Ayao was free, and she rushed forward, snatched the sword from Yanhezi's hand, and put her arms around him.
Yan Hezi lost too much blood and was running out of oil. Seeing A Yao appear, he was shocked, his breath was confused, and he fainted instantly.
Ayao hugged Yan Hezi and cried so hard that she cried softly. She could only feel heartbroken and reluctant to let go, but there was no blame or resentment.
Fatty and Zhuge Chanjuan stood nearby, unable to help but feel sad.
Zhuge Chanjuan noticed at a glance that Nan Feng was actually smiling, and was a little surprised, "Why are you laughing?"
"Do you still think that some mistakes are irreparable?" Nanfeng asked.
Zhuge Chanjuan shook her head.
Nanfeng raised his hand and touched the fat man. When the fat man turned his head, he said to him, "There is no mistake in this world that is irreparable, and there is no wrong path that cannot be turned back. As long as you know your way back and take responsibility for your mistakes, There will be corresponding consequences, and if enough price is paid, we can still leave a way for them to survive."
The fat man frowned when he heard this, "Why are you talking to me about this? It makes me feel like I'm lost?"
"I didn't say you lost your way and made mistakes. I just said what you should do if you encounter such a situation in the future." Nanfeng said.
"I'm not as capable as you, what's the use of telling me this?" The fat man still didn't understand.
Fatty didn't understand, but Zhuge Chanjuan did. Nanfeng was worried that Fatty wouldn't be able to escape the gambling war at the beginning of next year. Fatty's eight-part golden body was invincible in the Purple Air Cave Abyss. As long as he Participating in the war, Daluo Jinxian is his final destination.
Ayao was also confused. She just hugged Yan Hezi and cried bitterly. She even forgot to bandage his wounds and forgot that there was someone nearby who was influencing this matter.
"I didn't expect this kid to have some strong bones," the fat man sighed, "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
Nanfeng said, "The root of his illness is not actually in himself. People with problems with their own moral character are unlikely to recover from their mistakes. The root of his illness is in Yuqing Sect. The atmosphere of Yuqing Sect's rush to practice has given him too much The pressure caused him to lose himself and distort his temperament. I just gave him a chance to find himself."
After Nanfeng finished speaking, Fatty and Zhuge Chanjuan both nodded.
Nanfeng looked at Zhuge Chanjuan again, "If he just repented and didn't do any subsequent extreme actions, would you forgive him?"
"No," Zhuge Chanjuan shook her head sternly, "I won't forgive him even if he wipes his neck."
Nanfeng nodded again, "Yes, a person who has made a big mistake has no right to look back if he has not paid a sufficient price."
While the three of them were talking, Ayao gradually regained her composure, tore open Yanhezi's hole-ridden Taoist robe, touched the wound, and used her own special aura to stop the bleeding and heal it.
But Yan Hezi's injury was too serious, and she could not stop the bleeding for a while. Seeing Yan Hezi's face getting paler and his breath getting weaker and weaker, A Yao panicked again, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to the left and right, and begged the three gods. Show up to the rescue.
Ayao was not surprised to guess that the three of them were secretly controlling her. Seeing her request, Nanfeng removed his spiritual energy and appeared with Fatty and Zhuge Chanjuan.
Although Ayao knew that Nanfeng had the highest cultivation level among the three, she did not ask him for help. Instead, she bowed to Zhuge Chanjuan and begged her for treatment.
Zhuge Chanjuan looked at Nanfeng, who asked casually, "Have you really forgiven him?"
"How can I bear to hate him," Ayao kowtowed to Nanfeng again, "He has realized his mistake. Please take mercy on me and save his life."
Nan Feng nodded.
With his current cultivation level, he could control the spiritual energy without even using his hands, just with a flash of his mind. After nodding, Yan Hezi recovered from his injuries and sat up in shock.
Seeing this, A Yao turned around and rushed over, hugging Yan Hezi together.
Seeing Yan Hezi hugging A Yao, Fatty felt awkward again, and he started to frown again.
