Haozheng Continent, one of the four continents in the world, has a rich literary atmosphere that permeates the sky.

In a place of beautiful mountains and rivers, full of aura, it can be regarded as a fairy mansion, in the vast continent where the smoke of war is raging today, it is not at all that such a quiet place can be called a paradise.

Kun Yan said: "This is the place where Mr. gave lectures back then, and this place is also the ancestral home of the Bai family!"

Looking at the place that Kun Jun was pointing to, several mountains in succession, Bai Chuan was also dumbfounded, "The old man is a landowner, and he actually has his own mountain gate!"

The place where the heart saint Bai Ren gave lectures was also the place where Bai Ren attained the Tao, and the rich atmosphere here was even a little stronger than that of the Confucian academy.

Xie Anshi, who has been taking care of the Bai family's ancestral home, laughed when he heard this, "Mr. was a hairpin for generations, and the Bai family has always been a prosperous line in Haozheng Dazhou, since Mr. got the Tao, the Bai family is also a big family in Haozheng Dazhou, in addition to your lineage, there are many relatives and descendants of your Bai family in Haozheng Dazhou." ”

Bai Chuan suddenly heard that the old man was only the third generation of his vein, and the Bai clan people who were separated did not know how many generations had been passed down in Haozheng Dazhou, and he had become an ancestor of the clan at a young age.

Cao Guanru, who was disabled, has not been able to recover from his injuries, and is in a wheelchair, wandering alone in front of a house, full of emotion.

Kun Yan sighed: "Thinking about the time when I was doing studies under Mr. Seat, the line of mind and science at that time had not yet occupied a cultural vein in Confucianism, and there were not many disciples, and the big guys were crowded in that small room to listen to Mr. lectures, so I miss that time." ”

Xie Anshi said with a smile on the side: "Lao Kun, don't add gold to your face, we didn't even have a seat at that time, so we could only find a corner outside the house to sit and listen to Mr. Lecture, I'm afraid that even the status of a student was brought to me by myself." ”

Speaking of the past, Kun Wei also smiled bitterly, the heart is a saint, and there are only four disciples who can get the inheritance of Mr., Zhao Jing, who is unparalleled in the country, Cao Guanru, who has the highest sword energy, Gui Yuan, who was born in the demon clan, and Qu Dongguan, the head of Tianxin Academy who has not long been sainted, he Kun Lu and Xie Anshi are just admiring Mr. 's knowledge, at most they are only registered students.

Kun Yan said: "When the heart and learning are at the peak of the world, there are not a few students, Xie Shishi, we have calculated it, we can go from Mr.'s knowledge to the present, and there are only a few of our classmates left." ”

Xie Anshi nodded and smiled bitterly, "Yes, when Mr. was at his most beautiful, why were there tens of thousands of students, and now those who still insist on learning from the heart are just a few of our old bones." ”

Not far away, Yu Ya has started to build a hut for himself, speaking of Yu Ya and several disciples of the heart of the saint are familiar with each other, I heard Kun Wei mention, when everyone was still studying, this Yu Ya often came to visit the door, at that time everyone did not know that Yu Ya was a person of the line of the Wen Sheng, they all felt strange that this person who did not learn and did not know how to laugh and scold and scold the debauchery all day long and often came here to play, but Mr. has always been kind and Yan Yuese has never been harshly reprimanded, compared to them these registered students who can not enter the room are scolded by Mr. from time to time, Yu Ya has lived too much here。

Kun sighed and said: "With the prestige of Mr. back then, it was enough to establish a Confucian college to promote the study of the mind, but Mr. has never had this idea, saying that the world is the same as learning, and there should be no distinction between the door and the lineage, this matter was shelved, which led to the change of Mr. Later, the hearts of our people who are in the same line of mind and learning were scattered, and many of the classmates and brothers have switched to other schools, Xiaochuan, you will live here in the future, and it can be regarded as setting up a mountain for Mr.

Xie Anshi nodded again and again, "Mr. went to Xintiandi, it is estimated that there will be few opportunities to return to the world, Xiaochuan, you have to inherit Mr.'s knowledge." ”

Kun Yan shook his head and said: "It's not inheritance, what Mr. means is to let Xiaochuan carry on the past and forge ahead into the future, abandon the old Confucian obsession and take a new way out." ”

"Yes, yes, that's right. ”

Bai Chuan smiled bitterly: "Two senior brothers, I am a sword player, what are you talking about to establish a school lineage." ”

Kun Yu smiled: " Some burdens have fallen on your shoulders, and you are always asked to carry them, fortunately, you recovered from your injuries in Dingjun Mountain, and now you are also a great sword immortal in the upper three realms, with the ability to protect yourself, there is no need to worry about the creation of the school lineage, Mr. means to let you travel more in the world and precipitate, this side will be handed over to Xie Shi to take care of, he, he likes to study these the most, this mountain will be handed over to him, Xiaochuan, take the sword to the world to walk more, read thousands of books is better than travel thousands of miles, take the classic history books of the sages all day long, but you can't do university asking. ”

Bai Chuan scratched his head in shame, "Senior brother, I'm afraid it's difficult for Xiao Chuan to do it." ”

At this time, Cao Guanru pushed the wheelchair over and said with a smile: "Xiaochuan, Confucian people should have a heart for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a heart for the saints, and a peaceful mind for all generations, since they have learned the sword, the sword in their hands should be born for the common people in the world!"

"Yes, big brother!"

Yu Ya, who was busy over there, laughed and said: "Xiao Cao, don't give your set to this kid, why do you still think that people can't follow your back path, little white face, listen to what the brother will say to you, first make a sword for yourself, and then have the ability to think about the common people in this world, no one owes anyone!"

After speaking, he continued to bury his head in the big matter of building a house, but Cao Guanru did not refute Yu Ya's words, yes, Confucian people do not owe the truth of this world, Confucianism has paid a lot of effort for this world, but how the world treats Confucianism now, it is cold.

Kun Yan and Xie Anshi looked at each other and nodded, "Xiaochuan, Yu Ya is right, don't be in a hurry, just do what you think you should do, don't worry about Confucianism, at least there are still a few old bones to support it." ”

Bai Chuan smiled slightly, "Thank you for a few senior brothers." ”

The ancestral house of the Bai family is a bamboo building built of bamboo, these bamboos are said to be the bamboo of the immortal family in the sky of the Zhuhai Cave, which itself is the existence of a spirit between heaven and earth, and the several mountains where the ancestral house of the Bai family is located are full of aura, no matter how many years have passed, there is no old appearance at all.

Bai Chuan waved his hand, "In the future, we will settle here, and we will each pick a place in the middle of each other, and we will set up a mountain here." ”

Yu Maomao and Xueluo The two girls were excited, shouting and running to pick a place to fit their eyes, Nangong Xiuxi followed behind the two crazy girls, and the girls ran all over the mountains.

Shirakawa turned his head and glanced at the easternmost side.

The distant place that can't be returned to is my hometown!

The peach blossom alley full of peach blossoms, and buried the acacia in the bottom of my heart.