The young woman tilted her head sideways, thoughtfully, and shook her head after a moment, "How could you remember me when you were only eighteen years ago?"
"Twelve." Nanfeng answered.
"Twelve?" The young woman became more and more confused and looked up and down. "Do you mean you are already thirty years old?"
"Isn't it the same?" Nanfeng asked.
The young woman shook her head, "No, you are in your early twenties at most."
"You are in your early twenties, but I don't know that you are already over 800 years old." Nanfeng said. The reason why the young woman did not think of him was because she misjudged his age. In the past nine years, he had The physical body is in a state of death.
"Who are you?" the young woman asked doubtfully.
Seeing that the young woman really couldn't remember him, Nan Feng said, "Back in Chang'an, you once took me to listen to Long Yunzi's lectures."
After being reminded by Nanfeng, the young woman finally found that memory in the depths of her mind, "Are you the little beggar who stole my clothes?"
"How can you say you stole it? I picked it up." Nanfeng said with a smile.
The young woman confirmed his identity and looked him up and down again, "Look carefully, he looks like he did back then, but he doesn't look like he was thirty. Have you had any adventures in these years?"
Nanfeng shook his head. He didn't have Qiyu. Everything he had at this time was obtained through hard work, while Qiyu was something he got for nothing.
"How do you know my lifespan?" the young woman asked. Under normal circumstances, looking at the complexion can only determine the cultivation level and whether it is a human being, but it cannot determine the lifespan and original body.
"My master told me." Nanfeng said.
The young woman suddenly realized what she was saying and looked around again, "Is your master here?"
Nan Feng nodded.
"Please come out quickly and let me express my gratitude." The young woman urged. She knew that there was an expert hiding nearby, but she didn't think it was Nanfeng because he was too young.
"He has left." Nanfeng shook his head.
The young woman didn't know what Nanfeng was referring to and shook her head sadly, "Where are you going?"
"Chang'an." Nanfeng said.
"I'm going to Chang'an too, can you ride a horse?" the young woman asked.
Nanfeng smiled but did not answer.
The young woman walked to the roadside and untied the two horses tied there by the warrior. "This is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go quickly."
Nan Feng stood still.
"It doesn't matter, I kill someone, and you go with me..."
Before the young woman could finish speaking, Nanfeng walked over and took the reins, mounted the horse, and drove ahead.
Someone died here. The young woman was eager to leave the scene. She rode her horse very fast and drove more than sixty miles in one breath. She reached the city ahead at sunrise.
After entering the city, the young woman hurriedly searched for an inn to work as a guest. Although she could transform into a human form, her spiritual skills were shallow and her body was afraid of cold. Even after transforming into a human, she could not stand the cold. Her face was pale and her teeth were chattering.
The young woman originally wanted two rooms, but there was only one room left in the inn. Nanfeng waved his hand, "I just want to talk to you, and I will leave soon."
After entering the room, the young woman eagerly got on the kang, wrapped in a quilt and huddled in the corner shivering.
When the waiter brought the hot water, Nanfeng poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her, "What grudges do you have with those people before you?"
"You also saw that I stole their things." The young woman held the tea cup.
"Qi-replenishing elixir?" Nanfeng asked. Although he didn't know what was in the porcelain bottle, he recognized that kind of porcelain bottle.
The young woman nodded.
"How many revolutions?" Nanfeng sat down at the table in front of the kang.
"Six rotations," the young woman said.
Nanfeng nodded. Only Uncle Wang in the world could refine the Qi-Building Spirit Pill. The ninth rank corresponds to the ninth level. The Sixth Rank Qi-Building Spirit Pill can help those who practice Qi to advance to the Deep Blue Cave.
"You saved my life, I will give this elixir to you." The young woman took out the porcelain bottle from her arms.
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, but you are still so generous." Nanfeng said, when he met her by the moat of the East City, the latter not only took him to buy clothes, but also gave him her money bag before leaving.
The young woman said nothing and threw the porcelain bottle over.
The porcelain bottle came very quickly, so Nanfeng raised his hand to catch it and threw it back, "I want it to be useless, you can keep it for yourself."
The young woman took the porcelain bottle back, held it in her hand, and looked at Nanfeng in confusion. She had thrown the porcelain bottle with spiritual energy attached to it in order to force Nanfeng to activate the spiritual energy to take over, so as to observe his cultivation, but Nanfeng When Feng Jie threw the porcelain bottle, his complexion did not appear.
"What have you been busy with these years?" Nanfeng asked.
"As before, try to figure out your Qi training method and practice it." The young woman said, and then asked, "What about you, what have you been doing these years, and who is your master?"
"It's a long story." Nanfeng shook his head. It was almost too long to say, both of which meant he didn't want to say it.
The young woman said oh, not knowing what else to say, she just held the tea cup and lowered her head to drink water.
"Why don't you wear Taoist robes?" Nanfeng asked casually.
"Buddhism and Taoism are being expelled from the Northern Kingdom. Aren't you asking for trouble by wearing Taoist robes at this time? Besides, I'm not a Taoist either," the young woman said.
Nanfeng nodded, "I don't know your name yet."
"I'll call you Ah Qing," the young woman said, and then asked, "What about you? What's your name?"
"I remember what I once told you." Nanfeng said.
"I don't remember." Ah Qing shook his head.
Nanfeng smiled. Ah Qing met him by chance, and she only held his hand to use his yang energy to cover up her evil spirit. He remembered Ah Qing, but Ah Qing's impression of him was already very vague.
Even after drinking water, Ah Qing's face was still ugly, and it was obvious that she was very afraid of the cold.