Nan Feng naturally knew why the fat man was so awkward. He must have thought that Yan Hezi would regain his youth and take advantage of A Yao for decades more.
Realm is difficult to approach in a short period of time. The foundation of realm is knowledge. If you don’t have enough knowledge, you will have limitations in how you look at things. In fact, true love and desire coexist. If you want to have a physical relationship with someone, you may not necessarily have true love. But if you don’t want to have physical contact with someone, it’s definitely not true love. The so-called true love is actually the sublimation of desire.
"The reason why you can regain your youth is not because of taking Ayao's inner elixir, but because of my spiritual energy," Nanfeng said to Yanhezi, "You have not gained eternal life, and you will still die when the remaining yang life is over. "
Hearing Nan Feng speak, Yan Hezi came back to his senses, knelt down to Nan Feng and thanked him, "Thank you so much for your enlightenment and clearing up my doubts. If you listen to the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. To be sincere to each other, you have to work day and night." That’s enough.”
Nan Feng nodded, then turned to look at Fatty and Zhuge Chanjuan, "Let's go."
"Please stay," A Yao urged her to stay, "May I ask the real person his title?"
Nan Feng had no intention of answering, so he teleported away with his strength, and at the same time he disappeared, the fat man left a message, "His name is Nan Feng."
Returning to the mountain range where they had set out earlier, Lao Bai came over from the shelter. Master Ba was not here, and must have gone out to look for food.
The south wind never made a sound to call it back. Instead, it gathered the houses, lit a bonfire, and kept warm with Zhuge Chanjuan and Fatty.
"How long can he live?" Fatty was more concerned about Yan Hezi's lifespan.
"I can't say, but I feel that it shouldn't be a big problem if it lasts for ten days and a half." Nanfeng said casually.
"How is lifespan calculated?" Zhuge Chanjuan handed over the dry food.
Nan Feng took the pancake, opened his mouth and took a bite, "Are you asking about Yan Hezi's life span, or the life span of a mortal?"
"Tell me everything." The fat man was also curious.
Nanfeng was not a well-educated person, and he didn't care about eating and sleeping without saying a word. He said while eating, "Yan Hezi's situation is quite special. He must have felt that his end was approaching before he started to lie down and die." , Zombie death is almost the same as real death, at least it cannot be counted as alive, so the life span of a person who is dead will not continue to decrease, but how long he can live now that he is awake depends on how much life span he has left."
"How are our lifespans calculated?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
The fat man interrupted again, "What about us? He is different from us."
"This is more complicated to talk about," Nanfeng organized his thoughts and said, "Yin and Yang are everywhere, and life span is also the same. It is determined by both acquired and innate. Innate is mainly the father's sperm and mother's blood, and innate blood It has a great influence on people's life span, and can determine 60 to 70%. The blood of parents will be passed on to their children. If parents live a long and healthy life, their children will usually live a long and healthy life. If the parents are frail and sick, their children will usually be frail and sick."
The fat man smiled and said, "Who doesn't understand this truth? Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and mice beget burrows."
Nanfeng nodded and continued, "What you are born with depends on your bloodline. This cannot be changed. If you want to prolong your life, you can only start from the day after tomorrow. What you need to maintain your health the day after tomorrow is a balance. You can't be lazy or overworked. You can't. You cannot overeat even if you are hungry, you cannot sleep too much or too little. Both deprivation and excess will shorten your lifespan. There is no fixed way to follow the way of maintaining health, and the meat and vegetables in the diet are not suitable for everyone. Individuals, like us Chinese natives, if they eat chicken, duck and fish every day, their spleen and stomach will not be able to tolerate it, and they will develop diseases. Like the Huns from outside the country, their ancestors were used to eating cattle and sheep. If they eat too much grain, they cannot tolerate it. You will also get sick and your life span will be shortened.”
"Tell me something we don't know." Zhuge Chanjuan interrupted Nanfeng. She was a doctor and was more proficient in health care than Nanfeng.
