Tang Feng turned over indifferently and looked out along the broken window. He saw a gray area between the sky and the raindrops fell from the sky, and bubbles burst out on the already water-filled ground. The bubbles slid downwards along the water, and finally were smashed by the raindrops in the sky.

The raindrops fell on the clusters of bananas outside the window, making a ticking sound, with crispness and different urgency. Watching the rainwater gathering on the green banana leaves, and then a small water line fell on the ground along the drooping trend of the leaves.

He was so angry that he was full of enjoyment on his lazy face, because Tang Feng always believed that the greatest enjoyment of life was: the rain hit the banana leaves and the jade broken, and the half-lying and lazily reading. In his previous life, he specially planted banana trees in his villa and hut, and drove to enjoy it when it rained. Unexpectedly, in this world, he re-enjoyed this tranquility in this small temple.

A pile of red charcoal in the small temple, which was a little dark, still radiating heat, giving the small temple a warm leisure. The ragged Buddha statue in the faint light seemed a little hideous, probably expressing his dissatisfaction with the outsider.

Looking at Tang Yun, who was sitting upright on the side, shaking his lips, he knew that the youngest brother was still chanting the "Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra". As the faint golden light swam outside his body, he could see that the youngest brother had entered the mood of selflessness. A series of faint seven-color lights flashed on the cushion where he sat cross-legged, slowly entering Tang Yun's body.

Tang Yun's heart was full of anxiety because he knew that the safety of their brothers was only protected by themselves, and the master told him to protect his brothers that he had become a responsibility and belief of Tang Yun, so he always thought of strengthening his abilities. He is now in the stable stage of skin training, striving to lay a solid foundation for the next more difficult bone refining.

After more than ten years of forced by the old monk, Tang Feng had developed the good habit of reading, so after finding the dilapidated temple under heavy rain, he settled down and found the broken window to read.

A small sapling came to the book and shone brightly in front of Tang Feng's eyes, but Tang Feng slowly felt heavy eyelids, and he felt lazy and drowsy.

The sound of the temple door being pushed open Tang Feng's eyes, which were almost closed, opened, and looked out along the loophole in the broken window. A young man in Confucian uniform ran towards the lobby quickly with an umbrella.

The door of the hall was pushed over, and the Confucian scholar who was about to come in was stunned for a moment because he found the bonfire in the center of the hall and Tang Yun dressed in a monk sitting on the side. He immediately bowed deeply and said, "The young student encountered rain on the road and wanted to shelter from the rain here. I hope the master can do it for convenience. I wonder if it is possible?"

Tang Yun, who was still immersed in the practice, was motionless, which made the Confucian scholar standing there stunned, standing at the door.

"You little brother, don't be polite, come in quickly. This dilapidated temple is not ours. They are all travelers. What's the convenience?" Tang Feng stood up and walked towards the Confucian scholar at the entrance of the hall. He said while walking: "Stand at the door and be careful that moisture enters the body, it's easy to catch a cold."

When the Confucian scholar saw a handsome and elegant young man coming over, he immediately bowed and said, "Then I thank you brother."

Tang Feng's dress is no longer a monk's dress. In his words, this dress of a monk is simply a sign that a beautiful woman can't get close to. Although he is 12 years old, he doesn't know if the people in this world are developing rapidly. Tang Feng's body has already developed completely. In his words, such a stinky skin is a waste of resources. Despite Tang Yun's firm opposition, he immediately changed his appearance and wigs. He has a handsome man with a tall face and a long-term study and meditation to become a steady and elegant temperament. He appears in front of Tang Yun's stunned.

But Tang Feng never convinced this junior brother who looked tough and masculine, who also changed his decorations. In his words, with the appearance and shape of our brothers, wouldn't it still cause screams from girls all over the world? It's much better than the sissies in the past in the Kanzi country.

But Tang Feng has not shown his charm until now, because they have been walking on the mountain road since they left the city, which made him feel a little disappointed.

