"Revisiting the old place?" Yuan Anning was puzzled.
Uncle Wang said, "Don't leave in a hurry. Your breath is unstable. Let me take your pulse."
Nanfeng waved his hand and said with a smile, "There's no need to check your pulse. If you still have the Yang Pills, give me a few more."
"Have you used up all the ones I gave you earlier?" Uncle Wang frowned.
"Ah." Nanfeng nodded. Uncle Wang gave him five Yang Yang Pills that day. He used three of them to transcend the tribulation into purple, gave one to Yuan Anning, and one was taken away by Li Chaozong.
"It's not easy to smelt the Huanyang Pill, it's extremely difficult to get all the herbs, and there are few ready-made pills." Uncle Wang took out a porcelain vase from his sleeve, "I only have the last two left here, so I'll give them to you."
"Thank you." Nanfeng reached out and took it.
"Use it sparingly, this is Yang Huan Dan, not Dali Pill." Uncle Wang shook his head helplessly.
"I know, I know." Nanfeng smiled.
Yuan Anning originally didn't know where Nanfeng was going when he wanted to return to his hometown. When he saw him asking for Yang Yang Dan, he guessed that he was going to the Taiqing Sect. "There has been a big change in Chang'an. They may have heard about it."
"It's a rare opportunity. There won't be a shop like this after passing this village." Nanfeng said casually. After saying this, seeing Yuan Anning's face looking worried, he comforted him again, "No one is my opponent now, not Yuqing. Taiqing is even worse, I want to return Yang Dan just to be safe."
"I know." Yuan Anning nodded, "I'm not worried about your safety, I'm worried about..."
"It's okay," Nanfeng interrupted Yuan Anning, "Taiqing Sect is my master's sect and has a close relationship with me. I will not act recklessly."
Seeing Nanfeng say this, Yuan Anning felt a little relieved, "Go early and come back early."
Nanfeng nodded, then turned to Uncle Wang and said, "I am going to Taiqing Sect to seek revenge. Are there any of your relatives or friends there?"
Uncle Wang is an old man. How could he not see that Nanfeng wanted to take the opportunity to pay off the debt? He shook his head and said, "No."
"Okay then, I owe you two favors." Nanfeng turned around to leave.
"I can't figure it out," Uncle Wang pointed at Yuan Anning with a smile, "I am the only one in the world who dares to reach out for an injury like Lingzheng's."
Nanfeng smiled, turned around and stepped forward. Uncle Wang was really a cunning old man. Seeing that he was gaining power, he stopped negotiating deals with him and started to develop friendship with him.
Uncle Wang sent Nanfeng out the door, took a sachet from his waist and handed it to him, "This sachet can remove the invisible poisonous miasma around Fengming Mountain. There are many idle people in front of the mountain, so avoid it if you can."
"Thank you." Nanfeng thanked him, took it, collected the sachet, and headed west.
This time, we have plenty of time to go to Taiqing Sect. Fengming Mountain is not very far from Taiqing Sect. It only takes an hour to get to Taiqing Sect. All we need to do is get things done before tomorrow's hour.
For the same thing, if the ability is insufficient, careful thinking, careful preparation, and clever strategies are needed to make up for it.
But once you have enough ability, all these can be omitted, just keep your mind clear.
On the way to Taiqing, Nanfeng didn't think too much about what he should do and what he shouldn't do. It all depended on the other party's attitude and he was truly adaptable.
Not long after, the south wind came to the foot of Taiqing Mountain.
In the winter seven years ago, he left the Taiqing Sect and stated in his suicide note that he would return to Taiqing in twelve years. Now, he has advanced the twelve-year deadline by five years.
When I revisit my old place, I cannot avoid meeting familiar people. The first person I met was Ling Xizi, a Taoist from Zhike.
Back then in the Taiqing Sect, Lingxizi was quite good to him. When he saw Lingxizi coming out of the wooden house where he knew the Taoist people lived, Nanfeng greeted him cordially, "Taoist Master Lingxi, do you still remember me?"
"Are you Nanfeng?" Lingxizi recognized Nanfeng at a glance.
"Yes, it's me." Nanfeng smiled.
