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

"Huh? The aura in your thunder sword is quite pure. Have you obtained the thunder spirit?" Zhuang Diemeng looked at Ci Song suspiciously and asked Ci Song.

Hearing this, Ci Song frowned slightly. The Heavenly Punishment Thunder Spirit has always been one of Ci Song's secret weapons. He has never told anyone, including his teacher, that he only fought against this little girl once, and she... Did you see it?

Zhuang Diemeng came close to Ci Song, stared at the thunder sword in Ci Song's hand, and said: "If you don't say anything, I guessed it right. I also want a thunder spirit. Can you take me there?" Where you got the thunder spirit, can you get one for me too?”

"I got this from the battle between heaven and man. When you participate in the battle between heaven and man, you can try your luck."

Ci Song shook his hand, dispersed the thunder sword in his hand, then put his hand behind his back and continued: "What were the words you wrote when you used the Xiaoyao Sword Technique just now?"

"It's "Xiaoyaoyou", one of Zhuang Sheng's famous works? Aren't you illiterate?" Zhuang Diemeng looked at Ci Song curiously, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

"You are illiterate. What I learned is Daliang script. What kind of script are you writing?" Ci Song said angrily.

"Oh, Zhuang Sheng is from the Song Dynasty, so naturally he writes in Song Dynasty characters." Zhuang Diemeng replied.

Ci Song nodded. The Song Dynasty was a vassal state in the late Spring and Autumn Period. Its territory was divided by the three kingdoms of Qi, Wei and Chu. It is normal for Ci Song not to recognize these characters.

"If I write "Xiaoyaoyou" in small seal script, can I also use Xiaoyao Sword Technique?"

Ci Song suddenly had an idea. After all, when Zhuang Diemeng performed Xiaoyao Sword Technique just now, he saw it clearly from beginning to end, and even remembered every detail of the action.

Just do it, I saw that Ci Song also used his left finger as a pen, released his golden talent, and wrote "Xiaoyaoyou" in the air with small seal script, while his right hand condensed a long sword of golden talent.

"What are you..."

Zhuang Diemeng naturally saw that Ci Song was imitating her own Xiaoyao swordsmanship, but what puzzled her was that didn't Ci Song just say that he couldn't understand the words she wrote? What are these words he is writing now that he does not recognize?

Ning Ping'an, who was sitting on a chair in the courtyard, naturally saw what Ci Song wrote, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"If you take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth and control the debate of the six qi, and you want to swim infinitely, how can you treat him badly? Therefore, it is said: The perfect person has no self, the god has no merit, and the saint has no name."

After Ci Song wrote the first half of "Xiaoyaoyou", all the golden words surrounded Ci Song and merged into the golden sword in Ci Song's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Ci Song clearly felt an inexplicable power lingering around him, as if he had turned into a Kunpeng.

"Zhuang Diemeng, do you think my Xiaoyao swordsmanship is okay?" The next moment, Ci Song held a long sword and stabbed Zhuang Diemeng in front of him. The sword came out like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, ethereal and invisible, but extremely sharp. .

"No, you are serious."

Zhuang Diemeng's expression looked very flustered, but the movements in her hands did not stop at all. The black and white energy was released from her sword body, and she waved the soft sword to perform the eclipse of heaven and earth. In an instant, the surrounding space turned into black and white, and the Xiaoyao Sword in Ci Song's hand His movements also slowed down a bit.

"Duh!"

The long sword in Zhuang Diemeng's hand suddenly erupted with a clear sword sound. Along with the sound, a white sword energy burst out from Zhuang Diemeng's soft sword. The moment it collided with Ci Song's free sword technique, an explosion broke out. Huge energy fluctuations.

"boom!"

Ci Song only felt that the Kunpeng he had transformed was severely knocked away by the sword, and Zhuang Diemeng also felt uncomfortable. He was directly knocked tens of feet away by the sword before he stabilized his body.

"Where did you learn Xiaoyao Sword Technique?"

After Zhuang Diemeng stood firmly on the ground, he immediately asked. After all, Xiaoyao Sword Technique is one of the unique skills of Zhuang Sheng's lineage. If you don't teach it easily, no one knows it except for their direct descendants. And The Xiaoyao Sword Technique used by Ci Song just now was exactly the same as hers. Apart from being less skilled, there was no flaw in it.

"I said I learned it after watching you perform it once. Do you believe it?"

Ci Song dispersed his talents and looked at Zhuang Diemeng suspiciously. When he collided with him, he clearly felt that the black and white Qi in Zhuang Diemeng's body had also reached a perfect balance.

"Isn't it said that people who are born with a balance between yin and yang are rare in a thousand years? I met Dao Ziling before, and now I meet Zhuang Diemeng." Ci Song said to himself.

Zhuang Diemeng naturally heard Ci Song's words and replied with a smile: "Brother Dao Ziling and I are biological brothers and sisters. He can be an innate Taoist body, but I can't be?"

"ah?"

Ci Song was slightly startled. Since they are brothers and sisters, why is one named Zhuang and the other named Dao?

"Since Uncle Zhuang Ya left the Taoist family, there are no more members of the Zhuang Sheng lineage. That's why the old Taoist Lord asked you to change your surname to Zhuang and join the Zhuang Sheng lineage, right?"

Ning Ping'an, who was sitting in the courtyard, saw Ci Song's doubts and appeared to answer.

"Hey, Brother Ning, how did you know?" Zhuang Diemeng asked curiously.

"I have a good friend who is a Taoist, so he knows a little about Taoism." Ning Ping'an replied.

"Let's not talk about this yet."

I saw Zhuang Diemeng holding the long sword in his hand and threatening Ci Song with a fierce look like he was interrogating a prisoner: "Tell me, have you ever been to my Taoist school to steal my disciples?"

Ci Song looked at him and pouted, looking "extremely domineering", and not only laughed dumbly, "You said that if I really go to Taoism to steal my disciples, do you think the old Taoist master can't find it?"

"That's true. Then how can you write Zhuang Sheng's "Xiao Yao You"?"

Hearing Zhuang Diemeng's question, Ci Song felt that he was really miserable. This was one of the required texts in high school. He was randomly checked and didn't recite it. He copied it fifty times. I'm afraid I will never forget this "Xiao Yao You" in my life.

It's just that Ci Song couldn't say this, but he soon remembered his answer, "Didn't Senior Brother Dao Ziling tell you that Uncle Zhuang Ya is now at my house?"

"Really? Brother Ziling didn't tell me."

"Maybe you didn't ask." Ci Song just wanted to quickly change the topic, and then said: "Teacher, should we stay in Han Sheng College or go somewhere else for the rest of the time?"

"Don't worry, someone is here now. If we want to take this little girl away, I'm afraid we have to get his consent."

As soon as Ning Ping'an finished speaking, several figures appeared in the courtyard.

Ci Song looked carefully and saw Mr. Han Yanhan, Dean Han Mu, Dao Ziling and an old man, four people standing in the courtyard.

"Die Meng, you really gave my master and I a hard time looking for you."

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