Chapter 854: "Contact Cultivation"
"Dad, we're back. β
A crisp sound exploded, and soon two footsteps came from far and near.
"It's back? It's just right, the meals are ready. Nangong Bufan's voice trembled a little, and he was shouting in his heart at this time, "I am finally saved in this seat!"
The two side-by-side figures strolled from outside the garden, and against the backdrop of a hundred flowers, they were like fairy couples, which was enviable.
"It's not that there are no servants, dad, why are you cooking by yourself?" Nangong Xinyan rolled her eyes.
Although a few people in order to prevent Nangong Fan from developing a squishy temperament, they deduced a small family with only three or five people left in the middle of the family, but they could let the famous father do chores and cook, which still made her extremely embarrassed as a daughter.
"It's not as tired as it was back then, and the servants are tired enough to tidy up the house, and we don't give much, so let's be a little more considerate. "Nangong Bufan doesn't blink when he tells lies.
"Daddy, my boss let me go out for a few more days. Presumably, the gold I went out to find this time was enough for people to come and renovate their home. Pan Li looked honest.
"How many days are you going to go out again?" Nangong Bufan raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything more.
Not only is he famous in this imperial region, but even the nearby major dynasties, and even the sect's sphere of influence, have to give him some face. What's more, this son-in-law is not a simple person, since he wants to go out, then let him be!
"Yes, this time I want to go to other areas, and I should be able to make a lot of money. Pan Li said and turned his eyes to sit at the dinner table, but kept looking at Nangong Fan of his parents with longing eyes.
"Little guy, Daddy is going out for two days, and you have to listen to your father-in-law at home, you know?"
"Oh..."Nangong Fan's eyes turned slightly, looking a little eccentric, and he said abruptly, "Daddy, I only think of my mother, I don't want you." β
Pan Li's eyes jumped, and he said helplessly, "My dear baby, why don't you miss me?"
"You tell me, Nan Gongfan, I told my father-in-law like this, and I was slapped on the board. Nangong Fan said, stretching out his fleshy little palm, with an innocent face.
"What Nangong Gongfan?" Pan Li was stunned, what kind of situation is this?
"Poof. Nangong Xinyan smiled like a flower, "Idiot, have you forgotten how you taught Fan'er to read the word 'palace' yesterday?"
Nangong Bufan also set his eyes on his baby son-in-law to see what explanation this guy wants to give.
Pan Li's face was slightly pale, and his face was full of helplessness, "I said that it is the same as my father-in-law's pronunciation, there is nothing wrong with this, right?"
"How can the little guy think so much? You say that your father-in-law is the same as the palace, so he naturally misses your father-in-law. Nangong Bufan's pupils released a dangerous luster.
Pan Li was embarrassed, "Father-in-law, I didn't mean it. β
"In the future, use your crooked reasoning on Fan'er. Nangong Bufan snorted coldly.
Pan Li had to nod again and again.
The family sat in the herb garden and enjoyed dinner happily.
Nangong Bufan handed over his baby grandson to the husband and wife, and left in a fluttering manner. He could finally get this troublesome spirit out, and he didn't want to be entangled.
It's a pity that he overestimated his status. Nangong Fan didn't think about his grandfather at all, who was only one word different, and his little eyes were completely on his beautiful mother.
Maybe it's Pan Li and Nangong Xin's husband and wife, both of whom have good cultivation, Nangong Fan showed a unique demeanor at a very young age, his little blue eyes are eye-catching, and he is much smarter than his peers, even if he is with a five- or six-year-old guy in this village, he is an out-and-out child king.
The family laughed and laughed in the wooden house, and gradually fell asleep in the moonlight.
......
Spring goes and autumn comes again.
Winter is gone, and the spring breeze is coming.
Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Nangong Fan is no longer lower than ordinary adults now, and under the observation of the three masters of the cultivation world, he can contact the spiritual power one step earlier.
