The rising sun rises.

At the junction of the river between Yangzhou and Qingzhou, the river is sparkling, and fishes are flying out of the water from time to time, as if playing against the sun.

Some strange aquatic creatures emerged from time to time, looking at the fleet of ships docked here curiously.

On the shore, there is a dangerous peak about a thousand meters high, called Qingmingshan.

now.

The cavalry in the deserted states had already set up camp at the foot of the mountain and kept on alert.

Xia Tian followed the Baihu and walked up the mountain road: "Uncle Bai, is there any historical legend in Qingmingshan?"

Baihu shook his head: "This mountain was silent before, and I have never heard of it!"

"However, since the people on the mountain made a big spell, they are now very famous!"

"Ambitioners in Jiuzhou will come to find out!"

Xia Tian murmured: "Those who win others will win the world... This tone is not an ordinary big!"

He looked thoughtful: "Uncle Bai, when the Former Qin Dynasty unified the world, many of the Chinese schools of thought escaped the war and persecution, and there were many descendants of the Chinese schools of thought in order to escape the war and persecution. This mountain may be descendants of the Chinese schools of thought!"

Baihu smiled gracefully: "Then go and meet someone for a while!"

At this time.

Zangyi's voice came from Xia Tian: "Prince, the greeting has been sent!"

“There is a thatched hut above, which looks very simple, like a cottage.”

"When my subordinates delivered a prayer letter, they were blocked by some little boys and refused to let their subordinates enter the house."

"I used words to mess with them, and those boys did not answer. They were a little clever and thought that those who opened wisdom to the boys were a little extraordinary."

Xia Tian smiled faintly: "It's mysterious!"

"So, you haven't seen the owner of the cottage?"

"yes!"

"I don't know what the master of the village looks like?"

"I don't know if it's a man or a woman?"

Xia Tian smiled casually: "Uncle Bai, then let's go up and take a look!"

"good!"

In summer, I continued to go up the mountain with the white tiger, watching the flowers blooming along the way, and watching the waterfalls fall into the mountain stream, like a tourist, very comfortable and relaxing.

Half an hour later.

In summer, you will climb to the top of Qingming Mountain with the White Tiger.

The peak is very flat, about a radius of about a thousand meters. There is a thatched hut courtyard in the middle, surrounded by wooden fences.

At this time, there were several rough wooden tables in front of the door of the hut, and behind them were a few boys with heads tied with braids on the sky, reading.

In front of the little boy, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and acting gracefully was teaching the boys.

The man in white robe did not stop teaching when he saw Xia Tian and Baihu arrived.

The boys were very attentive and ignored the arrival of the two.

This is very interesting!

Xia Tian and Baihu did not bother.

They stood quietly by the middle-aged man in white and listened to the lecture: "Children, is a white horse a horse?"

A cute little boy stood up and said crisply: "Master, I know!"

The man in white smiled gently: "Then do you think a white horse is a horse?"

The little boy said seriously: "Of course it's a horse!"

"A white horse!"

"Hahaha......"

A rebellious look suddenly appeared in the eyes of the man in white: "Wrong!"

The little boy's face darkened and he said with a sad look: "Master, why do I get the wrong answer every time?"

"Am I really stupid?"

The man in white said arrogantly: "It's not that you are stupid!"

"But everyone in the world is stupid!"

"Even those so-called semi-saints are not listed!"

"As for some guys who claim to be saints, they actually don't look very smart!"

The little boy suddenly realized!

It turns out that in the eyes of Master, he is not the only stupid thing in the world!

"Teacher, aren't the saints the smartest people?"

"Aren't you a wise man?"

"Why would the Master say that saints are stupid?"

A sharp light flashed in the white tiger's eyes, and the hand holding the sword tightened.

This guy is referring to the mulberry and scolding!

To insult the prince, you have to pay a price!

Xia Tian waved his hand to stop him, and smiled unpredictably: "Uncle Bai doesn't need to be angry. This is the virtue of this school!"

The White Tiger stopped now!

The man in white robe glanced at Xia Tian and said proudly: "Horse, this word refers to the form of a horse. Those with horse shapes can all be called horses."

"The word white refers to color, and white in the world can be called white."

"The word white horse refers to the shape of a horse and the color of white. It can be seen that horses and white horses are two different concepts."

"So, white horses are not horses!"

The white tiger was fainted!

"Damn it, why is the white horse not a horse?"

The white tiger finally couldn't help but say, "I thought back then, when I was galloping on the battlefield, the horses I rode were black horses, yellow horses, brown horses, white horses, and miscellaneous horses. Every one was good horse, every one was horse.

, it's just that the colors are different!"

"According to what you say, a white horse is not a horse, a dark horse is not a horse, and a miscellaneous horse is not a horse...what will be riding?"

The man in white robe came to his spirits and was full of energy. He turned to Xia Tian and asked: "The King of Huangzhou, the people say that you are a saint. Do you understand what this white horse means not a horse?"

Xia Tian smiled casually: "Tao can be told, it is very good, it is very good, it is very good, do you understand what I mean?"

The man in the white robe looked bright: "Is Taoist theory?"

"yes!"

"Why haven't I heard of it?"

Xia Tian's face turned solemn: "Because this is the doctrine that I have completed for Taoism!"

"Isn't the saying that white horses are not horses? It is not that relative does not equal absolute, concrete does not equal abstract, special does not equal universal, and concrete does not equal common form?"

“Is this difficult?”

In the long history of China, the saying that white horses are not horses are also very famous.

Having said that.

Xia Tian turned around and left: "I originally thought there were masters in this mountain, so I came to ask for advice!"

"I never thought that it was the masters of you famous masters!"

"I really disappointed me!"

The middle-aged man in white robe looked dark, as if: "What is a slut?"

Xia Tian stopped: "It's just a self-righteous person who thinks nothing else is wrong, and he wants to refute it, and he wants to compete for verbally!"

"You famous artists have the strengths of their mouths, but their biggest weakness is that they only know how to talk!"

"If this continues, it is not my alarmist statement, your famous master will definitely disappear in the long river of history."

The middle-aged man in white robe looked dissatisfied: "Impossible!"

"My famous masters will be famous throughout the ages and will become more and more prosperous!"

In summer, I turned my head and pointed to the thatched hut: "Happy?"

"Live in thatched hut and talk about prosperity?"
To be continued...