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

Zhong Qi did not answer Ning Ping'an's words immediately, but stretched out his hand to break the red rope around his neck, and then pulled it out from his clothes. He saw a pure white jade pendant shaped like a fish, lying quietly on his shoulder. Palm.

"Is this the Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Pendant?"

Ning Ping'an's pupils shrank, looking at the jade pendant in Zhong Qi's hand, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Sage Zilu Ya only left two inherited items, one is: Zhanqing Brush, the other is: Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Pendant, I really didn’t expect that both of them are in your hands.”

Zhong Qi smiled slightly, looked at the jade pendant in his hand, and said: "These two items were passed down to me by my father. I have used the Zhanqing pen. This Fish Leaping Dragon Gate pendant is also a sub-sage treasure."

"You want to use it to deal with Ghost Ancestor? Save Ci Song?"

Ning Ping'an instantly understood what Zhong Qi meant, but he shook his head slightly and said: "You have already lost a sub-sage treasure during this trip. Just keep this Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Pendant. Once you lose the Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Pendant again, It means that you have completely given up on the inheritance of Ziluya Saint. By doing so, you have wasted your father's decades of hard work."

"Mr. Ning, Zhongqi is not just a whim. Zhongqi knows what he is doing. Everyone in the world has rumored that Zhongqi has obtained the inheritance of Ziluya Saint. But in fact, Zhongqi has never truly obtained the complete inheritance of Ziluya Saint. Inheritance, even the azure pen, in Zhongqi's hands, can only exert the power of a semi-saint treasure. Moreover, although I have worn this Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Pendant since I was a child, twenty-seven years ago, it has never been used. Its true purpose."

"If this thing can be exchanged for Junior Brother Ci's life, in Zhong Qi's opinion, it would be a perfect fit."

After that, Zhong Qi handed it to Ning Ping'an. Ning Ping'an was silent. He looked at Zhong Qi with a complicated look in his eyes.

He really didn't expect that Zhong Qi would bring out another sub-sage treasure. His original impression of Zhong Qi was not particularly good. He also saw all the little tricks Zhong Qi secretly made against Bai Ye. , but during this trip, he really felt Zhong Qi's sincerity.

A gentleman does not care about his heart. Even if what Zhongqi did today was all disguise, he actually took out two sub-sage treasures. For ordinary people, let alone the sub-sage treasures, even if they are literary giants' calligraphy treasures, and there are How many people are willing to take it out?

Ning Ping'an was silent for a long time, and finally chose to refuse. He walked to Zhong Qi's side, patted his shoulder, and said: "You can keep this Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Pendant for yourself. Ci Song has the most precious treasure given by Master. Although it cannot help him kill the ghost ancestor, it can save his life. "

Zhong Qi frowned and said, "Mr. Ning, this..."

"Okay, you don't need to persuade me about this matter. The inheritance of Yasheng is not trivial. Now that you have obtained it, you should take advantage of it. As for Ci Song, you don't need to worry. I know it well."

Ning Ping'an interrupted Zhong Qi's words with a firm attitude. Seeing this, Zhong Qi could only nod in agreement.

About half an hour later, Tantai Junheng and Zeng Xiangteng flew in from the sky.

"Tantai, is there any trouble around here?"

Ning Ping An greeted him and asked.

Tantai Junheng shook his head and said: "This place is in the wilderness, and there are only some chaos beasts wandering around. I have set up three sword formations around it. Unless a foreigner with the strength of a literary giant breaks in by force, it will never be disturbed. to us.”

"That's very good."

Ning Ping'an nodded, then his eyes fell on Zeng Xiangteng and Zhong Qi, and said: "Zhong Qi, Zeng Xiangteng, you two have made great contributions to this trip. When I return to Tianguan, I will ask Master for your credit. "

Hearing this, Zeng Xiangteng immediately waved his hand: "Mr. Ning's words are serious. Xiangteng did not help at all when he came this time, but Zhong Qi's contribution was not small. The person who made the contribution was not Xiang Teng, but Zhong Qi. "

"Yes, Zhongqi, I, Bai Ye, owe you a favor."

A voice suddenly came, and Bai Ye slowly stood up behind him. He had completely absorbed the ghost. There were faint black and white colors in his pupils, and an indescribable aura came from his body. Slowly spread out.

Zhong Qi just smiled slightly and didn't respond much.

"It seems that you have absorbed the ghost soul, much faster than I thought."

Ning Ping'an looked at Bai Ye, with a hint of surprise in his tone, "That's it, let's return to Tianguan immediately and wait for Ci Song to return."

The few people didn't say much, and then came to the killing formation. The killing formation was constantly moving. Bai Ye raised his hand and wrote the word "stop" in the air. The huge killing formation stopped in an instant, and Bai Ye's palm Suddenly, the sky full of murderous characters flew to both sides, making way for a group of people.

On the other side of the road, there were more than a dozen Confucian disciples wearing Confucian robes, and after they saw clearly who was coming, they immediately bowed to Ning Ping'an and saluted.

"Mr. Ning, Mr. Tantai. We are here to meet you as ordered by Master!"

The leading disciple stepped forward and said respectfully to Ning Ping'an and Tantai Junheng.

Ning Ping'an nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone. This trip is a great success. What I should consider next is how to repair the cracks."

"It is a great thing that Mr. Ning and Mr. Tantai can return safely. Master has been waiting for news from you in Tianguan."

"It doesn't matter, I'll go find my master and explain what happened during this trip."

. . . . . . .

When Ci Song regained consciousness, he found himself in a palace. Inside the palace, there were clouds and mists, and the sky was the dome. The bright stars were flowing above the dome, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, like a dream.

"The scene here is somewhat similar to the immortal palace in Fenglinzhou."

Ci Song looked down at his feet and found that he was not stepping on a stone slab, but on something similar to clouds, soft and elastic, and there was a warm force coming from his feet, making him feel comfortable.

He looked around and found that the palace was extremely spacious, at least several thousand meters wide, and there was no one, silent.

"I didn't expect that you only took a quarter of an hour to adapt to the environment of the immortal palace. You are worthy of being the son of the saint, but it's a pity..."

A peaceful voice suddenly came from beside Ci Song. Ci Song turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a white robe who had appeared beside him at some point.

The middle-aged man had an elegant face, and the upper part of the white robe he wore was embroidered with a golden dragon, which was tumbling on the robe, lifelike, as if it was about to break through the robe, and on his chest was embroidered a phoenix with its wings spread out, ready to fly. The phoenix and the golden dragon complemented each other, highlighting the noble status of this man.

"Welcome to the Chaos Immortal Palace, my name is: Xuan Chen."