However, cultivating spiritual power is not a process that can be stored in the body by meditating all day, and refining the body is still a necessary process. Cultivators, even if they don't follow the path of physical cultivation, their physical fitness is so much better, and the road will be wider in the future.
It's just that the three masters can be described as three schools, and it is inevitable that there will be differences when this little baby follows and cultivates together.
"I think it's better for Fan'er to cultivate with me. "The first to speak is naturally Nangong Xinyu, who connects this family together, and now her status in the family, even if the prince Nangong is extraordinary, she can't match her. There is a feeling of taking the lead and making a decision directly.
"A manly man will shed blood in the future. I think it's better to take the road of brute cultivation, not to mention that with my family's blood, this road can be regarded as a broad road. If you go through brute cultivation, your future achievements will inevitably be limitless. Pan Li, who usually obeys Nangong Xin's words, sings a rare contradiction.
"What do you mean, my Nangong family's bloodline is no longer good? You know, our branch is different from other Nangong families, ice and fire, yin and yang, this is not a broad avenue? What's more, I was lucky enough to have a sentient Taoist inheritance, this is not a broad avenue?" Nangong Bufan's pupils looked Pan Li up and down.
"Brother Li, it seems that you have always looked down on my bloodline?" Nangong Xinxi sighed faintly.
In just an instant, the father and daughter formed an offensive and defensive alliance, and whoever wins the two of them has to take the spiritual path, and there is not much difference, so naturally they will knock down the "outsiders" first, and then the father and daughter will discuss it carefully.
Pan Li's face changed slightly, and he flattered his mother-in-law again and again, "Daughter-in-law, what are you talking about." The bloodlines of the Nangong family and the Beiming family are the number one existence in the entire human race, and I have climbed high..."
"Actually, it's not that you can't take the road of brute repair. Nangong Bufan interjected abruptly.
"Oh?" Pan Li thought that he would lose all the right to speak, but he didn't expect his father-in-law to suddenly interject like this, he immediately felt a turnaround, but although his father-in-law is not very old, he is an out-and-out old fox, and he must be careful to deal with it, "Father-in-law, what is your old man's opinion?"
Nangong Xinyan also stared at her father, she hadn't seen her mother now, whenever she asked, Nangong Bufan just used a sentence, "Your mother has always been by your side" to prevaricate her. Needless to say, she really feels this way. Coupled with all kinds of rumors about his father in the world, it seems that Nangong Bufan is even more unfathomable.
"Tell me what your bloodline is, I'll see what is the difference between our Nangong family's bloodline. Xiao Fanzi is the treasure of our family, and to make a choice for him in the future, it is natural to choose the best!" Nangong Bufan said leisurely with his deliberately gray hair.
Pan Li's pupils trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Father-in-law, we are already a family, and we shouldn't have hidden anything... But this matter is really important, and I don't tell you that there is some truth to it, but in fact, it is all for your good. β
"You can rest assured that I am sure that we are a family in this vicinity, and no one will be able to overhear our conversation. "Nangong is extraordinary.
Pan Li's face was pale, as if he was scrupling about something, and shook his head again and again.
"I don't force you, kid. But I'll tell you one word, just shake your head or nod your head. Nangong Bufan smiled.
Pan Li hesitated for a while, and said respectfully, "Father-in-law, please speak." β
"Pan!?" Nangong Bufan's lips opened slightly, and he slowly spit out a word, which seemed a little unfathomable.
Pan Li's pupils froze and nodded slightly.
"Perhaps, it is a good choice to take the road of brute repair. Nangong Bufan's pupils were deep, and he seemed to have pierced the wooden plank above his head, looking at the sun that was unknown how high.
"Daddy, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing?" Nangong Xinyan was unhappy.
"It's fine. Let Xiao Fanzi choose this matter for himself. It's all about fate. Nangong Bufan made a decision.
"Well..."
It is rare for Nangong Bufan to be so serious, and the two juniors will naturally not do anything that is bad for the scenery.
The next day begins.
Nangong Fan began to enter the additional training under the care of Nangong Bufan and Pan Li.
