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

"Young friend Ci is indeed strong, but if you say that the two of us are no longer capable of fighting, then you are looking down upon us."

Hearing this, Han Si shook his head slightly, and then looked at each other with Li Fei. A trace of determination flashed in their eyes, and then the jade rings on their right hands simultaneously released dazzling light, and their figures merged into one.

Seeing this scene, Ci Song's eyes flashed slightly, and he used his talents to prepare for this sudden change.

"Young friend Ci, you defeated the two of us with your own strength. This strength is indeed powerful."

"However, our duty this time is to follow the teacher's orders to exhaust little friend Ci's talents and make him lose his fighting power. If we give up here, wouldn't we be disobeying the teacher's orders?"

"Little friend Ci, you have to be careful."

The voices of Han Si and Li Fei sounded at the same time. Their figures had completely merged and turned into a shadow. The shadow gradually solidified and turned into a slender middle-aged scholar. This scholar had a majestic face and body. It exudes a terrifying aura, with azure energy lingering around it.

"boom!"

A powerful wave of talent suddenly erupted from the middle-aged scholar. This wave was so strong that it seemed to shatter the entire earth. Ci Song quickly dodges, and at the same time condenses the talent in his body, preparing to deal with this terrifying fluctuation of talent.

"What method is this to make two people become one person?"

Ci Song felt the terrifying aura emanating from the other party and frowned slightly, because he could clearly see that the talent displayed by the middle-aged scholar was no longer a sea of ​​clouds formed by talent like Han Si and Li Fei had just shown. , but a bright and bright crescent moon, hanging above the head, the moonlight is bright and boundless.

"I really didn't expect that the concentric ring that Xun Sheng left for Han Sheng and senior brother Han Sheng would appear here."

At this time, Mirage's voice sounded in Ci Song's ears, and then Mirage began to explain, "The Tongxin Ring was personally refined by Han Sheng and Han Sheng's senior brother Li Si when Xun Sheng was still a Ya Sheng. , a single ring is just a literary treasure, but if it is paired together, it is a true sub-sage treasure."

"If the two people who hold the precepts have the same mind and truly trust each other, the talents of the two can be fused with the power of the saint contained in the precepts of the same heart, so that they can become one and exert a strength beyond the limits of the two. Xun Sheng named it For: Hedao.”

"When Xun Sheng refined this treasure, he hoped that Han Sheng and Li Si would always work together and the teachers would be harmonious. But who would have thought that after Xun Sheng ascended, Han Sheng and Li Si eventually parted ways because of their different ideas. Even later, Li Si To prevent Han Sheng from becoming a saint, he did not hesitate to attack Han Sheng, and the two turned against each other. When Han Sheng and Li Si broke up, they simultaneously threw the Tongxin Ring into the Tianguan battlefield. Since then, the whereabouts of the pair of jade rings have been unknown. "

"I really didn't expect that one day I would see this Tongxin Ring again in the body of a Legalist disciple, and the surnames of these two little friends are the same as the two disciples of Xun Sheng. Maybe there is really a theory of reincarnation in the world. "

Mirage's tone was full of emotion, and he immediately denied his speculation, "But Han Sheng has become a saint and ascended to the same life as heaven and earth. The so-called reincarnation is just a trace of my fantasy."

"So, what I have to face is another fake literary giant?" Ci Song listened to Mirage Dragon's explanation and already roughly understood the strength of the two people after the fusion.

Hearing this, Mirage's tone also became solemn, "If you are just a fake literary man, you are too underestimated the sub-sage treasure refined by Xun Sheng himself. The Tongxin Ring contains the holy power left by Xun Sheng. You What we have to face is a true literary figure who can summon the shadow of a saint."

"Are you a real literary giant? Today I will try to see if Yao'er and I can defeat a real literary giant."

When Ci Song heard this, the fighting spirit on his face became even more intense. There were too many talents stored in the Wen Yun Orb, far beyond his imagination. According to Mirage Long's estimation, it was enough to rival a half-saint. This is why he dared to face the literary giant. s reason.

"boom!"

At this time, a powerful wave of talent suddenly erupted from the middle-aged scholar. This wave was so strong that it seemed to envelope the entire world. Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged literati looked up at the bright crescent moon in the sky and recited: "The birth of good is like spring, and the death of evil is like autumn. Therefore, I advise you to work hard and enjoy yourself to the fullest. This is called the up and down."

"If you want to form a circle and follow its rules, then all things will be successful, and all things will have rules. People who discuss things will know the rules."

As the middle-aged scholar continued to recite the famous sayings of Legalism, the azure talents in his body gradually gathered on the bright moon, and the bright moon turned into a shadow and slowly descended from the sky. This shadow was tall and tall, He has a majestic face, a high crown on his head, and a gray robe with wide sleeves. He exudes a terrifying aura.

"Sure enough, relying on the power of the Tongxin Ring, the shadow of the saint summoned is Xun Sheng."

The mirage's voice reached Ci Song's ears again, and he continued: "I will increase the output of my talent, but be careful, the power of the saint is invincible."

"Is this the shadow of Saint Xun? Ci Song pays homage to Saint Xun."

Ci Song raised his head to look at the tall shadow of Xun Sheng, without any fear on his face, and then bowed his hands to the shadow of Xun Sheng. When Ci Song raised his head again, there was only a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Little friend Ci, if you withdraw from the battlefield now, you will not be injured." The middle-aged scholar reminded Ci Songdao.

Ci Song shook his head and replied: "On the battlefield, you can only die in battle, there is no retreat."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head, then pointed his finger, and the phantom of Xun Sheng suddenly roared, and then punched Ci Song.

"Boom!"

Xun Sheng's phantom punched down, and the whole space seemed to solidify. The terrifying fist wind was wrapped with endless pressure, as if it was going to smash the whole space.

Seeing this, Ci Song had no intention of dodging. He stood with a sword in his hand, and at the same time, he gathered his talent and prepared to resist the terrifying punch of Xun Sheng's phantom with poetry and vision.

"Swish!"

A sword sounded, and the phantom above Ci Song also slashed out a sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the fist of Xun Sheng's phantom.

"Boom!"

When the fist and sword intersected, a deafening roar suddenly broke out, and the terrifying air wave spread rapidly around the two of them.

"Crack!"

The terrifying power swept over, and in an instant, the phantom transformed by the poem was crushed by the terrifying power of Xun Sheng's phantom, and turned into talent and dissipated.

The huge fist shadow smashed directly towards Ci Song, and at this time, the voice of the mirage dragon sounded in Ci Song's ears: "Invincible."

"Heaven and Earth Sword!"

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