"The weather is so cold, you should stay in the south. Why are you going to Chang'an?" Nanfeng asked.
"A big thing happened in Chang'an, don't you know?" Ah Qing asked.
Seeing Nan Feng shake his head, Ah Qing said, "A princess got married in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the court granted amnesty to the whole world. I heard that the prince consort will preach the Heavenly Book on the wedding day. I went to Chang'an to listen to the scriptures."
"Then you're late. The day before yesterday was over." Nanfeng shook his head. The practice of aliens is much more difficult than that of humans. They are ostracized and treated coldly. If they want to learn some techniques, they can only piece together here and there.
"I know, but even though the Dharma conference is over, those who have listened to the lectures should not be gone yet. I will go find them and ask them to teach you." Ah Qing said.
Nanfeng tilted his head and glanced at Ah Qing. When he met Ah Qing as a child, he thought she was mature and calm, but now it was a different feeling. In fact, Ah Qing was very pitiful and innocent. The reason why he felt that she was mature back then was because of his Time is simple.
"What about you? Why did you go to Chang'an again?" Ah Qing asked.
"That's where I'm from." Nanfeng stood up and went to the desk to get some pen and ink, "Don't go to Chang'an when the weather is so cold. I'll write you the two volumes of heavenly books. Take them and go back to Jiangnan. "
Ah Qing was very surprised when he heard this, "How can you know?"
"Because I am the one who speaks the Book of Heaven." Nanfeng said.
It was okay not to tell him, but when he told the truth, Ah Qing smiled, "Are you the consort?"
"Isn't it similar?" Nanfeng asked with a smile.
"It doesn't look like it," Ah Qing said with a smile. "You are clearly wearing the clothes of a Taoist who was forced to return to secular life. Besides, whose consort is not guarding the princess, why is he running to Qiping Mountain in the snow and ice?"
"My master is here," Nanfeng wrote, "By the way, in the spring and summer thirteen years ago, did you go to Fengming Mountain?"
"I've been to Fengming Mountain many times, but the Medicine King always looks down on the gifts I find." Ah Qing said.
"Is it you who turned into a merchant and drove the carriage?" Nanfeng asked again.
Ah Qing thought for a while, nodded and said, "It is true, but the medicine king of the carved cabinet doesn't like it either. How did you know about it?"
"Because I have seen a real merchant before, and he and his servants gave us a ride." Nanfeng said. Back then, he and Fatty found a merchant in the form of an alien at the foot of Fengming Mountain, and drove a carriage to Fengming Mountain. The alien was a vertical pupil. , vertical pupils are mostly possessed by snakes, so he asked this question.
Nanfeng shook his wrists to write. After writing the translation, he drew the tortoise shell strokes again. He stood up and handed it to Ah Qing, "The top is the translation, and the bottom is the rubbings of the Book of Heaven. If you don't understand literature and science, you can refer to the strokes, and you can also gain something."
Ah Qing took the paper in her hand and looked at Nanfeng doubtfully. Nanfeng's expression and tone didn't seem like he was joking with her, but it was hard for her to believe that Nanfeng was the prince-consort.
When Ah Qing was in a daze, Nanfeng handed over two more sides of the jade, "Take these two sides of the jade to you, and send the other side to Fengming Mountain. If Uncle Wang is still there, give the jade to him. Let him go to Yunhua Mountain on the eighth day of the first lunar month next year to watch the battle, and you can go with him. This kind of opportunity doesn't come around very often. Come and see the world."
"What's your name?" Ah Qing took the two jade pieces blankly.
"I told you back then, but you forgot." Nanfeng smiled.
"Are you Master Qiankun?" Ah Qing asked.
"Master Qiankun, my name is Nanfeng." Nanfeng corrected him, then added, "After such a long time, no one is chasing you. They must have no accomplices, so I won't stay any longer. Please take care of yourself."
"This is really..." Ah Qing held the two pages of paper in her right hand.
"Yes, it's a heavenly book. The ancient characters and patterns have never been obtained by others. It's a good idea to keep it." Nanfeng turned around and was about to go, but suddenly remembered something, "By the way, you go to Fengming Mountain and ask Uncle Wang for a Qi supplement by the way." As for the elixir, just say it was from me, and he will give you a better one."
"Thank you very much." Until now, Ah Qing still couldn't believe that he was the consort who lectured in Chang'an, but after a moment, she believed it, because Nan Feng smiled at her and disappeared.
Back in Chang'an, Nanfeng went to Fatty's room first and was told by the servant that Fatty had gone back to another courtyard early in the morning.
Nanfeng returned on foot. When he returned to the other courtyard, he found that Fatty was checking with Yuan Anning and others for the clues related to the aliens that had been collected previously. Although the clues were numerous and complex, after sorting and identifying them, only a three-inch-high pile was left. I estimate there are several hundred copies.
"What did you do last night?" the fat man asked.
Nanfeng didn't want to take the initiative to talk, but since the fat man asked, it would be impossible if he didn't say it. If he didn't say it, Yuan Anning would think that he had gone to Juetian Ridge. Although she didn't mind, there was no need to use her indifference, " I went to Qiping Mountain for a walk, and I happened to meet an old friend, and I was able to repay a favor I owed him many years ago."
Both Yuan Anning and Fatty knew where Qiping Mountain was and what happened there eighteen years ago. After hearing what Nanfeng said, they didn't ask for details. Fatty pointed to the pile of papers with clues on them and said, "Damn it. All the music scores are here, almost three hundred copies, take a look..."