If there is a happiness index, Xinghua Town is definitely one of the best places, the residents of the town are simple and simple, and they are all born with an optimistic nature.

Laughter can be heard on every street in the town, whether it is children or adults, and the elderly like to spend their own lazy afternoons in the tea shop, and it is rumored that this is the birthplace of a great figure in Confucianism, but after all, it is a saying handed down from 300 years ago, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The early spring is approaching, and all things are showing their vitality in the pampering, and a few touches of green can't wait to emerge from the earth that has not completely dissipated the cold.

Xinghua Town is five miles away, on the trail, the trail is slightly narrow, and the master and apprentice are rushing one after the other.

The apprentice looks like he is thirteen or fourteen years old, one big and one small are all Tsing Yi robes, the apprentice carries a small bookcase, and the master takes a big step, and the wide sleeves of the robe swing back and forth with the apprentice's arms, bringing a gust of breeze. The master holds a scripture book behind his back and in the other.

"Changren, don't complain that the bookbox is too heavy and the road is too far, we Confucianism has a saying that read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles. The master began his rambling again.

"Master, but I didn't complain. The apprentice looked at the back of the master's head with his eyes open.

"Ahem, do you think the master can't see what you think in your heart?" the master explained, how can you be embarrassed in front of your disciples as a master?

"Oh, I'm complaining because you put your book in my bookcase, master. "Children have always been childlike.

"You see the wildflowers growing on both sides of these paths, beautiful and tenacious, wild and wild, and no one tells them how to bloom to be beautiful. The master was too weak to do it, so he hurriedly changed the topic.

"Where are the wildflowers?" the disciple looked at the bare meadow.

"In my heart. "The master is unfathomable.

"Master, how far do we have to get to Master's hometown?" he had long been accustomed to the nonsense of his master's leisure time, and asked directly.

"It's almost there. ”

"You said that three days ago!"

On the bank of the Chunjiang River, the sun was shining, and a young man in a sky blue robe was half-lying on the grass by the river, holding a straw pole in his mouth, supporting the back of his head with both hands, and crossing Erlang's legs, leisurely looking at the waves blown by the wind on the river.

If there is a master here, you will find that the strong Dao intent that emerges from the young man's body, but without cultivation, this Dao intent has no effect, but it is indeed a manifestation and symbol of the young man's amazing understanding.

Looking at the sun, when it was time for lunch, the young man stood up, patted his clothes casually and left, Han Fan had already thought about it, although he did not have an understanding that was different from ordinary people, but his qualifications could be cultivated, isn't this already a blessing in misfortune? Why be lost!

At noon, the business of Han Ji Tavern was booming, and there was an endless stream of customers, most of whom were people who left after the selection of the Changping Sect, who were depressed after losing the election, and came here just to borrow wine to kill their sorrows and fill their stomachs by the way.

On the second floor, near the window, Han Fan's left arm was propped up on the window edge, and his right hand was holding the signboard belonging to his little son in Xinghua Town-a crystal clear wine gourd, and the wine was printed with colorful colors on the table under the reflection of the sun, which was very good-looking.

This is their family heirloom, passed down from generation to generation, to Han's father's generation, Han's father found someone to identify the quality of the gourd, and learned that it is a special material of crystal, which is not very valuable, in the cultivation world, this kind of thing is at most quite a luxury in the eyes of ordinary people.

If you take the little daughter of the Sun family, this gourd has nothing to do with the value at all, and at most it can be regarded as a good look.

Han's father, who learned the truth, was immediately disappointed, and no longer paid attention to this so-called family heirloom, so he was fortunate to become Han Fan's personal belongings.

"This objective, I'm really embarrassed, it's already full, or are you waiting?" At the door of the first floor, Xiao Er, who was in charge of the reception, said apologetically.

Standing at the door were the two masters who came from afar, the master crossed Xiao Er, looked around, and sure enough, it was overcrowded, as if out of unwillingness, he raised his gaze to the second floor again.

Han Fan was already idle, watching the people coming and going outside the window, just in line with the middle-aged man's gaze.

"There, Xiao Er, we can share a table with that young man. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pointed to where Han Fan was.

Xiao Er raised his head and looked at Han Fan with inquiring eyes, Han Fan nodded, and took another sip of wine comfortably.

After a while, the master and apprentice came upstairs, and the two sat opposite Han Fan, and the apprentice took off the bookcase on his back and put it at his feet, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, little brother, otherwise we don't know how long we would have to wait. The middle-aged man arched his hand at Han.

"It's nothing, two more guests are also more money, why don't I do it?" Han Fan sat up straight and saluted in return, and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man looked at Han Fan's behavior in his eyes, and was a little relieved, where Old Master Han was born, people were very polite.

"It turns out that this tavern belongs to the little brother, and he is young and promising. ”

"It's my brother's, and I'm in charge of eating and drinking. Han Fan had some doubts in his heart, these two should be a master-apprentice relationship, otherwise the disciples don't have to carry a bookbox, the bookbox means a lot of things, it is rumored that the disciples of the academy are the head of this line, and the academy is a sect of Confucianism distributed in the vertical and horizontal regions.

Han Fan had long wanted to worship Confucianism, but the inquiries in the past two years made him clear how remote the place he was in, and even Yancheng did not have a academy, which made him a little overwhelmed, and now that he knew that his talent was average, Han Fan was even more determined to enter Confucianism, at least there were some advantages, right?

