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

When Mo Yao heard Zhong Qi teasing the two of them, her face turned redder and she lowered her head without daring to speak.

Seeing this, Bai Ye also teased Ci Song: "Junior Brother Ci, are you bullying Junior Sister Yao'er? Why is she not as free and easy as she was back then after marrying you?"

After Ci Song heard this, he quickly replied: "Senior Brother Bai, you can't wrongly accuse a good person. How can I bear to bully Yao'er."

"Two senior brothers, please stop teasing us and leave as soon as possible, otherwise the auction will start." Mo Yao blushed and said to the two of them.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore. Let's go. There are a lot of people paying attention to the auction today. We'd better enter the auction house early to avoid being delayed when we get there."

After Zhongqi finished speaking, he looked at Ci Song and said, "Junior Brother Ci, I am 70% sure that I can get the mirage dragon scales at today's auction. You may need to find a way for the remaining 30%."

When Ci Song heard this, he cupped his hands to Zhong Qi and said, "Thank you so much, brother, for helping me. Ci Song will remember this kindness in his heart and will definitely repay it in the future."

The 70% certainty has far exceeded Ci Song's imagination. After all, the mirage dragon scales have become extremely precious due to the momentum created by Mo Bao Pavilion. They have attracted many direct descendants of saints from other four cities and the twelfth floor to come to bid. It will produce an extremely terrifying number.

Ci Song could think of this, and Zhong Qi could certainly think of it, but under this premise, Zhong Qi said that he was 70% sure that he could get the mirage dragon scales, which was enough to show that the talent stone in his hand reached a terrifying number.

"It won't be too late for you to thank me after taking pictures of the mirage dragon scales. Let's go. Entering the venue in advance can also reduce unnecessary trouble." Zhong Qi said to Ci Song and others.

"Then let's go."

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Mobao Pavilion, auction venue.

The auction has not started yet, but there are already many literati from various schools sitting in the venue. They are talking to each other and waiting for the auction to start.

Compared with the last time Ci Song came, the venue this time was obviously larger, and there were at least a hundred more tables and chairs than last time. Apparently Mo Bao Pavilion had been rearranged, probably to cope with this time. Auction with huge crowds.

After Bai Ye entered the venue with Ci and Song, a maid immediately came up, saluted Zhong Qi and said, "Mr. Zhong, come here."

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Qi and the others were taken to the last location by the maid. After the four sat down, the maid poured tea for them and then stood by behind them.

"There is an aura of 'empty' in this Mobao Pavilion. No wonder although this Mobao Pavilion looks unchanged from the outside, the inside is so much bigger than before. It turns out that there is one person in this Mobao Pavilion who has mastered it skillfully. A scholar with the word "Kong", and his literary realm is at least the semi-saint level."

After Bai Ye sat down, he felt the spatial fluctuations that permeated the venue. He then glanced at the dome above Mo Bao Pavilion and said softly.

"I also sensed that in the secular world, the word 'empty' has been lost long ago, but I didn't expect to see it here." Zhong Qi also nodded in response.

"The 'empty' character formula? Senior Brother Bai, what is the 'empty' character formula?" Mo Yao asked with some confusion.

"The 'empty' formula is the law of space. It is an extremely rare power of space. It was also created by Confucius. If you understand the 'empty' formula thoroughly, you can master the power of space and do many incredible things. For example, the Mobao Pavilion looks unchanged from the outside, but the internal space is several times larger than before. This is obviously because some literati used the "empty" formula to open up several small spaces, and then integrated them with the Mobao Pavilion. As a whole, the interior space of Mobao Pavilion becomes larger.”

The person who spoke was not Bai Ye, but Ci Song. Of course, these were all obtained from Ci Song's chat when he asked Mirage Dragon for advice, and the content of this chat included the word "empty".

After listening to Ci Song's explanation, Mo Yao finally understood that she was into ink for fun and didn't know much about the book, so naturally she didn't understand what the word "empty" meant.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Ci actually knew the word 'empty'. He is really knowledgeable."

Zhong Qi glanced at Ci Song with some surprise. After all, after the literati entered the ink painting, many of them would only focus on their own ink painting skills and did not know much about other skills.

He originally thought that Ci Song was composed of poetry and ink, so he should not understand one of the books such as the "empty" character formula, but he did not expect that he knew it so clearly.

"Senior Brother Zhong is ridiculous. I just like to read some miscellaneous books. I saw the record about the "empty" character formula in it, so I know a little bit about it." Ci Song casually found an excuse to put it off.

In this way, the four people were chatting at the table while waiting for the auction to start. During this period, literati continued to enter the venue and take seats, including some high-profile literati. Their aura was strong and attracted many people as soon as they entered the venue. gaze.

However, although these people looked menacing, the people present also had profound backgrounds, so they did not take them seriously, and there was no commotion.

At this moment, a group of young men in brocade clothes walked into the auction house. They were divided into two columns and walked in front to clear the way. Behind them, a young man in cyan brocade clothes slowly walked into the venue. The cyan brocade was reflected in the light. There is a warm luster underneath, like the lake surface in the early spring morning, which is both fresh and somewhat indescribably noble.

The young man with a dark green jade pendant hanging from his waist walked into the venue. The jade pendant was warm and mellow in texture and deep in color. It swayed gently with his steps, emitting a faint glow, adding a bit of mystery and elegance.

As soon as he entered, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"It turned out to be Yan Zimo, a member of Yan Sheng's family!"

Someone recognized the identity of the young man and exclaimed immediately.

"Yan Zimo? He's here too? It's said that he's one of the most outstanding descendants of the Yan Saint bloodline. At the age of 27, he's already a great scholar. It's said that he lost to the Saint Son in the Saint Son selection five years ago. His true strength is enough to rank among the top 100 in various schools and families."

"Yes, even Yan Zimo came to the auction in person. It seems that the mirage dragon scales have a lot of appeal to him."

"..."

With the arrival of Yan Zimo, the literati in the venue began to communicate with each other through voice transmission. Everyone was discussing his identity and strength.

Yan Zimo seemed to have gotten used to this kind of scene. He walked into the venue with a calm face, and his eyes swept around the venue, and finally fell on Ci Song and the other four.

Feeling Yan Zimo's gaze, the four Ci Song also looked up and happened to meet Yu Zimo's eyes.

Then they saw Yan Zimo walking towards the direction of Ci Song and the other four.

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