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

"Ci Song, the next step is to serve tea and apologize. Now Ruo Ci and the others are waiting in the Dean's Pavilion. You adjust your breath first. I will wait for you in the pavilion."

After that, Yan Zheng's figure disappeared on the stone bench, and Shi Yue on the side also began to use her talent to treat Ci Song.

"Master, if the master could see your performance today, he would definitely be very pleased. After all, the Ci family has successors." Shi Yue sighed while treating Ci Song's injuries. "Uncle Shi Yue, what kind of performance is this? Compared with Senior Brother Bai, it is far worse." Ci Song chuckled.

"Young Master, you are only twelve years old now, but you have already reached the level of a scholar, and you can even fight with a Jinshi. This is already very remarkable."

Shi Yue finished healing Ci Song, and looked at the young man in front of him with satisfaction, saying: "What's more, Bai Ye is not an ordinary Jinshi. The master once talked to us while drinking, saying that the young generation is now full of talents, and any one of them is enough to dominate for hundreds of years. Let alone Duanmu Qingcang, who has the eyes of a saint but has not yet awakened, and Zeng Xiangteng, who was born with the true phoenix vision and the divine body of the sky phoenix, Zhongsang, who received the true teachings of the sub-sage, was an extremely talented existence hundreds of years ago."

"And the terrifying thing about Bai Ye is that he was born with the soul of a saint, and has begun to gradually awaken it. This alone is enough to make him the pride of this era and the darling of the avenue." Shi Yue sighed.

"Soul of a Saint?"

Ci Song didn't really understand what this concept was. He had read some novels and knew about the existence of double pupils and pupil skills, so in Ci Song's opinion, the Soul of a Saint sounded not much different from Duanmu Qingcang's Sage Pupils.

"Those who possess the Soul of a Saint will become saints in the future."

"Will become saints?" Ci Song was completely dumbfounded. He originally thought that his Senior Brother Bai was very powerful, but it was only because of his good talent, hard work, and a bunch of stacked BUFFs that made him so powerful. He didn't expect that after all this time, the biggest cheat was also on Senior Brother Bai?

What's this?

Shi Yue's words instantly swept away the feeling of loss that Ci Song had after losing to Bai Ye. Just kidding, he lost to a future saint, and he was two realms higher than him. It was not unfair for him to lose.

And the two senior brothers who fought with him at the Five Academy Tea Party were not ordinary people either. However, Ci Song also felt very fortunate at this time. If he knew that Duanmu Qingcang and Zeng Xiangteng had such a big name, he would definitely feel pressure when facing them, and his mentality when fighting with them would be completely different from before. It is still unknown whether he can exert his full strength.

Shi Yue looked at Ci Song's face full of disbelief and said softly: "So, Master, you are actually not bad. Your current cultivation is already very remarkable. You just haven't fully developed your talent."

"Besides, what about saints? Saints are also people. The reason why they can become saints is that they have come step by step. They also came from ordinary people like us."

"So, Master, you don't have to belittle yourself. You just need to strengthen your Tao heart and keep going."

Shi Yue's words really comforted Ci Song, but he was also very curious. Why did Uncle Shi Yue know so much about the outside world? Didn't he stay in the yard reading books every day?

"Uncle Shi Yue, where did you know these things? Why have I never heard others say it?" Ci Song asked curiously.

Hearing this, Shi Yue smiled and said, "Master, you don't really think that I just stay in the library every day to look after some relatively unimportant books?"

"That's right, you are a great scholar after all, and you must know more than me." Ci Song said to himself.

"Yes, the reason why we didn't dare to tell you some things before was that we felt that if you were exposed to these things too early, it would affect your mentality. Now that you have broken through the scholar level, you have a promising future. We should also tell you some things slowly."

Shi Yue saw that Ci Song had almost recovered, so she said to Ci Song, "Master, let's go to the Dean's Pavilion. The sooner this marriage is postponed, the sooner it will be over."

"Yes."

Ci Song nodded and went to the Dean's Pavilion with Shi Yue.

At this time, Yan Zheng, Meng Ruo, and Yan Ruoci were all sitting on chairs in the Dean's Pavilion. The three of them had different expressions. Yan Zheng's face was serious and cold, Meng Ruo was entangled and worried, and Yan Ruoci was puzzled and puzzled. She didn't know what happened. She was still practicing well, why did Mr. Ning call her here. As for Ning Ping'an, he sat in the corner, closed his eyes and rested. Next to him stood a man wearing a mask and a white Confucian robe. He was Dean Yan's younger brother, Yan Wen. "I still say the same thing. If you dare to speak rudely today, I won't touch you, but someone will take care of you." Ning Ping'an said to Yan Wen calmly. Yan Wen did not respond, and no one knew what expression he had under the mask. Soon, Ci Song came to the Dean's Pavilion. After seeing the five people, he saluted them first. Before Ci Song could speak, Shi Yue walked to the masked man and said coldly: "You beast, what face do you have to show up here?"

As soon as these words came out, Ci Song was stunned. He had no idea how the always gentle and gentle Uncle Shiyue suddenly broke his guard and even cursed people so unpleasantly.

However, Ci Song quickly reacted and murmured in his heart: "No wonder Uncle Shiyue knew that this person bullied me some time ago, and now he is venting his anger on me."

"Shi Yue, watch your words." The masked man Yan Wen said coldly.

"I'm annoyed when I see this mask of yours. Can you get out of here? If it weren't for you, my sister-in-law's Dantian would be damaged and there would be no hope of breakthrough in this life? How could Ruo Ci's talent be as bad as it is now?"

Shi Yue's tone was very serious, and he even had a faint urge to fight Yan Wen. If Ning Ping'an wasn't there, he might really do it directly.

"Oh, you are just a stupid dog now, so what qualifications do you have to argue with me here?"

Yan Wen's tone was equally cold. He didn't expect that after decades, Shi Yue would still hate him.

"Do you dare to fight with me and let me see how strong Yan Wen is, who claimed to be 'the master of the world'?"

Shi Yue's tone was full of utter sarcasm, especially when he mentioned the words "Talk lightly about the world", he deliberately accentuated his tone in order to disgust the person in front of him.

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