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

Zhuang Ya's face showed worry, even a hint of urgency.

"Uncle Zhuang, I understand your concerns, but I really appreciate your kindness. I have found a path that suits me, and I will stick to it and never give up on poetry."

Ci Song's tone was firm, he knew what he should do and what he shouldn't do. Although Zhuang Ya's Taoist magic shocked him, he knew his own advantages and goals better.

"well."

Zhuang Ya sighed deeply, his eyes even more worried. Ci Song just wanted to comfort him, but he heard Zhuang Ya speak slowly: "Taoist students all walk together in pairs. In the world, the yin and yang qi are not balanced in the body, and the same is true for Taoist magic. There is a way of yin. If you only practice one of the Yang Ways, you may be powerful, but after all, there will be a bottleneck in your realm and it will be difficult to reach the level of elegance.”

"So Taoist students all use Qi to ink in order to reconcile Yin and Yang Qi. The first step in our Taoist practice is to 'observe oneself', observing the attributes of our own talents, whether they are Yin or Yang. After that, we need to find a person. People with complementary talents, one can cultivate the Yin way, and the other can cultivate the Yang way. If the two complement each other and practice together, they can explore the great realm in the future."

"The way to deal with Taoist students is also very simple. Defeat one of them with all your strength and your Taoism will be destroyed. This is the secret of Taoist students' practice."

"So you know why I asked you to major in Taoism. Although the talent in your body has only one color, it is a perfect balance of yin and yang. If you follow the old Taoism and practice Taoism, your future will definitely reach a peak. High realm.”

Zhuang Ya looked at Ci Song and once again asked Ci Song to practice Taoism.

"Zhuang Ya, please stop talking. He should let Ci Song go his own way. It's better not to interfere."

At this time, Ci Qibai on the high platform had finished listening to Shi Yue's story, and slowly stood up and shouted to Zhuang Ya below. "Master, I..."

"Zhuang Ya, how many times have I told you not to forget about it anymore? Look at you, you have just passed your destiny, but you have made yourself like this."

Ci Qibai came to Zhuang Ya in a flash and patted his shoulder. Looking at this "old man" who was ten years younger than him, many words came to his mind, but in the end they turned into a sigh.

Zhuang Ya lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and whispered: "Master, I, I also want my brothers to have a good ending. If the young master insists on walking his own path, he will in the future. .”

"Zhuang Ya, that's enough, don't say any more."

Ci Qibai looked at Zhuang Ya's appearance and felt a pain in his heart, but his words were still stern. He knew that his little brother must have made predictions about his son's future in private, so he persisted like this today. Let his son turn to Taoism.

After all, Zhuang Ya had just said some time ago that the path of Ci Song could only be walked by himself, and it was best for others not to interfere. But today he started to interfere himself, which was obviously something bad he had calculated.

"Zhuang Ya, remember, divination is not omnipotent. It can only provide us with a possibility, and the future is full of countless variables. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master." Zhuang Ya lowered his head and said softly.

"You should go back and rest first. Don't do any divination during this period and take good care of yourself. Do you understand?"

Zhuang Ya nodded and then walked off the platform.

"Okay, next is Gao Chu Qi, do you have anything to tell Ci Song?"

Ci Qibai said to the middle-aged man playing with a piece of wood under the martial arts stage. The Song Dynasty also had an impression of this person. He was a carpenter in the general's mansion. His craftsmanship was very superb and the wood carvings he made were lifelike. After Gao Chuqi heard Ci Qibai's words, he stopped what he was doing, straightened up and looked at Ci Song on the martial arts stage.

"Master, just give the young master some advice. Don't you still have the Juzi Order in your hand? If you give this to the young master, who in the Mo family would dare to touch the young master?"

Gao Chuqi smiled, and then continued to play with the wood in his hand.

"Lao Qi, are you planning to become a hands-off shopkeeper?" Shang Han came over, patted Gao Chuqi on the shoulder, and joked.

"What you're saying is, I'm making some self-defense treasures for the young master. Isn't it more useful than you guys teaching these illusory things?"

Gao Chuqi brought the wood carving in his hand to him, looked at it carefully, then put it aside, picked up another piece of wood, and started carving.

"That's true. After all, the Mo family's mechanical skills are quite powerful." Shang Han smiled, then sat aside and watched Gao Chuqi carving the wood in his hand.

On the martial arts stage, Ci Qibai looked at Ci Song and said seriously: "My son, I have only one piece of advice for the Mo family. Don't mess with them. Don't conflict with them unless necessary."

"If you really want to compete with them for some opportunities, just defeat them openly. Don't use so-called tricks to trap them. Do you understand?"

Seeing how serious Ci Qibai was, Ci Song took the words to heart and nodded.

"About Mohist students, they are the most special beings in the world. People who are direct descendants of the Mohist family are Mohists from birth. They do not need to enter Mohism. After the talents from heaven and earth enter their bodies, they will be transformed into Mohism. They are the descendants of heaven and earth. Beloved, even if they don’t practice, their realm will naturally improve. According to legend, among the literati, the Mohists refer to the Mohist family.”

Hearing this, Ci Song was very puzzled, "Father, wasn't Kong Sheng the first person to become a saint? According to common sense, shouldn't it be a Confucian student who is the darling of heaven and earth?"

"I don't know the specific situation." Ci Qibai shook his head and said, "There are only a thousand people in the Confucian School, so most of the people you will face are ordinary students recruited by the Mohist School. Most of them are people who entered Mohism with the intention of controlling it. They are proficient in the mechanical techniques of the Mohist School. They don't have much combat power. They are good at using various materials to create various powerful mechanical beasts. So when fighting with them, you must first determine whether they are the direct descendants of the Mohist School or ordinary students."

Ci Qibai said again: "Of course, if the Mohist School is just what I said just now, then it is not so difficult to provoke. What really makes the Mohist School afraid of the world is their terrifying cohesion. They can give up everything, including their lives, for their companions. So, if you meet someone from the Mohist School, try not to make enemies with them, otherwise you will face endless conquests and hunts from the Mohist School."

Ci Song listened carefully. Although he didn't know much about the Mohist School, he could make his father so afraid, which made him understand that the Mohist School was indeed not easy to provoke.

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