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

"Junior Brother Ci's talent is really enviable. In this way, it is also an honor for me to go to the underworld with Junior Brother Ci today."

Xingxu's mouth was drawn with a smile, but behind this smile, there was a hint of palpitation.

Suddenly, with a "thump", Xingxu fell to the ground without warning as if hit by a heavy hammer. His body trembled violently, as if he was making a final struggle with the evil spirit. Above his body, a bright golden ball of talent slowly condensed.

This ball of talent exuded a trembling and terrifying aura, as if it contained some kind of power to destroy the world. It kept rising, dyeing the surrounding air golden. At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the light ball, making it impossible to look directly at it.

After the light, a complex spell slowly emerged in the air. It was like an ancient rune, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura. This spell slowly rotated in the air, as if it had life. Gradually, the spell began to change, gradually turning into a huge "holy" character.

This "holy" character was like a towering mountain, standing in the air, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. It seemed to have a magical power that could attract the vitality between heaven and earth. At this moment, it was flying towards Ci Song, and directly involved in it. Ci Song looked at the scene in front of him, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

"Young master, hide quickly, that is the Yang curse of the Saint's Curse!"

When Shi Yue and others below reacted, the Saint's Curse had completely enveloped Ci Song. In an instant, the Saint's Curse turned into a ball of light, swallowing Ci Song whole.

"Hurry up and save the young master!"

Shi Yue and others changed their faces. They came to the stage in an instant. Several people released their talents just to rescue Ci Song from the ball of light. The Saint's Curse was irreversible. The next second, an extremely powerful breath was released from the ball of light. In just a moment, Shi Yue and others were overturned to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Break it for me!"

Shi Yue and others forced their talents to come to the light ball again. They tried their best to break the curse of the saint, but their attacks were still like child's play to the light ball in front of them, and had no effect at all.

Many scholars below also realized that something was wrong, and they all used their talents to break the light ball together.

The curse of the saint is divided into Yin and Yang curses. The Yang curse is mainly for killing. Those who are cursed will be backfired by the saint's breath. No matter how strong they are, they will be wiped out in an instant. The Yin curse is mainly for hiding. Those who are cursed are no different from ordinary people on the surface, but if the Yin curse is triggered, their souls will be separated in an instant, and their souls will be scattered and their bodies will disappear.

"Break it for me!"

Another roar came, and Shi Yue and others attacked again. They were determined to perish together, and they attacked with all their strength. However, their attacks were still like hitting cotton, and had no effect.

"Too late." Gao Chuqi's eyes flashed with a trace of grief.

This time, Xingxu used his own soul and cultivation as a trigger, risking his life to trigger the Saint's Curse. At this moment, the Saint's Curse has been completely triggered, and their talents are useless.

Just when several people were discouraged, suddenly, a brighter golden light lit up from the light ball, and then a figure slowly walked out of the light ball.

Ci Song, dressed in a red wedding dress, walked out of the light ball slowly. It seemed that the power of the Saint's Curse had no effect on him. On the contrary, Ci Song's body was like a whirlpool, constantly absorbing the power of the Saint's Curse.

"This... what's going on?"

Shi Yue and all the literati present looked at Ci Song, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of shock.

Originally, without the blessing of the fake "Literary Orb", Ci Song's talent had regressed to the realm of Jinshi. Now Ci Song's talent was revealed, and a group of pure golden talent light balls the size of a basin suddenly appeared from his head, like the rising sun, dazzling and dazzling. Under the gaze of the crowd, the ball of light began to expand at an astonishing speed, as if endless talent was gushing out of it.

The ball of talent light, which was originally the size of a basin mouth, expanded to half a meter in the blink of an eye, and the golden light became more and more dazzling, illuminating the entire wedding hall. Then, the golden ball transformed by the sage's curse behind Ci Song suddenly shrank, and the half-meter-long ball of talent light above Ci Song's head seemed to be injected with new vitality, and continued to expand wildly, and soon reached a huge size of more than a meter.

Finally, the golden ball of light transformed by the sage's curse completely dissipated, and the ball of talent light above Ci Song's head was completely stable, turning into the size of a jar mouth, hanging above Ci Song's head, like a brilliant sun. Just when it was about to continue to expand, Ci Song showed a solemn expression and forcibly stopped it.

"Huh."

Ci Song slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Although he did not want to break through the realm, the talent contained in the Sage's Curse was too huge. Even though Ci Song wanted to suppress it and let Wenyun Pearl and Lei Ling absorb a large part of it, the huge talent still allowed Ci Song to break through to the Hanlin realm.

"From today on, I am also a Hanlin strongman." Ci Song murmured, and the talent that was originally exhausted was completely restored with the breakthrough of the realm, and the whole person also returned to the peak state.

"Master, are you okay?"

Shi Yue and others looked at the scene in front of them, and came to Ci Song one after another, with an anxious tone, and Mo Yao directly held Ci Song's hand and released his talent to check if there was anything wrong with Ci Song's body.

"I'm fine, I just didn't expect Xingxu to sacrifice his own life as a price to cast the Sage's Curse on me."

Ci Song shook his head and smiled bitterly. He originally thought that the gentle Xing Xu really just wanted to learn from him. He never thought that Xing Xu actually wanted to kill him, let alone that Xing Xu would cast the Sage's Curse with the intention of destroying both sides.

He had never had much contact with the Yin-Yang School, and it could even be said that they had nothing to do with each other, but Xing Xu wanted to kill him. He couldn't understand it.

The many scholars below looked at Ci Song, who was still safe and sound under the Sage's Curse. Their expressions and thoughts were different. Some of them were shocked that Ci Song could get rid of the Sage's Curse and absorb it as talent; some wondered what method Ci Song used to get rid of it; and some were questioning whether the curse Xing Xu had just released was really the Sage's Curse.

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