Chapter Nineteenth: Taikai River

  "Big Brother Dai."

  Ning Feng calmly and leisurely watched as Gu Zhanggui flew out in a sorry state before taking steps to welcome him.

  "Seventh Younger Brother."

  Dai Shixiong's face turned red with shame and embarrassment, he nodded to Ning Feng and then said in a hateful tone: "You're the one surnamed Gu, is this how you apologize?"

  He turned around again, apologetically saying: "Seventh younger brother, for the sake of sixth younger brother's arrangements, I delayed and thus this evil slave dared to be unruly, ruining my brothers' relationships, it was all my fault."

  "Seventh younger brother, rest assured, this matter will definitely be given to you by your older brother, and..."

  Dai Shixiong rushed towards Ning Zaizhong, who was still unclear about the situation, and bowed his head in respect, "...... Uncle Ning, I have something to tell you."

  Ning Feng saw that his old father was about to lose his composure, so he hastily introduced: "Father, this is Dài Chuān, a senior fellow disciple of mine under the same master Tianyun."

  Dai Chuan woke up and became extremely angry, only to realize he had forgotten his self-introduction. He rushed towards Ning Caichen again and bowed, saying: "Dai Chuan, under the seat of our master, greets you, Uncle Ning."

  Ning Caichen finally came back to his senses: "Do you know each other?"

  He turned back to look at his own son and finally understood what Ning Feng meant by "waiting for someone".

  Ning Feng and others were not Gu Zhanggui's men, but rather this person, Tianyun Peak's fourth senior brother, and also the young master of the Qilu Dai family - Dai Chuan.

  "We've met before."

  Ning Feng smiled and explained it to his own father.

  When he first met his senior fellow apprentice Shen Zhaoxuan, he was surprised to see two other senior fellow apprentices.

  Among them, Second Sister is the guide for Liu Yizhan, and this Dai Chuan is the guiding senior brother of Mu Xiaoshu.

  At that time, Shen Zhaoxuan ran too fast, Ning Feng and Dai Chuan had a brief encounter, later when they were chatting leisurely on the reclining chair among the flowers and trees of Shuiyunjian, he naturally asked about it.

  Ning Feng already had a rough idea of what would happen next after understanding the root of Daisen and recalling the background of the previous house demolition.

  What a joke, for the sake of collecting the tower, Tianyun Peak's two personally transmitted disciples have created contradictions?

  Firstly, he wouldn't dare lose face in front of this person, and secondly, with the attitude Tianyunzi showed that day, even if he borrowed Dikong's courage, he still wouldn't dare do such a thing.

  。

  Things will develop as they should, but Ning Feng can't grasp is the human heart.

  Looking at Taigawa's still slightly embarrassed expression, Ning Feng felt the sincerity in his eyes and nodded slightly, with a few more intimate movements.

  The two fellow disciples on this side were being brotherly and respectful to each other, while the boss of the Gu family was so angry that he almost fainted.

  He didn't understand where he was wrong, but in his heart, he really didn't understand.

  "We're just fellow students, why?"

  When Gu Zhanggui was both collapsing and perplexed, Dai Chuan gave him a sideways glance and said: "Seventh Younger Brother, this stinky goods, older brother will take care of it."

  "He simply doesn't understand what the Temple of the Sun God is!"

  Ning Feng nodded slightly, without offering any hypocritical advice. Having been outside the sect for three years, he understood very well what the Sun God Temple was!

  Overbearing, tyrannical, as if the sun was in a hurry, with an aura that cannot be matched.

  This is the Sun God Temple in the eyes of outsiders, and it is also the deepest impression left by the disciples of the Temple who travel the world.

  Inside the temple, among fellow disciples, it's a different story altogether.

  The vitality of the morning sun, the nostalgia of the evening sun, all warmth and comfort, all originated from the sun.

  This is what the disciples of Shen Gong look like on the inside.

  The seven sects of the world, the Sun God Temple has the fewest people, and it's been a thousand years since anyone could shake its position. It's not just because of the mighty Sun Law!

  "Hey, isn't this Brother Dai?"

  The two brothers were talking on this side when a voice came over.

  The wind and the river flowed together, and as they looked out, they saw two middle-aged men with silver-colored outer garments and sun hats walking leisurely towards them.

