The Hengduan Mountains is the largest and widest mountain range in southern Jiangsu. Its main peak, Hengduan Mountain, is located more than 100 kilometers west of southern Jiangsu. It is rumored that the top of Hengduan Mountain was finally covered with clouds and mist, just like a piece of cloud-made clothes on the mountain. At first glance, it looks like an immortal's mansion.

There is a village at the foot of Hengduan Mountain. The village is called Huling Village. This village is not big, with no more than 100 residents in the village. The times are developing. If you stay in the countryside, there are no more development prospects. Therefore, in recent years, the people in Huling Village have been running out. Until now, there are only a few dozen elderly people left.

At the entrance of Hengduan Mountain at Huling Village, there is a fork in the road, and directly towards the hillside of Hengduan Mountain. There is a small nunnery called Baiyun Temple.

At this time, Song Yun and Song Qingyan were standing at the entrance of Baiyun Temple.

"Aunt, why are you here?" Song Yun asked curiously. Last night, Song Qingyan suddenly came to Nannan and found the villa directly. He asked him to go with her today. He thought he was going to meet that powerful person. Unexpectedly, he finally found a nunnery.

"Come and have tea." Song Qingyan smiled faintly, and then stepped into the nunnery.

There were not many people in the temple. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a small courtyard. I climbed up the steps and was in front of me the main hall of the nunnery. There were statues of worship in the hall, and three or two little nuns were sitting and reciting the scriptures.

"Master Song, come and pull it." A middle-aged nun wearing a light gray robe clasped her hands together and said to Song Qingyan.

"Yes." Song Qingyan replied with a smile.

"The host is waiting for you in the meditation room, please come with me." The middle-aged nun bent down slightly, signaling Song Qingyan and Song Yun to follow him.

This is the first time Song Yun has come to a nunnery. He feels that it is similar to a temple. Song Yun is not very interested in this. He prefers Tibetan Buddhism. He always feels that Tibetan Buddhism is purer than those in the mainland.

They don’t know how to go on Weibo, drive luxury cars, attend CPPCC meetings all day, do not attend entertainment programs, and do not use fashionable mobile phones. They are just the purest monks, eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name every day, practicing and practicing to train themselves.

Buddhism in the mainland has been defiled by the secular world so much.

After wandering around the nunnery for a long time, the middle-aged nun brought the two of them to a small courtyard where they could read. There was a live water surrounding the small courtyard, and the sound of water was gurgling. The middle-aged nun reached out to signal Song Yun and Song Qingyan to go in, and then he took a few steps back and left the courtyard.

"Don't look around." Song Qingyan saw Song Yun looking around like a thief, and whispered.

Song Yun nodded quickly and said that he knew.

Pushing open a small wooden door, Song Yun followed Song Qingyan into a small wooden house.

Song Yun looked at the small wooden house. There was a simple wooden table, then a few futons, and then a wooden bed.

On the wooden table, there were a few thread-covered books with some strange words written on it, and Song Yun didn't recognize it either.

On the cushion, there was an old nun who seemed to have entered a state of meditation. The old nun was very old, his face was covered with wrinkles. Hearing the sound, the old nun slowly opened his eyes, without a trace of light in his eyes, and some were just infinite chaos.

"Come on," Old Ni spoke softly, his voice very vicissitudes, as if it had come from the ages.

"I'm here." Song Qingyan smiled and walked to a cushion and sat cross-legged.

Song Yun also followed suit and sat down together.

"This is Song Yun, right?" Old Ni smiled.

Song Yun was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Master, it's me."

Song Yun felt awkward as soon as he said this. He used to like to talk to others about donors, but now he is too good at talking to others about his masters.

"Song Yun, called her great-grandmother." Song Qingyan said from the side.

"Former...great grandmother?" Song Yun opened his mouth wide.

"This is my grandmother, your great-grandmother." Song Qingyan explained.

"This..." Song Yun's head crashed. What's going on? Wouldn't that mean that this is Mr. Song's mother? Mr. Song is already in his seventies, so the old nun in front of him must be close to one hundred years old?

"Don't call me anymore. I've left the Song family for a long time." Old Ni showed a trace of recollection on his face, and then he said, "When I became a monk, Song Yun, you were not born yet."

"I..." Song Yun didn't know how to respond. He could still accept the second grandfather like Mr. Song. He suddenly ran out of a person who was almost 100 years old and said he was your great-grandmother. Anyone would be confused if he had been.

"Haha, I asked Qingyan to come here today. It was actually my old bone, I just wanted to see you." Old Ni looked at Song Yun lovingly, "My favorite back then was your father, Ergou. Oh, you and your father were just like carved from the same mold."

"Hehe." Song Yun smirked, and then the few people talked about something. Song Yun was basically confused. Almost half an hour later, Old Ni said, "Song Yun, although I have left the Song family for a long time, I also know that the Song family is in turmoil now, and no family can continue to be prosperous and strong forever. I believe you know this."

Song Yun nodded, which was why Song Yun refused to completely label himself as the Song family. The Song family ship is too powerful and has a feeling of cooking oil. Once something goes wrong, it will not be possible to make a slight turn around.

Song Yun knew that many senior executives had a relationship with the Song family, but no senior executive would allow a behemoth like the Song family to exist. Mr. Song understood this, and Mr. Song also understood it, so Song Yun and Mr. Song now have a tacit understanding, that is, Song Yun would not return to the Song family before Song Ergou came back!

This is also how Mr. Song is looking for a way out for the descendants of the Song family!

"Oh, there are some things that I shouldn't have been caring about." Old Ni stood up slowly, and Song Qingyan hurriedly stepped forward to support Old Ni.

Old Ni slowly walked to the table beside him, opened the drawer, and took out a book from the table.

"This is something left by our old Song family back then. It has been through my hands for many generations. Now I ask you to come here to give you this. I think this may be useful." Old Ni handed the book to Song Yun. Song Yun opened it and saw it, and was stunned.

This book records more than a dozen ways of breathing and breathing, some can increase speed, some can strengthen muscle strength, some can increase strength, and even some can improve x-power.

This... this is a sham secret book. It can be said to be a general outline of all the secrets he learned before. It seems that the Song family's background is not very thick!!
Chapter completed!