority. The second is to find people who are kind to you and give them praise. As long as you do these two things, you can leave a favorable impression on the world: you can't force it, you have to coax it.
In the middle of the night, he arrived near Taiyin Mountain, where he had buried a piece of tortoise shell, which was the same piece he got in the Orc Valley. Now that Hua Ci'er knew what he had taken from the Orc Valley, he went to find Fatty this time. When Hua Ci'er sees him, she will definitely hold him accountable. This is human nature. If her useless things are taken away by others, she will feel dissatisfied.
Thinking of this, I took a detour and went to the cave in Taiyin Mountain. The tortoise shell was still there. After digging it out, I was about to leave. Suddenly I remembered something. Now the news that he has the Book of Heaven has spread. Many people know that Zhuge Liang had it before. Chanjuan was traveling with him and Fatty, so she did not rule out the possibility that someone might attack Zhuge Chanjuan, so she had to leave something to save Zhuge Chanjuan's life.
There was another porcelain vase. I took out the talisman paper and transcribed the words on the tortoise shell. After thinking about it, I added, "I'll stop here and let bygones be bygones."
It was written in this way so that those who coerced Zhuge Chanjuan would not kill people out of fear. After writing it, put it in a porcelain vase, seal it tightly, and bury it in its original place.
When I arrived at the border of Liang Kingdom at the fifth watch, I suddenly remembered something and ordered the eighth master to go to Fengming Mountain. I couldn't find anyone to establish authority for the time being, but there was someone ready to show mercy.
When he arrived at Fengming Mountain, it was Chenshi, and there was still a group of people at the foot of the mountain. He did not shy away from it, and landed directly in front of the mountain, and walked towards the concierge in full view of everyone.
The servant at the gate recognized him and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly left the others behind and came forward to greet him.
"I'd like to inform you that Nanfengzi wants to see you. I'm willing to exchange a volume of the Heavenly Book for immunity from all poisons." Nanfeng said loudly. He said it loudly on purpose. Is there any way for Uncle Wang to be immune to all poisons? He didn't know that his main purpose was to spread the word through people's mouths. Firstly, he could tell everyone that he was not stingy with the Book of Heaven. Secondly, he could also indirectly tell those who wanted to poison him not to worry about poisoning him. it's useless.
The porter was not surprised when he heard this, turned around eagerly, and walked up the mountain quickly.
After the concierge left, Nanfeng tilted his head and looked around. Everyone saw that his eyes were not kind and no one looked at him.
Nanfeng was a little disappointed when he couldn't find an opponent, so he stopped bullying these small people. If he wanted to fight, he would fight with the big ones. He called Fatty to the Orc Valley and went to Ziguang Pavilion to sneak attack Li Chaozong.
Just when I turned around and came back, I found the concierge running back again.
The porter came closer and whispered, "Hero, your friend is on the mountain now..."