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Episode 4 The Meeting of the Eight Prefectures Chapter 86 Prince Loulan

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    That person in the academy is very powerful. This is the feeling of a middle-aged uncle. Maybe he has touched that realm.  "Mr. Xiao, who do you mean by 'him'?" Su Ziyu stood up and stared at the middle-aged uncle and asked.  Although she vaguely knew who the 'he' referred to was, she was still a little unsure and felt a little strange.  He actually knows his origin, which is not simple.  ¡°Of course it¡¯s Mr. Su from the academy, who else is there?¡± the middle-aged uncle grinned, as if he was remembering something.  "It's really the grandfather" Su Ziyu couldn't help being shocked and looked at the down-and-out middle-aged uncle in amazement. She knew that the grandfather was the same thing, but based on the aura on her body, she could know that she was related to the grandfather.  Relationships are another matter.  ¡°Obviously, only those who are very familiar with the grandfather can feel the presence of the grandfather¡¯s aura from their own body.  My grandfather is called Master by all the scholars in the world.  This is the most noble title in the world, unmatched by anyone.  It seems that he is a person who has a great relationship with her grandfather, and the identity is not too different, otherwise it would be impossible to feel the presence of her grandfather's aura from her body.  But she had never heard of such a person existing, and she couldn't help but be a little confused, and asked: "Mr. Xiao knows the little girl's grandfather?" "Of course he does." The middle-aged uncle nodded, "I once broke into  , Uh I went to the academy, visited Master Su, and talked with him about life ideals and other things. We talked for three hundred years, hehe" The middle-aged uncle said jokingly.  Anyone who saw it knew he was joking.  "I've been to the academy" Su Ziyu tried hard to think of people who had a close relationship with her grandfather, but this downtrodden middle-aged uncle did not appear in her mind.  and.  There is no existence equal to Grandpa in this world.  There is no one with whom I can discuss my life ideals.  ¡° Moreover, she had no idea how long her grandfather lived.  ¡°Perhaps, even my grandfather doesn¡¯t know how long he has lived.  This is a mystery.  From ancient times to the present, many people have visited my grandfather.  Is he just joking?  Su Ziyu was a little stunned, and then obviously startled. She remembered that the middle-aged uncle in front of her had said the word "Chuang" before, but the topic changed to what he said before.  It should be "I once broke into the academy."  In her memory, there was once such a person who broke into the academy.  Of course, this is just a rumor about the academy. Very few people know about it, less than ten people, and not many people believe it to be true, because no one can break into the mountain of the academy.  But she knew it was true.     a long long time ago.  A man once broke into the academy, climbed the mountain in the academy, climbed to the top of the mountain, and finally met the Master.  That person.  He is the first person who can reach the top of the mountain since the academy existed.  Moreover, the man was drinking.  While rushing through the mountains, he carried a long sword on his back.  It¡¯s just that a long time has passed.  Su Ziyu had no idea how many years ago it was.  But since then, that person has disappeared.  No one knows his name or origin.  But she did know that someone once really broke into the mountain of the academy.  When she was a child, Su Ziyu asked her grandfather if this rumor was true. She didn't believe that someone could break into the mountain because her grandfather existed there and was known as the Master.  Grandpa said, it¡¯s true.  She asked again, who is he?  Grandpa said, this man is a swordsman in wine.  She asked again, is the sword fairy in the wine an immortal?  Grandpa said, yes.  She asked again, is he very powerful?  Grandpa said, he is very powerful.  She asked again, is it my grandfather who is more powerful, or him?  Grandpa was silent for a while and said, Grandpa should be very powerful.  That year, she was only four years old and ignorant.  Su Ziyu was extremely shocked when she thought of this, and looked at the middle-aged uncle in horror.  There was apricot blossom wine in the wine shop. This somewhat down-and-out middle-aged uncle was the wine man. He fit the image of the swordsman in wine. It took him a while to come back to his senses and said, "Are you the same person back then?" "Then?  Alone?" the middle-aged uncle asked doubtfully.  "The one who broke into the academy?" Su Ziyu stared at the uncle's every move, trying to tell something from his expression.  "How could I break into the academy? I've only seen the academy once from a distance, and how can I do this??It's possible to break into the academy, besides, who in the world doesn't know the Master's name?  Uncle has been to Middle-earth.  "The middle-aged uncle shook his head and tried his best to deny it. "Really not?  " Su Ziyu said with confusion. In fact, she didn't quite believe it. If it was really that person, she couldn't imagine it. Perhaps, that is the only existence that can be equal to the grandfather. But how did he know about himself?  The master scholar Xiao Rang calls him Mr. Xiao Da. Even if he is not that person, he is still a very powerful person, and he is so powerful that he can¡¯t tell it at all.  Forget it, go to the academies in Middle-earth to study. That is the holy land of your Confucianism. Why go to Liangshan? It's a waste of time.  "The middle-aged uncle ignored Su Ziyu and suddenly said to Li Tu. Li Tu had been listening to the conversation between the two quietly. He also knew that the woman in white with the surname Su was very special, but he just didn't know what they were talking about.  Is the academy the "Holy Academy" that is regarded as the best academy in the world? It seems that my teacher also went to China, so he asked: "Uncle, is the academy you are talking about the best academy in the world?  "    "good.  "The middle-aged uncle nodded, and then said with a smile: "Boy, if you become the master's disciple, it will not be easy. The whole world is at your disposal.  The last disciple who became Master seemed to be from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. What was his name Yan?  It's been so long that I can't remember.  "The middle-aged uncle was thinking with a frown. "Yan Zhenqing.  "Su Ziyu glanced at the middle-aged uncle and said. "Yan Zhenqing¡ª¡ª" Li Tu was shocked and looked at Su Ziyu with a look of shock. He didn't expect that he was actually a disciple of the Master, the No. 1 academy in the world. Who is Yan Zhenqing? Yan Zhenqing?  He was a calligraphy sage from the Eastern Tang Dynasty who created the world-famous "Yan style" thousands of years ago. His characters are broad and magnificent, his bones are strong and his style is majestic.  Like Xia Yun, the hook is like bending gold, the sword is like a crossbow, there are images vertically and horizontally, and high ambitions. According to unofficial records, the calligraphy sage once wrote on the rolling river, and the words floated for three thousand miles without scattering, and the whole river was full of them.  After hearing the big calligraphy, people in the world crowded around and went to the river to fish for the calligraphy. ¡°Didn¡¯t he die a thousand years ago?  "Li Tu asked strangely. "Who said he was alive and well after he died?  Thousands of years ago, he had just become his master.  Yes, it seems that the time for the Master to accept disciples is coming soon. You hurry up and become a bachelor, and then go to that academy in Middle-earth to become the Master's disciple. Then the whole world will be yours.  "The middle-aged uncle said with a smile, patting Li Tu on the shoulder. "Thousands of years ago, he just became the master as his disciple" Li Tu was a little shocked. At that time, he had already become a generation of calligraphy saints and created a popular  The "Yan Ti" in the world actually worshiped Master as his teacher. "So who is Master?" Although Xiao Rang from Liangshan is known as a master of chess and calligraphy, and has become a saint, he is incomparable to Yan Zhenqing, a sage of calligraphy.  That is to say, he is not qualified to be the master's disciple. Thinking about it, Li Tu couldn't help but look at Su Ziyu again. No wonder she is so powerful. Su Ziyu looked at Li Tu.  He shook his head and said: "Except for that one person, there is no one qualified to be Master's disciple, and everyone thinks highly of him.  " "Hey, who is it?  "The middle-aged uncle was a little surprised. After all, those who are qualified to become Master's disciples will never be simple people. "Everyone is optimistic about him, which means they have affirmed his strength, talent, qualifications, etc. ""Prince Loulan, the most outstanding person in the world  Young people are also the most outstanding people I have ever met.  "Su Ziyu said calmly, with a little admiration. "Prince Loulan" Li Tu thought silently in his mind, maybe if he has the opportunity to go to Middle-earth, he can go and see it. "You can't imagine how outstanding this person is. Don't go.  Compared with him, otherwise you will only despair.  "Su Ziyu warned Li Tu very seriously. "Is it really that powerful?  "Li Tu asked curiously. The book and sword in his mind seemed not simple. If he understood it thoroughly "He became a bachelor at the age of nine and this is a very common thing for him.  thing.  So, don't compare with him, otherwise you will only be disappointed.  "Su Ziyu warned again. Hiss - Li Tu was really shocked. A nine-year-old bachelor, and this was a very common thing for him, it turned out to be so terrifying! "Boy, he became a bachelor.  , Immediately go to that academy in Middle-earth and trample that Prince Loulan under his feet" The middle-aged uncle grinned,Everyone regarded Prince Loulan as an idiot, or perhaps Li Tu as an idiot.  Li Tu had black lines all over his head. He really wanted to roll his eyes and let him step on Prince Loulan. It would be easier to ask him to smash Liangshan. Then he was surprised and said: "Little one, what are you doing?" At this time,  The little fox was drinking the apricot blossom wine in large gulps. He was drunk in a daze, his face was full of drunkenness, he was shaking his fists on the ground, swaying here and there, and making loud noises, while the crow was standing aside.  , with a strange smile on his face.  ¡°Obviously, it was the crow teaching the little fox how to drink.  Suddenly, the little fox turned into a ray of white light, rushed towards the crow and hugged it tightly, nibbling fiercely with its small beak until it got a piece of the bird's feathers in its mouth.  "Holy shit, why is this little fox so cruel? He wants to bite everything Let me go." The crow was stunned and struggled violently, but it was held tightly by the little fox's little claws.  The little mouth gnawed more fiercely, as if it had seen roasted meat.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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