After eating, they found a small inn nearby, and after resting for the night, they rode out of the town and continued on their way. During this period, Luo Yi and Cen Yao went to a shop and bought some food, all of which were unique delicacies in the Tang Dynasty. Of course, the main thing is to buy a Datang map.

This map depicts an extremely vast land, and it is very detailed in a piece of jade carved with the power of divine thoughts. It cost Luo Yi a thousand Wen and five baht. This price is not inexpensive! However, it is not easy to depict the map, and it is not like an ordinary map drawn on paper, but is depicted with divine thoughts! This is the handiwork of a strong man above the Five Realms! Therefore, it is worth the price.

This map depicts Qingzhou, one of the eighteen provinces of the Tang Dynasty, one of the three states south of the Yangtze River during the Tang Dynasty. It borders on the Southern Tang Dynasty and has a vast land, which is a few points larger than the entire Southern Tang Dynasty.

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At the northern border, in a mountain plain that is only eight hundred miles away from the territory of the Tang Dynasty, there is an ancient town. The town is called Qingyang Town, and the people are simple, and the townspeople are ordinary people, who make a living from farming and some small businesses. Because Qingyang Town is located on the border, and there is an official road passing through here, it is more lively all year round. There are some Tang people who will also do business in the town.

There is a school in Qingyang Town, called "Yanyuju", in which there is only one middle-aged scholar, who is still an outsider. Teach all the ordinary people in the town who can afford to read books and love articles. The students are friendly and attentive to the students of the school, and they do not charge any literary fees. Therefore, it is loved and respected by the townspeople. Since his surname is Ren, the townspeople call him Mr. Ren.

Mr. Ren loves elegance, in addition to reading, he also likes to play the piano, music or Yilisel, warm and long, or impassioned, heroic and unrestrained, often attracting the disciples of the school to applaud again and again.

On a rare rainy day in late autumn, after Mr. Ren finished teaching, he stroked a long piano under the eaves of the courtyard of the school, and played a song with a heroic rhythm but a trace of longness. The five tones and twelve rhythms, the palace and the merchants, the horns and feathers, are staggered and agitated, and they seem to be integrated into this heaven and earth. And the sound of the rain is very beautiful.

Many students in the town came from different alleys with paper umbrellas, gathered in the courtyard of the school to listen to this song, and marveled that this song is only in the sky, and it is difficult to hear it in the world.

Mr. Ren is dressed in plain clothes, with a straight body and an elegant temperament. At this moment, it is also completely integrated into the artistic conception of the interweaving of the piano music and the sound of rain. His whole person faded, as if he no longer existed between heaven and earth.

"The song of the gentleman is like his learning, which is peerless. ”

"What a gentleman, he also built a school in Qingyang Town to educate people, do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and have a peaceful state of mind. I think even those characters in the world-famous Confucian academies are not as good as him!"

"Anyway, in my heart, Mr. Ren is the best. My generation of scholars, if there is a five-point talent of Mr. to learn, it is also considered a great achievement, and he can definitely be a civil official within three grades in the Southern Tang Dynasty. ”

"Yes, but Sir has been in Qingyang Town for nearly twenty years, and I don't know if he will leave one day. I hope never to leave. ”

"That couldn't be better. Although our Qingyang Town is located on the border, many Tang people have also done business over the years, but when it comes to teaching and educating people, Mr. is alone, and all of them rely on him. ”

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A thrilling song, the rhythm goes straight into the clouds. The sea of clouds rolled, and some people sat and lay drunk in it and sang songs, smiling lightly and chanting: "A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Pingsheng! There is no wind and rain and no sunshine!" Then it turned into a ray of light, ascended into the nine heavens, and broke through the canopy of heaven and went away.

The sky is like a dome, and words follow the law. The sea of clouds suddenly dispersed, and then the clouds saw the sun. This autumn rain came to an abrupt end. The hard autumn day is in the sky, and it shines down.

Mr. Ren's song also stopped, and he looked up slightly, his eyes were gloomy, and he passed through the sea of clouds. "There is no wind and rain and no sunshine, such an autumn day, can it be regarded as sunny?

Subsequently, the disciples in the school dispersed one after another and returned to their homes to study. And Mr. Ren also stepped out of the school for a long time and walked into a three-foot-wide alley. It is the three-foot lane of Qingyang Town.

On the west hill of Qingyang Town, there are guests coming from afar.

Gu Li's four people passed through here, came to Qingyang Town to hide from the rain, and drank tea in a teahouse, but they didn't see it for long, the sky had opened and the wind and rain had stopped.

"Uncle, is the weather so strange here? It was raining heavily, why did it suddenly stop?"

The owner of the teahouse is an old man dressed in black cloth who runs a small shop to make a living, which is not easy. The old man smiled when he heard this: "Today is quite strange, how can there be such weather." But now it's late autumn, and there is no rain, and today's rain, or the sky has been brewing for a long time, suddenly the shortness of breath stopped. ”

"Haha, that's what the old man said. Mu Shen smiled when he heard this.

At this time, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy walked in, a few years younger than Gu Li. It looks like a little scholar, holding a book in one hand and an umbrella in the other.

"Grandpa, just now we were in the school with an umbrella to listen to Mr. play the piano, the artistic conception is very beautiful, but I didn't expect the rain to stop suddenly, and Mr. didn't play again, so we went home to review our homework. It's a pity. ”

This boy is the grandson of the old man. The two depend on each other for their lives, and their lives are hard, but they are also peaceful. The boy's parents had been conscripted into the army by the imperial court a few years earlier, and had not returned to Qingyang Town for several years.

