The old man who came in the wind and rain just entered the dream, and Li Xiangyi found out.

However, he did not withdraw from the dream, looked at the old man who was worshipping, and asked curiously: "Mr. is the master of the Temple of Literature, how can he perform this great gift?" Don't dare to be born late! ”

The old man who came suddenly, with wide clothes and belts, wearing a crown hairpin, holding a jade wat in his hand, surrounded by a lingering literary aura and a golden light to protect his body, is the appearance of the gods of the Temple of Literature.

Hongzhou culture and education are prosperous, and students are in groups, so they are naturally supported by the Temple of Literature.

And the Shinto weather of the old man, which is closely related to the entire Hongzhou City, is like a whole, and it should be the Confucian Temple of Hongzhou.

But I don't know why such a transcendent sage of the Confucian Temple came to visit on a rainy night and worship.

Li Xiangyi stepped forward and helped up this Hongzhou Wendao god.

The old man was reluctant to get up, and kept the courtesy, and said: "The old man Zuo Sixian, who was originally a rotten Confucian in Hongzhou, was fortunate to have the golden body of the Hongzhou Confucian Temple when the Taizu of the Dynasty was used to accumulate literature and practice education. ”

"I haven't done an inch in the past hundred and twenty years, but I am only careful to secretly observe the ups and downs of Wenyun and protect the middle school students in the state."

"Relying on the successive Taishou to attach importance to culture and education, over the past few decades, many new academies have been built in the counties of the state, and the number of students enrolled in enlightenment has also increased compared to the past, but in the past five years, the cultural movement in the state has not only not risen, but has been decreasing."

"Especially in the past year, Hongzhou's cultural fortune has suddenly decreased like a big leak in a rain pond, not only is it difficult for middle school students in the state to make progress in cultivating and seeking the Tao, but even the bright Mengtong has also been greatly reduced."

Li Xiangyi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Normally, the rise and fall of a place's cultural movement coincides with the rise and fall of culture and education, and the more attention is paid to culture and education, the stronger the cultural movement becomes.

Vice versa.

And as this old man Zuo said, Hongzhou's successive Taishou have attached great importance to culture and education, built more academies, and recruited students, it stands to reason that Hongzhou Wendao will become more and more prosperous, and the cultural movement will become stronger and stronger.

Seeing Li Xiangyun's surprise, Zuo Sixian continued: "The old man has his responsibilities and does not dare to slack off, as soon as he noticed the change in the cultural movement five years ago, he has already used the technique of Shinto and investigated every corner, but he has not been able to find out the cause of the loss of the cultural movement. ”

"After the sharp decline in cultural fortune in the past year, I have tried my best to control the golden body, and the gods have not been able to find out where the clues are, but the golden body has cracked, and it may be broken in the near future."

"Please also ask Mr. to save Hongzhou Wendao and save Hongzhou students!"

After speaking, Zuo Sixian bowed again, looking very sincere.

Li Xiangyi also lifted him up again and asked: "Mr. Zuo, Hongzhou's literary fortunes have changed, and it is suspected that there is an evil trick, you should report it to the Tiannan Imperial Court, why do you want to ask for juniors?" ”

Zuo Sixian replied with a little shame: "When today's Southern Dynasty Hall is controlled by traitorous ministers, and there are eunuchs who take power, they only know that the party is fighting for power and profit, where can we take care of the livelihood of the people in various states?" ”

"Five years ago, the old man had reported the difference between Hongzhou Wenyun and reported it to the imperial court, and when the situation became more urgent in the past year, it was even a monthly fold, and the temple was either perfunctory or simply did not respond."

"The old decay has no choice but to deal with it by himself, but the realm of the old decay is shallow and weak, and the divine power is low, which is useless after all. Half a quarter of an hour ago, the old man returned from Xia County and sensed that Mr. was here. ”

"Mr. Haoran's aura is magnificent and immense, and it is accompanied by brilliant divine power, if the old man is not wrong, Mr. should be Mr. Li of Hanshan Academy, who promoted the sealing of heaven and earth, and traveled to the same continent with the god of Donghua Mountain."

