This is the current psychological portrayal of the relationship between the Da Zhan delegation and the big guys in the literary academy.
With this misunderstanding and the fact that the Da Zhan delegation had just been defeated, they had no intention of staying any longer. A group of people just bowed their hands perfunctorily to the Academy of Literature, and then carried the unconscious Huangfu
Chongming left.
However, when passing by Su Pingan before leaving, Elder Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, and then snorted coldly: "Su Wenxiu is good at hiding his skills, and he has hidden them deeply enough. I hope Su Wenxiu can come to the Four Kingdoms Competition someday."
When I, Dazhan, come together, I, Dazhan, and all my superiors will be treated well and repay today's kindness!"
Today's feelings?
What a treat?!
Even a fool can hear the threat in this.
Especially when the other party said that he hid it deeply enough, Su Pingan was very surprised.
"Did the other party see through the existence of Shanhe Biwashi?!"
Su Ping'an could only think so.
Then, before Su Pingan could reply, Da Zhan and the others all had cold expressions on their faces. They all glared at Su Pingan and then left.
The people in Shendu cheered loudly.
"Let's go, let's go, a bunch of defeated men!"
"This group of people from the Da Zhan Mission are really funny. They challenged our Da Xuan Academy. I thought they were very capable. Except for playing some tricks on the calligraphy and winning one game, they didn't do anything else.
It’s ridiculous to win!”
"People like Da Zhan can only play clever tricks. In this Four Nations Competition, we will declare that we will definitely be able to defeat the Three Kingdoms and come out on top!"
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Su Ping'an was confused by Da Zhan's attitude. In the end, he could only attribute it to the other party who couldn't afford to lose. Then he shook his head and prepared to leave.
On today's trip, I listened to music, watched the excitement, got into fights, and got all the limelight that should and shouldn't be shown. Su Ping'an's trip today was considered a worthwhile one, but when he was about to meet Long Xuan
He apologized and was about to leave, but he suddenly received a message from an old voice, "Su Wenxiu, please wait a moment. I wonder if we can come to the back of the liberal arts college to get together!"
"Um?!"
When Su Ping'an heard this voice, he subconsciously glanced at the group of Wenzong bosses at the Wen Yuan. He thought it was someone here who had transmitted the message to him.
But when he looked over, he found that no one on the other side was looking over. Just when he was confused, he saw the bodies of several elders over there trembled, and their expressions changed. Soon after, Elder Chun from the Qin Courtyard appeared.
He came over with a strange look on his face.
Elder Chun came closer, looked at Su Ping'an, and then some doubts disappeared from his face, and he said calmly: "Su Wenxiu, our dean of the Faculty of Arts invites you to go to the back mountain of the Faculty of Arts for a gathering. Please come with me."
Bar!"
"Dean of the Academy of Arts!"
Hearing this, not only Su Ping'an's expression was shocked, but also Long Xuan's expression beside him changed drastically.
The dean of the Academy of Arts is an almost mythical existence in the city of Gods.
As early as when Long Xuan was young, he had heard that the dean of the Academy of Arts was already a semi-saint cultivator. He had always been like a dragon but never saw its end. Not many people in the Academy of Arts had even seen him. There were rumors that the old man
The dean is in seclusion, practicing Confucianism and Taoism, and wants to take the last crucial step; some people say that the old dean has traveled around the world and is missing. Even Emperor Daxuan wanted to see the old dean but failed many times.
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In a sense, after the Confucian sage, the current old dean of the Academy of Literature is like the pillar of the current Daxuan Kingdom, the divine needle that anchors the sea, and even the emperor has to show courtesy to him.
However, today, the old dean suddenly appeared and wanted to see Su Pingan. This made Long Xuan unmoved and shocked.
Su Ping'an knew very little about the old dean, so although he was shocked that the other party wanted to see him, he was not too shocked. He just bowed his hands and bowed, and then followed the other party towards the back mountain.
Long Xuan subconsciously wanted to follow him to see the old dean. Even if he had no demands, it would be very happy to meet the legendary figure. However, he never thought that after he followed him for only two steps, Elder Chun would
He turned around and said: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, the dean only said he wanted to see Su Wenxiu, so please stop."
"Uh... ok, ok. Peace, then I'll... go outside and wait for you first. We'll walk together after you come out."
Long Xuan originally wanted to say that if nothing happened, he would leave first, but then he thought, since he couldn't see the old dean, it would be good to hear what the old dean looked like and what he said from Su Pingan, so
He changed his tune temporarily and winked at Su Pingan.
Seeing this, Su Pingan smiled helplessly, then waved his hand in agreement.
Behind them, Bai Hao and the others still didn't know what was going on with Su Pingan, so they asked: "Your Highness, Sixth Highness, what is Pingan doing? Why did he follow the people from the Academy of Arts?"
His Highness the Sixth Prince then had an incomprehensible look on his face, and said with longing in his eyes: "Hush, Ping An is going to see the saint!"
"saint?!"
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We walked all the way through the courtyard, then passed through a courtyard gate, and arrived at the back hill of the Wenyuan.
The scenery here immediately became quieter and more deserted.
While walking on the road, Su Ping'an kept thinking, "Why does the old dean of the liberal arts college suddenly want to see me?"
He was not only thinking about this problem, Elder Chun who was leading the way was also thinking so. However, the old dean was a semi-saint, also commonly known as a sub-sage. Every move of a saint had its own true meaning, so he did not dare to make random guesses.
Just quietly leading the way.
After turning around a small stone path, Elder Chun finally led Su Ping'an to a few empty mountains and fields.
Here, surrounded by green mountains, with a winding path in front, green grass and painted sea all around, and high mountains and flowing water in the distance, it turns out to be a beautiful place.
"Su Wenxiu, the old dean is waiting for you inside. You can go in on your own."
Elder Chun was extremely polite to Su Pingan at this time. Even if it was Wenzong, he had to be cautious when facing someone who could be specially assigned to by the old dean.
Maybe there was something extraordinary about Su Pingan that made the old dean value him so much.
Elder Chun thought this in his heart, and then slowly retreated.
Su Ping'an didn't feel anything special. He just felt that the other party was acting mysteriously, so he smiled and walked straight inside along the stone path.
Everywhere he walked, he saw a stone tablet in the sea of flowers next to him, about two people tall, with two large characters engraved on it: Forbidden Land!
Seeing these two words, Su Ping'an was shocked, "I have heard of the forbidden area at the back of the Academy of Arts in the past. It seems that the Confucian saint's holy instrument, the Heavenly Pen, was here. The old dean suddenly called me here to do it.
What?"
When he was confused, the old voice sounded in Su Pingan's ears again, "Little friend Su, why are you still hanging out? Please come in..."
The words were undoubtedly from the old dean, but the other party's tone suddenly changed to be so polite, which made Su Ping'an very uncomfortable for a while.
The weasel paid New Year greetings to the rooster, which was not a good intention.
Showing courtesy for nothing is a traitor or a thief...
At this moment, various famous quotes and aphorisms flashed through Su Pingan's mind quickly like a barrage.
But if you think about it carefully, what can I do that makes people miss me?
But immediately he was shocked. Not to mention, he really had it, and that was the holy weapon... Shanhe Brush Washer!
"Is this old dean thinking about my sacred weapon?"
Su Pingan's heart suddenly tightened when he thought of this. Just when he was hesitating whether to turn around and run away now, another familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him, which made Su Pingan instantly feel at ease.