"It's a pity that Mr. Ren's music is rare to hear, and it was blocked by the rain. The old man also sighed and regretted when he heard this, and told the young man: "But you must complete the homework left by your husband and don't be lazy." ”

"That's nature. The boy smiled. Only then did they see Gu Li in the teahouse, and the four of them were a little surprised for a while. "You're from outside, your temperament and appearance are really amazing. Qingyang Town can't produce extraordinary young people like you. ”

"Haha, the little brother is also very good. We were indeed outsiders, passing through the town and coming here to take shelter from the rain. I didn't expect the rain to stop suddenly. Gu Li said with a smile.

"I don't know why, in the past two days, many outsiders have come to the town, and some of them have gone to the western mountain. ”

"Oh?"

Then the boy said a few more words to them, and then hurried into the inner room of the teahouse, saying that he wanted to finish his master's homework.

"It seems that the little brother has a lot of respect for that gentleman. Gu Li smiled at the old man. Hearing this, the old man stopped his movements on the side, turned around and smiled faintly: "Mr. Ren is our benefactor in Qingyang Town, and our whole town respects him very much. ”

This remark took Gu Li's words slightly, it seems that this Mr. Ren has a high reputation in the town.

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Then they left the teahouse and led their horses down the alley to the outside of the town. Many of the townspeople were looking at them with novelty. It is speculated that these four young people should all be the children of some official families. That temperament is outstanding.

In the west of Qingyang Town, there is a huge old locust tree at the end of Sanqi Lane, the leaves have fallen, and a thick layer is spread on the ground. It's a bit bleak. The old locust tree is an auspicious symbol of Qingyang Town, so it is hung with big red cloth strips, which are spread in the wind. They are all "prayer slips" hung up by the residents of the town

Mr. Ren was standing under the old locust tree at this moment, staring at it for a long time. Many townspeople were amazed to see him walk out of the school. Walk up and say hello warmly. "I didn't expect my husband to leave school today. It's better to go to my old Liu's house and sit down, and I'll let the mother-in-law kill chickens and sheep for my husband. ”

"Let's go to my house, I'll take out my daughter Hong, who has been buried in the yard for ten years, for Mr. to taste. ”

Mr. Ren smiled when he heard this: "Thank you for your kindness, but I plan to go out of town today, so I won't bother about some things." ”

Mr. Ren's name is Ren Pingsheng. A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.

A scholar who came from nowhere has been in the town for nearly 20 years and built a school called "Yanyuju" to teach and educate people, which has been of great help to the town. If it was before, there were few scholars in Qingyang Town, and if you wanted to study, you had to travel thousands of miles to go to those academies in the Southern Tang Kingdom, but over the years, "Yanyuju" has produced many outstanding teenagers, and many of them have achieved fame. Serve in the imperial court for the benefit of the town.

And since Mr. Ren arrived in the town, Qingyang Town has been much more stable over the years, and there are few disputes that have affected here. And Mr. Ren's face is unchanged, as chic and elegant as 20 years ago. The townspeople were speculating that Mr. Ren might be a great cultivator.

"I see, so the gentleman will be busy first, and when we come back in the evening, we will visit him at the school. The townsfolk replied. Then they dispersed and went about their work.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the old locust tree again, and had a lot of thoughts. In the end, he stepped away and walked out of the town, and then his speed increased, one step at a time, leaving behind one afterimage, crossing the official road, and soon disappeared into the west mountain where Qingyang Town was located.

Gu Li and the others also came to the old locust tree, all of them were a little surprised by the huge body of the locust tree. It is presumed to have lived for hundreds of years. Look at the strips of cloth hanging on it, just like the trees hanging in front of the temple. Obviously, there is no temple in the town, and this old locust tree is regarded as a place of prayer.

"Why don't we hang one too? Gu Li looked at the big red cloth strips on the old locust tree with some interest.

"Then hang one. ”

To Gu Li's surprise, the three of them didn't say much, but readily agreed. So the four of them bought a few strips of red cloth in a shop near the old locust tree, and then swept up the old locust tree and hung it on it. Prove you've been here.

After hanging up the strips of cloth, they walked directly out of Qingyang Town along the alley and came to the wide official road. However, the first thing that came to mind was on the official road ahead, and there was a large group of people dressed differently, all of whom were cultivators. They were heading towards the western mountains on the other side of the official road.

"What's the situation?"

"What's there in Mo Fei West Mountain? It attracts so many people. ”

Later, a group of monks also came out of the town, and they also headed towards the west mountain at a very fast speed. This group of people is obviously not residents of the town. It's the outsider that the young man in the teahouse said before. After waiting in the town for a few days, it was actually a group of Tang people!

"Shall we go over and have a look, or continue on our way?" Mu Shen asked, at this moment, several groups of people from different directions had already gone to the West Mountain Land of Qingyang Town. Don't think about it, there's something big going on there!

"Let's go over and have a look?" Gu Li looked at Luo Yi and Cen Yao and asked what they meant.

"Will it cause any trouble again?" Cen Yao said with some concern when he heard this.

"What's that, life in the world, there is always trouble, and the most important thing that my generation of monks cannot fear is trouble. Mu Shen replied loudly.

"Then I see what Sister Luo Yi means. Cen Yao smiled lightly when he heard this.

"Giggles, I'd like to check it out too. Luo Yi smiled. Immediately, the four of them reached an agreement and also headed for the West Mountain.