The clay figurine still has an earthy nature. The injury from last night is still aching, and he has experienced the mockery and rolling eyes of the slaves. How can he feel heavy and helpless.
The boy laughed a little awkwardly. The strict family rules prevented him from contradicting him. The hand that wanted to take the reins was frozen there, neither stretching nor shrinking.
The scribe walked out of the high desk and said, "Why don't you two lead the guest's donkey down quickly?"
"I'll lead the way for you two, please come this way!"
The Feng Mansion has strict rules and regulations, which vividly expresses the word "tall" of the "Gaomen Courtyard". People under the wall have the feeling of facing a cliff. The uniform blue bricks are built with the wind and rain of hundreds of years. The historical significance adds to the majesty.
The scribe led Cao An through the layers of arches, and after several courtyards, they came to a house. There were three parts of a one-story townhouse. The decoration was simple, but it did not make people feel old or dirty. The house surrounded a huge courtyard. Cao An glanced at it and roughly estimated that there were no less than forty rooms.
"There is no one in these two rooms. The maids at home have already put on clean bedding. You two can just move in. The key is on the door. When the time comes, a servant will bring you food. If it is not to your taste, you two will also You can tell the servants who came to deliver the meal that the kitchen will prepare a new one, and in the evening, the housekeeper will come to invite you all in person."
"Do you two have any other requests?"
Cao An returned the favor and said, "Your mansion has made thoughtful arrangements. We have no other requirements."
"In that case, I'll leave first. There are some things to deal with at the door."
After the scribe left, he sat down heavily on the stool, "This Feng family is respectful and polite to everyone on the surface, but deep down they are so arrogant that it is almost blinding."
Cao An has a more calm temper. He doesn't care about these things. He only came to the Feng family because the Feng family suffered a heavy loss, less than half a year of life.
Hearing this, he just smiled and said, "This is a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is normal to have some arrogance. No matter how powerful a person is in the world, there is no way he will be gone one day. But his family's business is here. If nothing happens, it will be passed down again." A hundred years is not a bad idea.”
At the stall where the two were talking, voices came from the front of the courtyard. More than twenty people came from the door. The most conspicuous among the crowd was the young man wearing a fiery red robe. He walked freely and uninhibitedly, and his eyebrows were bright. There was a kind of confidence and frankness in the whole room, and Cao An was surprised at first sight.
He has not seen many such people. Even in his previous life, among the thousands of lay people who passed by him, there were few who could be like him.
But what is completely opposite to what you see with the naked eye is your own perception. Such a person, if not a refreshing spring breeze, at least should not give rise to a sense of disgust, but this is not the case, that kind of needle-pricking coldness and lingering feeling. The hatred that left him felt like seeing the ugliest thing in the world.
In the crowd, he saw the Taoist priest and monk who were at the inn that day. At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest and the old monk were respected among the crowd. Because of the strange state of mind, Cao An could not sense their specific cultivation. Low.
The young master's eyebrows were filled with joy: "Oh, we have added two more knights. What do you call them?"
"I'm Cao An, I feel sorry for my brother."
Someone in the crowd frowned slightly, "Aren't you two from Huaqing County?"
"My two brothers just came from Canglan Mansion a few days ago."
"As expected, these two are our seniors from Huaqing County, Master Huitong of Pufa Temple and Taoist Master Xuancheng of Qingyang Temple. You didn't know it before, but now I tell you, it's time for you to salute, right?"
"Of course it is. Cao An has met the two seniors. It seems that we two brothers don't have to do anything on this trip, and we even got a handy weapon."
The originally tense atmosphere melted away in Cao An's junior ceremony. The young master glanced at Cao An and stopped paying attention. Instead, he invited the monk to sit on the stone bench together and started talking. The others stood guard. Behind him, Cao An stood heavily to the edge, neither approaching nor moving away from the house arranged for him.
"Both of you are highly accomplished practitioners in our Huaqing County. It just so happened that Dai Chang wanted to ask about something."
The two of them looked at each other, and both could see the conflict in their eyes. When their eyes turned, they looked calm, compassionate and peaceful again.
"Excuse me, sir!"
"Martial arts practice in this world all involves the integration of skills, blood energy, condensation of energy, and opening of veins. This requires great perseverance and great opportunities. This is especially true for those who can step from the inner world to the outer world."
"But I heard that among Buddhists and Taoists, there is a type of people who do not practice martial arts, but only study scriptures. They are poor at reading scriptures. Once they are enlightened, they can step into the outer world and their appearance will return to their youth. , more than others who have worked hard for decades. Is this possible? I really want to be like you, but I can't bear the pain, so I asked this question." Feng Daichang was polite, and when he said this, his face A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.
Taoist Xuancheng smiled and said, "There is such a thing, but the young master only knows one and not the other. There are seniors who once enlightened and reached the sky in one step, but there are not many people who have spent their lives in the Qingdeng Ancient Scrolls, but they are all It’s just that they haven’t been remembered. Among Buddhists, old Taoists don’t know, but in the history of our Taoist sect, there are only five such people.”