"Master, I'm hungry. "The apprentice doesn't care about the politeness of the master and the brother opposite.

This is Xiao Er who just brought Han Fan's lunch, it is a roast duck and a plate of peanuts, in addition to the evocative apricot blossom wine, the special feature of Han Ji Tavern is the roast duck in front of him, looking at the salivating expression of the boy who is only a few years younger than Han Fan, Han Fan can't help but smile.

"Brother Wang, please add two more pairs of chopsticks. Han Fan said to Xiao Er.

"Okay, Childe, wait a minute. ”

When the dishes and chopsticks were served, the apprentice did not move the chopsticks in a hurry, but looked at the master with a look of hope.

The middle-aged man nodded, and the apprentice was already ready to go, directly tearing off a golden duck leg, and eating it as if no one was around.

"Thank you little brother for your hospitality. The middle-aged man said that, and also started to eat with chopsticks, it seems that the master and the two are very hungry.

Han Fan drank the peanut in a small sip, but he didn't know that the middle-aged man had a trace of horror in his eyes after seeing Han Fan's wine gourd, and he quickly returned to normal.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the apprentice leaned on the back of the chair, touched his round belly, and looked satisfied.

After all, the middle-aged man couldn't resist the aroma of wine wafting from Han Fan's gourd, and asked Xiao Er for a cup under the disdainful eyes of his disciple, and asked Han Fan for a drink.

"Master, don't you say you've quit drinking? The apprentice asked, mouth full of oil.

"Yes, I've quit for a while, but now I'm not quitting. The master also responded calmly and without any embarrassment.

"And this kind of statement. The apprentice was yin and yang, and tilted his head to the other side.

"I take the liberty of asking, where did the little brother get this gourd, it looks very eye-catching. The master finally couldn't bear the horror in his heart and asked.

"This is the heirloom of our Han family, and later it was identified that the value was average, so it became my wine container. Han Fan said.

"The value of this gourd is not ordinary. "The master said in his heart, if he hadn't looked away, this was an opportunity for Old Master Han to stay here, but multiple seals had been imposed, and only after cultivating enough could the seals be broken in turn.

And the premise of all this is that the gourd has to recognize the lord first, the gourd is a magic weapon, and it already has spirituality, the middle-aged man can see that the gourd has not yet recognized the master, but Han Fen can open it at will and use it to hold wine and drink, naturally it has been recognized by the gourd, just wait for Han Fen to embark on the road of cultivation, everything will naturally fall into place.

The gourd has a clever trick, only the power above the eight realms can see the clues, the reason why the middle-aged man recognized the gourd is because he is one of the disciples of Old Master Han, and he naturally knows a thing or two about the master's things.

Seeing that the gourd had the intention of recognizing the owner, the middle-aged man was naturally willing to push the boat down the river.

"Little brother, I heard people around me discussing the selection of disciples by the Changping Sword Sect, did Childe go to participate in the selection?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Naturally, I participated. Han Fan's expression was calm.

"That ......" With the cultivation of a middle-aged man, he naturally saw Han Fan's roots with his eyes, although his cultivation qualification was only middle and upper-middle, and he was not talented, but this kind of qualification could also become an inner disciple in the main sect, so he would not be defeated.

"I was one of the sixteen people I chosen, but I refused. Han Fan said lightly.

"Why?" asked the apprentice, although he was young, he also knew that in such a small place, being able to enter the Changping Sword Sect was equivalent to a steady progress, how could he refuse.

"I want to enter Confucianism, but there doesn't seem to be a academy around here, and I can't do anything but ...... Self-cultivation is life-saving. Han said with a smile.

"It's a good self-cultivation. The middle-aged man smiled, very happy.

The disciple looked at the master, although the master usually talked and laughed, but he could feel that this time, the master's happiness was particularly sincere, as if he was relieved and happy to see his own disciple have a good life.

"Master, what does self-cultivation mean?" the apprentice interjected.

"Ahem, how does the master usually teach you. The middle-aged man feigned anger.

"You didn't teach that. "The apprentice has one thing to say.

What it means is to improve one's own literacy and wait for the opportunity to come. The middle-aged man explained.

......

The master and apprentice left the restaurant and strolled through the streets.

"There's a providence in the dark, hahaha. The master smiled happily. It just so happened that the gourd wanted to recognize the Lord, and it happened that the young man just wanted to enter Confucianism, and he happened to meet their master and apprentice, isn't all this the will of God?

The middle-aged man felt that his heart was smooth, and he seemed to have figured out something, and the bottleneck stuck at the peak of the Seven Realms also showed signs of being ready to move.

Han Fan looked at the jade square card in his hand, the whole body was crystal clear, there were simple patterns around the seal, the front was engraved with the word Han Jun, the gesture was sharp, into the wood for three points, and the back was the four characters of self-cultivation, but it was diametrically opposed to the front, the gesture was round, and it was natural. The man's words were also remembered by Han Fan:

"Take this token and go to Chang'an City Zhulu Academy to find a person named Sun Zheng, this is as a reward for your hospitality to my master and apprentice today, and it is also your opportunity, although the journey is far away, but reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, this difficulty cannot be beared, and don't talk about cultivation. ”

Han Fan only felt that the ups and downs were the most growth-provoking.