Chapter 293

Some people like to drink tea. They think that drinking tea can cultivate their self-cultivation and cultivate their sentiment. At least, they look at the forced grid a little higher.

But nantianyuan is different. He always likes to drink. When he duels on Xianren mountain, he wants to drink. Now when he is in the car, he still wants to drink.

Two weeks have passed since the duel day. In these two weeks, both Xiao Yao and nantianyuan are in good health. Now, the black Land Rover is on its way to South China City, about six hours' drive.

Because it's a high-speed walk, so you can't see any beautiful scenery. The same pictures flash past the window.

"Brother Xiao, you really don't want to drink?" The smell of wine overflows in the car. Nantianyuan holds his wine bottle and says.

His drinking capacity is really good. He has been drinking since he got on the bus, but he doesn't seem to be drunk until now. It's not exaggerating to put the four words "never drunk" on Nan Tianyuan.

"I won't drink any more. I'll check for drunk driving." Xiao Yao's mouth is twitching. It's good for nantianyuan to drink anything, but it's a little bad. He always likes to pull others to drink with him. I don't know why

Nantianyuan turned his lips and saw that Xiao Yao didn't drink. He didn't say much. Instead, he continued to drink.

South China is a city surrounded by mountains on three sides, located at the junction of Sanhu province and Anyan province.

"It's hard to find your Nantian palace." Xiao Yao drove off the highway. Land Rover bumped on the rough road. Xiao Yao was also helpless.

"Ha ha, just get used to it. Our Nantian palace sounds magnificent, but it's actually a small village." Nan Tianyuan said.

"Small village?" Xiao Yao is slightly stunned, turns his face and looks at Nan Tianyuan with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Yes, it's a small village." Nan Tianyuan said, "otherwise, how can it be called the hermit school? In fact, it's not surprising. Even in Kyoto, there is a small village, isn't there? "

"You mean Xiyuan village in Kyoto?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Yes." Nantianyuan nodded and said with a smile, "it seems that you also know it. It's not bad. In fact, it's just like that in the seclusion world. It's not difficult to find a place with beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery. What's difficult is to make everyone live happily."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course." Nan Tianyuan nodded with a smile.

"Why do you have to live in seclusion?" Xiao Yao said.

"Because of practice." Nan Tianyuan said, "because our people in Nantian palace want to practice, do you think this society is really happy now? If there are more machines, people will become lazy. If people become lazy, there will be more problems. In this way, some burden will be added to the original practice

Xiao Yao nodded his head and said nothing more.

Under the command of nantianyuan, Xiao Yao finally arrived at the small village of nantiangong.

It's about two hours' drive from the nearest county. When they arrive, it's just sunset.

At the entrance of the village stands a stone tablet, on which three words are written: South Heaven palace.

"Is it really isolated here?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Not really. Didn't you see that I was out?" Nantianyuan said with a smile, "in fact, people in nantiangong will often go out. Gradually, we can practice and shut up, but we must not be divorced from society. Otherwise, we will not be able to adapt to society when we come out for decades."

Xiao Yao said with a smile, "what's the matter? Do you have any lessons to learn?"

Hearing Xiao Yao's words, Nan Tianyuan sighed and said, "don't mention it, we really have a lesson to learn. A Grandmaster went out more than ten years ago and asked people what happened to Daming and who is the emperor now."

Xiao Yao

"Well, let's park here. Don't drive in." Nan Tianyuan said in a low voice.

In fact, even if Nantian didn't give such a warning, Xiao Yao didn't plan to drive in.

As soon as they got out of the car, an old man with a crutch in his hand came tottering to him.

"Tianyuan boy is back?" The old man looked at Tianyuan and said with a smile.

The old man was wearing a shabby gray gown, with silver hair, slovenness and age spots on his face, but his eyes were still shining, as if there was nothing he couldn't see through at the end of the day. Moreover, his waist was very straight, and he had a strong posture.

Xiao Yao is thinking, this old man looks at the body so good, why must pestle a crutch?

The old man looked at least 70 or 80 years old. Nan Tianyuan looked up and looked at him with respect.

"Good morning, elder Qingfeng."

After listening to nantianyuan's address to each other, Xiao Yao is shocked. Is this old man the elder of nantiangong?

The old man nodded at nantianyuan, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yao. He looked at Xiao Yao carefully, and finally narrowed his eyes slightly: "the root bone is pretty good. At this age, he has reached the realm of shaking the sky, and there is Yuandan in his body. He is also the best of the young generation."

