Nan Huaijin nodded and said: "This boxing sutra is still of some use to Xiaotian, but it is not very useful to us."
"Brother Huai Jin, the technique that can elevate your cultivation to the realm of refining qi and transforming into a god is already amazing, and it should be something we can all learn from!"
After several disasters in modern times, many of the ancient cultivation techniques and inheritances of various sects were destroyed in the flames of war. This technique is useless to the Gou Xin family and others, but it does not mean that it is without value.
"Senior Brother Nan, let's not talk about this for now..." Ye Tiancha changed the topic and asked: "You didn't meet that senior during this trip, but how can you cancel the oath you made back then?"
In order to abide by his oath, Nan Huaijin didn't even tell close friends like Gou Xin's family, but now he revealed everything, which made Ye Tian a little surprised.
Nan Huaijin felt a little sad when he heard this. He thought for a moment and said, "Well, let me tell you about what I encountered during this trip..."
It turned out that after Nan Huaijin entered Qingcheng Mountain, he visited his old descendants one after another, hoping to get some news about the master from their mouths.
What disappoints Nan Huaijin is that these old disciples have basically left Qimen and are either engaged in business or tourism development. Many of them don't even have any skills.
With no other choice, Nan Huaijin followed the path he had taken before to find the senior, deep in Qingcheng Mountain.
However, what disappointed him was that under the general environment of tourism development, the waterfall where the senior practiced had already become a tourist attraction, bustling with tourists, and it no longer had the rich spiritual energy it once had.
Although Nan Huaijin has not reached the state of refining the spirit and returning to the void, he also knows that Taoists are most afraid of being disturbed by others when cultivating the soul. In this situation, even if the senior is still alive, he may have abandoned this place.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Nan Huaijin went to the deep mountains again. You must know that those who have practiced to the level of refining qi and transforming into gods can live for more than a hundred years. The senior has already practiced Yang Shen to leave the body, and there is a high probability that he is still there.
Of the human world.
Qingcheng Mountain is said to have "Thirty-Six Peaks", "Eight Big Cave", "Seventy-two Small Cave" and "One Hundred and Eight Scenery", covering hundreds of kilometers in radius. The whole mountain has verdant trees, evergreen all year round, and is surrounded by various peaks.
Nan Huaijin spent more than a month searching in the mountains, but not to mention finding the trace of the senior, he didn't even find any trace of human life in the mountains.
This made Nan Huaijin extremely disappointed, but when he was about to return, he discovered a cave on the mountainside.
This cave opens to the east and has excellent light transmission. It can be more than ten meters deep into the cave. The entrance of the cave is blocked by a fence. There is a bamboo bed and a futon for meditation, but nothing else.
But on the wall of the cave, there are a few big words engraved: "The waves are born and the clouds are gone, the edge is over, little friend, take care!"
After tracing the words with his fingers, Nan Huaijin suddenly discovered that those words were actually written on the rock wall with his fingers.
Although these twelve words were written without beginning or end, Nan Huaijin understood that this was written by the senior to him. Since the relationship was no longer the same, there was no need to abide by the oath made back then.
Gou Xinjia suddenly interjected and asked: "Brother Huaijin, did that senior discover that you were looking for him and deliberately avoided him?"
"No, I see that there is a lot of dust in the font. It must have been written for at least ten years."
Nan Huaijin shook his head and said: "Brother Yuanyang, after your cultivation has entered the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, your understanding of everything in the world is different, and you can even deduce your own past and past events!"
Although Nan Huaijin failed to become a disciple of that senior, he later found a lot of classics and articles describing the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, and learned about some of the magical powers possessed by mastering the soul.
"Don't look at me. I'm only half-experienced in the realm of Yuanshen. I mostly use it to heal my wounds, but I can't understand the mystery that Senior Brother Nan said."
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Ye Tian smiled bitterly, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Senior Brother Nan may be right. When I met Old Tang last time, I didn't make any deductions, but in my mind
The appearance of Thaksin Sawang Susi appears in the film!"
Ye Tian turned to look at Zuo Jiajun and said: "Brother Zuo, it's Thaksin. Is Sawang Susi thin and gloomy, with a black mole above his right eye?"
Ye Tian had only said before that things in Thailand would have something to do with Thaksin Sawang Susi. He did not say in detail that the figure of the other party appeared in his mind, and he did not speak out until now.
"Yes, that is Thaksin Sawang Susi!"
Zuo Jiajun nodded and said with a face full of surprise: "After cultivating the soul, can you really sense it in advance? Then what is the use of us physiognomists?"
You must know that divination and divination has been passed down in ancient times. It has been passed down to this day and has a very complicated system. It is not a deceptive trick as the world thinks. It takes a lifetime to master this knowledge.
Research.
