In the early morning of the next day, the rooster is still crowing, He Ping has already embarked on the road to the town school, the plan of the day lies in the morning, when people first wake up is the most energetic time, whether it is reading or doing other things at this moment, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

Although the sky is just hazy, the people of Shaoyang Town are also bustling, with the sound of selling, talking, horses' hooves, laughter, and reading one after another.

Qian Fuzi is testing the students' revision one by one, and yesterday's arrangement was to go back to review the first two chapters of "The Mean".

"The Mean" He Ping naturally knew it by heart, and when the master asked, he naturally quickly said, "Don't see it, don't show it." Therefore, the gentleman is cautious and "recited, Qian Fuzi looked smiling and groaning, Xu was very appreciative of He Ping, but He Ping's mind was no longer here.

He suddenly found that the seats in the Tang Temple were empty, and he must know that the Tang Temple had never been late or did not come to the school for no reason before.

When He Ping was stunned, Qian Fuzi had already stepped onto the podium and said with a smile, "All students are diligent in learning, I am very relieved, and I will study the last two chapters of "The Mean" today. ”

The master opened the handout, and suddenly remembered something, paused for a moment and said, "Tang Temple classmates have no longer come to the school since then because of something at home. ”

"Is there something going on at home? Could it be that a family member has died?"

"Earlier today, I saw Tang Temple going out of the city with my bags on my back, and I don't know what to do. ”

"Did you go on a study tour?"

"Study tours? ”

"I'm going to learn the Tao. ”

Fortunately, there was an informed student, Xu Ming, who interrupted everyone's whispering.

"Learn the Dao?" He Ping was shocked and eagerly waited for Xu Ming's next words.

"I went to learn the Tao, I went to Qingshui Mountain, but how can this person in Tang Temple have the fate of cultivating the Tao, most of them came back after a year and a half of doing chores under the mountain, and they didn't study and ran to learn the Tao, which is really stupid!"

"Is learning the Tao to be an immortal?"

"When you are an immortal, you don't have knowledge, you learn the Tao is to learn the Tao, and you are a Taoist. ”

"I remember, my grandfather once said that there are indeed immortals on Qingshui Mountain......

The discussion of the students was interrupted by the scolding of Qian Fuzi, the matter of immortals was obviously too far away from them, even if they were surprised, it was impossible for anyone to be like Tang Temple, regardless of their studies, to go to Qingshui Mountain to explore the ethereal immortal fate without a trace.

He Ping was silent, and irritably flipped through an old book "The Mean" in his hand. Written full of annotations by predecessors, this book has been handed by many people, and He Ping bought it at a low price in a remote bookstall.

At the moment, his mind was buzzing with the words of his classmates, immortals, and learning the Tao echoed in his mind, and immortals were also transformed from mortals?

After the hall, He Ping immediately went to find Xu Ming, who was packing up his books and preparing to go home.

Xu Ming's family also lives in the town, and he is the son-in-law of Xu's grain store in Shaoyang, and his family is wealthy, and his family originally wanted to send Xu Ming to study in a private school in a larger place, but then he didn't know what happened, so he stayed in Shaoyang, and he had a lot of communication with Tang Temple on weekdays, so it was reasonable for him to know the news of Tang Temple.

"Brother Xu Ming, dare to ask if what you said today is true?" He Ping's age made it difficult for him to hide his thoughts, and he asked anxiously.

"Oh, isn't it that you are also interested in learning the Tao?" Although Xu Ming acted without being arrogant, he was also quite arrogant in his speech, and he said casually, "Tang Temple has indeed gone to Qingshui Mountain, I think I should go and pick a year and a half to carry water and come back." ”

"It's stupid. When he was born, his family must have asked someone to test it, if he had the slightest qualification suitable for cultivating the Dao, how could he have only been able to go to Qingshui Mountain until now? Don't say it's him, why don't I want to learn the Dao, but the immortals are separated, and if there is no qualification, there is no qualification, so what's the use? It's just a waste of energy. As he spoke, Xu Ming had already walked to the door of the school, and a voice came from afar, "You don't want to go to Qingshui Mountain too, do you? I would like to advise you, there are very few people with cultivation qualifications, not to mention that the distance to Qingshui Mountain is far away, where do you get the money?

Although Xu Ming's words were ugly, they were indeed very realistic, and He Ping also learned the exact news of cultivation from Xu Ming's mouth, it turned out that children with a little family background would be tested by someone when they were born, but anyone with cultivation qualifications would be sent to practice.

He Ping didn't know if he had been tested, but in the past ten years, Shaoyang Town had rarely heard of anyone who could cultivate, and he didn't think he had the kind of blessing to be able to go to cultivate.

He Ping sighed in his heart and no longer said a word about this matter.

Today, He Ping did not go to the bookstore, but went to Shaoyang Mountain alone to find a medicinal herb. On Shaoyang Mountain, some medicinal materials called Shiquan Flower will grow every June, Shiquan Flower stops bleeding, disperses stasis, fixes pain, is a rare wounded medicinal material, a plant can often be sold in Shaoyang's pharmacy for one or two dollars of silver, but although this medicine is distributed in Shaoyang Mountain, it is very rare and difficult to find.

He Ping took advantage of the drizzle and dived into the mountains and forests.

He Ping's search for Shiquan flowers is not blindly searching, he played in Shaoyang Mountain when he was young, once did not enter a barren valley, there is this kind of Shiquan flower in the valley, but when he was young, he did not know its preciousness, and then a little older to understand this thing, so he came to pick a few plants every year, but did not finish picking, leaving a part of the next year can be picked again.

Shaoyang Mountain has rarely heard of large beasts, although there are poisonous snakes but not many, generally do not hurt people, so it is safe to walk in the mountains and forests.

The trees exude an indescribable woody fragrance in the rain, and water droplets slip from between the leaves, accidentally dripping on He Ping's body, which adds a bit of coolness to the early summer of June.

On a gray day, such an afternoon seemed a little unusual, and He Ping faintly heard a roar, as if it was some kind of beast.

He Ping quickened his pace, he didn't want to play with these beasts in the forest.

The more he walked into the forest, the more unusual it became, the birds and beasts were running rapidly in the forest as if they were fleeing for their lives, He Ping was shocked, and immediately stopped, wanting to turn around and leave, but at this time it seemed to be too late.

was stunned, the wind whistled in an instant, the rain seemed to be exerted by the wind infinitely powerful, hitting He Ping's face, smashing painfully, and at the same time, a half-human boulder fragment also smashed to He Ping's side at great speed, and the muffled sound of the impact with the land hit He Ping's heart, and even hit the dust raging, He Ping couldn't stand still, and fell backwards.

At this moment, a deafening tiger roar came from the front, followed by an equally huge bear roar, He Ping had already been shocked into a cold sweat, at this time he raised his head and fixed his eyes, it was two giant beasts fighting!