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

"Is this the Heavenly Pass? Why is it a little different from what I imagined?"

Ci Song and Mo Lin and his party have arrived outside the Heavenly Pass. They have already met Mo Yi. At this moment, their eyes are drawn to the towering passes, which are like giant dragons winding and connecting, stretching between heaven and earth, majestic.

Each pass is like a huge stone tablet, engraved with the traces of time and the vicissitudes of history. The walls on the pass are tall and solid, as if they can resist all invading enemies.

"It is rumored that the Holy Spirit Divine Wall was cast by the sacrifice of tens of thousands of saints. It contains the truth of heaven and earth. It is the most mysterious thing between heaven and earth, which is beyond our ability to comprehend."

Mo Yi spoke slowly, with a hint of emotion in his voice.

"This weather is really strange. When Penglong flew over Yan State, it was already an extremely cold day, but outside the Heavenly Pass, it was warm as spring, and even the sound of insects and birds could be heard."

Mo Lin looked at the scene below and couldn't help but become curious.

"The land of Tianguan is not affected by the four seasons. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is rich. Besides, outside this holy wall, it is the best place to practice literature and Taoism."

Mo explained and complained: "The old man has taught us these things in class. I know you didn't listen."

"Hehe, don't you have you? Do I still need to listen to the old man's lectures with you?" Mo Lin grinned and said.

"Having said that, there are some things that you still have to understand yourself."

Mo Yi shook his head and said, his eyes swept over everyone, and continued: "Brothers, remember, we are not here to travel and have fun, but we have a mission, so we must remain vigilant and not be careless."

"Love all and do not attack. The disciples of Momen should take the world as their responsibility. This time when we come to Tianguan, we must do our best to help Confucianism and protect this world."

"We understand."

The Mo family answered in unison, and their faces showed a firm look.

"It has to be Mo Yi. I will never say such words in my life." Mo Lin patted Mo Yi's shoulder and said with a smile. "Boss, stop teasing me."

Mo Yi smiled and shook his head, saying: "Let's go, let's go find Uncle Seven and Uncle Thirteen first and see how they arrange it."

Just as Penglong was about to fly into the range of Tianguan, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared in the sky. They were dressed differently, but all looked like Confucian robes.

"Mo family mechanical art? Are you from the Mo family?" The young man in the lead looked at Penglong with a surprised look on his face.

"I am Mo Lin, and this is everyone from my Mo family. We came to Tianguan this time to help Confucianism fight against the alien races in the Chaos Realm."

Mo Lin clasped his fists and said, with a smile on his face, his eyes swept over everyone.

"It turns out that you are all from the Mo family. I am a Confucian disciple, Li Changhe, and I meet you all from the Mo family."

Li Changhe also hurriedly bowed in return and saluted everyone from the Mo family.

"It's Brother Changhe. Nice to meet you." Mo Yi said with a smile. His eyes swept over Li Changhe and others. The lowest among them were all at the Hanlin level. Li Changhe stood in the air, but he could not sense any talent, which showed that his cultivation had reached the level of a literary master. "Is this your first time in Tianguan?" Li Changhe asked, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Yes, it is indeed our first time in Tianguan." Mo Lin nodded. "In that case, please follow me. Since yesterday, Tianguan has been under martial law. Anyone entering and leaving Tianguan needs to be identified. Please forgive me." Li Changhe bowed to Mo Lin and others. "It should be so. Please lead the way." After that, Li Changhe and several other people took the Mo family to fly into Tianguan. About half a minute later, the scene in front of everyone changed. A city wall stretching for thousands of miles appeared in their sight. The height of this city wall is as high as ten thousand feet, as if it is going to support the entire sky. At the top of the city wall, flags were vaguely seen fluttering, which looked solemn and majestic.

"Huh? When did this city wall appear? I didn't see it just now?" Mo Lin asked curiously. Just now, he could clearly see the pass in the distance, but there was no city wall.

"Is this the city wall of Tianguan? It is really magnificent!" Mo Lin looked at the city wall in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"It is said that this city wall was cast by Lord Shenlong. If you look at it from a distance, you can see thousands of miles away, but if you look at it from close, the city wall will really appear."

"This is a mirage, an illusion set up by Lord Shenlong. Its real purpose is twofold. One is to serve as the last line of defense against foreign races, and the other is to allow ordinary literati to see the scenery of Tianguan without entering Tianguan."

Li Changhe also explained to Mo Lin.

"It was actually made by Lord Mirage Dragon?"

Mo Lin was surprised when he heard this. The huge shadow of Mirage Dragon that he had seen on the top of Fenglin Mountain seemed to span the entire sky. The shadow of Lord Mirage Dragon alone was so powerful. If it was his real body, it would be even more terrifying.

"Lord Mirage Dragon is the mount of Confucius, and he is also the patron saint of all the schools of thought. Even if Lord Mirage Dragon dies, we will still keep him in our hearts."

Li Changhe continued, with a look of admiration on his face.

Just as Mo Lin was listening with great interest, Mo Yi's voice reached his ears alone: ​​"Mo Lin, you can ask me if you don't know anything. The old man has already told you about these things. If you ask everything, it seems that our trip is too hasty."

Mo Lin was also stunned, "Ah? The old man told you?"

"Forget it, talk less, do more, and ask me if you don't understand." Mo Yi continued to spread the message to Mo Lin and reminded him.

Ci Song was in the middle of the team, communicating with the remnant soul of Shenlong, "Lord Shenlong, did you really build this city wall?"

"Not so. This city wall was jointly built by the 72 sub-saint disciples who ascended with Confucius back then. It is called: Talent God Wall. However, I did leave some means on this city wall, and its function is just as that kid said." Shenlong's voice sounded in Ci Song's mind.

"This city wall is indeed the last line of defense in Tianguan, and it is also one of the biggest trump cards. It will not be easily used unless it is absolutely necessary." Shenlong continued to say.

"So that's it."

Ci Song nodded and said, his eyes swept over the city wall, and saw countless runes flashing on the wall. These runes seemed to contain some powerful power, which made people dare not look directly at them.

"Everyone, please follow me. I will take you to the place where your identity is verified. As long as your identity is correct, you can enter the Heavenly Gate."

Li Changhe's voice brought Ci Song's thoughts back to reality. He looked up and saw that Li Changhe had brought everyone to an open space under the city wall.

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