Nan Yuanzhang brushed his clothes and sat down on the throne, and said seriously: "Yulin, please tell me."
Nan Yulin respectfully handed over his hand, and then told him in detail what had happened in the past ten years, without missing a beat.
Ten years ago, the messenger from the upper realm suddenly sent a message through the boundary stone, asking them to go to the outside world to find the Son of Destiny.
The messenger directed them to the area around the Misty Insect Ridge and gave them a spiritual weapon so that they would react when they encountered the Son of Destiny.
However, they took the spiritual weapon and searched for it in the outside world for ten years. During this period, they did not find any spiritual weapon, so they had no choice but to return home.
Nan Yuanzhang had no intention of looking for such a son of destiny. In his opinion, if a cultivator is competing with destiny, why should he believe in such a destiny.
If it weren't for the messenger from the upper realm, he wouldn't even look for it.
Hearing this, he waved his hand, signaling that the matter would come to an end.
"But, you said you brought back an outside monk?"
Nan Yulin nodded.
This is a problem. The second brother who is in charge of the exit array has been busy with retreating and making breakthroughs recently. It is not worth bothering with such a trivial matter. The fourth sister doesn't know where to wander.
If you want to send her out, you can only wait until the second brother comes out or the fourth sister shows up.
Nan Yuanzhang tapped the armrest of the chair with one finger, "Let her live in Fengya Pavilion for the time being, and we will send her away when your second uncle comes out of confinement."
The three of them resigned one after another.
It takes several years for the second uncle to come out of seclusion every time. Then wouldn’t outsiders have to live in the clan for several years?
Nan Zhangzhi's thoughts began to come alive, and his smart eyes were spinning.
After being out of the outside world for ten years, her eldest sister and second brother were guarding her, and she couldn't go around at all. Now she was given a chance. Anyway, just chatting, and nothing would happen.
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Zhang Zheng squatted in the yard, pulling at two sparse flowers and plants on the ground boredly.
She has lived here for four days, during which time no one came to look for her, as if she had been forgotten by the world.
She also tried to ask the maids in the palace, but they would only salute respectfully and then deal with her in a serious manner.
"Guest, please stay patiently. If there is news, the masters will definitely come to find you."
With a long sigh, Zhang Zheng stood up with a fluff of sleeves and prepared to go back to his room to continue reading and pass the time.
These books were found for her by the maid, and they were all travel notes.
Normally, she would not like to read such books, but now she is trapped here, unable to practice due to the restrictions of Jasper, so she has nothing to do every day except farming and practicing spells.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Zheng opened the door excitedly.
Nan Zhangzhi smiled brightly and said in a sweet voice: "Sister, can I disturb you for a moment?"
Among the three, the woman called Jiaojiao...
What is she doing here looking for me?
Zhang Zheng turned sideways to let her into the room and closed the door again.
Nan Zhangzhi sat on the chair as if he were familiar with it, poured a cup of tea skillfully, and poured a cup for Zhang Zheng as well.
"Sister, come and sit down."
Under her eager gaze, Zhang Zheng sat opposite her and took the tea from her, "I wonder if you have a way to go back?"
Nan Zhangzhi looked ashamed, "Second uncle is in seclusion, and the array to go out is in his hands. We may have to wait until he comes out of seclusion..."
Zhang Zheng was a little disappointed, but at least he was lucky that people were willing to help him, so there was no harm in waiting a little longer.
"I wonder who my sister's last name is?"
"Zhang Zheng."
Nan Zhangzhi recited it several times, raised her eyes and said with a smile: "Sister Zhang, my surname is Nan, just call me Zhangzhi."
Nanzhangzhi...
The surname is Nan, and he has a good family background, a strong clan, and is far away from the outside world.
Zhang Zheng had a vague guess in his mind that this should be the Nan family, one of the two hidden families.
Really rich, luxurious and rich.
"I wonder why Zhangzhi is looking for me?"
Hearing this, Nan Zhangzhi smiled flatteringly and narrowed his eyes, looking at Zhang Zheng with his crescent almond eyes sparkling.
"Sister Zhang, can you tell me a story outside?"
She tangled her fingers in frustration and pouted her lips, "Our elders don't allow us to go out at will. I heard that it's fun outside. Unfortunately, the last time we went out, we were stared at by my eldest sister and two brothers, so we couldn't play."
It turns out that the overprotected little girl in the clan is curious about the outside world.
Zhang Zheng couldn't help but think of the clichés seen in recent storybooks, in which a pure and innocent rich girl is tricked by a poor boy into running away from home.
If she were a dashing man, this charming young lady who came to talk to her rashly might be in some danger.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng pursed her lips in a funny way, met Nan Zhangzhi's expectant eyes, and said kindly: "Although the world outside is wonderful, it is far from the peace and tranquility here."
Nan Zhangzhi, who has never experienced the cruelty of the world of cultivation, still doesn't understand how rare peace and tranquility are.
Even in the outside world for ten years, she was protected by her brothers and sisters and kept away from the troubles of right and wrong.
She retorted dissatisfiedly, her eyes still full of yearning for the outside world, "It's so exciting, but it's so peaceful and boring here."
Zhang Zheng only smiled, neither agreeing nor refuting.
What Nan Zhangzhi wanted to hear was not this kind of cookie-cutter answer, so he asked hopefully: "Sister Zhang, just tell me, can you tell me your story?"
How come this girl is so persistent and so straightforward that she directly asks people to tell her their own experiences.
If Zhang Zheng hadn't known that she was indeed sincere and not very scheming, and that she had nothing worthy of being spied upon by a hidden family.
If it were another person, I'm afraid she would have thought that she came here specifically to inquire about information, and expelling her out of anger would be regarded as self-cultivation.
Even so, Zhang Zheng would never reveal his affairs to others, so he could only excuse himself: "I am just an ordinary monk. I started practicing after I detected my spiritual root. The experience was very boring, and I was impatient even after talking about Zhang Zhi."
listen."
It was obvious that Nan Zhangzhi could not give up and wanted to continue exploring.
Zhang Zheng quickly made an excuse, saying that it was his customary practice time, and euphemistically expressed his intention to exclude guests.
Although Nan Zhangzhi is simple, he is not stupid. How could he not see her intention of expulsion?
I'm afraid she will annoy people if she stays any longer, she thought dejectedly, said goodbye to Zhang Zheng with great reluctance, and left the yard dejectedly.
Zhang Zheng looked at her retreating back, feeling particularly pitiful and pitiful. He asked himself whether he had gone too far towards her, as she was just a child pampered by her tribe.
What's more, she was the one who asked her second brother for help in the first place, otherwise, she might still be wandering aimlessly in the grassland.
Forget it, if we meet again next time, and if she is still willing to listen, she will pick some stories and tell them to her, as an apology and thank you.
Closing the door, Zhang Zheng re-entered the endless journey of enlightenment.
In the deserted courtyard, a few sparse flowers and plants swayed, dancing with the wind, bathing in the warm sunset that was about to set.
Outside the hospital, Nan Zhangzhi kicked the gravel on the roadside in despair, her heart agitated. She wanted to go out and experience the true path of cultivation to the outside world.
She knew that the care and love given to her by her elders and peers was for her own good. But she was a monk, and she could not always be under the wings of others' protection.
The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and one of the human escapes...
My father once said that a monk's practice is to fight against heaven and fight against destiny.
She, Nan Zhangzhi, also wants to be a glimmer of hope beyond the four-nine fate!

Chapter completed!