After Su Chen finished speaking, his face showed yearning, every teenager has a wonderful world in his heart.

"Hahaha!" Meng Qishan laughed, and then continued, "This is nature, the outside world, it is really wonderful, no matter which one is much more prosperous than the wild land of Nanling, the Central Continent Immortal Land, the Western Desert Buddha Country, the Northern Plains Demon Ridge, and the Eastern Earth Holy Township, each of which has countless legends of immortals, ghosts and demons. ”

"Zi is silent, strange and confused. As soon as Meng Qishan's words fell, Su Chen couldn't help blurting out, his face was slightly red after speaking, and he was a little embarrassed, but this sentence was really not made by himself, since he was a child, when he studied the study of saints, there was such a sentence in the classics.

"Strange power?" Meng Qishan smiled, didn't explain much, looked back at Su Chen, and saw that the wisp of Haoran on his body still existed, Meng Qishan stuffed the jade ruler that Su Chen gave him back into Su Chen's hand.

"Whether there are real immortals in this world, I don't know, but out of this Nanling, people who cultivate immortals are everywhere, Xiaochen, when you leave the Southern Tang Dynasty this time and go to other regions, you will see it. ”

Su Chen smiled, he had heard a little about the cultivation in the book, but he didn't take it to heart, thinking that it was just some methods of breathing and pranayama, and there was never a person in the whole Nanling, and there was almost no cultivation in Nanling, Nanling was barbaric, only believed in sacrifices, and even the Confucian sage he learned was also the experience of the founding monarch of the Southern Tang Dynasty who had traveled eastward before, and then founded the country in Nanling, which slowly became popular.

"Don't hide from Brother Meng, what I learned is the study of Confucian sages, I have studied for nearly ten years, and I have a lot of confusion in my heart, but those teachings in the academy either do not know the answer, or they are often far-fetched explanations, I am puzzled, and I am in a trance all day long. ”

When Su Chen talked about the study of saints, his face was much more radiant, and Meng Qishan on the side could see that Su Chen's whole body was slowly condensed, like an invisible coat wrapping Su Chen in it.

But Meng Qishan is a cultivator, and all the vanity in the world can't be hidden from his magic eyes, so he naturally sees the majestic aura around Su Chen.

"Brother Meng, didn't you say you wanted my words?" Su Chen was a little thirsty, and pushed the jade pond engraved with the four big characters "There is a saint in the world" to Meng Qishan's side, and then took the tea bowl and drank it all.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, Su Chen is a scholar, and he doesn't like to accept the favor of others for no reason, whether it is the shopkeeper who wants to give him a pot of herbal tea, or Meng Qishan wants to invite him to drink herbal tea, Su Chen politely refused, but after talking with Meng Qishan for so long, Su Chen and he are also familiar with a lot, and this herbal tea is not obtained for no reason, it is exchanged for his own words.

Scholars always feel that the ink in their stomachs is worth a thousand dollars.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry!" Meng Qishan stared at Su Chen, his face was full of smiles, seeing that Su Chen finished drinking, Meng Qishan poured another bowl for Su Chen, "Xiaochen wants to go out to study, is there a specific place?" As far as I know, the most prosperous place for Confucian sages is Dongtu, and secondly, some mortal countries in Central Continent also have academies, while the distance between the Western Desert and the Northern Plains is so far that it is difficult for Confucian sages to reach, and naturally there will be no sages. ”

"Brother Meng also knows Dongtu?" As soon as Meng Qishan finished speaking, Su Chen couldn't help but speak, his expression full of surprise.

"It's nature. Meng Qishan chuckled, he naturally knew why Su Chen was so pleased with Dongtu, Dongtu was a holy place for all scholars, just like Zhongzhou was also a holy place for all cultivators.

"I once had the privilege of living in Dongtu for a period of time......" Meng Qishan added such a sentence, but there was no follow-up, but the whole person became stunned, and his eyes were full of memories.

Su Chen didn't think about it so much, he was very excited at this moment, and was about to continue to speak and ask about Dongtu, but at this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the teahouse, and then a cold voice came.

"Shopkeeper, a few pots of herbal tea!"

Then the four figures walked into the teahouse, found a remote corner, found a square table and sat down, Su Chen was a little curious, these people's costumes were unified, obviously a group, except for a few words when he first asked the shopkeeper for herbal tea, he didn't speak after sitting down.

Meng Qishan squinted his eyes slightly when these people first appeared, and his gaze glanced at them intentionally or unintentionally.

Su Chen looked at it for a while and then withdrew his gaze, at the moment he was most concerned about Dongtu, lying on the table, and said in a low voice: "Brother Meng, is Dongtu far away from here?" I want to go to Dongtu to study, but the book once said that Dongtu is too far away from Nanling, and mortals can't reach Dongtu even if they walk for a lifetime. ”

Su Chen's voice pulled Meng Qishan's gaze back, and when he saw Su Chen's earnest gaze, he said with a smile: "The book is right, Dongtu is far away from here, and it is almost impossible for mortals to walk to Dongtu on their own feet." ”

Meng Qishan's answer made Su Chen very frustrated, but at this moment, Meng Qishan said: "Although the eastern land is far away, sometimes you don't need to go by yourself. ”

After Meng Qishan finished speaking, he didn't explain further, took out a book from his arms, and gently handed it to Su Chen's side.