Looking around and seeing no one around, Lingxizi walked over quickly and looked Nanfeng up and down, "Why are you in such a mess?"
"It's a long story." Nanfeng was still laughing.
Lingxizi pulled Nanfeng to the shade of the tree, "I heard Lingguizi talk about you a few years ago. I haven't seen you for several years. Where have you been?"
"You don't know?" Nanfeng asked casually.
"What do you know?" Lingxizi looked confused.
Seeing him like this, Nanfeng understood that Lingxizi didn't know what he had done in these years. Lingxizi was a Taoist who knew how to be a guest. Most of the people he came into contact with on weekdays were pilgrims and believers, and most of the pilgrims were uncles and aunts. Things in the world He didn't know much, and given his humble status, no one would tell him some important things.
"Is Tianmingzi on the mountain?" Nanfeng asked.
"What?" Ling Xizi frowned. The Taoist sect valued respect and inferiority the most, and Nanfeng was the lowest in the Taiqing Sect. It was disrespectful to call the master by his Taoist title.
Sometimes acquaintances are just acquaintances. Nanfeng didn't say much to Lingxizi. He took out a few pieces of jade from his arms. These jade objects were picked out from the treasures found by Fatty and Zhuge Chanjuan in order to get them. From the Fire Palace, Mo Li used the jade pendant he wore before to compare and refer to Liu Ruyan. Now it was of no use, so he gave it to Lingxizi and said, "Taoist priest, take it to sell wine."
Lingxizi didn't respond to his doubts. Nanfeng gave Lingxizi the jade, turned around and walked quickly up the mountain along the stone road.
There was no one on the mountain road in the afternoon. Soon the south wind came to the vicinity of Xiahe Hall. There was a road to the west of Xiahe Hall, which led to Tianqizi's residence. When he got here, the south wind stopped and he could still see clearly. He recalled the specific location where the Taoist accidentally broke the medicine bottle. To be precise, the Taoist did not make a mistake, but was plotted by Li Luoxue.
He had lived in Xiahe Hall before, so he went to Xiahe Hall. The people living in Xiahe Hall were junior Taoists below Shengxuan. Most of them were meditating in the room and practicing Qi, and some were washing clothes and drying them in the yard. Quilt.
Just as Nanfeng looked around, looking for familiar faces, someone called him, "Nanfeng?"
Nanfeng turned around when he heard the sound, and saw a black and strong Taoist coming in from the door carrying water, "Haha, Cao Meng."
Cao Meng was the coachman who failed the eighth test. Back then, Nanfeng made several friends in the Hall of Customary Affairs. Kong Yiming didn’t know whether he was good or bad, but they later broke up. Cao Meng was honest and honest, and they had always been good friends. That year he left Taiqing Sect, let Cao Meng pass it on.
"You have been gone for so many years and there is no news at all. I have been thinking about you. You are finally back." Cao Meng came over and grabbed Nanfeng's shoulders. He was very happy. The reason why he was able to stay in Taiqing Sect back then was all because of it. With Nanfeng's secret help, Kong Yiming did not accept Nanfeng's feelings, but he always thought of Nanfeng's kindness.
"Yeah, how have you been these past few years?" Nanfeng asked.
"It's okay, but I haven't made much progress in my Qi training. Fortunately, my master is kind to me and taught me a lot of spells in private." Cao Meng pointed to his residence, "Let's go in and talk."
"No need, there are other people in the room and it's not convenient to talk." Nanfeng pulled Cao Meng to a shady corner and sat down there, "Is Uncle Tiancheng okay?"
"Okay, Master is now in charge of the Hall of Harmony." Cao Meng said.
"Where did Tiangangzi go?" Nanfeng asked.
"Uncle Tiangang has been promoted to the head of Zhongwei Hall," Cao Meng pointed at Nanfeng's robe, "Where did you come from and why are you covered in blood?"
"Chang'an." Nanfeng said casually, "Are those people from back then still there?"
"Who are you asking?" Cao Meng asked.
"Where's the little fat guy?" Nanfeng asked. Back then, Liang Guozong Zheng Xiaohu's pig-headed son entered the Taiqing Sect through the back door. Others didn't dare to mess with the little fat guy, but he dared to torment the little thing.
