Chapter 50： Hidden place was poked (funny)

It's a lot of movement.

The entire hall fell into a dead silence.

The middle-aged man who was sitting with the city lord suddenly stood up and widened his eyes.

"Confucian sage talent! It turned out to be Confucian sage talent!!"

At this moment, his heart beat desperately.

Chest heaving.

Guo Zimo felt his body warm and slowly opened his eyes.

call!

He let out a breath.

It feels like the whole person has soaked in a hot spring, which is very comfortable.

Subsequently.

He looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the ground in front of him.

"Sir, you are..."

He was a little surprised.

What is this for?

The middle-aged man sitting on the ground was still somewhat unable to react at this time.

This young man in front of him has such a terrifying talent!

Confucian genius!

A person with this kind of talent can reach the limit of the highest achievement in the future, and can reach the level of Confucianism!

Their way of Confucianism and Taoism does not care about the strength of spiritual roots, as long as they have spiritual roots.

And the talent of Confucianism and Taoism is cultivated by the knowledge before cultivating at the age of 18.

That is, it can be cultivated.

That's why their Book Mountain Immortal Court can be so powerful.

Because they can nurture geniuses from an early age!

There are five levels of talent.

respectively.

Confucian, Confucian, Confucian, Confucian, Confucian!

They thought that coming to this small town and finding a scholar who was talented at the Confucian level would be considered a burning incense.

Unexpectedly, a person with the talent of Confucianism was discovered!

This is a rare talent in tens of thousands of years!

In the fairy world, it is also a rare occurrence in thousands of years!

That's right, Shushan Xianyuan, there is a fairy character, it shows that this force is not simple.

In addition to this mortal world, in the immortal world, there is the power of the Shushan Immortal Court.

I heard that in other mortal realms, there is a book mountain immortal courtyard!

At this time, seeing Guo Zimo so amazing and brilliant, it's no wonder that the middle-aged man sitting in front of Guo Zimo was so rude.

Putting it on any person from the Book Mountain Immortal Court, if they watched this scene from such a close distance, I am afraid they would have to be the same as him.

It's just that the middle-aged man is very embarrassed at the moment.

After all, he despised Guo Zimo not long ago...

The middle-aged man sitting next to the city lord quickly walked to Guo Zimo and said with a smile, "This little friend, welcome to join the Shushan Xianyuan!"

Guo Zimo's eyes lit up.

I passed? !

A group of young people lined up, listening to this, envious.

They don't quite understand the twists and turns of this test.

But see the gaffe of these two middle-aged people.

The talent should be very strong!

"Little friend, prepare yourself. I need to let the dean come in disguise at this moment. You may need to answer some questions from our dean later, may I ask?"

The middle-aged man was extremely humble and polite at this moment, for fear that Guo Zimo would be dissatisfied.

After Guo Zimo detected such a talent, he knew that Guo Zimo would definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future.

Maybe when you go to the academy, you will be accepted as an apprentice by the dean as soon as possible!

And it will definitely become a giant in the future.

Such characters must be handed over in advance!

Guo Zimo looked at the other party so politely, blinked, and nodded quickly.

Although he was very confused, why did a big man like the dean come with a fake body, but for such a big man, he also wanted to see and admire the glory of the great god.

When the middle-aged got consent, he quickly took out a metal sphere from the ring.

I don't know what to say in my mouth.

He also injected spiritual energy into the metal sphere.

Then came a long wait.

After a stick of incense.

Suddenly, a light and shadow projected onto it.

At this time, a phantom appeared above.

This is an old man.

He wears white clothes, has pale hair, and has a white beard that reaches his chest. He looks elegant.

When the two middle-aged people saw the phantom forming, they bowed to the phantom and said respectfully, "I've seen the dean!"

The old man obviously looked extremely impatient at the moment, and his elegant temperament suddenly disappeared.

"Where are the talented people of Confucianism?! Don't lie to me!"

The two middle-aged men looked at Guo Zimo and said, "It's this little friend."

Xu Ying looked at Guo Zimo, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his face.

His face changed so quickly that a group of people nearby were speechless.

"Little friend, don't know your surname?" said the phantom old man.

Guo Zimo looked at the old man, a little disappointed.

He thought that the dean of Shushan Xianyuan was a person who looked like Mr. Chen.

When I saw it at this moment, I felt that the dean did not have one percent of Mr. Chen.

But in the face of the other party's question, he still said: "Student Guo Zimo."

"Zimo, touch that book again and let me see it!"

This Zimo shouted very skillfully.

As if the two really knew each other before.

Guo Zimo nodded and learned to touch again as he did at the beginning.

For a moment, a golden light began to rise from his body.

The phantom old man looked at this scene, and his body trembled with excitement.

"It's really a Confucian talent! It's a Confucian talent!"

The phantom shouted loudly, getting excited and losing his temper.

Guo Zimo also opened his eyes and frowned secretly.

Eh, is this still the dean?

Compared with Mr. Chen, it is a world of difference.

Xu Ying was happy for a while, then continued to look at Guo Zimo with a smile, and said, "Zimo, did you learn by yourself since you were a child, or did you have any mentors to teach you?"

This has to be asked clearly.

There are also some hidden great Confucians in this mortal world.

Maybe some people have studied for many years and finally realized something that others can't.

Although this kind of person has no cultivation base and is of no use to ordinary cultivators, to their Shushan Immortal Academy, it is a fortune.

They can hire these people to coach.

After all, they have a pen and ink in their hearts, and they can cultivate some geniuses with better talents.

And he felt that the person who taught Guo Zimo should also have something.

But more should be Guo Zimo's natural capital is very high.

Able to kill three birds with one stone, super comprehension ability.

Only then will such a powerful talent for Confucianism and Taoism be nurtured.

Guo Zimo didn't hide it, and said, "I started studying at the age of thirteen. For the past four years, I have been asking a gentleman for advice. This gentleman is very knowledgeable and can reach the sky. If he has cultivation, I even think that he is a Confucian saint! "

Full of reverence flashed across Guo Zimo's face.

Xu Ying wanted to laugh when he heard Guo Zimo's words.

Still a child indeed.

The Confucian saints come.

However, there should be something.

"Then did you write down any poems he wrote from him so that you can read them?"

The illusory old man had to see how knowledgeable the person Guo Zimo was referring to was.

And if this person can write poetry, he can know how good this person is by listening to one or two songs.

Then weigh it again, whether it is necessary to invite their college to teach.

Guo Zimo still said frankly: "Mr. Chen has written countless poems. I wonder how many poems the Dean would like to hear?"

Countless poems?

hehe.

"Just come with two songs." The phantom old man said.

This countless words, he already knows, this person should not have much ink in his heart.

It is enough for a person to write one or two poems that can be praised in his life.

Poetry is not the more the better.

Guo Zimo nodded and recited a poem that Mr. Chen taught him for the first time.

Quiet night thinking.

Guo Zimo's voice is warm and full of emotion.

A poem is also quickly recited.

Homesickness is beyond the verse.

After reading a poem, he looked at the phantom old man and said, "Dean, how is it?"

But it's okay for him not to look at the phantom. When he saw the phantom's expression at this time, he couldn't help but startled.

Dean, why does your eyeball seem to fall to the ground? !

Guo Zimo felt that the other party's expression was too wonderful.

It was as if he was stabbed by something sharp in a hidden place.