Immortality Cultivation Era

"Welcome to Jingyun Town, please uncle and aunt to keep up with the team, don't go away! Grandpa, Grandpa! Are you our tour group? Oh, no! OK."

A guide with a ponytail, determined that after the week of the week did not belong to their tour group, they waved a small flag, with a dozen of aunts and aunts wearing a strong foot, continue through the stone bridge, stepping on the yellow On the grass, gradually drifting away.

Gao Ge regained his gaze and subconsciously wanted to order a cigarette. However, he found that there was no garbage bin within a radius of forty or fifty meters. He decided to give up the choice decisively, but continued to step forward toward the front of the building.

The butt-knit bluestone road is still wet, and the eaves on both sides of the narrow and narrow road are still dripping with water drops. Jingyun Town, which has just experienced a light rain, is shrouded in a layer of fog, and the stubborn growth under the corner is still spreading. Older people need to be more careful when walking.

Two children, about three or four years old, chased me, the little boy running in front gave a tractor-like laugh, holding a rattle and a goose in his hand, and splashed into the water. The little girl with the water, the little girl who was behind, was smashed, her hair was wet and stuck on her forehead, her hands were clenched into small fists, her eyes were screaming, and I was crying. After a while, I came wearing a turban wearing a navy blue dress. Women, holding the little boy against the **** is a fat one.

Now it becomes a little boy, wow, crying, the little girl is not happy.

Gao Ge, watching is also dumbfounded, and there are some doubts in my heart. I asked softly to the building around me, "Mr. Lou, Confucianism, is this place?"

"Ok."

Looking at the incredible look on Gaoge's face, Lou Zhoutian smiled and asked: "Otherwise, you said, in your opinion, where should Confucian Dongtian be?"

"This..." Gao Ge shook his head. "I don't know."

I didn’t talk again on the floor every Sunday.

Jingyun Town is not very big, but the terrain is somewhat complicated. In addition, the winding roads are criss-crossed. If you are careless, it is easy to get lost, and the buildings here are all connected together.

After walking for almost twenty minutes, I finally saw the building stop on Sunday.

"Arrived."

Gao Ge stopped and turned to look at the buildings in front of him. Some of them were like the gates of ancient Tuen Mun. The words on the forehead were also written with vigorous and powerful words.

Jingyun College.

“Is it here?” Gao Ge’s face is wrong.

"It's here." Lou Zhoutian said with a smile, "Go with me, but remember to grab my clothes."

"what?"

"If you want to enter the real Jingyun Academy, you need the arrogance of the readers, you don't."

The high song touched the nose and was awkward.

Listening to the Tucao himself has no culture.

On a few steps, when entering the gate, Gao Ge noticed that the momentum of the building on the Zhou Tiantian suddenly increased, and at the same time the clothes flew.

However, this did not make the high song feel the pressure, but felt more intimate, and even smelled a scent of ink, do not know whether it is a psychological effect.

At the moment of stepping through the threshold, Gao Ge felt a strong wind, as if a strong resistance came oncoming, but after passing through, the scene in front of him also changed a lot.

The Jingyun Academy, which was previously seen, is not large in size and looks dilapidated. It looks like a long-lost, and it is estimated that the townhouses are waiting for the rainy days to see the water curtain holes.

Of course, Gao Ge did not see it, just a brain wash.

But now, the buildings that Gaoge sees are row upon row, and the buildings are lined up, and one root is towering.

In the distance, there is a high platform, which is ten meters away from the ground, and a bronze bell is located above the high platform.

That is also the tallest building in the college.

At the same time, there are already two young men wearing white Confucian shirts, wearing a square crown and a tall and straight posture.

One face is like white jade, one looks like Pan An, and the singer's heart is crazy and vomiting. Is it the potential to become a scholar if you look good?

I saw two people facing the building on Sunday, hands squatting, look respectful.

"The disciple has seen Mr., dare to ask Mr. to come to my Jingyun College what is it?"

Gao Ge looked at the two people's manners and was very respectful to Zhou Zhoutian, but looking at what they said, it seems that they don't know who Zhou Zhoutian is.

"Tell Wang Xinwei, his husband is coming." Lou Zhoutian said calmly.

After listening to the words of Zhou Zhoutian, both of them changed their faces.

One of them, cautiously, tried to ask: "Dare to ask the old gentleman... is the old man?"

"it's me."

"The disciple has a long-lost welcome, but also asks Mr. Lou to forgive him!" The two men rushed to the end, completely in a state of sincerity and fear, which also surprised the high-sounding heart. It seems that the building is very famous in Confucianism. Hey, Lou Zhou said that he has not been to Confucian Caves for a long time. Since this is the case, what is the identity of the Lou Tiantian in Confucian Cave Day?

There is also Wang Xinwei, who was just talking about Zhou Tiantian. It seems that he is a student of Lou Laozi.

What do you call yourself? Confucianism seems to be different from other sects.

Gao Ge took out his mobile phone and wanted to sigh a little, but found that there was no network at all, and he could only sigh.

Standing at the door for a while, not long after, Gao Ge saw a group of high-ranking Confucian men walking towards them, rushing, rushing to the front is a middle-aged man with a layer of beard on his lips. .

The people behind him are about forty or fifty years old.

The middle-aged man rushed to the front of the building and squatted for a long time, then the eyes were a little moist.

"Disciple Wang Xinwei, I have seen Mr.!"

"I have seen Mr. Lou old!"

Watching those people rushing to the floor of the Sunday father to hold disciples, the singer is more and more confused.

Lou Zhou gave a light smile and waved his hand: "No need to be polite."

Then, looking at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, he suddenly frowned.

"Xinwei."

"The disciple is here." Wang Xinwei went two steps forward and supported the father.

"I have left here. It has been 20 years since now, but your change is not big."

Gao Ge clearly noticed that Wang Xinwei’s body trembled a bit, as if he had a natural fear for the old man.

"Mr. The lesson is that the disciples have been in the house of the academy in recent years, and their studies are ruined."

"Forget it, this is the matter of your Jingyun Academy, I can't control it." Lou Zhoutian shook his head. "Right, this is a high song, a disciple of loyalty."

Wang Xinwei glanced at the singer, smiled and nodded, and some doubts: "The disciple of Zhongyi? The last time he came, he did not listen, but..."

"But what?"

"Sir, I am a little curious, the disciple of loyalty, it seems that it is not a Confucianism?" Wang Xinwei said cautiously.

"This is not important, and the same is true." Lou Zhoutian sighed. "Xinwei, I haven't seen you for many years, you are narrow."

"Mr. said that the husband is not there, no one teaches the disciples, naturally it is difficult to grow up." Wang Xinwei smiled bitterly, "Sir, I will take you to rest first."

"Well, take the road. Gog, keep up!"

"Get it!"