Immortality Cultivation Era

"Welcome to Jingyun Town, please all the uncles and aunts, please do not leave! Uncle, uncle! Are you from our tour group? Oh, no! OK."

A tour guide with ponytails, after confirming that Lou Zhoutian was not part of their tour group, waved a small flag, and proceeded with more than a dozen well-dressed aunts, passing the stone bridge, and stepped on the yellow On the grass, gradually away.

Gao Ge withdrew his gaze and subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette, but found that there was no trash bin within 40 to 50 meters. He gave up this choice decisively, but continued to walk forward step by step with Lou Zhoutian.

The neat bluestone road is still wet, and the eaves on both sides of the wide and narrow path are still dripping with water droplets. Jingyun Town, which has just experienced a light rain, is shrouded in a layer of fog, and the moss under the corner of the wall is still growing. The elderly need to be more cautious when walking.

Two children about three or four years old, chasing me, the little boy running in front of him made a tractor-like laughter, holding a rattle and a goose feather in his hand, stepped into the puddle and splashed After a lot of splashes, the little girl behind was suffering, her hair was wet on the forehead, her hands were clenched into fists, her eyes were rubbed, and she cried wowing, and in a short while came a man wearing a navy blue dress and wearing a headscarf Woman, holding the little boy to the buttocks is a fat beat.

Now the little boy is crying and crying, the little girl is not happy.

Gao Ge, when she looked at it, she was also dumbfounded, and she was puzzled. She asked quietly about Lou Zhoutian around her, "Mr. Lou, Confucian Dongtian, is this place?"

"Ok."

Looking at the unbelievable look on Gao Ge's face, Lou Zhoutian smiled and asked, "Otherwise, what do you think, where should Confucian Dongtian be?"

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

Lou Zhoutian did not speak again.

The town of Jingyun is not very big, but the terrain is a little complicated. In addition, there are criss-cross roads between the hills and mountains. If you are not careful, you can easily get lost, and the buildings here are all connected brick buildings.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I finally saw Lou Zhoutian stopped,

"Arrived."

Gao Ge stopped and turned to look at the building in front of him, something like the gate of an ancient yamen, and the vigorous and powerful words were written on the lintel forehead.

Jingyun College.

"This is it?" Gao Ge's expression was stunned.

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

"what?"

"If you want to enter the real Jingyun Academy, you need the aura of the reader, you don't have it."

Gao Ge felt a little embarrassed by touching his nose.

Listening to Tucao seems to have no culture.

Going up a few steps, when entering the gate, Gao Ge noticed that the momentum of Lou Zhoutian's body had suddenly risen, and at the same time his coat was flying.

However, this did not make Gao Ge feel much pressure, but felt more intimate, and even smelled a scent of ink, did not know whether it was a psychological effect.

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

The Jingyun Academy that I saw earlier is not large in size, and it looks dilapidated. It looks like it is in disrepair. It is estimated that the townhouses are like Shuiliandong when it rains.

Of course, Gao Ge didn't see it, it was just a bit of a brain supplement.

But now, the buildings that Gao Ge sees are lined up one after another, and the buildings are lined up, and the ancient trees are towering.

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

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 standing tall.

A face like white jade, a look like Pan An, and the Gao Ge who watched madly vomited. Does it look good to have the potential to become a reader?

I saw two people facing Lou Zhoutian, with both hands pressed, look respectful.

"Disciples have seen Mr., dare to ask Mr. why I came to Jingyun College?"

Gao Ge looked at the two people's expressions and behaviors, and was really respectful to Lou Zhoutian, but looking at what they said, it seemed that he didn't know who Lou Zhoutian was.

"Tell Wang Xinwei that his husband is here." Lou Zhoutian said calmly.

After hearing Lou Zhoutian's words, both of them changed their faces.

One of them, cautiously, asked tentatively, "Dare to ask Mr. Lao to be... Lou Lao?"

"it's me."

"The disciples are far away, please ask Mr. Lou to forgive sins!" The two quickly rushed to the end, completely in a state of sincerity and fear, which also surprised Gao Ge, and it seemed that Lou Zhoutian was very important in Confucian cave It can be heard from Lou Zhoutian that he hasn't been to Confucian Dongtian for a long time. Since this is the case, what is Lou Zhoutian's identity in Confucian Dongtian?

And Wang Xinwei, who Lou Zhoutian said just now, seems to be a student of Lou Lou.

What do you call yourself?Confucianism seems to be different from other sects, so it’s not right to call Uncle Shi and Uncle Shi, right?

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

Standing at the door for a while, Gao Ge saw a group of Confucian scholars from Gao Guanbo walking towards them in a hurry, hurriedly hurried, and at the front was a middle-aged man with a beard on his lips .

The people behind him are about 40 or 50 years old.

The middle-aged man rushed to Lou Zhoutian for a long time, and then his eyes were slightly moist.

"Disciple Wang Xinwei, have met Mr.!"

"I've seen Mr. Lou!"

Gao Ge became more and more puzzled as those people rushed to Lou Zhoutian to hold his discipleship.

Lou Zhoutian chuckled softly and waved his hand: "No more gifts."

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

"Xinwei."

"The disciple is here." Wang Xinwei took two steps forward, helping the old man.

"I have left here for two decades now, but your changes are not that great."

Gao Ge clearly noticed that Wang Xinwei's body shuddered, as if he had a natural fear of Lou Lou.

"The lesson from Mr. is that the disciples have been in charge of the internal affairs of the academy in recent years, and their studies have been abandoned."

"Forget it, this is your business at Jingyun Academy, and I can't control it." Lou Zhoutian shook his head. "Yes, this is Gao Ge, a disciple of Zhongyi."

Wang Xinwei glanced at Gao Ge, smiled and nodded, but also puzzled: "Loyalty disciple? Last time he came, he didn't hear it, but..."

"But what?"

"Sir, I am a little curious, loyal disciple, does not seem to enter the Tao with Confucianism?" Wang Xinwei said carefully.

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

"The sir said that when the sir is absent, nobody teaches the disciples, and naturally it is hard to grow." Wang Xinwei smiled bitterly, "Sir, I will take you to rest first."

"Well, lead the way. Gao Ge, keep up!"

"Go!"