Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Going up another level, there are the four direct disciples of Kong Sheng Academy. After seeing Ci Song sitting in the center, Mo Yao could not suppress the smile on his face.

Mo Yao said excitedly: "As expected of my brother Ci Song, I knew he could win the championship. After this tea party, I discussed with grandpa to advance our marriage!"

"Junior Sister Mo and Junior Brother Ci are really talented and handsome, talented and beautiful." Beiyuan said at the right time from the side.

He also pursued Mo Yao, but was rejected. At first, he was unwilling to give in, but that was all. Now that he learned that Mo Yao and Ci Song were already engaged, this unwillingness disappeared. Disappeared without a trace.

"Yeah, no wonder Junior Sister Mo looks down on these crooked men like me. It turns out it's because of handsome men like Junior Brother Ci." Shu Feng also joked on the side.

"Senior brother, I told you that Brother Ci Song will definitely get good results. Do you believe it now?"

Mo Yao's tone was full of pride, as if she was assuming the identity of his wife.

"Believe it, believe it!"

Beiyuan and Shufeng hurriedly said that they were both sensible people, so naturally they couldn't spoil their junior sister's interest.

"Two senior brothers, I don't quite understand why you gave up competing with Duanmu Qingcang for the only remaining tea shop position?"

Wu Yun suddenly said at this time, when they originally went down to the 710th level, there was still a seat in the tea shop. They could obviously compete for this last seat, but Beiyuan and Shufeng chose to let Duanmu Qing Cang stayed in the tea shop while they went down ten more steps and finally sat together with Mo Yao.

"Kong Sheng said: A gentleman is reserved but not fighting, and a group is not a party. Junior Brother Wu, even if we fight for this seat, what's the use, it is just to lean further forward. It would be better for us four senior brothers and junior sisters to gather together "Comfortable here?" Beiyuan said slowly.

"Yes, what Senior Brother Beiyuan said makes sense." Shu Feng said with a smile.

Wu Yun's face was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It seems that this year's Five Courtyard Tea Party will be much better than previous years."

The master's voice came from all directions in the attic, and the next second, five figures appeared on the five tea seats in the center.

"I've met the Master."

All the students present stood up and saluted the Master.

"You don't have to be polite." The master smiled, and then he introduced the other five people to everyone present. The first one to introduce was Ning Ping'an, the teacher of Ci Song.

"This old gentleman may not be recognized by many students here. His name is Ning Pingan. Maybe everyone is not familiar with this name, but everyone must have heard of his title."

"Ning Swordsman, who roams the world without borders, has only one enemy in the world."

"It's actually Ning Jianke. How could he be a teacher at Yan Sheng Academy?"

Most of the students present were shocked. In their perception, Ningpingan was almost equal to a legendary existence. They did not expect to see such a legendary figure today. They were really in disbelief.

Ning Ping'an was once known as the top two swordsman in the world. As for the other one who was known as the top two swordsman in the world, it was his fellow disciple Gongsun Cuo.

According to legend, Ning Ping'an and Gongsun Cuo were only twelve or thirteen years old when they came out of the mountain. At that time, the two brothers were able to argue with semi-sages and discuss doctrines with sub-sages. There was a passage describing the two brothers.

If two people protect a land and water, the people can live and work in peace and contentment; if their swords are unsheathed, the mountains and rivers can be shattered; if one sword flies across the sky, the gods and demons in the heavens can retreat.

Such a character is still alive in this world. Counting his age, he is at least more than 700 years old. I didn't expect that he is still alive.

"I have met Mr. Ning." After the master introduced Ning Ping'an, all the students saluted Ning Ping'an. Ci Song looked at his teacher, filled with questions, "My teacher still has such a cool title? I Why doesn’t this apprentice know?”

"As for the others, you should all know them, Duanmu Weili, the dean of Zigong Academy, Zhong Bo, the dean of Zilu Academy, and Zeng Huaigu, the dean of Zengsheng Academy."

The Master then introduced several other gentlemen present in turn, and all the students also saluted them one after another.

"Okay, since everyone has sat down at their seats, I won't say anything more. The talent banquet has officially begun."

As the Master's voice came out, the candles originally placed on each seat lit up at the same time, and the entire attic was instantly illuminated by the bright candlelight. At the same time, a series of graceful and beautiful music sounded from all directions, and the rhythm was like It keeps rising and falling like flowing water, as if hundreds of fairies are singing and dancing softly.

Then Ci Song looked up and discovered that the entire attic was filled with curls of white mist, like a fairyland, unlike anything in the mortal world.

"What is this going to do?"

Ci Song looked around, not knowing what to do.

"Junior Brother Ci, the talent banquet has already begun." Bai Ye reminded on the side.

"What do you mean?" Ci Song asked confused.

"The white mist above is the talent left by Kong Sheng and the seventy-two sub-sages. The so-called talent banquet is a banquet where one uses one's own talent to plunder the talent above and turn it into a spiritual banquet."

Bai Ye explained, "In this banquet, the more outstanding talents are displayed, the more talents will be plundered, and those who can win in this banquet will receive many benefits."

"Benefits?" Ci Song asked doubtfully, "What benefits?"

Bai Ye explained, "For example, directly breaking through a cultivation level, or improving one's own qualifications."

Just as Ci Song finished listening to Bai Ye's explanation, the teacher's voice came again: "The top of this talent banquet will be rewarded with a wolf-hair ink brush used during the time of Confucius the Great Scholar."

As soon as the voice fell, the students in the entire attic were all excited. It was a great opportunity to get the wolf-hair ink brush used by Confucius the Great Scholar.

"This kind of reward is beyond the imagination of ordinary people." Bai Ye looked at Ci Song and smiled, "Junior brother, are you ready?"

"Me?" Ci Song was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I haven't prepared anything, what should I do?"

Bai Ye smiled, "What is there to worry about, just work hard, you are the only one participating in our Yansheng Academy's talent banquet this time, just do your best."

"Ah?"

At the same time, the teacher's voice came again: "Dear students, the talent banquet has begun, you can start."

As soon as the voice fell, the students present all looked solemn. They knew that this was the first time they had the opportunity to show their talents in front of five people of such high status since they embarked on the road of cultivation, and it was also one of the most important moments in their lives.

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