Chapter 494 The Guardian of the Questioning Hall, Zhongshang’s Great-Uncle, Zhongmei

"Hiss, why do I feel familiar with the breath of that boy?" The old man muttered to himself as he looked at Bai Ye who entered the hall.

"He is Bai Ye, the only child who has the possibility of becoming a saint after the change of the Great Dao as I told you before."

The Master looked at Bai Ye's departing back and said, his tone full of emotion and regret, "It's a pity that Han Sheng is ruthless and has been pursuing the peak of literature and Taoism all his life, but he, who has the soul of Han Sheng, is a lovelorn man."

Just as the two were sighing, a voice came from behind them, "Master, old man, Zhongshang has a request, I don't know if I should say it or not."

After hearing Zhongshang's voice, the Master and the old man said at the same time. When he turned around, he looked at Zhongshang. Before the teacher could speak, he saw the old man narrow his eyes and looked Zhongshang up and down, "Your name is Zhongshang? Zhongshang, who are you?"

"Old gentleman, you know the great-grandfather?"

Zhongshang looked at the old man with some surprise. His grandfather, that is, Zhongshang's grandfather, was an extremely long-lived person. Although he was only a literary giant, he lived for more than 1,200 years and witnessed the last glory of literature. His grandfather had his father in his twilight years, and his father died when he was ten years old.

As for his great-grandfather, the era he lived in was more than 2,000 years away from now, and the old man acted as if he knew his ancestor?

"Great-grandfather, this guy Zhong Zuo."

The old man raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, then shook his head, "No way, since he is the eldest son in the family, he should leave offspring for the family."

"Please introduce myself, I am Zhong Mei, the younger brother of Zhong Zuo."

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Chang was completely confused.

His great-grandfather was the direct bloodline of the family and the eldest son, but he had never heard that his great-grandfather had a younger brother? He was pulled by his father to recite the family tree since he was a child, which clearly recorded all the bloodlines of their Yan family for three thousand years, and he could not have remembered it wrong.

"Zhongsang, what old Zhongtou said is true. He is indeed your great-grandfather's younger brother. But..."

The teacher just took over the conversation and was interrupted by Zhong Mei, "It's just that I made some mistakes when I was young, which led to my expulsion from the family and my name was erased from the family tree, so you may not know my existence."

"But if that's the case, your current age..."

"I am now 2,017 years old."

Zhong Mei seemed to know what Zhongsang was thinking, and said: "Although the talent has only been born for more than 3,000 years, the human race has a history of tens of thousands of years. "Xiaoyaoyou has a saying": "In the south of Chu, there is For the spirits of the underworld, five hundred years is spring and five hundred years is autumn; in ancient times, there was a tree called Dachun, which was eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn. This is a great year. And Peng Zu is now famous for his longevity, and everyone is trying to match him. Isn't it sad? 'Although there is some exaggeration in it, it can be known that those ancient sages were more or less long-lived and lived for a long time. "

"And I am considered an immortal. In those days, people gave my physique a very bluffing name, called "Immortal Body", to praise me. "

"Zhongsang greets my uncle and great-grandfather." Hearing that the master confirmed Zhong Mei's identity, Zhongsang hurriedly half-knelt and saluted Zhong Mei.

"No need to be polite, I really didn't expect to meet a junior here. "

"Hiss, why do I feel a little familiar with the breath of that kid?" The old man looked at Bai Ye who entered the hall and muttered to himself.

"He is Bai Ye, the only child who has the potential to become a saint after the Great Dao changes."

The Master looked at Bai Ye's departing back and said, his tone full of emotion and regret, "It's a pity that Han Sheng is ruthless and has been pursuing the peak of literature and Taoism all his life, but he, who has the soul of Han Sheng, is a lovelorn man."

Just as the two were sighing, a voice came from behind them, "Master, old man, Zhongshang has a request, I don't know if I should say it or not."

After hearing Zhongshang's voice, the Master and the old man said at the same time. When he turned around, he looked at Zhongshang. Before the teacher could speak, he saw the old man narrow his eyes and looked Zhongshang up and down, "Your name is Zhongshang? Zhongshang, who are you?"

"Old gentleman, you know the great-grandfather?"

Zhongshang looked at the old man with some surprise. His grandfather, that is, Zhongshang's grandfather, was an extremely long-lived person. Although he was only a literary giant, he lived for more than 1,200 years and witnessed the last glory of literature. His grandfather had his father in his twilight years and died when his father was ten years old.

As for his great-grandfather, the era he lived in was more than 2,000 years ago, and the old man acted as if he knew his ancestor?

"Great-grandfather, this guy Zhong Zuo."

The old man raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then shook his head, "No way, who makes him the eldest son of the family, he should leave descendants for the family."

"Please introduce myself, I am Zhong Mei, the younger brother of Zhong Zuo."

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Chang was completely confused.

His great-grandfather was the direct bloodline of the family and the eldest son, but he had never heard that his great-grandfather had a younger brother? He was pulled by his father to recite the family tree since he was a child, which clearly recorded all the bloodlines of their Yan family for three thousand years, and he could not remember it wrong.

"Zhong Chang, what old Zhong said is true, he is indeed your great-grandfather's younger brother. It's just..."

The Master just took over the conversation when he was interrupted by Zhong Mei, "It's just that I made some mistakes when I was young, which led to me being expelled from the family and my name was erased from the family tree, so you may not know my existence."

"But if that's the case, your current age..."

"I am already 2,017 years old."

Zhong Mei seemed to know what Zhong Chou was thinking, and said: "Although the talent has only been born for more than 3,000 years, the human race has a history of tens of thousands of years. "Xiao Yao You has a saying": 'There is a ghost in the south of Chu, who regards five hundred years as spring and five hundred years as Autumn; in ancient times, there was a tree called Dachun, which was eight thousand years old as spring and eight thousand years old as autumn. This is a great year. But Peng Zu is now famous for his longevity, and everyone is trying to match him. Isn't it sad? 'Although there is some exaggeration in it, it can be known that those ancient sages were more or less long-lived and lived for a long time. "

"And I am considered an immortal. In those days, people gave my physique a very intimidating name, called "Immortal Body", to praise me. "

"Zhongsang greets my uncle and great-grandfather." Hearing that the master confirmed Zhong Mei's identity, Zhongsang hurriedly half-knelt to Zhong Mei.

"No need to be polite, I really didn't expect to meet a junior here. "