  "They were disciples of the Shinto shrine who stayed in town."

  Ning Feng took one look at their attire and understood immediately.

  What made him curious was that the two disciples who were sent out looked exactly alike and couldn't be told apart.

  "It turned out to be Zhao Da and Zhao Er, are you two on duty in Chaoyang Town today?"

  Daihe let out a sigh of relief as he beckoned him over.

  When the voice came, Ning Feng clearly saw that Daichuan's body was tense, as if he was quite nervous, and didn't relax until he recognized the two people.

  "Seventh younger brother, Zhao Da and Zhao Er are both Master's nominal disciples, not outsiders."

  Dai Chuan said so, Ning Feng suddenly understood what he was nervous about just now.

  Both sides met and exchanged greetings, Zhao Da and Zhao Er were quite enthusiastic in their attitude, they sized Ning Feng up from head to toe before turning to Dai Chuan and saying: "We two brothers heard that our master has taken on another personal disciple, one of whom is even from Chaoyang Town, so we came to try our luck and see if we can run into him."

  "Big Brother Dài, what's going on here?"

  The two brothers spoke in turns, each one sentence, tightly connected, their voices almost identical, and if you closed your eyes, you'd mistake them for one person speaking with a full breath without any pauses.

  The two of them exchanged greetings while sensing something was off.

  "This...that..."

  Daihe is a honest man, with an embarrassed face he said everything out.

  "Hmm!"

  "A lowly person like you actually dares to meddle with the relationships between fellow disciples of the Divine Palace? Your audacity is truly boundless, so vast that it covers the entire sky."

  "I say, Brother Dài, your family..."

  Zhao Da and Zhao Er wanted to speak but hesitated, and the expression of Dai Chuan also became somewhat gloomy.

  "Alright, leave these two dogs to us brothers to deal with."

  The two brothers came here just to get to know Ning Feng, now that the goal has been achieved, they won't stay long, and one of them picked up the stunned Gu Zhanggui.

  "Dai Shixiong, fortunately we met this time. If it had spread in the Temple of Gods, Master would have been furious and I don't know how you would have handled it."

  "Let's just keep family matters within the family."

  Zhao Da and Zhao Er talked until here, then Zhan Ran bid farewell to Ning Feng and left.

  "This..."

  Ning Feng faintly heard something and looked towards Taichō, whose expression was gloomy with a painful look.

  "Let Seventh Young Master have a good laugh."

  Dai Chuan smiled wryly and said, "The elderly at home are expanding the family, and their actions are becoming more and more excessive. As an older brother, I am also a junior in terms of age, so even if I try to advise them, it's hard to do so."

  Ning Feng shook his head and didn't say anything comforting. In the face of reality, weak words were better left unsaid.

  The atmosphere was a bit dull, Ning Caichen busily and warmly invited: "Come, sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

  He didn't forget to ask casually: "Dai Chuan, have you eaten? If not, let's eat something together?"

  "Hmm..."

  Ning Feng looked at the dishes on the table that had been swept away halfway and covered his face with his hand, somewhat understanding Dai Chuan's previous feelings.

  "Alright..."

  Dai Chuan looked around and sat down calmly, smiling and saying: "I'm just getting hungry."

  He took the chopsticks handed over by Ning Feng and started eating without any hesitation, devouring the food like a whirlwind, not showing any signs of the previous Ning Cai Chen, as if he had vented all his frustration into appetite.

  Ning Feng watched this scene, a smile involuntarily appearing on his face, thinking: "It seems that entering Tianyun Peak this time is indeed a fortunate event."

  Shen Zhaoxuan's elegance and gentleness, Dai Chuan's magnanimity and unconventionality, make people feel that being with them is like drinking fine wine.

  After finishing their meal, they put down their bowls and chopsticks, sat facing each other, drinking wine, and unknowingly opened the conversation box.

  "Seventh younger brother, actually I envy third older brother."

  "What did you say?"

  "He is carefree and unrestrained, originally a abandoned infant picked up by the master, with no attachments except for the sect and the master, how can he not be envied?"

  Ning Feng had never heard of Shen Zhaoxuan's background before, and he was curious, so he paid extra attention.