The Confucian scholar in front of him looked at Tang Feng and saw that Tang Feng was holding the 'Ziyu' in his hand. He looked at Tang Feng again in surprise. He looked at Tang Feng again with a passionate expression on his face. He bowed deeply and said, "I think brother Tai is also a scholar who went to Yuntai to get a scholar's fame? Brother Liang Xingzhou, we can walk with us all the way."

Is this Confucian scholar a scholar? Tang Feng was shocked because he learned from the materials he read that scholars in this world are fame and fortune. The provincial capital holds exams every spring and autumn, and only dozens of people get the title of scholar each time. The size of a provincial capital is similar to that of Tang Yun’s previous life. Moreover, the examination of scholars in this world is not only about articles but also about martial arts. It can be said that scholars in this world are elites with both civil and military power.

"Hey, this is just right. We brothers are now aimlessly rushing around in this world. We just go with this guy and go to the so-called Yuntai Provincial Government." Thinking of this, Tang Feng also smiled faintly on his face and said: "It's just right. We're just right. We're just right. We're just right. We're going to be too lonely along the way. Don't stand at the door, please sit by the bonfire to avoid catching a cold."

"Thank you. The little wind and cold are not afraid. I'll just talk to you." Liang Xingzhou was not polite, and also found a corner with good light and put down the sword and bookcase.

After all, I just met for the first time, and after the two of them said hello, they felt nothing to say. Liang Xingzhou said a little urgently: "Because I am stupid in my qualifications, I need to work harder, and the big test is imminent, so I cannot slack off for a moment, so I have to study my homework and hope I can understand."

Tang Feng said lightly: "It should be so. Brother, the station is light. After all, your personal future is important, so don't lie too much in me."

Liang Xingzhou walked back to his corner, opened the book box, took out the book, sat upright, and then took out a fragrance and lit it. A refreshing fragrance slowly echoed in the small temple.

Close your eyes gently, then slowly open it, open the book, and recite it softly.

The red sleeves add fragrance to the night reading is a scene of ancient scholars. Moreover, the ancients wash their hands, sit in danger, light incense, and recite. This is a ritual to a certain extent, which also shows the importance of the ancients to read. In the past, Tang Feng always felt that this was a tedious and boring behavior when he saw this. However, after watching Liang Xingzhou in front of him recite the book after reading this, a shocked look appeared on his face.

As Liang Xingzhou recited, a faint momentum emanated from his body, slowly becoming integrated with the heaven and earth's vital energy. An unspeakable momentum also drifted into the air during the recitation. A faint vital energy and momentum blended together, and strands of white vital energy fell from the sky and slowly entered Liang Xingzhou's body.

"Haoran Qi?" Tang Feng almost screamed in shock.

The way of saints and the words of heaven and earth could not be expected to be able to not only cleanse people's spirits in reciting, but also communicate with heaven and earth, attracting a great spirit. No wonder ancient people often said that those who have success in reading are reincarnations of stars because they can respond to the inexplicable sky. It can be seen that Confucian reading is actually an alternative practice.

When Tang Feng saw these, he immediately remembered Scholar Haoran and immediately had a preliminary understanding of Confucianism's practice. With the Heavenly Eye, Tang Feng could see these faint changes in vitality. However, at the beginning, Liang Xingzhou's own momentum could blend with heaven and earth, which shows that he had good qualifications.

"Oh..." Seeing Liang Xingzhou, who was still sitting in a twitching body, was already immersed in the reading, then looked at Tang Yun, whose mouth was twitching, sighed a long time ago, returned to his window, looked at the even more gloomy sky and muttered to himself: "It seems that this world is really a world of cultivation. Should I try my best?"

Looking at Fengyu outside the window, Tang Feng suddenly found a woman wearing a light red figure appeared in front of the temple gate. His heart suddenly moved: The ruined temple, it rains, scholar? Is the most classic scene in ancient strange novels about to be staged?
Chapter completed!