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

Ci Song looked at the pavilion in the distance and couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart. Everything here far exceeded all his previous imagination of the world of cultivating immortals. The rich talent in the air seemed to cleanse his body and mind with every breath, making him feel unprecedented comfort and strength.

"Junior Brother Ci, it seems that under our feet is Cloud City."

The voice of Bai Ye reached Ci Song's ears. Ci Song looked down and saw the scene under his feet through the crystal slate. Under a vast sea of ​​clouds, the Cloud City was looming, like a pavilion in a fairyland. It was both real and beautiful. illusory.

The sun shines through the thin clouds and shines on the city. The golden brilliance is intertwined with the white clouds. The buildings in the city are well-proportioned. The glazed tiles on the roofs shine dazzlingly in the sun, like tiles embedded in the clouds. Jade, shining brightly.

"Compared with the secular world, this outer world is an immortal world."

Ci Song looked at Yuncheng under his feet and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This kind of method may have gone beyond the scope of ordinary literati. I am afraid that only the First Master Palace can do it.

Lights continued to flicker in the square, and figures continued to appear on the platform. After only a cup of tea, three thousand students had gathered on the platform, and most of the students' faces were filled with tears. With a shocked expression, he was obviously also shocked by the floating island in front of him and the Lingyun Pavilion in the distance.

Lingyun Pavilion is where the First Master's Palace is located. Even the disciples of Tianwaitian rarely come here. Most of them see the scene of Lingyun Pavilion for the first time.

"Welcome to Lingyun Pavilion."

At this moment, an extremely loud voice echoed in the square, and a white-haired old man appeared above the square. The old man was wearing a black robe, with a stern face, and holding a stick engraved with intricate runes. The crutch exuded an extremely powerful aura, and just a sound shocked all the students present.

"I, Xun Shuan, am the steward of this battle of contention among a hundred schools of thought.

Responsible for presiding over the conduct of this battle of contention among a hundred schools of thought. "

"I've met Deacon Xun Shuan!"

Many students spoke in unison, although most of them had never heard of the name Xun Shuan, but to be able to serve as the deacon of the Battle of Hundred Schools of Thought, he must be a big shot in the Palace of First Masters.

"Um."

Xun Shuan nodded lightly, and then said: "Now that everyone has arrived, I will tell you the rules of this battle of a hundred schools of thought."

Hearing this, many students' expressions were condensed. The rules of the Battle of a Hundred Schools of Thought were what they were most concerned about.

"In this battle of hundreds of schools of thought, you will be sent to the illusory world of the Divine Eyes. It is an illusory world created by Mr. Chen using the Eyes of the Saint and condensing his sub-sage power. In that world, there is no real death. Even if you are killed by others, you will be resurrected at the place where your souls are returned to by your ancestors. Of course, there is a price for this."

Xun Huang gently tapped the cane in his hand, and then pure black talent was instantly released from the cane, wrapping all the students present. The next moment, black talent was attached to each student's hands.

The students present stretched out their hands one after another and began to observe. Then the black talent formed a number on the palms of their hands, and the numbers of all students were the same. "Three Thousand" was written on the palm of the left hand, and "Three Thousand" was written on the palm of the right hand. zero\

,"Just when everyone was wondering about the meaning of these two numbers, they heard Xun Huang's answer, "The numbers on the palm of your right hand represent scores. There are alien races in the Divine Eye Fantasy. After you kill the alien race, the number on the palm of your right hand will will increase, and after your death, the number will be reduced by 60%.”

"The number on the palm of your left hand represents your ranking among the students. You will be sent to the magical world for one year, during which the students with lower rankings will be eliminated and lose the chance to continue to participate in the Contest of a Hundred Schools of Thought. Only the top seventy-two remaining are qualified to participate in the final battle of a hundred schools of thought."

As soon as Deacon Xun Shuan finished speaking, the expressions of many students present instantly became solemn. They originally thought that the Battle of a Hundred Schools of Thought was just a competition between students, but they did not expect that there was such a rule.

"Also, I would like to remind you again, don't try to deliberately exploit loopholes in the rules. Mr. Chen's magical eyes have no way of hiding."

Deacon Xun Shuan's voice was cold, and the warning in his words was self-evident, "Remember, everything must be done in accordance with the published rules. If anyone violates the rules without authorization, his cultivation will be abolished and thrown into the void world to fend for himself. "

"Xun Huang, they are still just children, don't speak so harshly."

A figure in green clothes slowly appeared in everyone's sight. The person who came was none other than Chen Xintong.

"Meet the Master."

The students present all bowed their hands to Chen Xintong, but the way of saluting was slightly different. The students from Tianwaitian all bowed their heads and bowed their hands in a respectful manner, while the secular students just bowed their hands and bowed their hands to show respect. Most of the Tianguan students just bowed their hands in salute, but they looked directly at Chen Xintong, looking neither humble nor overbearing.

"I've met Mr. Chen."

Xun Huang also bowed and saluted Chen Xintong. Although he was a famous semi-sage in Tianwaitian for a long time, he did not dare to show any slightness in the face of Chen Xintong, the sub-sage.

"Children, the battle of a hundred schools of thought is not only a test, but also an opportunity for you."

Chen Xintong's eyes swept across the many students present, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The Divine Eye Illusion World is the illusion world that I evolved with the Saint's Eyes. Although everything in it is transformed, not It’s a real thing, but the inheritance in it actually exists. They are scattered everywhere in the illusory world of the Divine Eye, and most of them are the inheritance I received before.”

"Even the weakest of these inheritances is enough to support your cultivation to the realm of literary giants, and the strongest of them can even give you the potential to become a sub-sage."

"In addition, in the Divine Eye Illusion World, you will also receive rewards for killing aliens. The stronger and larger the number of aliens you kill, the more generous the rewards you will receive."

Speaking of this, the smile on Chen Xintong's face became even bigger, "In order to be able to compare with the Fenglin Battlefield hosted by Master Mirage personally in this Divine Eye Illusion Realm, I put a lot of thought into it and tried to be as fair as possible. Of course, it is impossible to be absolutely fair, but I believe that most of the students here will be able to quickly adapt to that world after entering the magical world."

"Of course, the premise is that the knowledge you learn is solid enough."

"It's useless to talk more. I also ask all students to meditate here and release their talents. I will send all students to the illusory world of the Divine Eye."

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