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

Li Meng slowly walked out of the chariot, looked around, and then slowly spoke.

"Nobles of the Seven Kingdoms?"

Ci Song was slightly startled. He did not expect that these people were actually nobles. "But they look like aborigines?"

"That's because they stayed in the Great Zhou Secret Realm for too long. They should be the winners of the previous Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition. When the exit of the Great Zhou Secret Realm opened, they chose to stay in the Secret Realm to gain more opportunities in order to wait. The next exit is open.”

Hearing this, Ci Song frowned slightly and said: "According to your statement, there will be people staying at the Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition held every three years. Then wouldn't there be many people in this Great Zhou Secret Realm?"

"That's true, but people who stay in the secret realm are at risk of death at any time, but the benefits are also extremely high."

"Damn it, I was tricked by that brat Ji Han."

There was a hint of anger on Ci Song's face. He had previously promised Ji Han to help him kill the geniuses from the Seven Kingdoms in the secret realm of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He originally thought that they were just those "geniuses" who participated in the Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition, but he did not expect that there were still some left. People in the secret realm.

Although these people are not strong in cultivation, Ci Song was angry at Ji Han's behavior.

"Very good, Ji Han, you want to play tricks on me, right? Then let's see who can outsmart whom."

. . . . . .

Bai Yujing, in the Master's Hall, Chen Xintong was kneeling in front of the man in gorgeous clothes, saying: "Holy Master, the mirage has fallen."

"I have already sensed that Mirage's acquaintance with the teacher back then was a good story. I didn't expect it to be in such a situation now, falling into the Tianyuan Continent."

The man in rich clothes sighed, and then said: "Do you know why the mirage died?"

Chen Xintong shook his head. The man in gorgeous clothes spoke slowly, "In order to protect Tianyuan Continent, Mirage fought against the Lord of Chaos Realm. In the end, it was seriously injured and hid in Fenglin Continent. It has been looking for a way to save itself. Unfortunately..."

"What's a pity?" Chen Xintong was confused.

"It's a pity that it is a creature from the fairy world, and its injuries can only be healed by things from the fairy world."

The man in gorgeous clothes sighed, "Now that it has fallen, he has left all his talents to the creatures of Tianyuan Continent. Maybe when I die, I will make the same choice as Mirage."

"The Holy Master has the body of an immortal and has an infinite lifespan. How could he perish?" Chen Xintong quickly replied.

"No need to be shocked. This is the final destination of every great man. Although I have already seen through all this, if I cannot open up a new path of cultivation for the semi-saint, then I will sacrifice myself to provide the avenue and exchange for a trace of it. Opportunity for everyone to break through.”

"The mirage dragon has fallen, the world is in chaos, and troubled times are approaching. I, the First Master, cannot stand by and watch. If the alien race takes the opportunity to cause chaos, I will choose to be born at that time."

"The world is in chaos and the people are in dire straits. When a holy teacher comes into the world, he should save all people from the fire and water."

Chen Xintong kowtowed three times, her eyes filled with admiration and admiration.

"The fall of the mirage dragon also means that all those who cultivate talent in the world have advanced half a step forward. Xintong, how far are you from the realm of a saint?" the Saint Master asked Chen Xintong.

"Back to the Saint Master, there is still a thin line between my heart and the realm of a saint, but this line is like an abyss, which may be difficult to cross." Chen Xintong replied.

"There is nothing we can do about it. At least you have broken through to the sub-sage realm, and there is still the possibility of going further. I wonder if that little kid Xue Fufeng has broken through to the saint realm."

The Holy Master sighed slightly and said: "Unlike the many Half-Saints sleeping in our Master's Palace, even if they are at the peak of the Half-Saints, they cannot break through with the talent of Mirage Dragon. This is the real tragedy."

"As long as the Holy Master is here, we will definitely be able to find a way to break through in the future.

Let the semi-saint break through to the holy realm. "Chen Xintong looked at the man in fine clothes with admiration.

"I hope so." The man in rich clothes laughed at himself, then turned to look at Chen Xintong and continued: "Xintong, I heard that you were rejected as a disciple?"

"Exactly, there is a younger generation among the descendants of Saint Zigong Ya who have also awakened the Eyes of Saints. I wanted to accept him as a disciple and teach him the art of Eyes, but he refused."

Chen Xintong smiled helplessly, "The reputation of the First Master's Palace has really become worse and worse in recent years. Originally, when that boy saw my eyes, he wanted to accept my guidance, but after learning When I was the master of the First Master Hall, my expression changed immediately. I pretended to threaten him, but that boy was proud and insisted on refusing my apprenticeship. "

The man in fine clothes smiled and said, "Proud, proud, rare to find."

Chen Xintong was helpless, "Holy Master, please stop making fun of me."

"It doesn't matter, how can the cultivation of Saint's Eyes be so simple? Wait until that boy reaches a bottleneck, then go to him, and then he will take the initiative to worship you as his teacher without you threatening him." The man in rich clothes said with a smile.

"What the Holy Master said is wrong. That junior has a firm mind. Even if he really encounters a bottleneck in the future, I'm afraid he won't come to me again."

Chen Xintong shook his head. Although he only had a brief contact with Duanmu Qingcang, he saw a kind of "stubbornness" in Duanmu Qingcang.

"Oh? Are you so sure?" The man in rich clothes was surprised.

"Yeah." Chen Xintong said firmly.

"That's right. Senior Brother Zigong himself was a man who kept his word. It is only right that his descendants should have such ambitions."

. . . . . .

In the wild plains, Ci Song and Li Meng sat on a chariot together and drove towards the depths of the secret realm of Great Zhou.

During this journey, Ci Song killed many people. The so-called geniuses who practiced hard in the secret realm could not withstand a single sword attack from Ci Song. The people he killed had the highest level of talent, and he was already over 30 years old.

"These guys are really vulnerable."

Ci Song looked at the so-called geniuses who fell under his sword one after another, curled his lips, and said with some disappointment.

"Brother Ning, it seems that you did not come to this secret realm of the Great Zhou to find opportunities." Li Meng said slowly.

"Hmm? Discovered?"

Ci Song was slightly stunned, then shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless, and said: "Since I have been discovered, I will tell the truth. I came to this Great Zhou Secret Realm to make a deal with others, and the content of the deal is to kill people."

"Deal?" Li Meng frowned slightly. She never thought that Ci Song would tell her the truth so easily, "Who did you make a deal with?"

"Who else could it be? Guess who wants the students of the seven countries to die in the Great Zhou Secret Realm?" Li Meng frowned slightly, and some people flashed through her mind, but she quickly ruled them out. After all, these people could not know that Ci Song would appear in the Great Zhou Secret Realm, but soon, she thought of someone.

"The one who made a deal with Senior Brother Ning was the new Zhou Emperor, Ji Han, right?"