This kind of feeling makes Xiao Yao feel very uncomfortable. It's like standing here naked. It's a kind of eyes that can penetrate everything and look directly at him.

"Good old man." Xiao Yao bowed slightly and bowed his hands.

"Good, good!" Elder Qingfeng's eyes are slightly astringent, "young and promising, not arrogant and not impatient, en... The more you look, the more pleasing to the eye, Tianyuan, is this the friend you brought back?"

"Yes." Nan Tianyuan said with a smile, "his name is Xiao Yao, a friend I brought back."

Elder Qingfeng nods. After a change of words, he asked, "has fo chenzhu been found? That's what your father ordered. "

"No..." Nan Tianyuan was embarrassed.

"I know you didn't. when you went out the first day, I said you couldn't find it." Elder Qingfeng smoothed his beard, looked at Nan Tianyuan and said, "do you remember what I said to you before? You don't have Buddha's fate, and you don't have Buddha's heart, so you can't find Buddha's dust beads. "

Having said that, he looked at Xiao Yao: "you look at it is quite Buddhist."

Xiao Yao's heart trembled and he didn't know what to say.

If Nan Tianyuan didn't tell them all in advance, Xiao Yao should really doubt whether the old man is the kind of monster who can read the mind.

"What do you want when you come to Nantian palace?" Elder Qingfeng continued.

Xiao Yao gaped.

He was just about to open his mouth, but elder Qingfeng waved his hand: "don't tell me anything. It's all your business. Besides, I don't ask about business." Then he looked at Nan Tianyuan and said, "take him to see your master."

"Yes..." nanfengyuan respectfully sent away elder Qingfeng.

"How do you feel?" After elder Qingfeng left, nantianyuan looked at Xiao Yao and said with a smile.

Xiao Yao frowned and said, "unfathomable."

"That is, qingfengchang is always the first person in our whole Nantian palace." Nan Tianyuan is a little proud. "Although my master is the leader and the master of the palace, elder Qingfeng is the strongest. In our Nantian palace, even the master of the palace has to bow to elder Qingfeng. Do you know how old elder Qingfeng is? "

"Seven or eight?" Xiao Yao asked tentatively.

"One hundred and thirty years old." Nan Tianyuan said.

Xiao Yao opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say much, so he could only follow Nan Tianyuan.

In the South Heaven palace, there is no palace attic, which is quite different from Xiao Yao's original imagination. However, it gives Xiao Yao a sense of dignity. Here, Xiao Yao does not have any sense of stability.

Following the South sky far behind, came to the center of the village.

It was a thatched cottage with a large area. The gate was fenced and some chickens were fed.

"Come in." Nan Tianyuan said.

Xiao Yao nodded, looked at him for a moment, and finally stepped into the fence and stood at the door of the thatched cottage.

Nan Tianyuan reaches out his hand and knocks on the door.

"Come in." A powerful voice sounded.

Nan Tianyuan looks at Xiao Yao and walks in together.

In the thatched cottage, everything is so simple. The first thing you see is a square table and a few chairs with potholes under your feet. This kind of place certainly won't have a concrete floor. In front of the window, there is a wooden bed. On the bed, a man of 40 or 50 years old is meditating with his eyes closed. He is wearing a blue blouse with long hair and tied up with a hair band, His features are resolute, and his face is full of righteousness. His nose is high and his skull is slightly convex. He looks very three-dimensional.

The man slowly opens his eyes, when he opens his eyes that moment, Xiao Yao has a feeling of being penetrated.

Master, this is also a master!

The man looked at Xiao Yao with a smile on his face.

"Buddha dust beads on you?" The man asked.

"Yes?" Xiao Yao slightly a Leng, "younger Xiao Yao, have seen the head of the South Heaven palace."

"Buddha dust beads are on you, right?" The man didn't seem to hear Xiao Yao and continued to ask.

Xiao Yao frowned and nodded.

"I know. I can feel it. How, this time you're here, you're sending me Buddha dust beads? If it is, I will treat you with courtesy, if not... "Later, he didn't say it, and he believed Xiao Yao could understand the meaning of his words.

Xiao Yao does know what he means, but it's not easy to answer this question.

"Shifu, his name is Xiao Yao. Fochenzhu is really there. I don't know him. He saved my life." Nantian said quickly on the edge, he also felt the abnormal atmosphere.

"Who wants to kill you?" A calendar light flashed in the man's eyes.

"White faced scholar." Nan Tianyuan said.

"Oh?" The man is tiny a Leng, brow tight wrinkly, "how is he?"

Then there was a brief silence.