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

"Master, you don't want me to go to the Heart-Searching Hall for the trial, do you?" Ci Song looked at the Master's deep eyes, and an awkward smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you think? Our Confucian 'Four Little Saints' have all gone to participate in the trial. How can you, the 'Little Poet Saint', not go? Besides, you are still young, and you may not know what your true heart is. Going to participate in the Heart-Searching Trial is definitely not a bad thing for you."

Ci Song did not want to participate in the Heart-Searching Hall's trial, but he was afraid that the Wenyun Pearl in his body would be detected by the Heart-Searching Hall, and then cause too much trouble.

Seeing Ci Song's hesitation, the Master was very curious and continued to question Ci Song, "Although you always say that you are timid, you always face difficulties head-on. Why did you start to retreat when you met the Heart-Searching Hall today? This is not like you."

"Master, I am not retreating. It's just that I just returned from the Chaos Realm and fought with the Ghost Ancestor. I am stained with a lot of ghost energy. If I enter the Heart-Searching Hall, I am afraid it will not be good."

Ci Song hurriedly explained. He did not lie. Although the ghost soul of the Ghost Ancestor was swallowed by the residual soul of the Mirage Dragon in his body, he was also filled with ghost energy.

"How about this, Master, let Ci Song stabilize his own talent first, and then enter?"

Ci Song gave a reason. Without waiting for the Master to answer, Ci Song sat on the ground and began to adjust his own talent, but in fact, he directly introduced his soul into the Wenyun Orb and asked the old man in the Wenyun Orb whether he could enter the Heart-Searching Hall.

"You are quite cautious."

The Master saw this and did not say much, but continued to chat with Zhong Mei, "Old Zhong, do you think this boy looks familiar?"

"Let's not talk about this for now. What did this boy say just now? He fought with the Ghost Ancestor? The talent and cultivation he exudes is only that of a great scholar. The Ghost Ancestor is an existence beyond the semi-saint. A great scholar would be annihilated directly if he walked in front of the Ghost Ancestor, let alone fighting with the Ghost Ancestor. Zhong Mei looked at the Master curiously.

"This is also thanks to the young Zhong. If he hadn't been willing to detonate the Azure Pen and severely injure the Ghost Ancestor, how could this boy have the opportunity to fight with the Ghost Ancestor and kill him." The Master replied.

"What?!"

After hearing what the Master said, Zhong Mei threw the palm-leaf fan in his hand directly and it fell on the ground. With a "boom", a deep pit was formed where the palm-leaf fan fell. The surroundings instantly turned into nothingness, leaving only the fan standing quietly in the deep pit.

Zhong Mei swallowed hard, and there was shock in his eyes. There were two things that shocked him. The first was that he heard that Ci Song had killed the seriously injured Ghost Ancestor. In his opinion, this was not impossible. He had lived for a long time and naturally saw too many geniuses. Ci Song's talent did surprise him, but not to this extent.

What shocked him the most was the second point. The inheritance treasure left by Zilu Yasheng, the Zhanqing Pen, was actually detonated? As a descendant of Zilu Yasheng, he naturally knew the importance of the Zhanqing Pen to their Zhong family.

Perhaps the Azure Pen is not the best among the sub-saints' treasures. After all, not long after the sub-saint Zilu broke through, he followed Confucius to the immortal world, and the Azure Pen was not nurtured by the sub-saint Zilu with his talent.

There are many sub-saints in later generations, most of whom cannot step into the realm of saints in their lifetime, and the sub-saint treasures in their hands have been with them for at least a thousand years until they fall. The power of the saints in them is far inferior to the Azure Pen.

But the Azure Pen symbolizes the blood inheritance of the sub-saint Zilu, which is far from the sub-saints who cannot leave their lives in the history books after their fall. Zhong Mei, as the descendant of the sub-saint Zilu, naturally knows much more than others, so he lost his composure when he heard that the Azure Pen was detonated.

"Could it be that my descendant is a lunatic?"

Just as Zhong Mei was shocked, he saw the teacher raise his hand and suck the cattail fan on the ground into his hand, and then gently waved it, and the deep pit on the ground instantly recovered as before, and then the teacher handed the cattail fan back to Zhong Mei.

