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

Yan Zheng frowned and looked at Zhong Bo. He had no idea that Zhong Bo would make such a request today.

He did not answer Zhong Bo directly, but just said: "During the time Zhong Qi is at Yan Sheng Academy, I will ask Mr. Yi to treat him well."

"Yi Guitu? Is he just a great scholar?" Zhong Bo frowned slightly and looked at Yan Zheng in confusion.

"His name is Yi Fusheng now, and he is named Huilu. He has already abandoned him."

I saw Yan Zheng slowly getting up and explaining slowly: "His talent is no worse than Duanmu Weili. He deliberately suppressed his realm back then, just to cultivate his literary heart to perfection before breaking through to the literary giant. If Qi Bai hadn't taken action back then, "Chong, the position of dean of Yan Sheng Academy has long been his."

"That's true. After all, he has been friends with the old dean of our Yan Sheng Academy for many years. If it hadn't been for Yi Guilu's breakthrough to the realm of literary giants, the position of dean would definitely be his."

Zhong Bo nodded slightly, agreeing with Yan Zheng's idea. Then he stood up, cupped his hands to Yan Zheng and said, "Senior Brother Yan helped Zhong Bo, so Zhong Bo can't be ungrateful."

"Now the Master's Palace is looking for traces of the saint's soul. They may do something to Bai Ye. Senior brother, please protect Bai Ye."

After hearing this, Yan Zheng's face showed a little solemnity, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Absolutely true."

"Oh, these old guys in the Master's Palace are all old goblins who have lived for thousands of years. How come they haven't lived enough? In order to break through the so-called realm, they go to any lengths and ignore the moral principles of saints. It's really ridiculous. ." Yan Zheng's tone was filled with disdain.

"Okay, I understand this. As long as something happens to Bai Ye, Master and I will go to the Master's Hall as soon as possible. Since those old guys want to ascend to immortality, then I will give them a ride."

Yan Zheng's tone was full of arrogance, as if he was saying an extremely simple thing.

Zhong Bo knew very well that Yan Zheng never said anything crazy. Once he said such words, he would definitely be able to do it.

He nodded, saluted Yan Zheng and said, "Senior brother, this is my last private meeting with you. I hope you can take good care of Zhong Qi."

"I see."

. . . . . .

"Teacher, did you say that Senior Brother Bai will come to Yan Sheng Academy to say goodbye today?"

"yes."

"Why did Senior Brother Bai leave?"

"For the Word in his heart."

At this time, in the library of Yan Sheng Academy, Ci Song had already packed Bai Ye's luggage according to Ning Ping'an's instructions.

And he also roughly guessed the reason why Bai Ye wanted to leave, "Teacher, is there still hope for Sister Rongrong's resurrection?"

"Well, now Ning Rongrong's soul has just dissipated. If she can go to Yingzhou to find the Moon Pearl, her soul can be reborn. By then, Ning Rongrong will also become a real scholar." Ning Ping'an explained to Ci Song.

"The art of gathering souls? I remember that Master Mirage used the art of gathering souls, right? Can Master Mirage's method save Sister Rongrong?"

Ci Song thought of the soul-gathering technique used by Master Mirage Dragon during the war between heaven and man, which might be a feasible method.

Ning Ping'an shook his head slightly, "That's different. The soul gathering technique used by Mirage Dragon is to extract your souls and send them to Fenglin Continent to participate in the battle. However, this is only temporary. Your souls will soon be gone. Return to itself, and this method cannot be used on Bai Ye's wife. Her three souls and six souls have long since returned to the netherworld. Only Ming Yuezhu can save her. "

"So that's it." Ci Song was slightly startled. He didn't expect Ning Rongrong's condition to be so serious.

"Let's go. I have sensed Bai Ye's aura. Yan Zheng set a simple test for Bai Ye. Just so you can see Bai Ye's true strength."

After that, Ning Ping'an took Ci Song to the back mountain of Yan Sheng Academy. This was the place where Ci Song broke off their engagement last time and where Yan Zheng set the test.

After Ning Ping'an brought Ci Song to the back mountain, he asked Ci Song to wait aside while he walked to an ancient pine and sat cross-legged.

Ci Song didn't ask any more questions. He knew that Ning Ping'an must be waiting for Bai Ye, and he was also looking forward to Bai Ye's true strength.

Not long after, Yan Zheng arrived here with Bai Ye and Duanmu Qingcang.

"Junior Brother Ci is here too."

After Bai Ye saw Ci Song, he bowed his hands and said, "Junior brother was attacked by Wen Qi a few days ago. Is your health feeling better?"

"Much better. Thanks to Senior Brother Bai for helping Ci Song clear his name. Now Ci Song's reputation in Zhongzhou City has been restored."

"This is what I should do." Bai Ye nodded slightly, then he looked at Ning Pingan, cupped his hands and said, "Bai Ye has met Mr. Ning."

"Well, your complexion looks much better. It seems that you have been taking good care of yourself these days."

Ning Ping'an's voice was very cold, but the care could still be heard.

"Yes, after all, I left this time to seek opportunities, so I have been recuperating these days, and I came to say goodbye today." Bai Ye nodded slightly and explained to Ning Ping'an.

Ning Ping'an didn't speak, just nodded.

Yan Zheng also spoke at the right time: "Bai Ye, my master will not stop you from your trip this time, but I still say the same thing, I will suppress the realm of literary giants, and on the premise that I summon the phantom of the saint, I can survive a hundred years." trick."

Duanmu Qingcang and Ci Song on the side were shocked when they heard that Yan Zheng proposed such a test.

"Hiss, this is the 'small test' that the teacher mentioned? Sure enough, people have different standards. The 'small test' that the teacher mentioned is equivalent to the 'basically impossible test' in my cognition." Ci Song complained in his heart.

Duanmu Qingcang stepped forward and asked in disbelief: "Dean Yan, is this test too difficult?"

"It's not too difficult. If I can't even take on these 100 moves, then leaving Yansheng Academy is also going to die."

Bai Ye agreed directly, and there was no fear on his face, as if it was not a difficult thing for him.

Duanmu Qingcang saw this and could only shake his head helplessly. He knew that Bai Ye was very strong, but this test was indeed very difficult.

"Okay, since you are so confident in your own strength, I won't say much."

Yan Zheng showed a faint smile on his face. Seeing Bai Ye's calm appearance, he was full of relief. His disciple did not become decadent, nor did he become radical and stubborn because of this, which made him, as a teacher, feel very relieved.

"Then let's get started now." Bai Ye bowed.

"Okay."

Yan Zheng nodded in agreement, then he slowly mobilized his own literary energy, and then the green talent broke through the sky and merged with the sky and the earth, and then a golden light flew into Yan Zheng's body. This is the method to summon the phantom of the saint.

. . . . .