"You have gone back a long time ago. Those are all officials' children. They are here to learn some rules and have fun. How can you stay here forever?" Cao Meng suddenly remembered something when he said this, "By the way, have you eaten yet?" , I still have a few rice cakes in the house."
"Just sit down, I'm not hungry." Nanfeng said.
Seeing what he said, Cao Meng thought that he had not eaten lunch, so he got up and went to get rice cakes. In fact, he really hadn't eaten lunch either. What he had with Yuan Anning before was considered breakfast.
Kindness is hard to deny, so Nanfeng never rejected Cao Meng's kindness. Sometimes old friends carry not just friendship, but more of the memories of those years.
Cao Meng was concerned about whether Taiqing Sect would accept Nanfeng again, because Nanfeng broke the rules by leaving without saying goodbye.
Nanfeng, on the other hand, was concerned about how the people he knew back then were doing. He would even ask if the mule that pulled the cart in Suwudian was still alive.
Even animals can ask questions, and enemies can naturally ask questions.
"Lingyanzi, she is still here, but she no longer lives in Xiahe Hall. She has moved to Zhongwei Hall," Cao Meng said. After finishing speaking, he hesitated for a long time and said, "She and We are not the same person, she is smart and talented, and now both are Danlan Cave Xuan cultivators, and she is currently fighting fiercely with Fan Zhanlin."
"Who is Fan Zhanlin?" Nanfeng frowned.
"You are the disciple of the headmaster who joined the mountain gate with us." Cao Meng reminded.
"Oh, I remembered, there is another one named Jiang Xilian, right?" Nanfeng asked.
"Yes, yes, right, after you left, Lingyanzi fell in love with him," Cao Meng lowered his voice, curled his lips and shook his head, "If this woman is not successful, she will climb high."
"Haha." Nanfeng laughed.
"As long as you're not angry, just eat quickly," Cao Meng urged. "After eating, I'll take you to the master and ask him to come forward and tell you. But you'd better not bring this sword with you."
Before Nanfeng answered, several Taoists in the yard suddenly ran back to their rooms like frightened rabbits.
Cao Meng stood up in confusion and looked to the west, "Oh no, the people from the Lucha Palace are coming. Hurry and hide."
"Go back to your room. No matter what happens, don't come out." Nanfeng said.
Cao Meng wanted to pull Nanfeng, but he couldn't. He had no choice but to run away by himself, "Hurry and hide in the latrine."
There have been changes in Taiqing Sect over the years, at least there is an extra hut, which was not there before.
Not long after, two Taoists came in from the door. The Taiqing Sect had a Lucha Hall that maintained order and supervised the disciples. These two Taoists belonged to the Lucha Hall.
If it weren't for these two Taoist priests from the Lucha Hall, Nanfeng might still go to the Secular Affairs Hall in Xishan to meet those uncles and aunts. But now he couldn't. The two Taoist priests from the Lucha Hall took away his sword and escorted him to the Lucha Hall. The inspection hall is waiting for the disposal of the chief "Uncle Tianshan".
The principal and assistants were on duty in rotation, and it happened that the principal was on duty today. When they arrived at the Lucha Hall, someone went to report it, saying that they had captured a thief who broke into the mountain gate without permission and behaved suspiciously.
Not long after, Tianshanzi followed the Taoist out of the room.
Taiqing Sect is the sect of Tian Yuanzi, which is also the sect of Nanfeng. In any case, there is some incense and affection. If you can avoid killing, you should try not to kill, but some people must be killed, and this Tianshanzi must be killed. of ranks.
Tianshanzi's expression was a mixture of anger and surprise, forever frozen on his head that had left his neck.
Nan Feng moved so quickly that until Tian Shanzi was beheaded, the two Taoists from the Lucha Palace did not react. The Taoist who accompanied Tian Shanzi was wondering what had spilled all over his head and face, while the one who was escorting Nan Feng The Taoist felt a light touch in his hand and was looking for his sword.
"Don't be stunned, why don't you ring the bell and call someone..."