Xiao Yi was stunned for a while before he collected his mood and headed towards Kyushu.

Because Ming Ran's death has not yet been determined, there is no real person of Changjing to protect him, so he rashly went to Yuzhou to join the Taoist family, and he is likely to fall into the net. I still had concerns in my heart, and I didn't know whether it was right or wrong to go to the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference, so I gave up flying in the sky and trekking on foot. First, think carefully about your future plans, and second, it can be regarded as realizing the Dao Fa.

The mountains are not high, but there are no roads in the mountains, and they are damp and muddy, which is very difficult to walk.

However, Xiao Yi remembered the fat chef and realized it all the way, but he didn't feel unbearable.

After three days of walking like this, I finally came across a village. When I went to the village to ask, I learned that this place is the junction of Yangzhou and Jingzhou, and now it is the end of the Jiazi year, and there are less than two months before the Hundred Schools of Taoism Conference.

He sighed in his heart, feeling extremely conflicted. For Taoists, it is natural to preach the scriptures and promote the Tao, but to compete for the ranking of hundreds of schools of thought on the Tao itself violates the Tao. This is precisely the reason why he is reluctant to go to the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference.

However, Jingshu's last words deeply affected him. Thinking back to Jingshu's expression at that time, there was a kind of uncontrollable ecstasy. Although he doesn't like to fight with people, in front of Jingshu, no matter what heaven and nature, he has long been left behind. It's just because my heart is already in turmoil.

Although he has not yet made up his mind to participate in the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference, the direction he is going in is directed at Yuzhou.

He is not slow on his feet, and he can travel more than 300 miles in a day. After five or six days of doing this, he has penetrated deep into the land of Kyushu.

But seeing the mountains full of tender green, flowers, the air exudes a faint fragrance of flowers, refreshing people's hearts, refreshing and pleasant.

Xiao Yi looked at the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If you can die here." What a wonderful thing it must be!"

He is not yet 20 years old, but he has been involved in the world since he was a child, and his mind is precocious. I had an idea that didn't match my age.

At this moment, I heard someone chanting in the mountains: "The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses." Ask you, how can you be? Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning. There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it. ”

Xiao Yi listened attentively and felt that this poetry was far-reaching, otherworldly, and desirable. He said to himself: "How can there be such an elegant person in such a country. At the moment, I hurried to follow the sound.

At this time, his soul cultivation has risen greatly, as long as he uses the realm of heaven and man to let go of his divine sense to investigate, there is nothing he knows within a radius of hundreds of miles. However, he was for the sake of realization. He is like a mortal man, and he moves forward with all his feet.

Turn around a hill. But I saw a flower garden on the hillside, and a man dressed as an ordinary person was repairing flower branches, and he still sang: "The people's livelihood is diligent, and diligence is not scarce." The banquet is peaceful and easy, and the year is twilight! Hunger and cold. Gu Erlilie, can you not be ashamed?"

Listen to his accent, and the poem just now also comes from his mouth.

Xiao Yiton was surprised, remembering that the farmers he saw when he was a child were all vulgar people. How can it be so elegant. I had the heart of making friends in my heart, and after listening to his singing, I clapped my hands and praised: "What a 'Gu Erlie, can you not be ashamed'!"

The flower farmer was taken aback, looked Xiao Yi up and down, and wondered, "Where did the little brother come from?"

Xiao Yi changed into the clothes of the people as early as when he entered Liangzhou, but Liangzhou is thousands of miles away, the folk customs and customs are different, and the clothes are also different, no wonder this flower farmer is surprised.

Xiao Yi had to lie: "I was originally a person from the Jingliang border, and I wanted to go to Yangzhou to join my relatives, but I got lost in the mountains, and when I heard my eldest brother's beautiful poem, I was attracted to it." ”

The flower farmer was a loyal man, and he did not doubt him, so he smiled and said, "On a whim, I will sing two lines, which will make you, a foreigner, laugh." ”

Xiao Yi asked, "This poem was written by the eldest brother?"

The flower farmer hurriedly waved his hand and said: "My brother is sarcastic to me, how can I, an old farmer in the countryside, make such elegant poems." This is a poem that has been passed down from generation to generation in our farm, and it is said that it was written by Mr. Goyanagi, the ancestor of the farmer, and has been sung since ancient times. Anyone who is a child of a peasant family can sing a few songs. ”

Xiao Yi was surprised: "Farmer's son?" When he left Tianmai Mountain, he had heard Changyang Zhenren mention the farmer's family, but the farmer's family did not win a place in Kyushu, and his reputation was not obvious. It's just that what surprised him was that in his imagination, the farmer should be some mountain farmer, and he didn't expect that there would be such an elegant inheritance.

But when he saw that the flower farmer was busy pruning the branches, he could not bother him any longer, so he went straight north.

Seeing this, the flower farmer suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Is the little brother going north?"

Xiao Yi nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

The flower farmer said: "I advise you to enter Yangzhou eastward first, and it is better to bypass this mountain forest." ”

Xiao Yiqi said: "Is there any danger in the mountains and forests ahead?"

The flower farmer said: "More than fifty miles ahead, there is a hundred flower valley, rich in all kinds of medicinal materials. In the past, the villagers often went to the valley to pick some medicinal herbs, in the past ten years, there were suddenly some ghostly things in the valley of flowers, and those who went into the valley to collect medicine either lost their traces, or were trapped for more than ten days, and after a long time, people did not dare to enter the valley again. The Valley of Hundred Flowers is due north, so I advise you to take a detour. ”

Xiao Yi listened, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you big brother for reminding me, I can save it." ”

Bidding farewell to the flower farmer, he did not change his direction, and still went north. Now, his cultivation is not weak, how can he sit idly by and ignore such things that infringe on the villagers.

After walking for another three or five miles, I suddenly heard someone singing in the mountains: "Plant beans in the south of the mountain, and the grass is full of beans and seedlings." Morningside is desolate, and returns with the moon and lotus. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew stains my clothes. It is not a pity to stain the clothes, but the wish is not violated. ”

Xiao Yi was amazed, and said to himself: "These peasant disciples are far away from disputes between right and wrong and enjoy the pastoral life, which is enviable. But when he saw that the singer was hoeing in the field, and was still a full peasant, he stopped bothering and passed by quietly.

By this time, his view of the peasant family had changed considerably, but he thought, "The peasant family that is considered vulgar also has such shocking words." There are hundreds of schools of thought, all-encompassing, and I don't know how much wisdom of our ancestors has been accumulated. In the future, I should do more to understand and learn more. ”

Whenever he heard the song in the mountains, Xiao Yi stopped to listen, and along the way, he listened to a lot of pastoral poems. I just feel that the artistic conception in the song is far-reaching, desirable, and quite inspiring, which is really beneficial.

I didn't say anything all the way, and I walked about fifty miles, but I saw a big mountain in front of me. Compared with the peaks of millions of mountains, this mountain is really not a "big" word, but in such a hilly area, it seems very abrupt.

There is a deep valley at the bottom of the mountain, and the sky above is full of clouds and mist, and it is difficult to see the situation in the valley. The breeze is coming, but there is a strong medicinal fragrance in the wind, it should be the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

Xiao Yi said: "If you can do something good for a hundred schools, it will not be in vain to cultivate this body." Then he went to the Valley of Hundred Flowers. (To be continued.) )