But as long as you practice to the state of refining the gods and returning to the void, you can actually predict the future. This makes Zuo Jiajun, who has spent his whole life in divination, unacceptable.
"Junior Brother Zuo, you are obsessed with your appearance."
After hearing Zuo Jiajun's words, Gou Xinjia shook his head and said: "Fengshui physiognomy also belongs to the category of cultivation. Naturally, there are different paths to the same goal. And throughout the ages, how many people have been able to enter the realm of refining the spirit and returning to the void?
How can they compete with you for their jobs?"
"Elder brother is right!"
Everyone laughed at what Gou Xinjia said. The fact was indeed what Gou Xinjia said.
Characters such as the legendary Guang Lingzi, Ge Hong, and Lu Dongbin basically appeared suddenly and left some legends in the world, but very few people actually saw them.
"Senior Brother Nan, no matter what, I would like to thank you very much!"
After hearing Nan Huaijin talk about his trip to Qingcheng, Ye Tian raised the freshly poured tea bowl and said, "I'll give you a cup of tea instead of wine, Senior Brother Nan!"
In order to help Ye Tian find the technique, Nan Huaijin, who was over eighty years old, trekked in the mountains for more than a month. Ye Tian owed this friendship anyway.
"Nan is so ashamed!" Nan Huaijin picked up the tea bowl and saluted Ye Tianyuan.
"Let's not talk about that. Brother Huaijin, let's talk about what happened back then. Did that senior really rise up from the clouds on his feet?"
After hearing Nan Huaijin's words, Gou Xinjia changed the subject with a smile. He was also curious about the Taoist. Could it be that after cultivating the soul, he could really be like the legendary immortal?
"It's absolutely true. Although I was young at that time, I would never be wrong about it."
Nan Huaijin nodded and said: "I suspect that after entering the realm of returning to the void, the nature of the true energy will change. The clouds on the soles of the feet may be caused by stimulating the true energy!"
"It's a pity that my junior brother has no energy at all, otherwise we would have been able to find out what happened."
Parent Gou Xin sighed, his face full of longing. Not only him, but everyone including Ye Tian also looked yearning.
In the past, human beings' greatest ideal was to fly into the sky and soar freely like a bird.
Although this ideal was replaced by airplanes in modern times, it is undeniable that they are still extremely envious of those immortals in myths and legends who can fly physically.
After a few people chatted for a while, Nan Huaijin looked tired. Ye Tian immediately asked Zhou Xiaotian to take Nan Huaijin upstairs to meditate and rest. There was plenty of spiritual energy in this villa, which was very suitable for rejuvenating.
Everyone knew that this was Ye Tian'er's first day standing and walking, and fearing that he would be tired, Gou Xinjia and Zuo Jiajun also left the villa to find the place where they used to meditate.
"Ye Tian, you are finally done!"
When he saw Gou Xin's family and others coming out of the villa, and Tang Wenyuan, who had been wandering around the door, came in, the old man was actually a little aggrieved. No one in this world dared to keep him waiting like this since twenty years ago.
"Old Tang, what's wrong?" Seeing Tang Wenyuan come in, Ye Tian laughed, "Is there something urgent that makes you so anxious?"
Just talking about Taoism with several senior brothers, Ye Tian almost forgot that Tang Wenyuan had something to do with him.
"It's not your business yet."
Tang Wenyuan and Ye Tian were already familiar with each other, and he said angrily: "Tomorrow Hong Kong will hold a special auction of Chinese art organized by Christie's Auction House. I brought you the catalog of the auction items."
How dare Tang Wenyuan not do what Ye Tian asked him to do with all his heart? In the past month or so, he has swept through the ancient books and scriptures in all the major auction houses, spending almost hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars, and made this type of auction popular.
However, when the things were delivered to Ye Tian, none of them were useful to him. No matter how rich Tang Wenyuan was, he couldn't go through such trouble, so he took the auction catalog and wanted Ye Tian to take a look first and see if there was anything he needed.
It’s not too late to bid.
Ye Tian took the catalog and asked with a smile: "Christie's Auction House? I've never heard of it. Is it that small auction house?"
When he was in the capital, people often sent Ye Dongping invitations to attend auctions. Ye Tian was familiar with names like Christie's or Sotheby's, but he had never heard of this Christie's auction house.
In recent years, antique collecting has become very popular, and many wealthy people regard it as an investment. This has also caused various auction houses to spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and the items auctioned are also mixed.
"Small auction house? The only one bigger than Christie's in the world is Sotheby's!"
After hearing Ye Tian's words, Tang Wenyuan was stunned for a moment, but he immediately responded, "I didn't make it clear, the Chinese transliteration is different from what I said.
Ye Tian, Christie's auction house is called Christie's in China, Sotheby's is Sotheby's, it's just a different name."