Nanfeng took a bite of the pancake and said, "This question is too complicated. I don't know where to start. If you want to know anything, you can ask."
"Is lifespan determined by fate?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
"Yes and no," Nanfeng said, "Heaven is innate, it is the way of heaven, it is the continuation of the blood of parents, and it has nothing to do with heaven and the underworld. They are actually acting on their behalf, examining merits and demerits, increasing or decreasing life span, without their intervention. Heaven will also make arrangements to maintain balance."
"Without heaven and hell, who will reward good and evil?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
"Before the Zhou Dynasty, there was no heaven and hell, and no living beings in the world were devastated." Nanfeng finished a piece of cake and reached out to ask for it again. Zhuge Chanjuan was thinking about it, but she didn't see him reaching out, so he got up and took it by herself.
"Do you think the heaven and the underworld are completely redundant?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked again.
"You can't say that," Nanfeng shook his head, "The way of heaven is also divided into yin and yang. There is a gentle and tolerant yang side, and there is a cruel and ruthless negative side. For some minor faults and mistakes in the world, the way of heaven often does not punish them immediately, but Be kind and tolerant. If people in the world don't know how to restrain themselves and do evil crazily, and when a small amount adds up to a large amount and needs to be corrected, the way of heaven will show its ruthless side, and then it will be all about killing them all."
The fat man nodded and answered, "I understand what you mean. The way of heaven is that you can do whatever you want. If I can bear it, I will bear it without saying anything. If I can't stand you anymore, I won't remind you and just do it." kill you."
"Yes, that's what it means." Nanfeng nodded, "The role of heaven and the underworld is to observe the way of heaven and remind the world in time to avoid the worst results."
"So, heaven and the underworld still have good intentions towards the human world." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
Nanfeng shook his head, "You can't say that. I can only say that the people who created heaven and the underworld have good intentions towards the human world. Their original intention was to help, guide and teach. However, as time goes by, the gods who are now in power have no intention of doing anything to the human world." The attitude of the world has changed. It is no longer about helping, leading and teaching, but about controlling, oppressing and enslaving. Helping, guiding and teaching is what the strong do to the weak, it is the yang side. Controlling, oppressing and enslaving is also what the strong do to the weak. This is the Yin side of things. Now there has been a situation where Yin is rising and Yang is declining. What I have done is to change this situation and make the Yang side gain the upper hand again. This is what I have only tried to correct without completely isolating heaven and the underworld from the human world. The reason is that there are indeed problems in heaven and hell, but if we completely leave them, I worry that the world will take advantage of them and seek death."
Although Nanfeng tried to speak plainly and straightforwardly, the two of them still spent a lot of effort to understand clearly. Since Nanfeng had comprehended the Eight Heavenly Books, it was difficult for them to understand many ideas.
"That's not right, we are talking about life span, why does it involve heaven and underworld?" said the fat man.
While the fat man was talking, Zhuge Chanjuan also asked, "To understand the Eight Parts of the Heavenly Book, you have to be so clear and thorough. What would you do if you studied all the Nine Parts?"
Nanfeng just smiled and said nothing.
"Say it." Zhuge Chanjuan stretched out her hand to pinch him.
"I don't know what to say." Nan Feng turned away.
"No, you must know, tell me quickly." Zhuge Chanjuan urged.
"Of course I am more transparent and understandable." Nan Feng said casually.
How could Zhuge Chanjuan not see that he was perfunctory, she refused to let go, and just asked.
Nanfeng had no choice but to say, "I didn't know it clearly before, but Zhang Luoyun's words reminded me that those abilities that Daluo Jinxian does not possess should be the power of the ninth volume of the heavenly book."
"What did Zhang Luoyun say?" The fat man looked at Zhuge Chanjuan.
"What did Zhang Luoyun tell you?" Zhuge Chanjuan looked at Nanfeng.
'The Great Luo Jinxian is not the ultimate immortal. Although he can go back to the past and present, he cannot predict what happened in the past...'