"Level up a level and be promoted?" Nanfeng's heart was pounding. He took a huge risk and stayed in Taiqing Mountain just to teach him. Otherwise, he could practice elsewhere and come back to avenge Tian Yuanzi after the magic was perfected.
Tianqizi nodded and pointed to the stone table in front of the house for him to sit down. "Taoist priests are required to be awarded 绯 by virtue of their character and cultivation. They need to be promoted step by step, and they can be promoted once every two years at the earliest. They are geniuses." It also takes eighteen years after entering Taoism to be awarded Taixuan, and the only exception is the promotion in the Sanqing Dharma Assembly."
Nanfeng sat down and spoke, "Uncle, are the disciples who are awarded Taixuan the masters in the future?"
Tianqizi then sat down and said, "Yes, the three disciples who have won the previous Dharma meetings will be the future heads of the three sects. Unless the crime is heinous, even the current head will not be changed."
Nanfeng nodded. The Sanqing Dharma Conference mentioned by Tianqizi is indeed an opportunity. Under the eyes of the three sects gathered together, if they can win the battle, they can directly teach Taixuan, even if Tianmingzi and others interfere with it afterwards. , framed and framed, the worst thing is that he will not be able to successfully succeed to the throne, but the conferment of Taixuan is a certainty.
Thinking of this, Nanfeng suddenly thought of something, "Uncle, can we abolish the conferment after the ceremony?"
Tianqizi waved his hand, "After being conferred, you will have a heavenly duty. Even if you make a mistake, you will be punished by the heavenly court. The mortal ancestral court can only remove the Taoist certificate, but it cannot abolish the heavenly duty."
After hearing this, Nan Feng was determined. Before acquiring something, the most important thing is to make sure it is worth acquiring.
It was determined that it was worth getting. The next step was to plan how to get it. He had just started training for a few days. He couldn't even do martial arts, let alone spells. There was less than a year left before the Sanqing Dharma Conference. Even if he practiced hard day and night, he couldn't practice it. What's the point
"Uncle, what are your plans?" Nanfeng asked. Since Tianqizi told him the news, he must have made complete arrangements.
"I have just learned about this matter. Let me tell you first. We will work secretly and work together to pursue it." Tianqizi said.
When Nanfeng heard this, his heart became cold. It turned out that this matter had not been revealed yet.
Tianqizi stood up from his seat, went into the room and brought out a bowl of rice wine. After looking around, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Nanfeng, "Take some rice wine to serve."
Nanfeng took the porcelain bottle, pulled out the cork and smelled it. There was a slight scent of grass and trees, "Uncle, what is this?"
"This is the dragon-toothed silkworm, which is extinct. This one was captured eighty years ago. I have ground it into powder for you." Tianqizi pushed the rice wine in front of Nanfeng.
"Uncle, what's the use of this thing?" Nanfeng asked again.
"Just take it, am I going to harm you?" Tianqizi said with a serious face.
Nanfeng didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he poured the white powder in the porcelain bottle into the rice wine and drank it with his eyes closed. This thing is the same as the Qi-boosting elixir I took before, and I won’t feel anything unusual after taking it.
Tianqizi then asked two more trivial matters. One was whether there was any suspicious person who had an excuse to interact with him recently, and the other was whether Tiangangzi and Tianmingzi had summoned him. Nan Feng all shook their heads. At this time, everyone was keeping a distance from him, and no one wanted to make friends with him. And Tiangangzi didn't talk to him alone. As for the headmaster Tianmingzi, he hadn't seen him at all during this period.
Tianqizi nodded slowly, "They sent people to the north a few days ago. I was worried that they were going to check your details. Now it seems that I was overly worried. Okay, you can go back."
Nanfeng thanked him and left, but instead of returning to the Hall of Harmony, he took a small path down the mountain and ran to a wine shop in the town below to buy drinks and snacks. He played in the Hall of Secular Affairs until the watch came and then went back to his room to sleep. When a minister asked about it, he said that he had been called by Tianqizi to speak.
