Xuehai City, a radius of up to 10,000 miles, full of people, mortals and monks coexist, very harmonious, and it is also very rare in the ancestral star.

The end of the law era of Xuehai City was established here, in the ancient records, it was once shattered, and even the school palace of the end of the law era was buried by the great war and disappeared.

During that time, the entire Central Continent was gone, and the students who were still left behind in the Academy Palace gathered again hundreds of years later to build this place.

After years of baptism, Xuehai City continues to grow, but also leaves traces of time, Confucianism and Taoism in Xuehai City are prosperous, and even the house and wood are contaminated with Haoran Confucianism.

Half a month later, the two of them quietly entered the city and came to the most central school palace, the school palace is a holy place, but there is no golden prosperity, but it seems indifferent, only the Haoran Confucianism for the school palace clothed with golden light.

There is constantly the sound of reading in the school palace, which is the students of the school palace, in order to familiarize themselves with the scriptures and to penetrate the sages and academics.

"Why don't you go in? Or do you think this place looks ordinary and can't afford the name of a holy place? Liu Yixing looked at Ye Cang and asked.

Ye Cang shook his head and said, "The student didn't think so, if Dexin, how can there be a burrow?" ”

Ye Cang looked at the school palace again, looked at the plaque that said Jixia school palace, and said, "School Palace...... The student seems to have seen it, in the painting of the Master.

The master would give lectures every day, in the school built of mahogany, but there were no students in the school, only a painting, and the school palace seemed to appear in the painting.

But the master painted the middle school palace, which is similar to this, but the momentum is different. ”

Just as Ye Cang was talking, Liu Yixing saw that the green Confucian robe on Ye Cang's body was absorbing a little bit of Confucianism, and the Haoran Confucian Qi was circulating on the green Confucian robe, and a huge school palace appeared, and then it was changing, and a gentleman in white appeared, lecturing.

Liu Yixing saw the changes in the Confucian robe in his eyes, and when he thought about it slightly, he saw the gray donkey looking at him, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Liu Yixing came back to his senses, patted Ye Cang's shoulder, and then led Ye Cang towards the palace.

"Who is that boy? actually asked Mr. Liu Yixing to lead the way for him. A student looked at Ye Cang and asked questions.

But the older students next to him glanced at him and asked, "Is it polite to say and deed?" ”

The student sneered, and then said, "The student knows his mistakes." ”

Ye Cang also heard it, and suddenly remembered that when Zhen Tongjia arrived in Taoshan that day, he wanted to go to see the people outside the mountain, but the master stopped him and taught him like this.

Ye Cang smiled and saluted the man, and when the man saw it, he hurriedly returned the salute.

Ye Cang smiled, extremely happy, smiling cleanly and brightly.

Along the way, Liu Yixing took Ye Cang forward, but he didn't speak, and let Ye Cang go to look at every part of the palace by himself, until there were more and more green plants.

Ye Cang looked towards one place, he smelled a familiar fragrance, although the fragrance was very light, but the incense engraved in the soul could be recognized with just a little bit.

It was a peach blossom, with buds to be released, and many flower bones were dotted on the branches, Ye Cang looked at it and laughed.

After a while, Liu Yixing spoke: "When the first spring rain comes, these flowers will bloom, and they will be like this every year, like a spirit.

I know that you just want to come here now, so I will take you straight here, listen to the rain pavilion in the depths, and after the first spring rain, I will come to pick you up. ”

After Liu Yixing finished speaking, he left in one place, and the gray donkey also followed Liu Yi away, Ye Cang looked at one person and one donkey, and only when they were gone, did he retract his gaze, gently stroked one bud after another, and walked towards the depths.

The breeze came slowly, the buds swayed in the wind, like small red lanterns hanging, jumping, and at a glance, it looked like a burning cloud.

"These days, leave the listening pavilion to him." In the attic in the distance, a white-bearded old man spoke.

The gray donkey and Liu Yixing are here, Liu Yixing stands behind many old men, and the gray donkey is side by side with all the old men.

"It's just that those students who love to appreciate the rain are afraid that they will be displeased." An old pedant in gray and white clothes smiled and laughed.

The two stopped talking, looked in the direction of the Listening Rain Pavilion, and also looked at Ye Cang, who was sitting in the Listening Rain Pavilion.

Ye Cang sat in the Listening Rain Pavilion, sitting upright, calm and quiet, Ye Cang couldn't help laughing and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Originally, I was impatient, I wanted to think of the school palace, I wanted to bathe in the spring rain, and I wanted to see the master, but when I arrived, I was at peace." ”

Ye Cang took out two wooden cups, and took out a wooden teapot, which was carved with a little peach blossom, making a floating shape, and in the depths of the peach blossoms, there was a village looming.

Ye Cang twisted his hand lightly and murmured, "It's time to rest assured......"

As Ye Cang spoke, there was a rustling sound, and the green leaves lowered their heads and raised them again.

There was a wind blowing, there was a drop of rain, and the flower forest within a radius of dozens of miles bloomed at the same time, rendering the earth red.

All kinds of floral fragrances are mixed and diffuse, but they are not like women with heavy makeup; Distinguish them one by one, as if they saw the fairy spirit caressing the raindrops in the flower forest.

The sound of the rain gradually became thicker, and the small dew drops splashed, turning the flower forest into clouds, and the flowers were above the clouds, like a fairyland of Yao Pond.

Haoran Confucian's golden light is falling a little bit, like golden raindrops, the earth is crimson, the sky is full of golden rain, and the sky and the earth are only these two colors!

"The Master should love him with great affection." Ye Cang looked at this strange scene, but for some reason, his heart was a little bitter.

Ye Cang gathered the spring rain in the sky, introduced it into the wooden teapot, picked the peach blossoms, put them in the wooden teapot, held them in his hands, and warmed them.

Before the wooden teapot boiled, he wanted the water droplets to fall on the wooden teapot, but he saw Ye Cang weeping, holding the wooden teapot and crying, and choked up: "Master, you lied to the students." ”

When Ye Cang arrived at the Listening Rain Pavilion, although he expected it in his heart, he didn't know why, and he was calm in his heart, maybe he kept his expectations.

But when the fragrance of peach blossoms spreads, I can't help it anymore.

At this time, the green Confucian robe that Ye Cang was wearing glowed with golden light, and a figure walked out of the Confucian robe, gently stroking Ye Cang's, but he was quiet and did not speak.

Ye Cang raised his head, and it was the master who greeted him, just looking at him like this, Ye Cang was happy in his heart, but he still couldn't stop crying.

Ye Cang hurriedly got up, asked the master to sit down, poured the tea from the wooden teapot into the teacup, held it in both hands, and saluted the master.

The master took the teacup, and then drank it all, Ye Cang mixed it up for the master, and the two of them kept drinking tea like this.

Ye Cang was respectful, but he didn't say a word, the same is true for the master, just drinking tea, and when the spring rain is about to stop, the master finally said: "Little Ye Cang, the teacher will come to see you again next year." ”

Ye Cang nodded, and then saluted respectfully to the master, and after the master's figure turned into golden light and disappeared, Ye Cang's tears welled up again.

Ye Cang lay in the listening rain pavilion and sobbed, "The master lied to me. ”