Gaoyang has been a land of a high country since ancient times. It has experienced prosperity and prosperity and turbulent times. From Dapan and the two dynasties of the Great Zhou Dynasty divided the counties and counties here and called Gaoyang County. After the Great Zhou Dynasty established the world, the Zhou Emperor Kong Huai even established the palace imperial city here, intending to set it up as the capital.

Gaoyang is close to the highest mountain in the southeast. Although it is not as famous as the imperial tomb of the Great Zhou ancestral land, Dongyang Mountain is not as famous as the imperial tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty. There are no myths, legends and ancient ruins left in the world, nor is it the place where Emperor Dongyang shows his miracles.

However, this mountain is steep and sharp, with rugged rocks. Every day when the moon rises, you can see a silver moon rising from behind the mountain. The rugged and steep mountains and bright moon shine together. A waterfall remains from the mountain, like the Milky Way falling straight to the sky, gathering into a river through the plain and passing through the center of Gaoyang County.

This beautiful scenery attracted many famous scholars and literati here. Gaoyang is also the place where the old Shangxian Academy is located. The literary style is prosperous. One by one, the scholars left behind poems and articles that have passed down from generation to generation at the foot of this mountain.

Today, the city of Gaoyang County was very lively. A lantern festival of Confucian Temple was held in the city. The city was full of lights, surpassing the stars in the sky.

Before the Confucian Temple, the lantern festival was noisy. Only at this time can men and women come out to join in the fun regardless of secular etiquette. Students and disciples from various academies and academies also show their talents here, comment on the affairs of the court, and sing the spring flowers, snow and moon.

In the evening, a man who looked a little lazy, wearing a white dress and carrying a white porcelain wine pot also walked into the county town of Gaoyang County. He looked like a disciple of the Academy, but he had a hint of out-of-world aura.

The crowd was surging, constantly passing by Fang Xiu. Some couples were walking by, some students were swimming together, and some children were holding up the windmill and chasing and laughing.

Fang Xiu raised his head and looked at Gaoyang City, which was full of flowers: "How many years have you been here?"

The last time Fang Xiu appeared here was because the fifth saint of the academy he selected, Tang Li, came here. At that time, the Warring States Period and the Great Pan was not yet established, it was still the ancient capital of Gaoguo. He drove the carriage to bring the still young saint Tang Li, the true king of Nanhua Gaicang and Fuhou into the city. He looked at the prince's court, and the two evil dragons fought against each other.

The fireworks rushed into the sky in clusters, exploded and spread out, causing the lantern festival. On the bridge, the people in the boat made a scream of amazement and cheers. Many couples and men and women accompanied each other, and the grand scene of the fireworks reflected in their eyes.

"It's really a prosperous era!"

It was not easy to see such a scene in ancient times. Just like in the Great Huan and the Warring States Period, the city would be dark as soon as it entered the night. Every household was pressing for the family, with a hundred ghosts and monsters rampant, reincarnation was uncertain, life and death were inevitable, and the yin and yang realms seemed to have no boundaries, let alone demons and monsters surround the earth.

Most of the immortal sects live in the mountains and do not come out, and even many evil witches sacrifice themselves take advantage of this situation of hundreds of ghosts walking at night to practice evil magic.

It was not until the earth gradually spread all over the land, suppressing reincarnation, dividing life and death, and the disciples of the Academy became officials and clearing away the ghosts and monsters in the world that the territory of the Dongzhou people stabilized. Now the Great Zhou mastered the secret techniques of the Heavenly Court, with the Shendu and the Shenwu army suppressed the world, and could see the prosperity and stability of all parts of the world.

This may not be a spiritual land that belongs to gods and monks, but for ordinary mortals, it is the best era, and it is also an era full of opportunities for mortals. Everything in the world is no longer entirely controlled by immortal sects and aristocratic families, and mortals are no longer ants at will and pigs and dogs placed on the table.

Fang Xiu looked at the people in the city, and the soldiers patrolling the county city also had traces of practicing martial arts. Among them, one or two geniuses who practice martial arts might appear, and some great figures appeared, entering the Shendu and Shenwu armies, and mastering martial arts supernatural powers. Before the Great Zhou Dynasty, only disciples of aristocratic families were qualified to practice martial arts, and mortals would always be mortals.

The Great Zhou Dynasty opened the imperial examination, allowing ordinary poor scholars and literati to have the opportunity to become officials. There are countless literati born in the world who practiced with integrity, governed the world, and cleared away the filth.

The Great Zhou suppressed the world and treated the immortal sects and aristocratic families strictly. At the same time, the order of nearly a thousand years was completely broken, allowing countless poor scholars to reach the top, and the lower-level soldiers mastered the martial arts and swept the world.

The riverside was covered with stone slabs and a whole row of willow trees planted. Along the river, you could see many wine shops and flower buildings. Fang Xiu sat down at the door of a wine shop with a flag next to the pier.