"What is this?" Su Chen asked lightly, but his hand involuntarily held the book in his hand, and the person who reads the book is the most resistant to this kind of thing.

The name of the book was not written, the whole cover was light gray, it looked like an ordinary book, and as soon as Su Chen came into contact with the book, he found that the material of the book was not paper, and he didn't know what it was, but the material was soft to the touch, but it was a little like silk.

Su Chen didn't open the book immediately, and after looking at it for a while, he asked Meng Qishan, "Brother Meng, what is this?"

Meng Qishan looked at Su Chen in a daze, his lips moved lightly, "This is a travelogue, and it is also written by a reader, there are many records about the things you want to know about Dongtu, and there are more records on it than I know......"

"How can this be?" Su Chen's face was anxious, although he did like this book very much, and he really wanted to know the records in this book about Dongtu, but he still didn't want to accept Meng Qishan's gift.

"Xiaochen, don't worry. Meng Qishan seemed to know that Su Chen would refuse, and had already thought of the wording, "I am not a reader, this book was written by a close friend of mine before his death, and now that he has left, this book is really useless for me, I think Xiaochen is a person who really wants to learn, this book is given to Xiaochen, what my friend has learned can make you gain, and it is the last thing I can do for him." ”

"Brother Meng, I'm sorry. After listening to Meng Qishan, Su Chen felt a little guilty in his heart, thinking that he shouldn't let Meng Qishan think of such a sad thing.

Meng Qishan was very open-minded, waved his hand to show that he was fine, he continued to say to Su Chen: "I know that Xiaochen doesn't like to accept gifts from others for nothing, and I didn't give this travelogue to Xiaochen for nothing, when I get out of Nanling, I need Xiaochen to do something for me, what do you think?"

"What's the matter?" Su Chen didn't dare to agree casually, the gentleman made a promise, he didn't want to promise something beyond his ability.

"I haven't thought about this matter yet, and I'll tell Xiaochen when the time comes. Meng Qishan's eyes were far away, and his tone of voice became a little stunned.

"Okay!" Su Chen pondered for a moment and agreed to Meng Qishan, "As long as I do what I can, I will definitely help Brother Meng complete it." ”

Meng Qishan smiled, seeing that the jade ruler was still on the table, he picked it up lightly and carefully held the jade ruler in the palm of his hand, as if he was watching a peerless treasure, his face was full of admiration.

But this jade ruler is very not to give Meng Qishan face, at the moment of being picked up, the four big characters of "there is a saint in the world" on the ruler disappeared without a trace, and the brilliance circulating on the surface seemed to be like a frightened lamb, curled up a little between the rulers.

Meng Qishan also discovered this, but there was no displeasure on his face, looking at the jade ruler, his eyes gradually showed a look of remembrance, Su Chen saw this, a little puzzled, but he didn't bother, but took the travelogue that Meng Qishan gave him and looked at it with all his attention.

There are hundreds of pages of travelogue, Su Chen opened it, and saw that each page was written in dense small characters, although the handwriting was small, but it was very charming, and the stroke by stroke was just right, Su Chen was a person who read, and he naturally had a lot of research on calligraphy, in his opinion, the calligraphy on this travelogue has reached the point of perfection, and it is not impossible to reach this realm if it is not immersed in calligraphy for decades.

Moreover, each word is written so small, which tests the writer's control of pen and ink even more, and the words on the travelogue are not as strong and powerful as the wild man, but like the girl in the town singing gracefully and long.

Words are like people, looking at these words, Su Chen felt that looking at a gentleman who was as gentle as jade, the travelogue was written in the first tone, as if the owner of the travelogue told it himself.

Su Chen was overjoyed and looked forward to the travelogue a little more, "What Brother Meng said is true, this travelogue does have a great effect on me." ”

In the thirteenth year of Tiancheng, Confucianism has gained a little in fifteen years, the words of the sages are all proficient, and the sages have memorized the classics like a stream, but the heart is extremely confused, and the east is the hometown of the sage, so he decided to go to the east to study......

After reading the first paragraph of the travelogue, Su Chen secretly spoke, "The owner of this travelogue seems to be the same as me, and there are many confusions about the study of saints, and if you want to figure these out, you must go to Dongtu." ”

Su Chen was interested, and continued to look down, the master of the travelogue was originally a scholar of Zhongzhou Yifan, who studied in the academy for more than ten years, and won the first place in the scientific examination that year, and once became famous, the whole country knew it.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to win the first place in the scientific examination with just one piece of needle and disadvantages, and I didn't expect that I could step into the imperial court with this false name alone, which is not the study of a saint in my heart. ”

"I heard that the Dongtu Sacred Monastery once stipulated that those who took the first test in other academies could go to the Dongtu Sacred Monastery to continue their practice, and the academy could not find the learning of the saint in my heart, so I decided to travel to the Eastern Soil to seek answers ......."

Su Chen's mind was completely attracted by the travelogue, and when he saw a place similar to himself, his eyes were even a little moist, Meng Qishan looked at Su Chen silently from the side, his eyes were full of nostalgia.

The teahouse is still very lively, the chatter between the business travelers has never stopped, no one has heard the young man talking to himself, and the young man next to the young man who is attracted by a travelogue, and no one notices that there seems to be dark clouds condensing in the northern sky......