Out of the treasure house, Hebo is not rigid, and takes Zhang Yixian to introduce the scenery here one by one in the direction of the palace, and after a circle, the entire Hebo Palace also has a general image in Zhang Yixian's heart, when passing by a palace corner, he suddenly found that there are still a few sporadic busy human women here, who are not very old, only fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Why are there still some human women living in Hebo's palace?" Zhang Yixian was a little puzzled, and he didn't shy away from it in his heart, so he asked directly.

Those human beings thought that the sacrifice to our water gods was not enough, and in addition to ordinary pigs, cattle and sheep, they also used handsome mortal women to sacrifice, so that there were mortal women, but how did they know that the drought in the world was destined by God, and this calamity was also promised by God, so no matter how much they sacrificed, it was in vain. He Bo spoke, and his eyes touched the human women while explaining, and there was a hint of indifference in his eyes.

And when the human women saw the two "immortals" dressed in brocade looking here, they couldn't help but kneel down in this direction, with a panicked look on their faces.

For them, all the creatures in this palace are high gods, if it weren't for the fact that they nominally belong to Hebo, then they wouldn't be able to live until now, even so, there are many people who covet their innocence and want to treat them as meat, all they can do is kneel on their knees when someone notices them, and pray for a way to live.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yixian's heart was very uncomfortable, and an indescribable emotion arose spontaneously, and his eyes couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Then, Hebo also smiled, it seemed that there was nothing special, and the two walked out one after the other.

After going around the palace, Hebo took Zhang Yixian out of a palace gate from the side gate, and the water tribes he met along the way would want to salute the two, even if he was born ugly, he was very polite, Zhang Yixian was very strange, because he saw some gorgeously dressed water tribes actually holding a family of books in their hands, and occasionally they could discuss it with their peers.

"Lord Hebo, is it possible that there is still a teacher under the rivers and seas?" Zhang Yixian was a little puzzled, but Hebo was not surprised.

"This water tribe is the same as human beings, they are not born to know, don't look at my dragon palace is small, but all the water tribes add up to more than 100,000, just take the Yaksha generals under me, their descendants also have to know some knowledge, not to mention, my dragon clan is rich all over the world, if you don't even have this bit of knowledge, then what kind of heaven and earth clan." ”

"This Dragon Palace is still small, it seems that people are really worse than people. After Zhang Yixian heard this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and his dilapidated City God Temple suddenly appeared in his mind for no reason, compared with this Dragon Palace, he felt that he could only be regarded as a kennel.

Seeing his bitter face, Hebo knew what was going on, and comforted him, but continued to continue the topic just now: "I know that you were also a human before, but now you are a god, but don't think that if you become a god, you can underestimate some great Confucianism and even great power among human beings. They may not be as good as us in terms of cultivation, identity, and status, but their perception of the Tao is definitely more powerful than that of many gods, and they also have the ability to become immortals. ”

He Bo said it seemingly casually, Zhang Yixian's heart moved, since he came to this world, he had not seen such a character in the past few months, besides, he believed that He Bo would not use such a thing to coax himself.

"It seems that neither humans nor gods in this world are simple, and as the children of luck in the whole heaven and earth, how can human beings appear weak? Zhang Yixian said secretly in his heart, looking at Hebo's back, Zhang Yixian still didn't understand why he wanted to talk so much to himself, and with the contact just now, Hebo seemed to really teach himself as a beloved junior, as long as he asked, he almost didn't shy away from it.

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much?" Zhang Yixian still felt a little strange in his heart, this feeling was indescribable, but it always haunted his heart.

But looking back, Hebo's attitude towards himself seems to be a little too good, first giving away treasures, and then explaining some secrets for himself, even when it comes to the problems of cultivation perception, he is not shy about it, but so far, Zhang Yixian has never found that he has something on his body.

"If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, so why bother with it. ”

Zhang Yixian's brows relaxed, followed Hebo's steps, and walked towards the place where the water tribe studied.

Along the way, there are no less than hundreds of water tribes encountered, each water tribe has more or less a book in their hands, and occasionally you can see two or three water tribe men and women discussing knowledge together, if it weren't for the strange style of study in front of him, Zhang Yixian even doubted whether he had returned to the university campus.

Along the way, you pass through a circular archway, then go straight inside, and finally stop in front of a building that resembles a college.

Looking around, Zhang Yixian has never seen so many studious water tribes, under the hall, the number of people is not less than fifty, above the lecture hall, an old Confucian student about sixty years old holds a ring ruler in his hand, holds a book in one hand, occasionally points out a sage in the book, randomly selects a water tribe to answer, and then closes his eyes and listens.

Zhang Yixian is really curious, this water tribe actually learns human knowledge and culture, and also learns human etiquette appreciation.

Although the old Confucian Zhang Yixian in the hall in front of him did not know his name, but he listened for a while, although the old Confucian student's way of teaching knowledge was rigorous, but it also followed the sage's concept of "teaching without class".

"This is ......" Zhang Yixian was a little dumbfounded, this scene was too shocking.

"This virtuous man must have heard of Chenghuang in the world, he is Zhang Chang, a wise man of Wanping, and I invited him to come to solve his doubts with the technique of dreaming. ”

Seeing Zhang Yixian's face showing shock, Hebo opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't expect that his words made Zhang Yixian even more shocked.

He still knows Zhang Chang, in his previous life, there was a TV series about Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang fighting the world, and there was a person who was portrayed based on him.

And this Zhang Chang not only did the Yuan court's household book, even in the Ming Dynasty, he was also the governor of the Ming Dynasty, if it wasn't for his heart to the Yuan court, he would not have been killed by Ming Taizu, and this person's knowledge, bottom-up, and cultural skills can be described as profound. The most important thing is that his ancestral home is Wanping, which should be far away from Yingtian.

"It seems that the water tribe is very clear about the affairs of the world, whether it is a celebrity or a virtuous person, or a separatist force from all sides, it seems that there is also the shadow of the gods behind the chaos in the world. ”