  Dai Chuan seemed to have gotten drunk, cup after cup, and spoke endlessly: "Third Master's innate talent is also high, his cultivation is only below that of First Master and Second Mistress."

  Shi Zun once misspoke, saying that if it weren't for a past grievance, with Third Brother's talent and temperament, he would have likely surpassed him long ago and achieved great success on the Golden Dan path.

  Ning Feng listened quietly, nodding his head from time to time, and refilling Dai Chuan's empty cup with lightning speed.

  He could hear it clearly; Taichuan was either talking about Shen Zhaoxuan or sighing at his own fate.

  Dai Chuan's every envy of Third Brother was a bond that he himself could not escape.

  This round of wine lasted for a whole hour, and the waiter at the wine house had to make several trips back and forth with fine wines before barely managing to keep up.

  "My interest is exhausted."

  Dai Chuan drained the last cup of wine and stood up, laughing loudly: "Seventh Brother, I've troubled you today."

  "One day, I'll invite Seventh Brother to come to my cave mansion, where we'll have top-grade spiritual wine, and I'll serve you with large bowls. You can certainly indulge to your heart's content."

  "My brother is gone, I'll see you again at the master's dharma assembly."

  After a bout of heavy drinking, Dai Chuan seemed to have shed a lot of the burdens in his heart, and his bold and generous nature was revealed. He bid farewell with a bow and left with a hearty laugh.

  Ning Feng looked at the mess of cups and plates on the ground, especially a pile of empty wine jars, his face turned slightly bitter.

  "Soul wine... still in large bowls..."

  Thinking of this Fourth Master's capacity for wine, Ning Feng raised his head to gaze at the sky, and in his heart he lamented, "Is that really Master's residence or a dragon's lair and tiger's den?"

  "This Daikokuya is good, and they have a great selection of sake..."

  With a "boom", Ning Caichen's face turned crimson red, and he was overcome with intoxication, directly falling onto the table.

  "Ah~"

  Ning Feng shook his head, pinched his nose and began taking care of his own elderly father.

  "Huh?"

  He had just helped his elderly father up when he saw that a sandalwood box, about two fingers high and slightly longer than the palm of one's hand, had appeared on the table at some unknown time.

  "It's Dài Shīxiōng."

  It's obvious without even thinking about it that the only person who would leave this box here besides Taichou is...

  He pondered for a moment, vaguely guessing what was inside the box, and pushed the lid open with his hand.

  The sandalwood box was opened, revealing a few sheets of pale yellow paper inside.

  "What... is this..."

  Ning Caichen lifted his head from the table and asked with a drunken gaze.

  "Deed."

  Ning Feng took a glance and, as expected, it was the contract for the courtyard he rented, as well as the storefront in front.

  "This is a gift of apology from Brother Dai, and it's not convenient for him to take out in person, so he intentionally left it behind."

  Ning Feng closed the lid, knowing that this was the real compensation. Daichuan rushed over, and it was all for this matter.

  If it weren't for Gu's intervention, he might have taken it out in person and added to the excitement. However, after what happened, Taichuan felt that taking it out in person would be awkward for both parties.

  "Son... son, do you want to... still... go back..."

  Ning Caichen's words were ambiguous, and although he said "return", his hands were actually pushing the box into his bosom.

  Ning Feng shook his head and smiled, asking: "What does Father want with that shop?"

  No one knows a father better than his son; with just one guess, Ning Feng hit the mark.

  "Hmm, business... doing business..." Ning Caichen's head sank, thoroughly drunk and passed out, his head hitting the table like a hammer.

  Ning Feng stretched out his hand and placed it under him, supporting his father's head as he slowly descended.

  The next moment, Ning Feng smiled slightly and said softly, "Father, then let's leave it here."

  "Let it go and don't mention it again, I'll make up for it another day by giving more to Fourth Master."

  Deep in the night, with everyone quiet, Ning Feng's day came to an end after taking care of the drunken Ning Cai Chen.

  "Only two more days..."

  "The Master opens the altar to expound the Dharma, I ascend to the Fragrant Pavilion and choose the first method of practice."

  "The way of immortals begins at your feet."

  "I'm really looking forward to it."