The Most Powerful Young Man

Some people like to drink tea. They think that drinking tea can cultivate one's morality, cultivate one's sentiment, and at least look a little bit more compelling.

But Nan Tianyuan is different. He always likes to drink. He wants to drink when he is in a duel on Xianren Mountain. Now sitting in the car, he still wants to drink.

Two weeks have passed since the day of the duel. In these two weeks, both Xiao Yao and Nan Tianyuan are in good health. Now, the black Land Rover is running on the road to South China. About six hours.

Because it is high-speed, I can't see any beautiful scenery. What flashes through the window are all the same pictures.

"Brother Xiao, don't you really want to drink?" Nan Tianyuan said as the car was full of wine, holding his bottle.

His alcohol volume is really good. From the time he got on the car, he has started to drink, but he does not seem to be drunk until now. It is not an exaggeration to put the words "A Thousand Cups of Not Drunk" on Nan Tianyuan's body.

"I won't drink, check for drunk driving." Xiao Yao's mouth twitched. Nan Tianyuan is good at drinking everything, but there is one thing that is not good. He always likes to drag others to drink with him, and I don't know why. ...

Nan Tianyuan curled his lips, watching Xiao Yao not drink, he didn't say much, but continued to talk about the wine.

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

"You Nantian Temple is really hard to find." Xiao Yao drove off the highway, and the Land Rover was bumping on the rugged road. Xiao Yao also looked helpless.

"Haha, just get used to it. Our Nantian Temple sounds very magnificent, but it's actually a small village." Nan Tianyuan said.

"Small village?" Xiao Yao was taken aback for a moment, then turned his face to look at Nan Tianyuan, with a slightly surprised expression in his eyes.

"Yeah, it's a small village." Nan Tianyuan said, "Otherwise, how would it be called a hermit? In fact, this is not surprising. Even in China's Kyoto, isn't there a small village?"

"Are you talking about Xiyuan Village in Kyoto?" Xiao Yao asked.

"En." Nan Tianyuan nodded and said with a smile, "It seems that you know it too, it's not bad, in fact, that's what the hidden world is all about. I don't want to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and beautiful scenery. The difficulty, the difficulty is to make everyone's life happy and joyful."

"Can I ask a question?"

"Of course." Nan Tianyuan smiled and nodded.

"Why do you have to hide the world?" Xiao Yao said.

"Because of practice." Nan Tianyuan said, "because we people in Nantian Temple want to practice, do you think this society is really happy now? With more machines, people will become lazy, people will become lazy, and there will be problems. That's too much. This will add some burden to the original practice invisibly."

Xiao Yao nodded as if he understood, and said nothing.

Under Nan Tianyuan's command, Xiao Yao finally arrived in the small village of Nantian Temple.

It’s about two hours' drive from the nearest county town. When they arrived, it was just sunset.

At the entrance of the village, there is a stone monument on which three words are written: Nantian Palace.

"Is this place really isolated from the world?" Xiao Yao asked.

"It doesn't count. Didn't you see that I went out?" Nan Tianyuan said with a smile, "Actually, people in Nantian Temple will still go out often. Gradually, we can practice or retreat, but we must not derail from society. , Otherwise, waiting for a few decades before we come out to contact this society, we will become unable to adapt."

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "What's wrong, do you have any lessons for you?"

Hearing Xiao Yao's words, Nan Tianyuan sighed and said, "Don't say it, we really have a lesson from the past. A patriarch went out more than ten years ago and asked how Daming is and who is the current emperor."

Xiao Yao: "..."

"Okay, stop here, don't drive in." Nan Tianyuan whispered.

In fact, even if Nan Tianyuan didn't remind him that way, Xiao Yao didn't plan to drive in the car.

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

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

The old man was wearing a shabby gray gown. His hair was silvery white, uncut, and he had age spots on his face, but his eyes were still gleaming, as if there was nothing in the world that he couldn't see, and his waist was very pretty. Straight, there is an upright posture.

Xiao Yao was thinking, this old man looks so good, why does he have to stick a walking stick?

The old man looked at least seventy or eighty, Nan Tianyuan raised his head and glanced at him, his face respectful.

"Good elder Qingfeng."

Xiao Yao was stunned when he heard Nan Tianyuan's address to the other party. This old man was still the elder of Nan Tiangong?

