Looking at Taiqing Mountain, Nanfeng walked to the stone pillar of the mountain gate and put down the cover, relying on the stone pillar to watch the group of small Taoist priests practice martial arts, the Taoist priests in the square are divided into three areas from west to east, each area has more than 200 people, half of men and women. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The youngest were in the west, probably no more than ten years old, and among them were some children of three or four years old, some of whom were ignorant, and who were still sitting on the ground and weeping. Because they were too young, they couldn't practice any martial arts, but they just did some simple movements under the care and guidance of a few middle-aged Taoist priests to move their muscles and bones.

In the middle area, those under the age of fourteen or fifteen have begun to practice kung fu routines, punching and kicking neatly and in a measured manner, and there are rules for advancing and retreating.

The easternmost Taoists were between fifteen or sixteen and twenty years old, and they did not practice tricks and routines, but imitated actual combat and fought and dismantled moves.

Nanfeng silently looked at the people in the field, Tian Yuanzi had told him some about the Taiqing Sect before, the Taiqing Sect is the largest sect in the South, with nearly 10,000 Taoist priests, and these hundreds of Taoist priests should be the lowest generation in the Taiqing Sect.

In the middle of the field Taoist priests practicing martial arts for half an hour, Nanfeng has been watching from a distance, for these Taoist priests, he is actually envious, but he does not expect to be one of them, the reason is very simple, Tian Yuanzi is a sinner of Taiqing Sect, and he is Tian Yuanzi's apprentice, he came here this time to transfer the tortoiseshell Tianshu and atone for the teacher.

At this moment, a little Taoist priest about ten years old ran towards the south wind, and began to shout from afar, "There are no disciples this year, you go back quickly, and come back in September next year." ”

"I'm not here to apprentice, I'm here to find someone. The south wind responded.

"Looking for someone, who are you looking for?" the little Taoist priest stopped five steps away from the south wind and raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose.

"I'm looking for Xuan Zhenren. Nanfeng said.

The little Taoist's expression became very strange, he glanced at the south wind a few times, turned around and ran north.

After the little Taoist priest left, Nanfeng raised his sleeve and smelled it, the smell on his body was indeed unpleasant, no wonder the little Taoist covered his mouth and nose.

The little Taoist priest ran back to the square and talked to a middle-aged Taoist priest, and after a short conversation, the two walked towards the south wind.

The middle-aged Taoist priest should be around forty years old, and he looked very good-looking, and when he got closer, he raised his hand to the south wind, "Poor Taoist chief, little good man, you want to find Uncle Xuanzhen?"

"Yes," Nanfeng nodded heavily, "I'm from the north, and I've been walking for months to get here, and I have something very important to find Xuan Zhenren, so I'm tired of the Taoist chief taking me in." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned and was silent, and after a while, he asked, "I take the liberty of asking, what are you looking for Uncle Xuanzhen?"

"There are very important things. "I didn't see Xuan Zhenzi himself, and Nanfeng didn't dare to say the true purpose of his trip.

The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed, "Hey, it's really not a secret, Uncle Xuanzhen had already driven the Crane Immortal half a year ago." ”

Nanfeng was stunned when he heard the words like being struck by lightning, and stood on the spot, he worked hard to get here, thinking that he would be able to complete Tianyuanzi's entrustment immediately, but he never thought that Xuan Zhenzi was dead.

"Little good man, although Uncle Xuanzhen is gone, Taiqing Sect is still there, and the person in charge is still there, if what you said is related to Taiqing, I can do it on my behalf. The middle-aged Taoist said.

Nanfeng hadn't recovered from the huge shock at this time, and when he heard the words of the middle-aged Taoist, he shook his head indifferently.

"Uncle Shi, let's go, he stinks so much. The little Taoist priest whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense. The middle-aged Taoist lowered his head and reprimanded, then raised his hand to the south wind, and pulled the little Taoist priest to the north.

After the two left, Nanfeng sat down on the ground, he never thought that this situation would occur, when Tian Yuanzi handed over the tortoise shell to him, he solemnly told him that he must hand over the tortoise shell to Xuan Zhenzi himself, and he must not let others hand it over. But at this time, Xuan Zhenzi was already dead, and although he rushed to Taiqing Sect, he didn't know who to hand over the tortoise shell to.

Shocked, Nanfeng began to think about how to deal with this matter, there are currently two ways in front of him, one is to hand over the tortoise shell to the person in charge of the Taiqing Sect, there are advantages and disadvantages to doing so, the good side is that no matter who it is handed over, it is given to the Taiqing Sect, and he is considered to have completed the errand.

But the downside is that doing so may go against Tian Yuanzi's original intention, if it is the same no matter who it is handed over, Tian Yuanzi directly told him to send the tortoise shell to Taiqing Sect, and there is no need to focus on it, so it can only be handed over to Xuan Zhenzi. Tian Yuanzi's doing this shows that the Taiqing Sect is not a harmonious person, and those in high positions may have conflicts and contradictions with each other.

