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

Zhao Qing sighed again, then seemed to remember something, turned to look at Yan Wen aside, and warned: "Wen'er, if one day I die on this pass, you don't need to worry about me, retreat immediately, only Only by surviving can we continue to protect Tianyuan Continent.”

"The same goes for everyone."

The Guan pass literati present were shocked when they heard this, and collectively knelt down in front of Zhao Qing. Yan Wen even replied directly: "Teacher, I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I am willing to live and die with the teacher."

"nonsense."

Zhao Qing scolded: "Everyone will die eventually. If you die well, there is no need to escape. But knowing that it is death and still going to die is stupid. The immortal clan is invincible. This is what senior brother spent half his life to explore. of."

"teacher..."

Yan Wen was trembling all over, gritting his teeth tightly and saying nothing.

"I heard from the foreign tribe that the immortal tribe will arrive in five days. By then, this pass cannot be defended, and you don't need to defend it. You should retreat immediately and disperse."

When Zhao Qing said this, his voice was trembling.

"Teacher, what about you?"

Yan Wen's eyes were red, he looked at Zhao Qing and couldn't help but ask.

"Me? Haha, I am the master of this seventh pass. If the pass is there, people will be there. If the pass is broken, people will die."

"Teacher, you said that the thing that scholars are least afraid of is death. You also said that it is stupid to do something when you know it cannot be done."

When Yan Wen said this, his voice was choked and he was almost speechless.

"Haha, Wen'er, you're still young. You don't understand. There are some things that you know you can't do, but you have to do them, because some things have to be done by someone."

Hearing this, Zhao Qing smiled and patted Yan Wen's shoulder and said: "If you leave safely this time, go to Han Sheng Academy to find my senior brother, tell him the news of my death, and let him live well."

Yan Wen looked at Zhao Qing's rickety figure, kowtowed deeply, and then stood up. His eyes were full of determination.

He had mixed feelings in his heart, feeling both sad and helpless, and more importantly, angry.

He hated that he was weak and couldn't help his teacher or help Tianyuan resist those alien races.

Ci Song, who was standing not far away from everyone at this moment, had mixed feelings in his heart. He naturally heard the conversation between Zhao Qing and Yan Wen. The reason was that he had already guessed the identity of the "senior brother" mentioned by Zhao Qing. He It was Mr. Han, Han Yan, who fell into his hands.

No wonder the spear technique called "Destruction" that Zhao Qing used when fighting the Demon Ancestor felt very familiar to him. After Zhao Qing had a simple conversation with Yan Wen, Ci Song finally understood that Zhao Qing He turned out to be Han Yan's junior brother.

The timeline where the Divine Eye Illusion World is located should be thirty-five years ago in Tianyuan Continent. Mr. Han Yan in this timeline should not have fallen yet. Thinking of this, Ci Song couldn't help but look at the Manchurian man not far away. An old man with a sad face.

Perhaps it was out of the memory of Mr. Han in his heart, or the guilt in his heart for Han Yan, or perhaps both, Ci Song suddenly asked: "Master Guan, I want to know Let’s take a look, what kind of existence are the immortals, and what is their strength?”

Zhao Qing turned to look at Ci Song after hearing this. He seemed surprised that Ci Song would ask this question. He looked at the many literati around him and found that their eyes also revealed curiosity, so he explained: "The Immortal Clan and the Chaos Eight I think you all already know the origin of the clan, so I won’t go into details.”

"I will briefly tell you why the immortal clan's combat power is so strong."

"Want to hear what it's like."

The literati present all raised their hands, including Yan Wen, who all looked like they were listening.

"The Immortal Clan is strong for two reasons. The first reason is their cultivation system."

Zhao Qing continued to explain: "Everyone knows that today's literati practice mainly cultivates talents, uses talents as a guide, communicates with heaven and earth, and uses the power of heaven and earth to strengthen one's body."

"The five levels of gods, ancestors, kings, generals, and pawns are the current cultivation system in the chaotic world. This system was brought by the immortal clan. As the immortal clan who created this system, they have great respect for this system. His understanding is naturally far superior to that of the other seven races.”

"The most important thing is the second point. The immortal energy cultivated by the immortal clan has a natural restraint on the talents of our literati. Even the shadow of a saint will be easily dispelled by the immortal energy they release. ”

"When senior brother broke through to semi-saint, he received an investigation mission deep into the realm of chaos. It was also during that investigation that he met a man from the immortal clan."

"I heard from my senior brother that the man's strength is only that of a literary giant. But when my senior brother fought with him, he was suppressed in every way. Even the talent in his body became sluggish and blocked."

"Senior brother managed to escape from his hands with serious injuries, so that when he returned to Tianguan, his whereabouts were exposed, causing him to be hunted by the Desolate tribe for thousands of miles. If Mr. Heng Jianning had not taken action, I am afraid that senior brother would have died there. During a mission."

When Zhao Qing said this, he couldn't help showing fear in his eyes.

Everyone was shocked to hear it, and had a deeper understanding of the strength of the Immortal Clan.

Even the powerful semi-saints will be suppressed by the powerful writers of the immortal clan. How terrifying must the strength of the immortal clan be?

"Although I have never really faced the Immortal Clan, my senior brother's combat power is even higher than mine. Even he was restrained by the Immortal Clan, let alone us literati."

Zhao Qing said sadly: "So, if the immortal clan really comes, you don't need to worry about me. Evacuate immediately. If you can escape one by one, keep my Tianyuan fire."

Everyone was silent when they heard this. Zhao Qing didn't say anything more when he saw this. He just looked up at the sky with confusion in his eyes.

"Master Guan, if the immortals come, can you let me fight them first?"

At this moment, Ci Song suddenly spoke.

"you?"

Zhao Qing looked at Ci Song with some surprise. He didn't expect that this kid who was new to Tianguan would actually ask for a fight.

"You are no match for the immortals."

Zhao Qing shook his head and said.

Ci Song was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then spoke again: "Master Guan, after all, I am blessed by a saint. Even if I die in battle, I will not really die. I want to give it a try."

Zhao Qing looked at Ci Song and said, "I don't want you to make unnecessary sacrifices."

"Master Guan, I have made up my mind."

Ci Song looked at Zhao Qing with firm eyes, cupped his hands and said, "Please give me a chance. I can fight with these Immortal Kings, and I can also help everyone in Tianguan explore their true and false status."

"you……"

Zhao Qing looked at Ci Song in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

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