Chapter 118, the naming of the new Taoist temple

Zhao Xinyue was the first to fall from the flying boat, and then Bai Yuchen and a group of seven people fell from the flying boat and stood on the ground in front of Haoran Academy.

Bai Yuchen looked up at the plaque of Haoran Academy, and said in a trance: "It's been ten years, and I'm finally back." ”

The other six were also ecstatic and finally returned.

Zhao Xinyue said with a smile: "You have worked hard to guard the seal all these years. ”

Bai Yuchen came back to his senses, and hurriedly said respectfully: "It is my duty to contribute to the academy, and I dare not say that I am hard." ”

The rest of the people also said respectfully: "Do your duty, don't say hard"

Zhao Xinyue nodded and said with a smile: "It's already home, you go back first! ”

"Yes!" the group smiled and saluted, straightened up, and walked briskly inside.

Zhao Xinyue stretched out her hand, the jasper flying boat shrank and flew into the palm of her hand, and the small flying boat disappeared with her hand, floating towards the academy.

On the mountain behind the academy, an old man in a white robe was sitting by the stream and reading a book, and a young man was busy barbecuing beside him.

Zhao Xinyue walked over and said with a slight salute, "Teacher, I'm back." ”

The master looked up at Zhao Xinyue, put down the book, beckoned, and said with a smile: "Xinyue is back, come on! Wait and try your little brother's craftsmanship." ”

The young man hurriedly brought a small chair and placed it opposite the master, and said respectfully, "Twelfth Senior Sister, please take a seat." ”

Zhao Xinyue nodded with a smile, walked over and sat on the chair, looked at the young man curiously, and asked with a smile, "When did the teacher accept the disciples?"

The master took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "When I went out with your senior brother to travel, I happened to meet your junior brother in Qingguo in the Western Regions, and I felt that I had some talent and accepted it. ”

"If you can get a word of praise from the teacher, the little junior brother must be amazing. Zhao Xinyue looked at the young man with some surprise.

The young man hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Miao praised. ”

The master smiled and said: "Your little junior brother's name is Fan Xian, and he has the name of a poet immortal at a young age. ”

"Little Junior Immortal Fan Xian, when I was in Qingguo in the Western Regions, I also heard of the reputation of the little junior brother, and I wanted to see him, but Emperor Qing said that Fan Xian had left to apprentice, but I didn't expect to be accepted by you, the teacher. ”

The master smiled and said: "At that time, I saw his intelligence and poetry talent, so I tested him, but I didn't expect him to be better than I imagined, so I accepted it." ”

Fan Xian said respectfully: "Thank you for your kindness!"

Zhao Xinyue said angrily: "Teacher, you obviously went to the Western Regions, why didn't you inform me?"

The master smiled and said, "The old cow is broken, swim as you like, you young people should do your young people's things!"

Zhao Xinyue said with a little weakness: "However, the little uncle came out of the seal. ”

"Oh~" The master raised his eyebrows, and then said casually: "That's it!

Fan Xian stood respectfully to the side and did not say a word.

"By the way, teacher, have you heard of Confucius?" Zhao Xinyue looked at Master expectantly.

The master shook his head and said, "I have never heard of it, so why did you say that?"

Zhao Xinyue hesitated for a moment, and the quiet and peaceful picture of Sanqingguan flashed in his mind, as well as the somewhat innocent and simple Li Ping'an, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that when I went to the Western Regions, I heard that there was a great sage in the mountains and fields, named Confucius, so I wanted to ask the teacher." ”

The master smiled and said, "My academy is all over the world, and there are many scholars, so it is not surprising that there are one or two virtuous people in the wilderness. ”

"I'm afraid it's not one or two virtuous people, right? There are dozens of saints and sages in the disciples alone. Zhao Xinyue muttered in her heart, and then asked curiously, "Teacher, do you know about the things of the ancient times?"

The master shook his head with a smile and said, "I don't know!"

"Teacher, aren't you curious?"

Master Youyou said: "The past is in the past, the present is in the present, the future is in the future, there is no need to dwell on the past, there is no need to worry about the future, just do a good job in the present." ”

Zhao Xinyue bowed her head and said, "It's the teacher, the disciple has been taught." ”

The master waved his hand and said, "Xinyue, you go first! Your senior brothers are very worried about you, go and say hello to them!"

Zhao Xinyue stood up, bowed slightly, and said, "It's Master!" and turned to leave.

As soon as Zhao Xinyue left, the master pointed to the grill and hurriedly shouted: "Xiaoxian, turn it over quickly, it's burnt~burnt~"

Fan Xian hurriedly squatted down and turned the grill.

After a while, the grilled fish was finished, and Fan Xian put the grilled fish on a plate, brought it to the master, and said respectfully, "Teacher, the grilled fish is finished." ”

The master picked up his chopsticks, put a piece of fish meat in his mouth, chewed it twice, and said, "People! ”

"The teacher is talking about the twelfth senior sister?!"

The master glared at him and said, "I'm talking about you, obviously it's not a material for grilling fish, so you have to grill fish for the teacher, it's too unpalatable." ”

Got up, flicked his sleeves, and strode away with his hands behind his back.

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, stepped forward and reached out to grab a piece of fish meat and put it in his mouth, muttering, "It's obviously delicious!"

Fan Xian straightened up and looked in the direction where the master left, looking at him leisurely, in ancient times, it should be the era in which his mother lived!

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On the outskirts of the Barbarian Mountain Range, Li Ping'an and the others were in the hall of the brand-new Sanqingguan backyard, and a group of people were sitting around on both sides of a long table, and there were leftovers on the table, obviously having just eaten breakfast.

Li Ping'an said: "Baiyun, change the name of the view!"

Bai Yun was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment and said, "Lord Guan, do we want to change the name of Sanqingguan?"

Li Ping'an said: "It is enough to have only one of the three Qing Temples, and the Taoist temples that will develop outside in the future will all have their own names! Otherwise, it will be too easy to be confused." ”

Bai Yun nodded thoughtfully and said respectfully: "What the Lord said is that, please also ask the Lord to give a name!"

Li Ping'an touched his chin and said, "Otherwise, it's called Baiyunguan!"

Bai Yun suddenly said excitedly: "Baiyun Temple, Lord Guan, are you saying that it is named after my Dao number?"

Li Ping'an nodded with a smile and said, "That's right!"

Bai Yun got up suddenly, bowed ninety degrees and said excitedly: "Thank you for your trust, I will definitely carry forward the Baiyun Temple." ”

Li Ping'an stretched out his hand and said: "Baiyun doesn't need to be polite, this Taoist temple is undertaken by you, and it should be named after you." ”

Bai Yun straightened up, still a little excited, and said, "That's all relying on your prestige, and I didn't make much effort." ”

Li Ping'an said with a smile: "You are too humble. ”

Qingxue looked up at Li Ping'an and said suspiciously, "Master, why is there no incense in this new Taoist temple?"

Qingyu also nodded again and again and said, "Yes! This morning, my sister and I went to morning class and found that there was not a single incense. ”