Xu Xian saw that the person was gentle and was dressed like a scholar. His face and clothes were somewhat familiar. He suddenly remembered, "You are a disciple of White Deer Institute?
Yes, I am Tang Mingxuan. Why are you here? "This person had exchanged poems with Yun Yan on stage during the essay meeting and was quite talented.
Tang Mingxuan said sarcastically, "Celestial Poet, it is my honor that you still remember my name.
Of course you don't remember that White Deer Institute is on Mount Lu! "
He looked straight at Xu Xian, but there was a height difference between them. He had to look up at Xu Xian, which made him even more unhappy.
Xu Xian laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "I say, you are indeed Lil Tang. Study hard in the Institute and come back as the top scholar. I will leave first, Celestial Poet!"
Tang Mingxuan did not have the time to entertain him. He strode towards the shore and prepared to find a place without people to continue his journey.
Tang Mingxuan was stunned by the pat. When he reacted, he was furious. However, he had a mission and had to suppress his anger. He hurried a few steps and said, "Xu Tanhua, please wait. Our institute head heard that you are going south and sent people to wait at various roads and docks. Once they see you, they will welcome you to White Deer Institute. What do you think?"
Xu Xian stopped in her tracks. If this old man Pei Wenyuan invited her, it would be too arrogant of her to refuse. She turned around and smiled, "Alright then, please lead the way!"
Tang Mingxuan led the way. They could have taken the bamboo sedan up the mountain, but he deliberately did not mention it. He just kept a straight face and walked quickly in front.
Xu Xian enjoyed the scenery of Mount Lu along the way and did not feel bored.
Tang Mingxuan was so tired that he was panting. When he turned back, he saw Xu Xian's expression was normal and could only give up.
White Deer Institute was located on the sun of Mount Hou Ping, which was about 20 miles south of Mount Lu's Wulao Peak. After walking for a while, Xu Xian saw an old pavilion surrounded by mountains and trees.
Xu Xian walked along the mountain path and arrived at the front of the mountain gate. On the archway, there were four bold and powerful words: White Deer Institute!
As soon as he stepped through the door, he was able to see the world within. Everywhere he looked, there were mountains, heavy eaves, tall wings, and winding corridors. It was a grand and solemn scene, yet there were also green tiles and white walls, giving off a sense of tranquility and solemnity.
When Xu Xian arrived at the main hall, he saw Pei Wenyuan leading a group of disciples, personally standing in front of the hall to welcome Xu Xian.
As for Pei Wenyuan coming to the mountain gate to welcome them, the Emperor had to come personally.
However, not only did Xu Xian not relax, but he also started thinking nervously. Seeing this old man, he was afraid that he would be forced to recite poems again. Now that Yun Yan was still sleeping soundly in the jade tablet, there was no one to help him deal with the situation.
If he accidentally revealed his cowardice, even though it wasn't a big deal, he would still lose some face.
Mount Lu, Mount Lu, are there any suitable poems to deal with this situation?
Yes, Li Taibai's "Gazing at the Waterfall of Mount Lu" was really suitable.
Xu Xian revealed a confident smile and walked towards Pei Wenyuan.
He then cupped his hands in greeting, invited him into the room, served tea, and chatted about old times. There was no need to say anything else.
Pei Wenyuan saw that Xu Xian was calm and composed, not like he was on the road to Lingnan, but more like he was on a trip away from home. He was a little impressed in his heart.
He admitted that when he was at Xu Xian's age, he didn't have such a state of mind. To be able to write such poems, there was indeed something extraordinary about his temperament.
However, seeing that he was alone, Pei Wenyuan also revealed a strange expression. This was a little too carefree. It was fine if he didn't have any servants or followers.
But he didn't even have a bag on him. This could no longer be described as "poor", it was simply "strange". Could it be that he wanted to walk to Lingnan that was thousands of miles away like this?
"You're the only one on this trip?"
"Ah, not only me, but also … with the green mountains and the bright moon as companions!" Xu Xian suddenly remembered that he couldn't explain where Yun Yan was going, so he simply gave a vague answer.
"How elegant, how elegant!" The corner of Pei Wenyuan's eyes twitched, and he gave a half-hearted praise.
"It's rare for you to come here, so stay here for a few more days!"
Xu Xian shook his head and refused, "Thank you for your kindness, but since I've been appointed as the county magistrate, it's better for me to take office as soon as possible. It's not good for me to stay on the road for too long."
"Your talent is more than just a small county magistrate, but don't underestimate the position of a county magistrate. It's not only related to millions of people.
Moreover, the various organizational systems of the county magistrate echo the system of the imperial court. Although it's small, it's complete.
If you don't know a county, how can you know a country? "
Xu Xian naturally accepted such good advice humbly, "I'm afraid that I can't even govern a county, but I think it won't be too bad."
He admitted that he didn't have the ability to lead an organization, but at least he wouldn't be a corrupt official. Coupled with his various spells, investigating and solving cases was not a problem, and he might even be able to impersonate "Xu Qingtian".
Pei Wenyuan was also very satisfied with his attitude. He didn't have the arrogant demeanor of a famous scholar, and he used this to reprimand the scholars present.
