Chapter 659 Past Events
"Ye Tian, there is really something important!" Tang Wenyuan stopped and shouted a little unwillingly.
"Old Tang, this matter is more important to me, you take a walk in the yard first, and I'll come back when I come back!"
Ye Tian didn't have the mind to talk to Tang Wenyuan at this time, he waved his hand and walked into the living room.
"This ...... Alas!"
Although Tang Wenyuan is a well-known rich man in the Chinese circle and has a prominent status in Hongmen, he really has no temper at all in front of Ye Tian.
In terms of financial resources, Ye Tian swept four to five billion US dollars from the Queen, and his net worth has surpassed that of Tang Wenyuan.
In terms of background, Ye Tian's status in Hongmen is also far above Tang Wenyuan, so Tang Ye, who was being called out and embraced outside, could only wait obediently outside the door.
Fortunately, Ye Tian's villa was full of spiritual energy, Tang Wenyuan did not feel irritable, and after living for more than half a month, the age spots on his face had faded a lot.
After coming to the living room, Ye Tian saw that everyone had already sat down, and quickly shouted: "Xiao Tian, soak the big red robe brought from the capital!"
"Junior Brother Ye, you are not kind, I haven't drunk your Dahongpao yet, it won't be from those trees at the foot of the mountain, right?"
After hearing Ye Tian's words, Gou Xinjia laughed, these people were all old and mature, and their qi cultivation skills were far from comparable to those of young people, and no one was in a hurry to ask Nan Huaijin's trip to Qingcheng Mountain.
"Senior brother, this tea was picked by Master and I from those three tea trees, and there are only a dozen leaves left.
When the old Taoist fled, in addition to passing on the compass and the position of the sect master, all that was left was nothing more than some scriptures and classics, as well as some tea.
Ye Tian is a young man after all, he didn't like to taste tea in the past few years, this is the last time he went back to worship his master, he found it from home, and he has been reluctant to drink it.
"Xiaotian, don't take it." Nan Huaijin called out to Zhou Xiaotian, looked at Ye Tian and said: "Junior Brother Ye, I am ashamed to drink this tea!"
"Don't, Senior Brother Nan, your heart is worth this tea!"
Although Ye Tian's heart tightened, he still smiled on his face and said: "Several senior brothers are all people who understand tea, let's try the tea that Master Xiaotian's hand roasted today, Xiao Tian, hurry up and get it!"
"Hey, I'll go now!" Zhou Xiaotian agreed, turned around and went upstairs.
At this time, only the three brothers Ye Tianshi and Nan Huaijin were left in the living room, and Gou Xinjia asked: "Brother Huaijin, is that senior no longer in the world?"
To be honest, although the Ye Tian brothers had high expectations for Nan Huaijin's trip, they were also prepared for disappointment.
You must know that Nan Huaijin is now over eighty years old, and when he lived in seclusion in Qingcheng to ask questions, he was only in his early twenties, almost sixty years ago.
He was called a senior by Nan Huaijin back then, and his high cultivation level was very likely to enter the realm of refining spirits and returning to emptiness, and that person's age at that time was probably more than seventy or eighty years old.
The two are added, if that senior is still alive, I am afraid that he will be at least one hundred and thirty or forty years old now, and Ye Tian and the others have no confidence in their hearts as to whether this person is still alive.
"Alas, I searched all over Qingcheng Mountain, but I didn't wait for the trace of this senior, and I can't say if he is not alive."
Nan Huaijin sighed and said: "But I saw the handwriting left by that senior, he has nothing to do with me, I can tell you about the past."
"Oh, let's not mention the handwriting left by that senior, Brother Huaijin, tell me about the old things first!"
After hearing Nan Huaijin's words, Ye Tian and the others were all interested, they had always been very curious, what kind of person could make Nan Huaijin look respectful when he mentioned him, and he didn't dare to say anything.
"Brother Yuanyang, in fact, when I was twelve years old, I had to meet that master, and later I lived in seclusion in Qingcheng Mountain during the Anti-Japanese War, just wanting to find the immortal trail again, but Nan Mou's fortune was not enough, although I saw that senior, but I couldn't be accepted by him!"
With Nan Huaijin's story, an old incident that happened seventy or eighty years ago was presented in front of Ye Tian and others.
It turned out that Nan Huaijin was born in a family of scholars for generations, and his father had a wide range of friends, and when Nan Huaijin was a child, he once took him to Qingcheng Mountain.
One day, when his father was drinking papers with his old friends in the Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Temple, Nan Huaijin secretly ran out of the Taoist temple.
Nan Huaijin, who grew up in the city, was undoubtedly full of curiosity about the mountains, and he chased after hares and butterflies when he saw them, and before he knew it, he had entered the depths of Qingcheng Mountain.
Although he was only eleven or twelve years old, he was not in a hurry, and even picked wild fruits from the trees in the mountains when he was hungry.
