However, although this method relieves anger, it also has many drawbacks. If the noise is too small, it will not be able to hurt Yan Yinzi's roots. If the scope of involvement is too large, he will jump to the limelight, and it will be difficult to continue to stay in Yu. Qing Zong.
After deliberation for a long time, Nanfeng gave up the idea of revenge against Iwa Yinzi. It was not that he didn't want to take revenge, but that he really couldn't find an effective method. He put it aside now and talked about it later.
Even if there is no teaching, life will continue. In addition to listening to the scriptures and studying the Dharma every day, he also practices Qi and martial arts. During the Taiqing Sect, the old master would also teach some miscellaneous studies besides lecturing on the scriptures. The so-called miscellaneous studies were Kan Tianyu The reason why earth, feng shui, numerology, and miscellaneous studies are called miscellaneous studies is because they are not of great benefit to practice. They are a means for Taoists to make a living by traveling around the world. Most of them are trivial skills.
Although it is a small skill, it is very interesting. Whenever there is a class like this, Nan Feng never skips class.
However, the Yuqing Sect does not teach miscellaneous studies. In their view, practicing qi and martial arts is the right way. Success in practicing qi can lead to immortality, and acquiring martial arts can lead to a stable life. There is no need for those side sects.
Nanfeng didn't like the intense rhythm of Yuqingzong, but in order to return to Taiqing in the future, he didn't dare to relax. However, the slow progress in Qi training also made him feel very gloomy. If he continued to learn like this, twelve years later, eleven years to be precise, he might not even be able to advance to Jushan, and his efforts at this time would actually be of no use. practical significance.
Although I have a clear goal and a hard-working attitude, I can't see any hope at all. I can't succeed without working hard, and I can't succeed even if I work hard.
Worried in his heart, Nanfeng took out the two tortoise shells again, but he just looked at them and wrapped the tortoise shells in deerskin and put them back into his arms. There were naturally formed characters on the tortoise shells, but this kind of characters was different from the ones at this time. The writing was very different and he didn't recognize it. There were also words on the deerskin. The words on the deerskin were different from the words on the tortoise shell, but they were not the current words, and he couldn't understand them either.
As he was currently busy practicing, he could not understand the words on the tortoise shell, so Nanfeng placed his hope on the Taixuan Sutra. If he could learn the Taixuan Sutra, he would be able to fight in the future.
There are only thirty-two sentences in the Taixuan Sutra. He has long been familiar with the verses of the Taixuan Sutra, and spends most of his time studying them outside of his daily routine.
Since Taixuan Zhenjing is related to Jushan Zhenjing and Dongyuan Zhenjing, we cannot only infer Taixuan, Jushan and Dongyuan must also be considered and combined.
Everything has its pros and cons, and so do friends. Nanfeng has no friends in the Yuqing Sect and is very lonely. But precisely because he had no friends, he was more focused, and after painstaking research, he gradually found the context of the three scriptures of Jushan Dongyuan Taixuan.
However, these three scriptures are related to the previous six scriptures. Although he knew the scriptures, he did not receive explanations from his teachers. He knew them but did not know why.
Taoists are not allowed to skip higher levels to study the Dharma. He is a Cave God Taoist at this time. According to the sect rules, he can only be taught high-level scriptures. As for the higher-level scriptures, he has no right to be taught or study them. In this way, he will I can't openly ask others about the contents of the Shengxuan, Dongxuan, Sandong, and Dadong scriptures. Fortunately, Yuqing Sect has a Sutra Collection Pavilion, which is a place similar to the Taiqing Collection Hall. There are a large number of If Taoists need to read the scriptures, they can go and read them.
The scriptures that can be freely read are naturally not important scriptures. What Nanfeng is reading is "Sanqing Tongyao", which is a book that explains Taoist vocabulary and tells Taoist allusions. It is an introductory scripture.
Nanfeng read it because there were many words in those scriptures that he didn't understand, and he needed to solve them individually and then integrate them.
There are several old masters in the Sutra Collection Pavilion who are responsible for cleaning and maintaining the bamboo slips and books. Since the scriptures cannot be taken out of the Sutra Collection Pavilion, Nanfeng has been going to the Sutra Collection Pavilion for a while. The old mage is familiar with it.
"Sanqing Tongyao" is an unfocused scripture, and several old masters don't know why Nanfeng always reads it.
Nanfeng is well versed in the ways of the world, and respects these old masters very much. He will occasionally bring some tea leaves and dried fruits. It is actually very simple to build a good relationship with others. It is nothing more than courtesy and gifts. If you do these two things, the other party will want to It’s hard not to like you.