Then, Pei Wenyuan personally brought him around the White Deer Institute, such as the Deer Resting Ground, the Sacred Rites Hall, the Imperial Library, and so on. There were traces of sages everywhere, showing the atmosphere of "governing the country and bringing peace to the world".
Most of the disciples in the institute came out to watch, but there were also many who turned a blind eye to it and focused on their studies.
This reminded Xu Xian of the universities in his previous life. He used to study in Jintian College, which was one of the four great colleges in Jiangnan, but he didn't stay there for long.
"Why is this institute called White Deer Institute?" Xu Xian asked.
"This institute was originally a bookstore, and the owner of the bookstore had a white deer as his companion, and people called him Mr. White Deer.
Later on, this White Deer Institute was built on this foundation, but it wasn't called this when it was first established.
Later on, the world was in chaos, and people sought shelter in this institute. There were thieves who climbed the mountain to search, but they ignored this huge institute.
While people were puzzled, they saw the white deer appear among the rocks, and only then did they know that the name of the institute was changed to White Deer Institute under the protection of the white deer.
Now, there are white deer appearing in this mountain, and it's said that it's the god of Mount Lu. "
"So that's how it is!" Xu Xian thought even more. White Deer God?
Could it be that the god of the mountain was a white deer, and that the South Pole Immortal Hermit's Crane and Deer Boys were this?
It would be best if he didn't meet another demon god. Thinking of this, he asked, "Duke Pei, has anything strange happened on Mount Lu recently?"
Pei Wenyuan asked curiously, "Why do you ask?"
"Nothing, I'm just asking."
"There hasn't been anything strange!"
Xu Xian relaxed. It seemed like he was worrying too much.
At noon, after eating a simple meal, Xu Xian went to the guest room that Pei Wenyuan had arranged for him to rest. Now, he naturally didn't need to take a lunch break. He only used this time to cultivate every day. After meditating for a while, he sat up and sighed.
Now, his cultivation had entered a tortoise's pace. Although he knew that this was inevitable, without spiritual medicine like the Dragon Tiger Golden Elixir, ordinary cultivation would take years, but in his heart, he still felt that it was too slow.
Now that the demon gods' divine senses had appeared, the spiritual monsters he encountered all had a huge increase in their magic power. He also felt that he couldn't deal with them as easily as before.
The chaos in the world was definitely related to these demon gods. If he couldn't improve his strength to the next level, the promise he made back then would probably become a joke.
Although he knew many spells, his foundation was still the Star Constellation Biography.
The most important thing now was to strengthen his foundation and cultivate Mars to a higher realm, so that he could pass the Heaven's Tribulation and become a true immortal. Then, dealing with these demon gods wouldn't be a problem.
Originally, it was not enough for him to cultivate Mars to the highest realm, but with the Dragon Tiger Golden Elixir as a base, it was more than enough to touch the threshold of immortality.
As for how to cultivate Mars quickly, he had already thought about it. He still needed the Winged Fire Snake to help him.
While Xu Xian was thinking, someone came to invite him. He felt a little strange. It seemed too early!
He followed him to the Scriptures Discussion Pavilion and saw that all the scholars were gathered there, looking nervous.
The person sitting in the main seat was not Court Head Pei Wenyuan, but a young scholar with an unfamiliar face.
Pei Wenyuan sat opposite this scholar and talked with him, his expression unnatural.
Xu Xian asked a little and understood the whole story.
When Xu Xian and Pei Wenyuan were talking, the scholars naturally couldn't interrupt due to etiquette.
But like children being taught a lesson by their parents, they felt a little dissatisfied. Those who were originally dissatisfied with Xu Xian were even more unwilling to let it go.
So after lunch, they gathered in the Scriptures Discussion Pavilion to discuss some topics to make things difficult for Xu Xian. The leader of this group was naturally Tang Mingxuan.
However, when the group of people discussed and finally came to a conclusion, an unremarkable white-robed scholar in the corner immediately gave the answer to the question.
So these scholars could only think from the beginning, but no matter how strange or profound the question was, it was easily answered by this white-robed scholar the moment it was raised.
The scholars couldn't help but feel strange. When did such a person appear in the academy?
Everyone knew that he was a disciple of White Deer Institute, but no one was familiar with him. When they asked his name, he just smiled and didn't answer.
Originally, they had wanted to deal with Xu Xian, but now, they had shifted their attention to this scholar, which attracted even more disciples.
The clamor startled Pei Wenyuan, who was taking his afternoon nap. It was originally a good thing that a genius had emerged from the Academy, but after talking to this scholar, he was shocked. This white-robed scholar was well-versed in astronomy, geography, classics, and history. He was so knowledgeable that he was even faintly above him. Pei Wenyuan, a scholar of the state who had studied all his life, had to ask this young boy for advice from time to time.
Xu Xian was also surprised. Although he was able to beat Pei Wenyuan in the essay competition by using the writings of the ancients, he couldn't catch up to him in terms of true ability.
He secretly deduced that in the world, if one were to talk about the word "scholar", this old man was probably number one. There was actually someone who could beat him.
The white-robed scholar saw Xu Xian enter and smiled at him.
A light flashed in Xu Xian's mind. This scholar wasn't human.