After thinking about it for a long time, Nanfeng still couldn't make up his mind, this matter is different from other things, other things only need to weigh the pros and cons, but this matter can't weigh the pros and cons at all, either it's all right or wrong, and the most terrible thing is that he hasn't made a judgment yet.

After the sun rises, there are a lot of pilgrims down the mountain, there are several wings at the foot of the mountain on the north side of the Yinyang Square, there are Zhike Taoist people in the wings, and some pilgrims who seem to be very important are led up the mountain by Zhike Taoist people.

Nanfeng thought that Taiqing Sect was a closed place, but he didn't expect them to accept offerings from the world, but it was normal to think about it, Taiqing Sect was the largest sect in Liang State, just like Yuqing Sect was to Wei State, and the real protector of Liang State was likely to come from Taiqing Sect.

At three o'clock, a Zhike Taoist came from the north and asked Nanfeng what he meant, but Nanfeng could only answer with the previous excuse, and the Zhike Taoist told him that Xuan Zhenzi had already driven the crane and persuaded him to leave.

When the south wind did not leave, the Zhike Taoist asked him to go elsewhere and not to stay near the mountain gate.

Nanfeng knew that he was found to be filthy, but he took up his bed and went to the woods to the east, and sat down from the edge of the woods.

He felt unusually tired due to his previous blood loss, and quickly fell asleep after moving to the edge of the woods.

When I woke up, it was noon, and at this time, the carriages of ** were parked outside the mountain gate, and the horsemen and entourages who had never gone up the mountain were gathering in groups to eat.

The lunch they ate was provided by the Taiqing Sect, and the yellow rice was covered with fresh sunflower vegetables.

Nanfeng hadn't eaten fresh vegetables for a long time, and deep down he hoped that the other party would give him a copy, but after observation, he found that the meals provided on the mountain were all from the head of the person, and they were not distributed randomly.

Just when he was secretly complaining that he shouldn't have extravagant hopes, he suddenly found that the middle-aged Taoist who asked him in the morning came over from a distance, holding a bowl of yellow rice covered with sunflower vegetables in his hand.

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist walking towards him, Nanfeng hurriedly lowered his head, there were still a few people not far away, in case the food served by the other party was not for him, he would be embarrassed to keep staring.

But the middle-aged Taoist didn't embarrass him, the yellow rice was really served to him, "I'm hungry, I'll eat with you." ”

"Thank you. Nanfeng thanked him.

"Your accent is not as light and glutinous as that of the Liang people, are you really from the northern country?" the middle-aged Taoist handed over the chopsticks.

Nanfeng nodded and reached out to take the pair of chopsticks.

"You're coming alone?" the middle-aged Taoist asked again.

Nanfeng nodded again.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Taoist looked puzzled, "You are alone, and you came here from the northern country to find Uncle Xuanzhen, what is the matter?"

Nanfeng held the rice bowl and looked up at the middle-aged Taoist.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the middle-aged Taoist pointed to the burden on the side and asked, "Whose bones are these?"

The south wind still didn't answer.

The middle-aged Taoist saw that he had not spoken, nor did he force or ask, and said with a smile, "Eat quickly, the dishes and chopsticks will be returned." ”

"Are you going to bring me food yourself, or are you asked someone else to send it to me?" asked Nanfeng.

"What are you going to do?" the middle-aged Taoist asked with a smile.

Nanfeng didn't answer, put down the dishes and chopsticks, reached out and took out a leg bone from the baggage, poured out a piece of silver tael from it, handed it to the middle-aged Taoist, and then picked up the bowl and chopsticks and took a big bite of rice.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the silver taels in his hand in astonishment, this piece of silver should be about two taels, and it can be exchanged for at least 2,000 copper coins, and he can buy a thousand bowls of rice he eats.

"Little good man, Uncle Xuanzhen has already driven the crane immortal," the middle-aged Taoist stuffed the silver two to Nanfeng, "You can bring the silver two, go early." ”

Nanfeng was eating, so he didn't give up Yinliang, quickly ate all the vegetables and vegetables, cleaned the rice, and returned the dishes and chopsticks to the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist took the dishes and chopsticks, patted Nanfeng's shoulder, stood up straight, and turned around to walk.

"Dao Chief, can I stay in Taiqing Mountain?" Nanfeng also stood up.

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head, "The apprenticeship period has passed, so we can only wait for next year." ”

"I can stay and work. Nanfeng said that the Book of Heaven did not belong to him, and he did not want to leave with the Book of Heaven. But he didn't want to hand over the Book of Heaven casually, and at present, the only way was to find the person who had the best relationship with Xuan Zhenzi and hand over the Book of Heaven to this person. But it will take time to find this man, and he will have to try to stay here.

The middle-aged Taoist turned around when he heard the sound and looked at him again, "You are so thin, what can you do......