The restaurant was opened by an old man and an old woman wearing a short brown jacket with white hair. The eldest son in the kitchen opened the curtain from time to time and shouted to serve the food. There was also a pretty daughter who was responsible for making wine. The business was very popular, and she was busy and had a happy face.

Sitting at the small table under the willow tree on the shore, I ordered a table of food and drinks. The little girl who was making the wine kept talking about how good the wine in her house was. Fang Xiu just shook his white porcelain wine pot.

"I brought wine!"

The little girl was very dissatisfied: "Then the wine is definitely not as good as ours. Our wine is unique in the entire Gaoyang City. Our family sold wine in Gaoyang more than a hundred years ago!"

Fang Xiu nodded: "More than a hundred years ago? Then I must have never tasted it!"

The little girl didn't understand what Fang Xiu meant at all, and immediately said, "Since that's the case, should you taste it or fill your wine pot? I see that you have drunk a lot and will definitely be gone!"

Fang Xiu was stunned after hearing this and looked at the Juntian pot in his hand. How much wine can he fill the pot?

"It's still not necessary. Just give me a jar of wine and then get a bowl!"

The little girl went to drink excitedly. At this time, on the street at night, hundreds of people suddenly passed by rows of people huddled together. The scene suddenly became a mess, and countless people ran over to watch and squeezed into it.

It was a team that came out of the Confucian Temple. Dozens of people were carrying a large chariot, and there were several middle-aged men wearing essay robes in front of them, followed by hundreds of young students.

On the chariot was a clay statue. It was a young man holding a jade slip and wearing a master's robe. When he passed the spacious but crowded avenue, he kept sprinkling special copper coins. Along the way, many children and people went to snatch them.

This is the Wensheng money worshipped in the Confucian Temple. Most of these people will not use it after they get it, but will be worshipped, especially if they have children and scholars at home. According to legend, this can be obtained from Wensheng's protection.

At this time, the girl from the restaurant came back to drink wine. Fang Xiu drank two more sips of wine, and looked even more lazy. He leaned against the table, stretched out his hand from afar, and pointed at the statue of Wen Sheng.

"Hey! Little girl, look at that statue looks like me!"

The little girl was holding a wine pot and a wine bowl, looking at the side face of the person in front of her, and suddenly a blush appeared on her face: "This person is so beautiful!"

All the messy thoughts came up when I saw the man suddenly raise his hand and ask, immediately interrupting her thoughts.

The little girl looked up blankly and saw the statue of god surrounded by thousands of people. She looked at the face of the person in front of her: "Hey~ When I look at it, I suddenly feel that you look exactly the same as the statue of god! But I feel that the statue of god is much more fairy-like than you."

“…”

The girl started to make a mystery: "And you..."

Fang Xiu lowered the wine pot in his hand, tilted his head and asked, "So what about me?"

The little girl who was drinking covered her mouth and chuckled: "Only a smell of alcohol!"

"What are you saying? Maybe I am the saint on the statue of God!"

The little girl spat at Fang Xiu, "That's the saint of the Confucian Temple, at least a thousand years ago. If she was still there, she would definitely be a person like a god. How could it be you!"

"And you don't look much older than me! Look at which academy you should look like you should be. You dare to tease the saints of the Confucian Temple, you will be punished."

At this moment, a large painting boat came through the river in the distance. The bright lights on the boat illuminated the entire ship and the river surface, and layers of halos swept along the shimmering water surface.

It stopped in the middle of the wide river surface, and blended with the Shuwang Mountain. The moonlight blended into one, adding color and splendor to Gaoyang and others.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly came from the boat, but there was a charming smell in the brilliance: "I have seen the True Lord! I never thought that the True Lord had passed by here, so I had never met you."

"I once agreed to Gaoyang City God that I would not go ashore and enter the city easily. Can the True Lord get on the boat for a while?"

This sound passed through hundreds or thousands of meters, but it seemed that it could not be heard in the ears of the people in the winery. The painting boat on the boat could only see a little faint shadow, just like the shadow of the fire when watching the fire from the other side of the river.

After drinking two bowls of wine, Fang Xiu said to the little girl: "It's indeed a good wine!"

After saying that, he carried his wine pot and walked away with him. In just two pieces, his figure disappeared under the moonlight.

The little girl has never seen such a scene. Even in Gaoyang City, she has mastered martial arts and Haoran’s righteousness. She can’t be contacted by her class. For ordinary people, immortals and gods are also a legend.

He looked at the young man in white who was walking away with the light in a daze, thinking about the conversation just now: "No way? Is he really a god?"

The little girl held the wine jar and looked at the statue of Wen Shengshen and music gradually fading away in the distance, as well as the blurred painting boat that she saw in a trance, blinked, but disappeared.
Chapter completed!