The next day, the morning sun was rising, and there was a clear sound of reading in the Mongolian Hall of Zhulin Academy.

"Chaos is beginning to open, and the world is beginning."

"The light and clear air is the sky, and the heavy turbidity of the air is the earth." Shan Tao read a sentence, and the children in the Mongolian Pavilion followed suit, the children are still young, and when they are active and lively, they must not be quiet for a moment.

Now he is in the school with his hands behind his back, and he is serious about the rules and regulations to read and write, and the reason for this is because these children are children of poor families and know how to cherish this hard-won opportunity.

Just like the children of Lu Zuo at the beginning, now they have changed their lives against the sky, and the strongest Zhang Daoling Shantao has become a disciple of Mr., and he will become an immortal and a saint in the future!

As for the remaining 120 people, they have now also left the Mongolian school and entered the student academy, and more than 30 people have achieved fame and fame, and they will be masters in the future.

If you don't know how to work hard, won't it become a wall of dung? In the eyes of hundreds of millions of poor people in the northern region, Mr. Zhulin is an immortal, a saint, a Buddha and a god, and he is also a desire to be worshipped, and he is already destined to live a poor and difficult life, because of his change!

Zhulin Academy is different from other branches, only accepting the poor and taking no penny. My own children can learn literacy and literature with the famous academy, but it is a good thing that I couldn't think of in the past!

The thousands of instructions of the parents and elders have been deeply ingrained in the minds of the children, and how can the child, who has been tempered by the hardships of life, not seize the opportunity to jump out of the dust and study seriously.

Looking at the serious little faces of the students, Shan Tao smiled with satisfaction, among all the teachings, Shan Tao is definitely the one who knows best what they think in their hearts.

Although he was born in a famous family, his father was framed and hunted down, and most of Shantao's life was no better than poverty, or even much worse.

If it weren't for Chai Tiannuo's powerful grip, I am afraid that life would have been completely ruined. For Shantao, the word master is a true portrayal in his heart, like a teacher, like a father!

The seven sons of Shenzhou Xingdemen have made a great reputation, and the prince is very greedy, and he always wants to attract talented people to enter the court as officials, but before others can say anything, the prince Li Changgeng dispelled his father's calculations: "Father, you brothers and sisters are responsible for the great task of becoming virtuous and sanctifying the world, and the Northern Regions Court is too small with them, so you should think more about the other talents in the academy." ”

"After all, the temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha." The prince is angry enough, but he can't help it, in fact, his eldest son is right, the saint disciple carries the world.

However, Chai Tiannuo's words made the prince laugh again, being born to refine the gods and enter the world to refine the heart, and to go through the sea is not a kind of cultivation.

Since then, Li Mengyang and others have often participated in local court affairs with official status, and they are so open-minded and sophisticated in their lives that the prince is really shocked.

He also went to the academy to inquire about the reason, Chai Tiannuo only smiled and said to him: "The avenue is the way, and the sophistication of human feelings is also the way. The prince left thoughtfully, Chai Tiannuo grinned, this flickering words can be believed, no wonder Taibai often said that his father was a little stupid.

Unlike other brothers and sisters, Shantao has experienced a poor life, and what he seeks is not to understand in the confusion, but to find the truth in the plain.

Therefore, it is convenient for this Mengxue to be a teacher, not to seek great wealth and wealth, as long as there is a fixed bundle of cultivation. The mother and son are used to living frugally, they can't live extravagantly, and they are even more supportive.

Looking at the performance of the students, Shan Tao thought of himself, and he was very pleased with such a serious attitude.

The sound of reading is pleasant, and the mountains are immersed in it, and you feel warm and warm, like a bath.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the door of the Mengguan was slammed open, and the children were startled, and the sound of neat reading was immediately chaotic.

Shantao pushed open the door of the house, frowned and walked out, only to see a black horse with shiny fur break a bolt with the thickness of his arm's arm and break straight in.

"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, and immediately the seven-foot-tall and big-waisted round knight threw down a heavy cloth bag, smashed the ground and shook slightly, and then dismounted with a neat deception leg.

The knight has a strong body and a straight bun on his head, but his face is still childish, and his age must be too big.

Recognizing the knight's face, Shan Tao couldn't help but greet him in surprise: "Senior Brother Dao Ling'er, why did you come back at this time?" Hearing that someone was greeting her, Dao Ling'er turned her head to see that it was her own Demen brother Shantao.

Seeing that it was Shantao, Dao Ling'er immediately laughed, raised his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Juyuan, today is on duty, teaching in the Mongolian Pavilion?" "Among the disciples accepted by Chai Tiannuo, Dao Ling'er and Shantao have the best relationship.

They are both from a poor background in Luzuo, and the two are quite similar in speech and communication, even An Qisheng and Li Changgeng, who are both Taoists, are not as good as them.

There are two sects and ten disciples of the Daode Sect, Dao Ling'er is the youngest, but he is the earliest. If you follow the rules of other sects, if you don't manage the disciples of the sect and the Demen, you have to call him senior brother when you meet.

When she was young, Ling'er was happy, and after a year or two, she understood things, but she felt embarrassed. After all, he is the youngest in the sect, although he is also a disciple of the Daode Sect, and the focus of his learning is different, so he also calls everyone in Demen a brother.

After Chai Tiannuo found out, he acquiesced to this name. After all, the rules set by myself at that time were chaotic, and this name is also appropriate.

"Today is my duty, by the way, a few days ago, Master didn't let you go to Shatan to watch the stars and draw a map, why did you come back so early, could it be that you have already drawn a map of the stars in the Northern Regions?" Shantao asked a little curiously.

"The starry sky in the Northern Regions is vast and vast, how can it be drawn in just a few days."

"These days will be to find a little way, if you really paint the whole of the fear of ten or eight years!"

"It was Master who sent me a message to call me back, and I don't know what happened." Zhang Daoling scratched his head, said with a wry smile, and then squatted down and rummaged through the cloth bag for a while, and finally took out a leather bag from it and handed it over: "Although the land of Shatan is barren, it is full of good medicinal materials!" ”

"I've picked a lot of inchs these days, and I've dried them, so you can take them back to make up for yourself and your aunt."

"I'll go see Master first, and then I'll see my aunt in the evening!" Raising the cloth bag behind him, Dao Ling'er walked to the bamboo house.

Shantao opened the leather bag and looked at it, there were really a lot of inches, washed clean and sliced evenly, and he was on the heart at a glance.

I couldn't help but think of what Master had said. Entered the Tao Te Sect, since then it is a sibling family, the avenue is long and the immortal road is slim, when the blood relatives have passed away, the only one who can accompany the left and right is the senior brother!

Pursing his lips, Shan Tao felt that his chest was warm, and when he saw the children looking through the window, he hurriedly put his leather bags in the utility cabinet at the door of the classroom in the Mongolian Pavilion.

Turning around and going to cover the gate of the yard again, after thinking about it, pinning a bamboo branch, doing this, Shantao returned to the house and continued to teach.