Fortunately, since he was able to walk safely and steadily, he has never fallen behind in squatting and standing in a military posture, which is almost a daily compulsory course. In addition to exercising, taking a medicated bath and practicing calligraphy are of course also homework that must be done every day.
At only thirteen years old, he has no less knowledge than those who can hold it high.
Suddenly increased training, he actually fell down hard, and did not show any discomfort.
It can be seen that after a few years of wind and rain, Nangong Fan even has a physical fitness far beyond people of the same age.
"I've finally come into contact with cultivation. Nangong Fan faced the biting spring breeze, standing in the gradually recovering Baicao Garden in a regular manner, looking at the strong man in front of him with blazing eyes.
"How much do you know about cultivation?" Pan Li rarely didn't go out, with a serious face, acting as an instructor for his own children.
Nangong Fan didn't speak, just stared at his father tightly.
Pan Li interpreted Yan's father's posture extremely perfectly, it was okay not to speak and listen to the lecture with an open mind, if he opened his mouth indiscriminately, there was a little bit of a mistake, then the father and son would inevitably have to talk about it.
Sure enough, Pan Li quickly brought those clichΓ©s together.
"I know that you kid has always wanted to get in touch with cultivation, after all, the second dog in the village has reached the age of sixteen and has successfully gathered the spirit in his body, although you just talked casually at that time, but you still fully expressed your envy. You are very obedient and have not been in contact with cultivation in private, which is still commendable. β
Nangong Fan was still silent.
"Your dad and I don't have much ability, and the only thing I can get my hands on is a "Sun Bible". However, this is a brute cultivation method, are you sure you want to cultivate?"
"The Sun Bible?" Nangong Fan muttered, he always felt that he seemed to be extremely familiar with the name of this exercise, as if he had touched it in a dream and cultivated it to an extremely high level.
"What is the difference between brute cultivation and physical cultivation?" he shook his head slightly, aware of this ridiculous idea that could not be traced, and opened his mouth to ask his doubts.
"Barbarian cultivation is the real physical cultivation. The physical cultivation that has been circulated today is Gangqi, and it is a new path that the human race has evolved over the long years. The biggest difference between the two is. Brute cultivation does not require aura, but it can also be cultivated. Pan Li patiently explained.
"You don't need aura to cultivate?"
"In ancient times, the energy was too irritable, and it was even more difficult for ordinary people to cultivate, so they found another shortcut..."Pan Li was full of emotion, "and now many people have forgotten their roots." β
"Forget the roots?" Nangong Fan recited three thousand ancient sayings, and already had his own thoughts in his heart, "Maybe it's not suitable for today's world, so he was forced to fall behind, right?"
Pan Li was slightly stunned, "You kid, you are quite philosophical in your speech." There may be reasons for this, but these are not things that we little shrimp can think about. I can only say that this "Sun Bible" is a practice handed down from your father and my family, and its power is beyond comprehension. Of course, if you like the fancy moves of spiritual practice, it's okay not to practice. You've grown up, and it's up to you to decide what to do with your future path. However, once you make a decision, even if you are on your knees, you must continue on the path you have chosen, and you must not give up halfway. β
Nangong Fan could hear the expectation in his father's words, he knew that his father wanted him to take the road of brute cultivation, looking at the wrinkles on his father's face unknowingly, the words in his mouth could not be said directly, and he couldn't help but say, "Can't the two roads go hand in hand? As you said, Daddy, there are few roads in the world, but they are still roughly divided into three aspects." I think there must be people in this world who walk two paths together, and even people who walk three paths together. β
"There are indeed many Tianjiao in this world who choose to walk two paths together to achieve the effect that one plus one is greater than two. People in the world can only see that they are invincible at the same level and leave a great reputation, but they don't know how much sweat is shed behind their backs. Walking the two paths together is easy to say, but how many people can persevere?" Pan Li said leisurely.
"I'll choose two paths to go together. Nangong Fan's eyes were extremely firm, and even the idea of walking three paths together arose in his heart.