"I implore Mr. to save Hongzhou Wendao!"

Li Xiangyun finally understood why this old man of the Temple of Literature fell asleep at night to ask for help.

It is indeed a major event that culture and education are flourishing, but the cultural movement is declining for no reason.

Especially when he looked at Zuo Sixian, there were many cracks on the golden body of the gods, and there was indeed a risk of being broken.

And his own aura is far better than that of ordinary Confucians, and he has to be fed back by the divine luck of the North Stop Gezhou, as a demigod, he can sense his arrival, and he is also in harmony.

"Zuo senior, please get up, since there is such a thing in Hongzhou that damages the luck of literature and Taoism, as a Confucian disciple, he will naturally not sit idly by." Li Xiangyi helped up the old man of the Temple of Literature.

"Dare to ask Zuo senior, why did the state Chinese luck go missing, is there really no clue at all?"

Zuo Sixian shook his head: "If you know who is doing the evil thing, the old man will fight the golden body and this wisp of remnant soul, and he will definitely have a bloody battle with it, so that the students in Quanzhou will not be exhausted and the avenue will be cut off." ”

That's a tough one.

Li Xiangyi thought for a long time, and said: "The cultural movement was born because of culture and education, and it will not be lost for no reason. ”

"Either way, there are two places where there should be signs."

Zuo Sixian was curious: "Which two places?" ”

Li Xiangyun replied: "The first one, naturally, is one of the state Confucian temples where the old predecessors of Zuo lived; The other is the place with the most flourishing literary style and the most students. ”

"These two places are the foundation of Hongzhou's cultural movement, whether Hongzhou's cultural movement is lost due to the loss of the great virtue of the person in charge of culture and education, or it is stolen by demons and evils, or it is taken away by other domains, it will be manifested."

Zuo Sixian was stunned in an instant, and said very ashamedly: "It's an old man, just thinking about finding out the shortcomings, but he forgot to inspect himself and the state school." ”

When Zuo Sixian was named the god of Hongzhou Confucian Temple, his cultivation was limited, and his talent was not high, just because the other sages of literature and Taoism who came out of Hongzhou were still alive and had left Tiannan and traveled the world.

So the founding ancestor of Tiannan Kingdom named him the god of the Confucian Temple who stayed in Hongzhou.

He was originally a middle-aged person, but now he has been a god of the Temple of Literature for one hundred and twenty years, and his cultivation has only been promoted to the late stage of the Ten Realms, and he is far from the half-step Holy Realm.

His cultivation is not high, his divine power is not good, and such omissions make him very embarrassed.

Li Xiangyun comforted: "It's not necessarily that the old man Zuo was really negligent, it could also be that the person behind the scenes blinded your divine consciousness by the evil law." ”

Zuo Sixian smiled bitterly: "If this is the case, it is also because the realm of decay is too low, otherwise if you occupy the benefits of the Temple of Literature, how can you be deceived by demons?" ”

This is not easy to persuade, Li Xiangyun said: "Without further ado, I will go to the Temple of Literature with my predecessors, if the exploration of the Temple of Literature is fruitless, then the state will definitely have something." ”

"Yes, please move the Temple of Literature!"

"Senior is polite."

Then Li Xiangyi withdrew from the dream, and the sound of the transmission said to the cat and cat national teacher next door, and asked it to take care of Ning Xiaozhi, and then went to Hongzhou Confucian Temple with Zuo Sixian's outing Yin God.

Hongzhou Confucian Temple is located in the west of the state city, near the left is the Gongyuan and Kaopeng Street, where many scribes and students lived.

The old man of the Temple of Literature traveled in a doppelganger, and no one noticed.

