Chapter 51： Zhen Xanteng?

Makes eyes wide open, mouth wide open, and a face full of horror.

Not only the illusory old man, even those who have learned some poems here at this moment are shocked by this poem.

A poem comes down.

They found that their hearts seemed to be shaken by something!

And the phantom old man quickly returned to his senses.

He looked at Guo Zimo and was speechless for a while.

And his face gradually turned red.

He was embarrassed by the thought just now.

Taking a deep breath, he knew he shouldn't be embarrassed at this time.

Instead, keep asking!

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Even the masters of the Confucian sage level, the poems that have been passed down, can only be slightly inferior in front of this poem.

And he had never heard such a catchy, yet emotional poem.

In other words, this poem was written by a certain powerful person and has not been published yet.

After all, it is impossible for him to have not heard the poems he has published.

"Zimo, are you sure this poem was directed by your husband?"

The phantom old man began to stare at Guo Zimo seriously.

At this moment, he seemed a little more reliable than at the beginning.

Kind of looks like a dean.

Guo Zimo saw the change in the attitude of the illusory old man, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He also felt just now that the dean looked down on Mr. Chen.

At this moment, such a change seems to be convinced by this poem.

However, this is just a song that Mr. Chen taught him!

There are more good poems, he has in mind!

Guo Zimo said: "This poem is taught by Mr. Chen, and besides this poem, there are other poems."

The phantom old man hurriedly said: "Then you can recite one more song!"

When the others heard it, they all looked up and pricked up their ears.

They also want to hear it again.

Guo Zimo nodded, and read out the poem Chen Ping'an had read when he bid farewell to him not long ago.

Guo Zimo has a deep understanding of the feelings when he left his hometown.

At this moment, he still read it out with emotion.

At the moment when he finished reading, the surroundings were so quiet that the needles could be heard falling.

The phantom old man was stabbed again somewhere, and stood stupidly with his mouth open.

Then, he quickly sat on the ground and closed his eyes.

It didn't take long for him to open his eyes, and his eyes shone with excitement.

His cultivation has improved a bit!

He had forgotten how long he had not moved since his cultivation base!

But at this moment, listening to a poem has such an effect.

Really scary!

The phantom old man was excited and at the same time in awe.

"Zimo, if these two poems are written by the Mr. Chen you said, then he is definitely not simple!"

Guo Zimo nodded.

He always thought that Mr. Chen was a Confucian saint who came into the world!

However.

Mr. Chen has always said that he is just an ordinary person.

The illusory old man said again: "You should know where he lives, I think I have to visit, if possible, our academy would like to invite him to teach!"

The illusory old man actually thought that these two poems may be copied by Mr. Chen from Guo Zimo's mouth.

Of course, it is also possible that that person is really a master of the generation!

And to distinguish between true and false, he can just take a look!

Guo Zimo said, "It's in my hometown."

The phantom old man nodded and said, "You wait there, I'll be there in an hour!"

Saying that, he hurriedly cut off the connection.

......

Qingyuan Town.

In an ordinary yard.

Chen Pingan lay on the Taishi chair, looking at the slightly tilted sun in the sky.

And Su Ling was leaning next to Chen Ping'an, actually dozing off.

For such a light day, Chen Pingan felt okay.

Five years later, it doesn't feel so boring.

Chen Ping'an looked at the horizon, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and he sighed.

"This task is a bit difficult."

The mission issued by the system this time turned out to be to let him establish a sect.

And it has to be named after him.

Named Heianzong...

Just this name, Chen Pingan felt awkward when he heard it.

And he has no cultivation base at all.

Build a Mao Zongmen!

Of course, he also thought about asking Murong Palace and the others to help.

But he didn't know whether his relationship with Murong Palace and the others could reach this level.

And opening a sect near here, isn't it robbing other people's backing sect's business?

Besides, he is still the ancestor of the mountain sect...

In fact, until now, Chen Ping'an still doesn't understand how he got the name of the ancestor.

I don't understand what Murong Gong and the others were thinking, he obviously has no cultivation base at all, and he can't fly around, and he doesn't have much strength.

It's simply too ordinary to be ordinary.

He was even thinking.

Murong Palace and the others have cultivated too much, they are really bored, and they specially treat him as a monkey, wanting to see the monkey being stupid...

Just like some rich people in the world, they are so bored that they play tricks on others and watch other people's jokes.

"Hey, don't worry, next time when Murong Palace and the others come, ask them with a shy face if they can help build a sect."

Chen Pingan didn't think about it anymore.

There are still three months left, so take your time.

Chen Pingan continued to look at the horizon.

And this time.

There were two figures standing outside the door.

An old man with white hair and white beard.

A handsome young man.

It was Guo Zimo and Zhen Danteng, president of Shushan Xianyuan.

Zhen Danteng looked at the ordinary yard in front of him and said, "You said that Mr. Chen lives in it?"

Guo Zimo nodded: "President wait a moment, I'll call Mr. Chen."

With that said, Guo Zimo shouted inside, "Mr. Chen, are you there?"

Chen Pingan, who was in a daze in the yard, was startled when he heard Guo Zimo's voice.

And he didn't answer, because Su Ling was sleeping on his stomach, so he walked towards the gate lightly.

When he saw Guo Zimo, Chen Ping'an said strangely, "Zimo, didn't you go to Guangzhong City? Why did you come back so quickly?"

Logically speaking, it would take more than two days to go back and forth.

Guo Zimo saw Chen Ping'an with a very simple smile on his face, and shouted, "Hello, Mr. Chen."

After shouting, he introduced: "Mr. Chen, this is the dean of Shushan Xianyuan, and the dean wants to see you."

Chen Ping'an was startled when he heard the four characters of Shushan Xianyuan.

When I heard the word "Dean", I was shocked.

Is the dean here? !

really!

He quickly looked at the old man beside Guo Zimo.

The Shushan Immortal Court has a high reputation in the mainland.

I heard that the dean is one of the top powerhouses in the mainland.

Such a character, in general, cannot appear in such a place.

It is even more impossible to come to see him!

He looked at the old man next to Guo Zimo, who was indeed immortal, out of the ordinary.

And he found that the clothes the old man was wearing also had four characters painted on them.

Shushan Xianyuan!

Really? !

Chen Ping'an was surprised, and then he was ready to respectfully call out senior.

However.

Before he could speak, the other party moved.

Even one step ahead of him.

Called a senior!

Chen Pingan was stunned.

Seeing Zhen Danteng with a shocked expression on his face at the moment, with his hands bowed and his head lower than his hands, the corners of his mouth could not help twitching.

This...what's going on? !

This kind of expert also calls me a senior? !

He is confused.

Then an idea came to mind.

Could it be... what a big guy am I really? !