The next morning, I performed morning prayers as usual. After listening to more, I gradually memorized the morning scriptures. When I chanted the scriptures with others, I felt less sleepy than when I sat in silence. After breakfast, I went to listen to the scriptures again.
After sitting down, I found that Zheng Xian was not in her seat. When her husband started teaching, Zheng Xian's seat was still empty.
Nan Feng was suspicious, whispering to each other and asking around, but no one knew where Zheng Xian had gone.
After finally getting through class, Zheng Xian still didn't come to eat. Nanfeng couldn't sit still and ran to Zheng Xian's residence, only to find that Zheng Xian was not in the room, and her clothes and personal belongings were also missing.
Nanfeng was not very familiar with the ministers of Xiahe Palace, and it was not convenient to ask, so he ran down the mountain to look for Lingxizi. Lingxizi actually knew about this, "Her mother died of illness last night, and she went home to attend the funeral."
"Oh." Nanfeng was very frustrated.
"Do you have any objections to her?" Lingxizi asked with a smile.
"No, no." Nanfeng shook his head in denial.
"If you have no unreasonable intentions, why do you ask her?" Lingxizi patted Nanfeng on the shoulder, "It's a pity, I'm afraid she won't come back."
When Nanfeng heard this, he looked at Lingxizi in confusion, and Lingxizi said, "She is the daughter of an official family. It will take two years to lose her parents. By then, she will be old and it is time for her to be married to someone else."
"Brother, is her mother really dead?" Nanfeng frowned and looked sideways. He suspected that someone didn't want him to be with Zheng Xian, so he deliberately drove Zheng Xian away. As for Ding Yan, who lost his mother, it was probably just an excuse.
"It goes without saying that I led the servant who reported the funeral up the mountain." Lingxizi said.
"Does she know that servant?" Nanfeng asked again.
"Of course I know her. The carriage that picked her up also belongs to Dr. Zheng's house." Lingxizi raised her hand to greet her, "The time has come, go back to the mountain to study scriptures. A real man has no need to worry about having a wife. If you can be promoted to Ziqi Zhenren in the future, Even if you want to marry that princess, it won’t be difficult.”
Nanfeng sighed helplessly, thanked him, and turned back to the mountain.
After thinking about it carefully, this must be true. Tian Chengzi and others deliberately transferred him to Zheng Xian in order to prevent him from skipping classes. Since they made this arrangement, how could they drive Zheng Xian away from him.
Nanfeng returned to the mountain with a long sigh, sat down with half-hearted interest, and listened to the scriptures chattingly. Although Zheng Xian never responded to his advances, the person he liked just left without even saying hello. He didn't fight, he didn't even say goodbye, anyone else would be depressed.
Losing the motivation to study, Nanfeng began to skip classes again. He had never forgotten the matter of revenge for his master, but he also knew very well that even if he studied these boring scriptures desperately, he would not be able to avenge his master. The key was to Looking at the arrangements of Tianqizi and others, listening to the scriptures is of no use, learning magic is the real thing.
But Tianqizi had disappeared since the last time he saw him. Nanfeng went to the wooden house where he lived several times. There was always a lock on the door, so he must have gone out.
Good friends are good friends, even if they don't stay together all the time, they are still good friends. Seeing Nan Feng depressed and lost, Cao Meng was secretly worried. He found an opportunity to come over and pointed out Kun Dao in the team to him, "That woman has outstanding appearance." , very impressive.”
"What?" Nanfeng tilted his head and looked at him.
"What do you mean?" Cao Meng asked.
"I'm eighteen rather than twenty. I'm so old. Do I want to be a mother?" Nan Feng curled his lips and tilted his head.
"Look at that again." Cao Meng pointed to another person. An honest person may not be ignorant. Cao Meng is already twenty and knows more than Nanfeng.
"The face is so long that it almost catches up with the donkey. Do you want it?" Nanfeng sighed.
When Cao Meng heard what Nanfeng said was unpleasant, he hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, she is the younger sister of the current emperor, Princess Leren."
