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

Ci Song's heart moved. He knew that what the man said was most likely true.

"How can I believe you?"

Ci Song did not make a decision immediately. He had to act cautiously and could not easily believe these two people from the immortal clan.

"You don't need to believe us, you just need to believe yourself."

The man smiled slightly, then turned around and walked away with the woman. Their figures gradually disappeared into the night, leaving only a faint light band across the void.

Ci Song stood there, his eyes flickering. He knew that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to understand the truth about his mother. But at the same time, it was also a risk, a risk of falling into unknown danger.

He took a deep breath, then stepped onto the light band. The light band trembled slightly, as if welcoming his arrival. His figure gradually disappeared from the spot, leaving only a faint fluctuation of talent, slowly dissipating in the air.

Ci Song felt as if he had passed through an endless void, and everything around him became blurry and illusory. His consciousness began to gradually blur, as if he fell into a deep sleep.

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On the other side, Ning Ping'an and Tan Tai Jun Heng had already led Bai Ye and his party out of the ghost den safely. It only took them half a day to return to the killing array they left, that is, the valley full of corpses. Along the way, Bai Ye proposed more than once to go back and bring Ci Song back, but was stopped by Ning Ping'an.

Just when Tan Tai Jun Heng was about to ask Bai Ye to suspend the Ten Directions Killing Array, Ning Ping'an said at this moment: "Don't be impatient, Bai Ye, wait until you absorb the ghost king's soul, then we will return to Tianguan."

"Mr. Ning, this place still belongs to the Chaos Realm after all. In my opinion, it is better to wait until we return to Tianguan before letting Bai Ye absorb the soul."

Duanmu Qingcang spoke out his thoughts. Of course, he thought so for Bai Ye's safety. He was worried that no one would protect Bai Ye. If Bai Ye absorbed the soul here, it would be bad.

"Duanmu Qingcang's worries are not without reason."

Zhong Chang also nodded, agreeing with Duanmu Qingcang's proposal.

"No, if we return to Tianguan, let alone whether this ghost soul can be absorbed, it is still unknown whether Bai Ye can survive."

Ning Ping'an's eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity. After all, Bai Ye broke through Tianguan forcibly and broke into the Chaos Realm. He will definitely face punishment after returning.

Tan Tai Junheng on the side was deeply touched by Ning Ping'an's words. He was like Bai Ye, breaking into the Chaos Realm without authorization, but he was seriously injured when he returned to Tianguan. Although he did not receive any punishment at that time, after he recovered a certain amount of strength, he was sent to the Heart-Searching Hall, and was tortured by his heart day and night. Even when he recalled the experience now, he still felt lingering fear.

"Bai Ye, listen to Mr. Ning. Absorb the soul first. You have the soul of a saint, which has a strong suppressive power on the soul. This is your advantage. You just need to stick to your original intention. Absorbing the soul will not be a big problem for you."

Tan Tai Jun Heng also advised. His tone was very peaceful, but the meaning was self-evident.

Bai Ye nodded slightly. Since he had come here, he had already thought of all the subsequent plans. His original plan was to kill Feng Xiang and take his soul, find a secluded place, absorb the soul, and then look for an opportunity to return to Tianguan.

But he didn't expect that Mr. Ning, Ci Song, Duanmu Qingcang and his party would find him in advance, disrupting all his subsequent plans. The reason why he didn't absorb the soul on the way was because his talent was almost exhausted, and he was afraid of accidents, which would make him unable to absorb the soul safely.

Now that Ning Ping'an and Tan Tai Jun Heng proposed to let him absorb it, and his talent has recovered a little, now is indeed a suitable time.

Bai Ye raised his hand and waved it. A black and white chick suddenly appeared in his palm. Bai Ye sat on the ground. Then, he suddenly clenched his fist. The chick instantly shattered into a black gas that lingered around his fist. Then Bai Ye used his own talent to make the black smoke sink into his brow.

As the soul of the underworld entered, Bai Ye's body began to tremble. That was the pain caused by his forced absorption of Feng Xiang's soul. His face turned pale, and the veins on his forehead bulged, as if he was under great pressure.

But soon, a golden light flashed from Bai Ye's brow. That was the soul of Han Sheng starting to play a role and protect Bai Ye. Bai Ye's pain began to gradually ease, and his breathing became more stable. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he fell into a deep sleep, but earth-shaking changes were taking place in his body.

Seeing Bai Ye stabilized, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Tan Tai Jun Heng drew out the long sword from his waist and said, "I'll patrol the surroundings, you stay here to watch Bai Ye."

"Mr. Tan Tai, I'll go with you."

Zeng Xiangteng suddenly said that he didn't put in any effort to rescue Bai Ye this time, just killed a few small fish, which made him, who was also one of the "Four Little Saints", feel a little uncomfortable. Of course, he didn't care about any false reputation, but subconsciously felt that he should do something.

Tan Tai Jun Heng glanced at Zeng Xiangteng, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, then you come with me."

The two figures moved and disappeared into the valley.

Duanmu Qingcang sat beside Bai Ye and began to protect Bai Ye. His eyes were always on Bai Ye, without any slackness.

Seeing that Bai Ye's situation was getting into trouble, Zhong Qi turned to look at Ning Ping'an and said, "Mr. Ning, do you really trust Junior Brother Ci to fight against the Ghost Ancestor alone? No matter how talented Junior Brother Ci is, his cultivation level is not that of a Confucian scholar. There is still a huge gap between the realm and the existence of Ghost Ancestor."

"Ci Song will be fine."

Ning Ping'an turned his back to Zhong Qi, shook his head, and replied: "If it were the Ghost Ancestor in his true peak period, even I would have to spend some effort to really take him down, but what Ci Song has to face is to be defeated. The detonated Yasheng treasure was seriously injured, and the ghost ancestor was incomparable in strength. Such a ghost ancestor is not invincible to Ci Song. "

Speaking of this, Ning Ping'an turned to look at Zhong Qi and said: "Of course, all this is your credit. If you were not willing to contribute the Yasheng Treasure, it is still unclear whether we can evacuate safely. Wait until we wait. After returning to Tianguan, I will find a way to compensate you. "

"Zhongqi took out the blue pen just to protect himself. Mr. Ning doesn't need to take it to heart."

Zhong Qi smiled indifferently, as if he didn't care, "It's just that even if there is not even one ghost ancestor out of ten, they are still the same as a half-saint. What's more, Junior Brother Ci has to face not only one, but also three other ghost ancestors. "

Ning Ping'an heard something in Zhong Qi's words and said, "Whatever you have in mind, just say it. There's no need to hide it."

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