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

Soon, the news of the increase in quotas in the Battle of Hundreds of Schools spread to hundreds of schools of thought in the secular world. The quotas have also been allocated. Among the one thousand quotas, Confucianism accounts for a quarter, which is two hundred and fifty. The remaining 750 places are allocated by other schools, and the five major academies are also allocated 50 places each.

It has to be said that since the number of seats increased, the tension among direct disciples of major academies is not as strong as before. The reason why secular students compete so fiercely for places is also very simple. Most literati in the secular world may not be able to meet or come into contact with literati from Tianwaitian in their lifetime, let alone go to Tianwaitian in person.

This vast capital city was truly built on the talents of saints. It was a pilgrimage place built on the skyline, suspended in the clouds, and composed of direct bloodlines of saints from various families.

The Battle of the Hundred Schools of Thought is one of the few opportunities for them to enter the Heavenly Outer World. If they can stand out in the Battle of the Hundred Schools of Thought, then they may be able to enter the eyes of those semi-saints, and it is not impossible for them to even become the disciples of the semi-saints. things.

In this way, another seven days passed, and the time came to the ninth day of the second day. The students in each academy had basically been screened, and the First Master's Palace also sent "envoys" to the schools of each school. In the academy, students who have qualified for the Battle of a Hundred Schools of Thought are invited.

At this moment, in the square of Yan Sheng Academy, Bai Ye, Ci Song and others, as well as forty-eight other students, were waiting quietly. Everyone had a hint of excitement on their faces. As the dean of the academy, Yan Zheng was naturally also present. .

"Teacher, I just came back today. I didn't even have a literary fight, but I got a quota to go to Tianwaitian. Isn't it not good?"

Bai Ye, who was standing behind Yan Zheng, asked Yan Zheng that he had been accompanying his wife Ning Rongrong in the Ning Mansion these days. After waking up, Ning Rongrong not only completely recovered from tuberculosis, but also had the blessing of immortal bones. , the literary realm directly broke through to become a Jinshi. As for the method of entering ink, after Bai Ye's inspection, it was confirmed that it was the most basic method of entering ink with etiquette.

In the past few days, Bai Ye has also been instructing his wife on how to use talents correctly and how to practice. This morning, as soon as he returned to the academy, he was told that he had occupied a place to go to Tianwaitian. This made him feel a little unfair to other students.

"Senior Brother Bai Ye, it's not just you. In fact, my situation is similar to yours."

Ci Song, who was standing on the left side of Bai Ye, whispered. Ci Song originally thought that he would come to Yan Sheng Academy for a literary battle if he had time these days, but when he came to the stage, no one dared to challenge him. Even The same is true for the top five students in the academy who are ranked in the academic rankings.

In the end, there was no other way. After discussing with Yan Zheng, they decided to directly allocate a quota to Ci Song, while Ci Song continued to return to the general's mansion to practice hard.

"The strength of the two of you has long been recognized by all the students in the academy, and Bai Ye, you are the senior brother of the academy. There is no doubt about your strength. You two each occupy a quota, and the students in the academy will not say much. What."

As soon as Yan Zheng finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a crisp sound of breaking wind pierced the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a golden figure gradually appearing in the light. He was wearing a golden gown, which seemed to dye the entire sky with golden light.

He has a slender and well-proportioned figure, an extraordinary handsome face, and looks to be thirty years old. His golden pupils are extremely eye-catching.

When he fully appeared in everyone's sight, an inexplicable pressure of talent surged like a frenzy and swept through the entire Yan Sheng Academy. This pressure was so strong that it seemed to have materialized, making many students present feel its deep sense of oppression.

Under this pressure, except for Bai Ye, Ci Song, and Yan Zheng, everyone else felt like an invisible mountain was pressing on their shoulders, making it difficult for them to breathe, and even standing became extremely difficult. Their faces were pale, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and their eyes were filled with awe.

When Ci Song and Yan Zheng saw the face of the visitor clearly, their faces showed surprise and heaviness.

"It seems that Yan Sheng Academy has also completed preparations."

He glanced at all the students present, with a slight smile on his face, and then walked towards the square. The pale golden talents gathered at his feet, gradually turning into steps and spreading to the center of the square. He stepped on these steps and walked towards the square step by step. Every step was accompanied by a surge of talent, as if the whole world was shaking for his arrival.

"Dear students, I am the envoy here to welcome you this time, and I am also the fairy in the painting condensed by Master Chen Xintong."

"You can just call me Mr. Chen. I am here to lead all the students to the outer world."

After saying that, Mr. Chen bowed to all the students present. After hearing Mr. Chen's introduction, all the students present quickly bowed in return.

Although the person in front of me is just a painting fairy made up of Master Chen’s talents, but who is Master Chen? He is the current master of the Master's Hall and the only second sub-sage walking in the world today. It can be said that the status of Mr. Chen in front of him is, to some extent, higher than that of the semi-sage.

"Are you Bai Ye?" Mr. Chen suddenly looked at Bai Ye and asked.

"That's right." Bai Ye responded with his hands raised.

"Very good. I heard that you have awakened the soul of a saint. It is really enviable. According to legend, those who possess the soul of a saint will become saints in the future. If you can really break through the saint realm and break the shackles of the current avenue, then you will be the hero of the entire Tianyuan Continent and even the Tianyuan World."

Mr. Chen looked at Bai Ye carefully, and then praised Bai Ye. He did not hesitate to praise Bai Ye in his words, and seemed to think highly of Bai Ye.

Bai Ye remained calm upon hearing this, and bowed his hands and said, "Mr. Chen, you are too kind. Bai Ye is just an ordinary student. Compared with the hundreds of geniuses in Tianwai Tian, ​​he is just an ordinary person. I definitely don't deserve such praise."

"Bai Ye, you don't need to be modest. You deserve such an evaluation."

Mr. Chen waved his hand and answered, then turned his gaze to Ci Song, "My friend Ci, it's been a long time since we last met. I wonder if you still remember me?"

"Whether you remember or not, I have a deep impression of you. Speaking of which, I still owe you a favor. But I really didn't expect that in just two years of not seeing you, you have already broken through to the Hanlin realm. Not only did you turn the tide in the literati battlefield against South Korea and become a hero of Daliang, you also went to Tianguan and killed Feng Guizu, one of the four great ghost ancestors, and became the deputy master of a pass. All these deeds came from a boy who has just turned sixteen now."

"Your talent is not inferior to your senior brother at all."

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