"Princess like this should be left to others to enjoy. I don't want it." Nanfeng muttered in a low voice. Calling the princess a donkey is equivalent to calling the emperor a donkey. Insulting the emperor is to punish the Nine Clan, even though he doesn't have the Nine Clan to be punished.
Seeing that Nanfeng didn't like the two women he pointed at, Cao Meng pointed at another one.
Seeing that Cao Meng was referring to a girl of about ten years old, Nanfeng got annoyed and said, "Go aside and don't bother me."
Cao Meng had good intentions and wanted to point it out, but there were less than a hundred Taoists starting this year, and Kun Dao only had twenty or thirty. It seemed that there were only a few, and there was no choice.
"Class is about to start, what are you doing?" Cao Meng shouted to Nanfeng who was leaving the team.
"Master Tianqi is looking for me to talk to." Nanfeng used Tianqizi as a shield again.
"Master Tianqi is not in the mountain, who are you lying to?" Cao Meng said.
Nanfeng ignored him, took a detour down the mountain, and ran to the town to play.
Tian Chengzi is the assistant minister of the lower palace, and Nanfeng's actions naturally cannot escape his eyes, but he does not strictly stop him. The more naughty Nanfeng behaves, the less Tiangangzi and Tianmingzi dare to accept him. From this perspective, It seems that Nanfeng skipping classes is beneficial to himself and them.
The town at the foot of the mountain is more than ten miles away from Taiqing Mountain. It only takes half a stick of incense to copy the path. This town is very large, two to three times larger than the towns in the north. Sometimes you will encounter other people in the town. Taoist priests, after the Taoist priests of Xiahe Hall teach them, no one will strictly restrain them. They can leave the mountain for activities outside of morning and evening classes.
During this period, he saw Lingyanzi twice in the town. Lingyanzi and several other Taoist nuns went shopping for daily necessities. For convenience, they all changed into casual clothes and did not wear Taoist robes.
To be fair, Lingyanzi is not ugly either, with an oval face, crescent eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a nose that is neither big nor small, and lips that are neither thin nor thick. After putting on secular clothes, she looks elegant and refined.
But Nanfeng has seen how cruel she is. When this guy hits someone, he bares his teeth and glares, giving him a fierce look. He can't hit her right now, so he should avoid her first. When he gets stronger later, he can look for opportunities to retaliate.
Nanfeng had already exchanged that golden bean for silver. He had sold a lot of wine during this period, and there was still some left. Don't waste it, don't waste it. It should last a year and a half.
Other new Taoists, after becoming disciples, would sit cross-legged and meditate at night and practice the Dongshen Sutra, but Nanfeng never got any guidance, and he didn't know where to start if he wanted to practice Qi.
It was January in the blink of an eye, the weather turned cooler, and everyone put on thick preaching robes. After the lecturer finished teaching a book, he would conduct a paper examination as usual, with a total of three questions. According to the knowledge of everyone, they were divided into grades A, B, C, and III.
Although Nanfeng skipped classes from time to time, he got an A grade in the assessment of both classics. The taboo in the assessment was telling the truth. Compassion, benevolence, nobility, greatness, selflessness, if you talk about it in a big way, in an empty way, in a false way, if you say it is inhumane, if you say it is not like the fireworks of the world, you can get the first grade. If I tell the truth, I am not aware enough and can only get a C.
The next scriptures to be studied were Nanhua Sutra and Chongxu Sutra. Nanfeng skipped classes less often. When the weather got cold, it was too cold to run outside. Secondly, he had money going out but no money coming in, so he had to use it sparingly.
After waiting for another half month, Tian Qizi still didn't return. Nanfeng couldn't sit still and ran to ask Tian Chengzi, but Tian Chengzi didn't know where Tian Qizi had gone or when he would come back.
Seeing that the Taoists who started the journey with him were meditating and practicing their Qi, the south wind became impatient. One night, Cao Meng was called over and asked about the explanation of the cave god...