However, when Li Xiangyi arrived at the Confucian Temple, the old man of the Confucian Temple manifested his golden body and greeted him at the gate, but it fell in the eyes of many people, and soon spread throughout the entire Confucian Temple, and then spread to the state school and several academies in the city, and finally spread to the entire Hongzhou literary and Taoist world.

This is Li Xiangyi's deliberate intention, deliberately startling the snake.

If it is really a demon, seeing the master of the Confucian Temple personally welcoming a distinguished guest with a mysterious origin into the temple, he will definitely not be able to hold back and take action.

When you move, you show your head.

"Sir, are there any traces of evil hidden in this temple?"

After stepping through the gate of the Confucian Temple and leading Li Xiangyi to the courtyard, Zuo Sixian immediately asked.

Li Xiangyun had already opened the Confucian Sect Qi Technique, and saw that the entire Confucian Temple was wrapped in rich literary luck and incense luck, and the scale was not large, but it was extremely dignified and elegant.

Among them, the main hall is the Dacheng Palace, which is consistent with the Jiuzhou Confucian Temple, and is dedicated to the holy master of Dacheng.

The right side hall is dedicated to the Yuan Sheng Zhou Gong who is the Confucian sage who is the ruler of the world, and the left side hall is dedicated to the sub-sage who inherits the learning of the holy teacher, carries it forward, and opens the spirit of Haoran.

There are also ten philosophers of Confucianism, such as the resurrection of the saint, the saint of the sect, and the saint of Shu, who accompany the worship.

Behind the Dacheng Palace, there is an inconspicuous hall, and there is a statue of a god that is seven points similar to Zuo Sixian, which is the place of worship that belongs to Zuo Sixian.

In general, the Confucian Temple enshrined in the Nine Continents countries is not so much a righteous god, but a temple blessing of the Confucian Temple, for the holy teachers and sages, to take care of the incense and cultural luck.

Therefore, the folk like to call these Confucian temple gods the lord of the Confucian Temple, not the lord of the literary temple.

Hearing Zuo Sixian's eager inquiry, Li Xiangyun did not answer immediately, but after worshipping the Holy Master and the sages, he went to the back hall dedicated to Master Zuo and looked at the elegant statue on the altar.

"How's it going, sir?"

Zuo Sixian asked again, a little apprehensive.

Li Xiangyi thought for a while, but still did not answer, and went out of the back hall and walked to the side room.

"Sir, the wing room on the east side is the dormitory for the abbot, deacon, and cadres in the temple, and the wing room on the west side is for officials, pilgrims, and students from the lower county to live." Zuo Sixian introduced.

Li Xiangyi nodded and pushed open the door of one of the west wings.

As soon as the door opened, I saw a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, and a phantus flew up, turned into a wisp of black smoke and fled, swept out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

"Ah, there is really a demon here, hidden in the Temple of Literature, old and negligent, and guilty!"

When Zuo Sixian saw this scene, he was shocked and blamed himself at the same time.

I wanted to chase it, but it was too late.

The wind and rain have stopped, but the night in Hongzhou City is still very dark, as if there is a deep black curtain in the sky above Hongzhou.

"Sir, can you see that wisp of black smoke, where is the demon?" Zuo Sixian asked for advice, his realm was low, and he was unprepared just now, so he didn't see it clearly.

Li Xiangyi pointed to the writing on the wall and said, "It's a bit eyebrow-raising, but if you want to find out the true root of this demon, you need to start with it." ”

I saw the words on the wall, the pen is strong, such as the silver hook iron painting, the writing is very imposing, and it reveals a bit of elegant posture, only on calligraphy, it can be called the top grade.