"Master, you don't want me to go to the Heart-Searching Hall for the trial, do you?" Ci Song looked at the Master's deep eyes, and an awkward smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you think? Our Confucian 'Four Little Saints' have all gone to participate in the trial. How can you, the 'Little Poet Saint', not go? Besides, you are still young, and you may not know what your true heart is. Going to participate in the Heart-Searching Trial is definitely not a bad thing for you."

Ci Song did not want to participate in the Heart-Searching Hall's trial, but he was afraid that the Wenyun Pearl in his body would be detected by the Heart-Searching Hall, and then cause too much trouble.

Seeing Ci Song's hesitation, the Master was very curious and continued to question Ci Song, "Although you always say that you are timid, you always face difficulties head-on. Why did you start to retreat when you met the Hall of Inquiry today? This is not like you."

"Master, I am not retreating. It's just that I just returned from the Chaos Realm and fought with the Ghost Ancestor. I am contaminated with a lot of ghost energy. If I enter the Hall of Inquiry, I am afraid it will not be good."

Ci Song hurriedly explained. He did not lie. Although the ghost soul of the Ghost Ancestor was devoured by the residual soul of the mirage dragon in his body, his body was also filled with ghost energy.

"How about this, Master, let Ci Song stabilize his own talent first, and then enter?"

Ci Song gave a reason. Without waiting for the teacher to answer, Ci Song sat on the ground and began to adjust his own talent. In fact, he directly introduced his soul into the Wenyun Orb and asked the old man in the Wenyun Orb whether he could enter the Heart-Searching Hall.

"You are quite cautious."

Seeing this, the teacher did not say much, but continued to chat with Zhong Mei, "Old Zhong, do you think this kid looks familiar?"

"Let's not talk about this first. What did this kid say just now? He fought with the Ghost Ancestor? The talent and cultivation he exudes is only that of a great scholar. The Ghost Ancestor is an existence beyond the semi-saint. The great scholar, let alone fighting with the Ghost Ancestor, will be annihilated directly even if he walks in front of the Ghost Ancestor. How did this kid fight with the Ghost Ancestor?" Zhong Mei looked at the teacher curiously.

"This is also thanks to the young Zhong. If he hadn't been willing to detonate the Azure Pen and seriously injure the Ghost Ancestor, how could this kid have the opportunity to fight with the Ghost Ancestor and kill him." The teacher replied.

"What?!"

After hearing what the Master said, Zhong Mei threw the palm-leaf fan in his hand directly and it fell on the ground. With a "boom", a deep pit was formed where the palm-leaf fan fell. The surroundings instantly turned into nothingness, leaving only the fan standing quietly in the deep pit.

Zhong Mei swallowed hard, and there was shock in his eyes. There were two things that shocked him. The first was that he heard that Ci Song had killed the seriously injured Ghost Ancestor. In his opinion, this was not impossible. He had lived for a long time and naturally saw too many geniuses. Ci Song's talent did surprise him, but not to this extent.

What shocked him the most was the second point. The inheritance treasure left by Zilu Yasheng, the Zhanqing Pen, was actually detonated? As a descendant of Zilu Yasheng, he naturally knew the importance of the Zhanqing Pen to their Zhong family.

Perhaps the Azure Pen is not the best among the sub-saints' treasures. After all, not long after the breakthrough, Sub-Saint Zilu followed Saint Kong to ascend to the immortal world, and the Azure Pen was not nurtured by Sub-Saint Zilu's talent.

There are many sub-saints in later generations, most of whom cannot step into the realm of saints in their lifetime, and the sub-saint treasures in their hands have been with them for at least a thousand years until their death. The power of the saints in them is far inferior to that of the Azure Pen.

But the Azure Pen symbolizes the blood inheritance of Sub-Saint Zilu, which is far from the sub-saints who died but could not leave their lives in the history books. Zhong Mei, as the descendant of Sub-Saint Zilu, naturally knows much more than others, so he lost his composure when he heard that the Azure Pen was detonated.

"Could it be that my descendant is a lunatic?"

Just as Zhong Mei was shocked, he saw the teacher raise his hand and suck the cattail fan on the ground into his hand, and then gently waved it, and the deep pit on the ground instantly recovered as before, and then the teacher handed the cattail fan back to Zhong Mei.