Since you have decided to cultivate, how can you be willing to lag behind others? If you want to do it, you will be the most beautiful boy among them!
"Have you really made a decision?" Pan Li's eyes were full of relief and a little distressed.
"Yes. Nangong Fan made a loud noise.
"Then I will first pass on this Sun Bible to you. β
Facing the sun, Pan Li seemed to have become a god of war, with golden light shining all over his body, making it impossible to look at him directly.
Night comes fast.
Nangong Fan's talent is beyond imagination, although he has not succeeded in cultivating the "Sun Bible", after all, he is just a kid who has just come into contact with cultivation, but he also understands most of the difficult and difficult words in it, like a seed falling, and one day it will take root and sprout.
Naturally, the instructor was changed in the evening.
Nangong Bufan personally went out to teach his grandson.
However, compared to Pan Li, he just taught the kung fu at hand. Nangong Bufan looked a lot weirder, he first covered Nangong Fan's eyes with a black cloth, and then lifted the cloth strip after a whirlwind.
Nangong Fan looked curiously at the world in front of him, and all kinds of questions arose in his heart.
Suddenly, he saw a plump woman, looking at him with a loving face. He couldn't help but be a little nervous, "Where's Grandpa?"
"Little one, what do you mean when you see your grandmother and you are clamoring for your grandfather?" the woman laughed playfully.
"Grandma?" Nangong Fan was taken aback, you must know that from the words of the adult, he already understood that even if his mother had never seen his grandmother's figure, but he did?
"Yes. She's your grandmother. Nangong Bufan's voice resounded in the heavens and the earth, "I know you have a lot of doubts, but I don't bother to tell you." For the rest of the day, you will live with your grandmother. β
Nangong Fan said "ah", full of question marks - "The next days?"
"Until you leave the school, you will stay here. Nangong Bufan's voice gradually faded away.
"Don't be nervous, little one. Grandma smiled, "You're going to fall in love with this world right away." β
"Another world?" Nangong Fan felt that he had seen more things in just a quarter of an hour than in the previous thirteen years combined. At the same time, I can't help but wonder, is my family really down? How do you feel that all the elders are outside the world... But thinking about it, he didn't know how long he would stay here, even if he had a grandmother he had never met, he couldn't be happy.
"Don't you want to learn spiritual exercises? When your practice is approved by me, you will naturally be able to see your parents again. Grandma smiled.
Nangong Fan reined in his thoughts, "Please ask grandma for guidance." β
"This exercise is called..."Qinglian Sword Codex"!"
......
A hundred years, a whole hundred years.
Nangong Fan and his grandmother depended on each other, and they never saw any trace of anyone else. I've seen a lot of demon beasts, some of them can even speak, and some of them want to rush over when they see him.
After a hundred years of ups and downs, Nangong Fan has even forgotten his parents, his immature face looks a little mature, but his eyebrows are very bright.
He knelt on the edge of a wooden house, his eyes full of sorrow, "Grandma..."
"Good boy, it has only been a hundred years to reach the current state. There's no reason for the old woman to continue to obstruct you from meeting your parents. A hundred years! The old woman is also satisfied. β
Nangong Fan burst into tears, although he knew that he would leave to find his parents immediately, but at this time, he did not have the excitement that he had thought of at this time.
"Good boy, don't cry, your journey is a sea of stars, and the road in the future will depend on you, and the old woman can no longer help you. β
The sound is getting farther and farther away.
Nangong Fan felt a whirlwind of the world, he tried his best to see how he left, and he could use this to find his grandmother in the future, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see anything. In the end, I can only sigh and stop doing useless work.
It's still the same yard.
Nangong Fan looked at the overgrown herb garden, and couldn't help muttering, "How long has it been since I was a human being?"
He thought that when he came back, he would immediately see his parents and grandfather, have a reunion dinner together, and share with them the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the whole hundred years by the way. But now...
He had some bad thoughts in his heart, and walked in the direction of the wooden house where he used to live.