The old man nodded at Nan Tianyuan, his eyes fell on Xiao Yao's body again, his eyes were carefully examined on Xiao Yao's body, and finally he narrowed his eyes slightly: "The roots are not bad. At this age, he When you reach the realm of shaking the sky, and the Yuan Dan is also nurtured in your body, you can be regarded as a leader among the younger generation."

This feeling made Xiao Yao feel very uncomfortable, as if he was standing here naked, this is a look that can penetrate everything and look directly into his own eyes.

"Good old sir." Xiao Yao bowed slightly, bowing his hands.

"Okay, okay!" Elder Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, "Young and promising, not arrogant or impetuous, um...the more you look at it, 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, the friend I brought back."

Elder Qingfeng nodded. Turning the conversation, he asked: "Did you find the Buddha Chenzhu? This is something your teacher's father ordered."

"No..." Nan Tianyuan's face was a little embarrassed.

"I know you didn't. When you went out on the first day, I said you must not find it." Elder Qingfeng stroked his beard, looked at Nan Tianyuan and said, "Do you remember what I told you before? You don’t have Buddha's predestiny, and you don’t have Buddha's mind, so you will definitely not find Buddha Dust.

After that, he looked at Xiao Yao: "You seem to have a lot of buddhism."

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

If Nan Tianyuan hadn't told them all this in advance, Xiao Yao should really doubt whether this old man was the kind of mind-reading monster.

"You come to our Nantian Temple, what do you want?" Elder Qingfeng continued to ask.

Xiao Yao was dumbfounded.

He was just about to speak, but Elder Qingfeng waved his hand: "You don't have to tell me anything, it's all your business, and I don't ask nosy." After speaking, he looked at Nan Tianyuan, "Take him to see Your master."

"Yes..." Nan Fengyuan respectfully sent away Elder Qingfeng.

"How does it feel?" After Elder Qingfeng left, Nan Tianyuan looked at Xiao Yao on the side and said with a smile.

Xiao Yao frowned and said, "It's unfathomable."

"That is, Elder Qingfeng is the first person in our entire Nantian Palace." Nan Tianyuan was a little proud, "Although my master is the master and palace owner, Elder Qingfeng is the strongest. In our Nantian Palace, Even the palace lord, when he sees Elder Qingfeng, he has to bow his hands. Do you know how old our Elder Qingfeng is?"

"Seven or eighty?" Xiao Yao asked tentatively.

"A 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 to continue walking forward.

In Nantian Palace, there are no palace attics, which is very different from Xiao Yao's original imagination, but here it gives Xiao Yao a sense of majesty. Here, Xiao Yao does not have any sense of stability.

Following Nan Tianyuan, he came to the very center of the village.

It was a thatched house with a large area. There was a fence around the door and some chickens were fed.

"Come in." Nan Tianyuan said.

Xiao Yao nodded, stared for a moment, and finally stepped into the fence and stood at the door of the thatched house.

Nan Tianyuan stretched out his hand and knocked gently on the door.

"Come in." A strong voice sounded.

Nan Tianyuan glanced at Xiao Yao and walked in together.

In the thatched hut, everything is so simple. The first thing I saw was a square table and a few chairs with pits and pits under my feet. Such a place would definitely not hit the concrete floor. In front of the windows, there are A wooden frame bed on which a forty or fifty-year-old man is meditating with his eyes closed. He is wearing a cyan blouse with very long hair, tied with a headband, his features are firm, and his face is full of righteousness. . His nose is high and his skull is slightly convex, which looks very three-dimensional.

The man slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, Xiao Yao felt like being penetrated by someone.

Master, this is also a master!

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

"Buddha dust bead on you?" the man asked.

"En?" Xiao Yao was taken aback for a moment, "Junior Xiao Yao, I've seen Nantian Palace Lord."

"The Buddha Chenzhu is on you, right?" The man didn't seem to hear Xiao Yao's words, and continued to ask.

Xiao Yao frowned and nodded.

"I know it's here, I can feel it, why, this time you came, did you send me the Buddha Dust Beads? If it is, I will treat it with courtesy, if not..." He did not say anything later. He also believed that Xiao Yao would definitely understand what he meant.

Xiao Yao knew what he meant, but it was not easy to answer this question.

"Master, his name is Xiao Yao. The Buddha Chenzhu is indeed where he is. I don't know him and I don't know each other. He saved my life." Nan Tianyuan hurriedly said from the side, and he also felt that the atmosphere was abnormal.

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

"White-faced scholar," Nan Tianyuan said.

"Oh?" The man was taken aback for a while, frowning, "Why is it him?"

Then there was a brief silence.