When he walked to a canyon where a waterfall splashed, he found that at the bottom of the waterfall, there was an old Taoist with white beard and hair.
At that time, Nan Huaijin was overjoyed and walked down the canyon along the path, but when he was about to speak, he was frightened, because he saw a small man floating out of thin air three feet above the old Taoist's head.
This villain was completely naked, and his face was actually exactly the same as that old Taoist, but his body was a little transparent, if he hadn't approached, Nan Huaijin wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.
Just when Nan Huaijin was at a loss, the villain suddenly opened his eyes, and after glancing at him, he got in from the top of the Taoist's head, and at the same time, the Taoist also stood up.
"Immortal? Old god?" Nan Huaijin had a lot of books in his home, and he read books that recorded immortals and ghosts, and the first thought that came to his mind at this time was that he had seen immortals.
"You kid, you are bold."
The old Taoist stretched out his hand and lifted Nan Huaijin over, and after touching him, he said: "Forget it, you can see me, it can be regarded as fate, I will give you a scroll of boxing scriptures, if you succeed in your practice in the future, you can come here to find me again!"
"Master, please accept Huai Jin as a disciple!"
After hearing Lao Dao's words, he shouted that the master was about to kneel down, but Lao Dao stretched out his hand and brushed it, and his knee couldn't bend down.
"If you practice this fist scripture in the future, we may have the fate of a master, but it's still early." The old Taoist smiled and said: "I'll send you back, you can come here again in fifteen years!"
As he spoke, Nan Huaijin found that a mist was born out of thin air under the old Taoist, holding his body up, but just when Nan Huaijin wanted to take a closer look, he was confused and lost consciousness.
When Nan Huaijin woke up, he was already not far from the Taoist temple, and was quickly found by his father, who was looking for him everywhere, but in Nan Huaijin's arms, there was an extra boxing scripture.
Since then, Nan Huaijin has practiced hard according to the content of the Quan Jing, and has sought teachers and friends everywhere, learning pure kung fu.
Moreover, Nanhuai Jin has read all the Taoist classics over the years, and he also understands that the old Taoist's state at that time turned out to be the legendary Yang Shen out-of-body, and in the eyes of the world, he was an out-and-out immortal.
This made him more determined to apprentice, so Li Shanyuan expressed his desire to accept him as an apprentice several times, but was politely rejected by Nan Huaijin.
In the late period of the Anti-Japanese War, Nan Huaijin re-entered Qingcheng Mountain and went through several twists and turns before finding the place where the waterfall was located.
After waiting for three days, Nan Huaijin finally saw the old Taoist priest.
It's just that after the Taoist took a look at him, his face showed a look of disappointment, saying that Nan Huaijin could not enter the realm of refining qi and transforming into gods for fifteen years, and the fate of the two had come to an end, and he must not tell others about him in the future.
Nan Huaijin was extremely frustrated, and stayed in Qingcheng Mountain for another three years, but he couldn't see the man again, and finally had to leave.
"Brother Huaijin, you...... You actually have such a chance!" Gou Xinjia and Nan Huaijin have known each other for sixty or seventy years, and they didn't know these things until today, and they were shocked at the moment.
"Brother Yuanyang, there is an opportunity, but fate may not be over."
Nan Huaijin smiled bitterly and said: "I have been practicing diligently for decades, and it was not until ten years ago that I was able to enter the current state.
Gou Xinjia nodded and said smoothly: "That's right, in just over ten years, we can practice to the realm of refining qi and transforming into gods, aren't we all living in vain at this age?"
"Huh? No, little ...... Didn't the little junior brother do it?" Before the words fell, the Gou Xin family suddenly looked at Ye Tian like a ghost, didn't he meet the conditions of that Taoist?
"Senior brother, I don't have a trace of true qi in my body, and I don't know if I can still practice, don't talk about me yet."
Ye Tian turned his face to look at Nan Huaijin and asked: "Senior Brother Nan, I wonder if the boxing scriptures that senior passed on to you back then, can you give us a look?"
Since the Taoist hoped that Nan Huai Jin could achieve the realm of refining qi and transforming into gods through the fist scriptures, there must be a method of qi training in this fist scripture, but Ye Tian wanted to see some clues from it.
"Junior Brother Ye, it's useless, there is indeed a way to practice qi in this boxing scripture, but it can only reach the state of refining qi and transforming into a god, and there will be no more in the future."
Nan Huaijin shook his head and said: "If you don't believe it, I can ask my disciple to bring it to you."
"Senior Brother Nan said that I can naturally trust it, so you don't need to take it, just write down the qi training method inside."
Ye Tian was a little disappointed when he heard this, he had also tried to cultivate his true qi again, but no matter how he meditated, there was no trace of true qi produced, and the exercises before refining his spirit and returning to the void did not have any effect on him.
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