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

After the words fell, the man in white robe turned to look behind him, "Mirage Dragon, since you are already here, just show up."

I saw a sudden distortion at the back of the hall, and a huge dragon head slowly emerged from the void. The dragon's eyes flashed with light, and the dragon's mouth opened and let out a thunderous dragon roar.

"It seems that you still haven't survived this catastrophe. Now you can't even maintain your human form."

The man in white robe slowly raised his hand, and a dragon roar slowly condensed from his palm, turning into a small dragon. Although this small dragon was only the size of a palm, it exuded a terrifying coercion, as if it could suppress the world.

Immediately afterwards, the little dragon flew out of his palm and poured directly into the huge dragon head of the mirage.

The mirage let out several thundering dragon roars, and then exhaled comfortably. There was a hint of gratitude in its huge dragon eyes. Finally, it turned into a pale man in purple and said to the man in white robes. : "Thank you, sir, for your help. Otherwise, Mirage Dragon may really fall."

"My dragon energy can only delay your injury, but cannot save your life. It's a pity." The man in white robe shook his head regretfully, "After you die, your talent will be returned to the world, and all living beings will enjoy it." With your blessing, this Tianyuan Continent will also usher in a prosperous age because of your death."

"Senior, I..."

Mirage was very unwilling. He was only one step away from surviving the catastrophe, becoming a saint, and becoming an immortal. He knew that the man in white robes in front of him must have a way to save himself.

The man in white robe had already seen through Mirage Dragon's mind, and his plain voice reached Mirage Dragon's ears, "Mirage Dragon, the world has changed a long time ago. Even if you survive the catastrophe and reach the realm of a saint, you will not be able to break the void and go there. Fairyland.”

"If you really want to continue living, I will show you a way."

As if grasping the last straw, Mirage quickly bowed and saluted: "Senior, please speak!"

"Give all your dragon energy to this child, and gather a trace of your soul into it. When this child ascends to the immortal world in the future, if he is willing, he can recast your body so that you can be reborn."

Hearing this, a look of enlightenment flashed in Mirage's eyes. He had already seen how extraordinary this child was. The Immortal Tower recognized its master and the Wen Yuan Orb passed down. Such luck could not be found even if one looked at the entire Tianyuan Continent. Secondly, if I can catch this line, I may not have the opportunity to recast my body in the future, but it will require giving up everything about me, including my life, which is a bit too risky.

Seeing that Mirage was hesitant, the man in white robe did not force him. After all, this choice was too risky for him and he needed to make his own decision.

After a while, Mirage looked up at the man in white robe, "Sir, may I ask if you have ever been to the fairy world?"

The man in white robe did not answer, but raised his hand and gently touched Mirage's eyebrows. The next moment, a golden ancient rune slowly condensed on Mirage's eyebrows.

"This is the method of teleportation in the fairy world. It is a mark of my soul. If you decide to take this child's path, when you reshape your body, you can crush this rune and teleport it to the dragon clan in the fairy world. Report to me when the time comes. With Fang Xin’s name, the Dragon Clan in the Immortal World will accept you.”

After a moment, the mirage dragon's huge eyes revealed a look of deep fear, "I didn't expect this person to come from the fairy world."

"It seems that this child is indeed extraordinary. Anyone who can be valued by him will definitely be able to achieve immortality even without the help of the Wen Yun Orb and the Immortal Tower."

In the end, Mirage gritted his teeth and said, "Wealth can be found in danger!"

Mirage then instilled all its dragon energy into Ci Song, which resonated with the golden dragon energy that already existed in Ci Song's body. A golden light rose from Ci Song's body. In Mirage's surprised eyes, his own dragon energy The energy instantly merged with the dragon energy in Ci Song's body, slowly condensing into a golden dragon that was ten thousand feet long.

Mirage did not stop, but worked hard to integrate the golden dragon into Ci Song's body. Originally, Mirage thought it would be difficult because when ordinary people merged with dragon energy, their bodies would reject it, but Ci Song's body seemed to be incompatible with it. This dragon energy was integrated into one body, and there was no rejection reaction at all. Instead, the dragon energy was smoothly integrated into Ci Song's body.

"As expected, he is the child chosen by the Immortal Tower and the Orb of Fortune. This kind of luck is really enviable."

Although Mirage felt a little unwilling, he was more thankful that he had made the right bet.

The man in white robe watched this scene quietly, with a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, "This boy has extraordinary luck. People with great luck are often accompanied by great opportunities. It seems that this world is about to change."

After a moment, the mirage withdrew its soul and looked at the man in white robe with a pale face, "Sir, I have gathered my dragon energy and a trace of my soul into the child's body. When he ascends to the fairy world in the future, I can be reborn."

The man in white robe nodded, "By the way, those bones of yours are very bad, so don't use them on this child, so as not to waste his talent."

"Yes." Mirage nodded quickly.

"Go ahead. If there is a chance in the future, I will meet you."

"Yes, sir."

As soon as the words fell, the mirage turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

The man in white robe turned to look at Ci Song who was unconscious on the ground, with a smile on his face, "My child, I have paved the road for you, it's up to you how you go."

After the words fell, the man in white robe raised his hand and gently brushed towards Ci Song. A soft light enveloped Ci Song, and then the mask on Ci Song flew out of his jade pendant and was put on his face. The next moment, his body disappeared from the spot.

. . . . . .

"Junior Brother Zhuang, Junior Brother Zhuang, how are you? Are you okay?"

Ci Song slowly opened his eyes and found that Zeng Xiangteng, Mo Lin and others surrounded him in the center of the crowd. Zeng Xiangteng was looking at him with a worried look.

"Why did I get out?"

Ci Song looked around curiously. He remembered that he was in a very dreamy palace. The man in white robe said that he would pass on his legacy to him. He was sent out without getting any benefits?

"We just saw a white light flying out of the Immortal Tower. We thought it was an opportunity, but we didn't expect it to be you, Junior Brother." Zeng Xiangteng explained slowly.

Then Mo Lin said, "Brother Zhuang, how is it, did you pass the test of the man in white robe?"

Hearing this, Ci Song shook his head and said, "If I passed, do you think I would be sent out unconscious?"

"That's true." Mo Lin nodded in agreement.

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