Huitong also shook his head, "In my Buddhist sect, the number is almost the same."
Feng Daichang was not disappointed, but looked excited, "So is this really happening? I thought it was just people spreading rumors. I want to learn, and I also asked two seniors to show me that no matter what the price, Daichang is willing to give it a try." ." After saying that, he knelt down in front of the two of them with a sincere look on his face.
The two of them immediately pulled Feng Daichang to the left and the right, and Xuancheng was the first to speak: "This is not a secret thing, but few people are willing to take this road again. It's normal for the young master not to understand, and it doesn't cost anything. Then There are also many scriptures read by successful sages circulating in the market. If you don't believe me, I can ask the disciples in Guanzhong to sort them out and send them over."
"Master, just buy it at the normal price. I, Qingyang Temple, can still prepare all the scriptures."
Huitong didn't want to lag behind, so he immediately asked the monks in the temple to prepare a copy and send it to them. They just thought that the young master was playing tricks, and they couldn't spend thousands of taels of silver. For the huge Feng family, there was no way. It's not a big deal, but it's also a good thing for the temple (monastery) to make some progress.
"In this case, Dai Chang would like to thank the two seniors. I wonder if there is anything else that needs to be tabooed."
"It's just a matter of studying and gaining insights. Young Master, just read as usual. There is no need to do anything deliberately."
After that, several people chatted about other things. Feng Daichang seemed to be impatient and ended the topic, and everyone dispersed and went back to their rooms.
After closing the door, Zhan Zhan said with doubt on his face: "Brother Cao, is there really such a way? Those two people couldn't have deliberately deceived others, right?"
Cao An shook his head and muttered: "It's not a lie. I know that there is also a theory of ascending in the daytime. What they said should be true. It's just that this kind of thing, just think about it. It's not pure and true. , People who are born with a Taoist heart should stop thinking about it as soon as possible."
After leaving, Feng Daichang, who was hiding in an attic, listened to the report of his guards and monitored everything in the yard with formations. When he heard what Cao An said, a dignified look appeared on his face, and he raised his hand to stop him. Guard.
"Pure and true, born with a Taoist heart, who is this Cao An? How does he know this?"
"Sir, this Cao An is from Canglan Mansion. He is famous in the reward policy issued by the imperial court, with a reward of one hundred taels."
Feng Daichang didn't even look back, and slapped the guard who spoke out with his backhand, "Naochao, do you need to talk about these things that are on the surface? When you came in and registered, you already understood clearly that this is not what I am talking about. .”
"Brother Cao, what kind of person is the most pure and true, born with a Taoist heart?"
Cao An was silent for a long time. He didn't know how to answer Feng Daichang's question. He seemed to have countless things to say, but he couldn't say them. He felt that he knew something, but he couldn't talk about it. When it comes to your mouth, you already know that it will deviate from the original meaning.
Shen Sheng was waiting for Cao An to answer, and Feng Daichang was also waiting.
While Cao An was deep in thought, a few words that fit this answer almost perfectly flashed through his mind, and he whispered softly: "Cultivation is seeking to gain the Tao, and enlightenment is knowing for the purpose of clarifying one's nature. Cultivation is to control one's nature, and to realize the Tao Implemented by nature, the enlightened person will generate laws from his heart, and the practitioner will control his mind with laws."
As soon as he finished speaking, on a whim, a wordless impulse surged into his heart, as if Cao An could enter the sublime realm of martial arts in just one thought as long as he was willing. It was an indescribable impulse and 'knowing'.
The 'knowing' of the next moment is 100% flawless and absolutely a powerful belief.
So much so that Cao An's calm temperament has changed. An invisible energy is brewing over the entire Feng family. It is so majestic that it shocks all kinds of people, especially for aliens like 'Feng Daichang'. Just the invisible momentum is enough. Let it kneel down on the ground, unwillingness and fear showing on its pale face.
But there was nothing he could do to change it.
"I'm afraid it's going to rain today, it's terribly cloudy."
"I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily. I haven't seen such weather in a long time."
For high-level people, they had a vague sense of what was happening, but they did not dare to move in the face of the power of heaven and earth. For those who were not cultivated, it was just a heavy rain that might be coming, nothing more.
Even among those who lived in the Feng family townhouse, Xuancheng and Huitong were the only ones who could vaguely sense this. Feeling the clear location of the source, they did not dare to move.
In Huaqing County, the great demon Su Jinyao withdrew his spiritual thoughts like an electric shock. His face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and there was a look of horror between his brows.
She had already overestimated Cao An enough. She never thought that only today did she realize that she was still wrong.
How can someone who can ascend to heaven and realize enlightenment in one step be beyond the reach of oneself? In the next moment, it would be time for him to set foot in the outer world, and his cultivation would be at least one level beyond his own.