After getting familiar with it, Nanfeng began to browse various books freely in the Scripture Collection Pavilion, but most of the books were just glanced at and then put back. An old mage saw him searching haphazardly and asked him what kind of scripture he was looking for. Nanfeng just shook his head. It wasn't that he didn't say anything, but he was not looking for a specific book, but words similar to tortoise shell writing.
Finally, he found a bundle of bamboo slips in a corner. The writing on the bamboo slips was ancient. Although it was different from the tortoise shell writing, it was very similar to the writing on deer skin.
This bundle of bamboo slips was very torn, and the strings were rotten. Seeing Nanfeng take it down, an old mage hurriedly came over to stop it, "What are you doing with it? Can you understand?"
"What's the word on it?" Nanfeng held on and refused to let go.
"This is the Dingwen. It has been lost for a long time now. Put it back quickly and don't let it get scattered." The old mage said.
"What's the word "dingwen"? Nanfeng let go of his hand.
"The inscriptions on the tripod began in the Zhou Dynasty, and there are many copper inscriptions. This bundle of bamboo slips is unique." The old mage carefully placed the bamboo slips back on the dusty wooden frame.
"Uncle Master, do you understand Dingwen?" Nanfeng asked.
"What do you want to do?" the old mage asked.
Nanfeng did not answer directly, but pointed to the bundle of bamboo slips and asked, "What is written on it?"
"This is not a Taoist scripture, it is a folk work book. It records mostly farming matters during the solar terms. Walk around, go somewhere else." The old master exhorted people.
Wherever Nanfeng is willing to go, since the old mage knows what is written on the bamboo slips, he will naturally recognize this kind of writing, "You are deceiving me, what is written on it must be martial arts secrets, please teach me quickly."
"It's really not true, let's go quickly." The old mage pushed him.
"It must be. You help me translate it, and I'll treat you to a drink." Nanfeng tempted. Yuqingzong is not allowed to drink alcohol, but whether the higher-ups allow it is one thing, and whether the lower-level people listen is another matter.
"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble." The old mage remained unmoved.
"Two pots." Nanfeng added.
"That bamboo slip is really not a secret book." The old mage was a little tempted.
"Three pots." Nan Feng added more.
"My daughter is red!" The old mage sat on the ground and raised the price. Nuerhong is not a specific wine, but a general term for old wines buried underground.
"Okay." Nanfeng made the final decision.
"Come back tomorrow and I will translate it for you." The old mage said.
"No, I want to watch you translate." Nanfeng said.
"Okay, bring the tables and chairs over and wait on you." The old mage wasn't angry either. He didn't know Nanfeng's true intentions. He just assumed that Nanfeng was a young man and regarded this bundle of bamboo slips as a secret book recording martial arts.
The old master took the bamboo slips, spread them out carefully, dipped his pen in ink, and wrote quickly.
"The original text must also be transcribed." Nanfeng said. He did not dare to show the deer skin to others, nor did he dare to write down the text on the deer skin and ask others to translate it. He could only take the original text and the translation and go back to the deer skin with the text. text for comparison.
The old mage was interested in wine, so he obeyed his wish.
Nanfeng was waiting for the pen and ink on the side, and at the same time, he looked carefully at the bamboo slips on the table. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the words on the bamboo slips were not written on them, but ironed on, so they could be preserved for many years.
In order to make the old mage do his best, Nanfeng searched for words and praised his erudition. Although the old mage knew that Nanfeng was flattering, he was also very happy. Everyone likes to hear good words, and no one is exception.
Nan Feng is very observant and very good at coaxing people. He is rarely like this on weekdays, not because he is a clumsy talker but because he has never met anyone worthy of his liking.
There were more than 300 words on the bamboo slips, excluding some duplicates. When there were more than 200 different words, Nanfeng thanked him and took the writing paper back. He compared it with the words on the deerskin one by one. Although it was not complete, it was He could also get a rough idea. His previous guess was correct. This deerskin was a complete map, recording nine locations where the Book of Heaven was scattered.
Since there were still many words that he didn't understand, Nanfeng transcribed the remaining words, shuffled them in order, and took them back to the old mage for translation.
Although the old mage had doubts in his heart, he didn't think much about it. In his opinion, Nan Feng couldn't do anything important at his age and was just messing around.
After translating the map, Nanfeng did not think about it in depth, leaving this matter for later. Things have priorities, and the top priority is to seize the time to read the scriptures.
In the blink of an eye, it was another three months, and it was time for the martial arts competition again. Nanfeng began to worry secretly. After the last quarrel, Iwa Yinzi never caused trouble to him again, but the look in his eyes became even more sinister. This time during the martial arts competition, Nanfeng began to worry. I'm afraid I'm going to get beaten again...