The content is an excerpt from Chang Ligong's "Teacher Says": "Before I was born, I heard the Tao before me, and I learned from it; After he was born to me, he heard the word before me...... Therefore, there is no noble and low, no long and no less, the Tao exists, and the teacher exists. ”

Zuo Sixian immediately replied: "This pair of words, is a Gaoli County Gongsheng entrusted to the famous family to write, sent up, he to learn the heart is quite sincere, and talented, can be called the choice of Hongzhou nine counties for a while, in order to motivate him to study hard, I let the abbot accept." ”

"Speaking of the day of sending the word, it was five years ago, and it was this tribute student who was doing it? Could it be that he was invaded by demons and entered the demon path? ”

Zuo Sixian couldn't believe that it could be done by that Gongsheng, and there was a lot of regret in his tone.

Li Xiangyun asked: "Senior Zuo, who is the surname of that Gongsheng?" Where do you live now? ”

Zuo Sixian replied: "The tribute's name is Zongye, and he was born in a family of eunuchs in Gaoli County, but when he was his grandfather, the family was already in the middle, and his father was even addicted to gambling, and he almost sold his ancestral house. ”

"This son is not like his father, he has been studying since he was a child, and he is determined to gain fame and revive the family business."

"He passed the county exam at the age of nine, passed the Xiucai exam at the age of fifteen, and passed the tribute at the age of eighteen, that is, five years ago, and became a tribute student."

"But for some reason, he turned down the opportunity to study in Guozijian and chose to stay in the state to study."

He passed the county examination at the age of nine and was admitted to the tribute student at the age of eighteen, and he was indeed very talented.

Li Xiangyi pondered in his heart, and then asked: "In the past five years, he has been staying in the state school and has never left the Hongzhou territory?" ”

Zuo Sixian did not answer immediately, but first asked the old abbot who was staying in the east wing with his heart.

Only then did he nod and replied: "Yes, according to the abbot of the temple, this sect has never left Hongzhou, and in the past five years, he has either studied the classics in the state school, or traveled to nine counties with friends, and often went to various academies in Xia County to participate in poetry clubs and word clubs. ”

"What needs to be said to Mr. is that every three or five months, this son will come to the Temple of Literature, and the words of Chang Ligong are sent by him when he visits one day."

"At this time, it seems that this son has long had bad intentions and intends to plot the state Chinese luck, but I am afraid that he will go to the nine counties and be a guest at the various academies, and he will also go to the county Wenyun."

At this time, how could Master Zuo not know that Zong Ye was a wolf with ambition?

I just don't know how he swallowed Wenyun as a scholar, and his realm is not obvious.

Li Xiangyun was very calm and said: "If you find out the culprit, everything will be easy." I thought that there was a problem with Hongzhou culture and education, and if that was the case, it would be troublesome. ”

Zuo Sixian nodded, he felt that he could secretly devour Yizhou Wenyun, so that he, the god of the Temple of Literature, had a few catties of broken golden body, it was not an ordinary demon, and it was not easy to deal with, but since Mr. Li said so, he could only nod and agree.

"Sir, shouldn't you go to the state school immediately, lest that sect also escape?"

Li Xiangyun shook his head: "Don't worry, he won't escape." ”

"Old and confused, dare to ask Mr. What do you say?"

"His hidden mark, suddenly startled by me, interrupted the move of devouring Wenyun, I think I will not be satisfied, so I will withdraw, otherwise he will take a big sip first, instead of running away directly."

Zuo Sixian was a little dazed, and he didn't quite understand the reason.

Li Xiangyun smiled warmly: "Senior Zuo only needs to know that Zongye, and he didn't retreat, but was waiting for me to go over in the state school." ”

Zuo Sixian was stunned: "He is actually waiting for Mr. to come over?" Is he not afraid at all, so arrogant? ”

Mr. Li in front of him, but he is alone in the "Amazing World List", and he travels to the same continent with the god lord Li Xiangyi, how dare he provoke after the deeds of ordinary demons and evil people are revealed?

Just when Master Zuo was suspicious, in a small courtyard of Hongzhou Prefecture, there was a young Confucian student, gently shaking the folding fan and looking at the direction of the Confucian Temple with a smile.

(End of chapter)