In the valley.

The vegetation is lush, just like a virgin forest.

The ivy as thick as an arm hangs on a tree more than ten feet high, bursting with the power of life...

The surrounding trees cover the sky and the sun.

Under the big tree.

Zhang Zheng bowed respectfully and performed discipleship ceremony to Feng Qingyan.

At this moment, Lian Li, Dalang, Du Qing and others finally woke up from the music and were looking around in confusion.

"this……"

The elegant old man opened his mouth, what is going on? Why did he come to a dense forest for no reason?

"What is this place?"

Some scholars couldn't help but say that they couldn't recognize Aries Valley at all.

"have no idea……"

Another scholar shook his head, his face full of doubts, and he couldn't help but said: "Elder brother, what's going on? I remember that we were listening to Mr. Feng's piano music before. Why did we suddenly come here?

"

"The vegetation here is lush and there are no human traces..."

"Strange."

"However, the air here is very fresh and makes people feel comfortable..."

While everyone was astonished, many people were a little panicked because they had arrived in a strange place out of nowhere.

How to prevent them from being afraid and worried?

When they saw that the teacher and Mr. Feng were both there, they felt a little relieved.

"Teacher, what's going on?" An impatient student asked quickly, "What exactly happened? How did we come here suddenly? Where is this place?"

"Mr. Feng, does he know what's going on?"

"I remember that we were listening to Mr. Feng playing the piano before, but after waking up from the music, we appeared here."

Many students came to Zhang Zheng and Mr. Feng, wondering what was going on.

"This is still Aries Valley..."

Zhang Zheng turned around and looked at his students and said, understanding the shock and confusion in their hearts. In fact, he only vaguely understood, and was not very clear about the situation in front of him. He probably guessed that the changes in Aries Valley were related to the sound of the piano...

…

It seems that the sound of the piano contains the majestic power of life.

"Or Aries Valley?"

"What's the meaning?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and couldn't understand it for a moment. But soon, they understood it, and everyone was stunned and didn't believe it...

"Aries Valley?"

"This is Aries Valley? How is this possible?"

"How can this place, a primeval forest with no human traces at all, be the White Sheep Valley? Teacher, this big tree is at least several hundred years old."

A scholar pointed to a big tree not far away.

"Yes, how could this be Aries Valley?"

There were also scholars who echoed this.

"Zizhi, is this Baiyang Valley?"

At this time, even the elegant old man was stunned, but the surrounding vegetation was too dense, making it impossible for them to see the surrounding situation.

but.

Even if you can see your surroundings, the surrounding vegetation has changed dramatically.

Still unrecognizable.

"This is indeed the Valley of the White Sheep."

Zhang Zheng said seriously, looking around with the same curiosity and surprise, he really couldn't identify it, "As for why Aries Valley became like this, there are dense forests and giant vines everywhere. It's because the teacher played a song."

Zhang Zheng looked at the vegetation around him and continued: "The teacher's piano music contains the majestic power of life, which makes the vegetation in the valley grow wildly..."

Lian Li: "..."

Dalang: "..."

Du Qing: "..."

Everyone: "..."

teacher?

Teacher what does this mean?

The only one who played just now was Mr. Feng. The teacher called Mr. Feng teacher?

Although sir also means teacher, generally speaking, only those who become disciples are called teachers...

Such as them.

They worshiped at Baiyangdong Academy and Zhang's Thatched Cottage, that is, they worshiped under Zhang Zhengmen, so they were called teachers.

And when a teacher calls Mr. Feng “teacher”, doesn’t it mean that he has become a disciple of Mr. Feng?

How virtuous and capable is Mr. Feng, so that a generation of great scholars who are famous all over the world can worship him? And how old is he?

Young man, how noble are you?

Can you bear it? Are you not afraid of losing your life? What qualifications do you have to have a generation of great scholars who are famous all over the world worship you as their teacher?

This made everyone lose their minds.

Even Lian Li was a little stuck there.

Although he has already experienced Feng Qingyan's talents and knowledge, he is indeed profound and few people in the world can match him.

but.

Their seniority is there.

Moreover, they are all famous all over the world, with senior qualifications and qualifications. Even if the emperor sees him, he has to call him sir...

They were all shocked by the "teacher" and did not pay too much attention to the power of life contained in the sound of the piano.

However, someone soon realized that it was Dalang...

Is it because of the sound of the piano?

Dalang was stunned for a moment, as if he was about to understand something, but he couldn't grasp it for a while.

"Zizhi, what are you doing?"

Lian Li said with some doubts, then his eyes fell on Feng Qingyan.

"Zheng, I have accepted Mr. Feng as my teacher, and I will be Mr. Feng's disciple from now on." Zhang Zheng said with a calm smile, he had become even younger.

If it was originally created by a ray of creation, it has become what it has been for thirty or forty years.

So now I am in my early thirties.

Very young.

However, although he looks young, his words and deeds are still very calm and mature, and he is no different from an old man.

"this……"

Lian Li was stunned, shocked and confused.

Even if Mr. Feng has learned a lot and even surpassed Zhang Zheng, there is still no need to become a disciple.

Du Qing and other students from Baiyangdong Academy were completely stunned.

The teacher has already accepted Mr. Feng as his teacher?

They couldn't figure out why the teacher, who was a master-level figure in Zhao Guowen's literary movement, could accept Mr. Feng as his teacher.

After all, Mr. Feng is too young.

He has no status in the literary world, and no one in the world knows him at all...

Half a moment.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses.

"Teacher, this, this..."

There are scholars who don’t know what to say for a moment and find it hard to accept.
To be continued...