I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 276
In the Tengwang Pavilion, Song Mu was immersed in the great shock brought to him by the song "Water Tune Getou".

When the monstrous literary energy surged from the paper, Song Mu felt as if he had suddenly entered a mysterious state.

In that state, my literary power and mental power didn't increase much, but it gave me another insight.

As the rising literary energy slowly floated up to the distant sky, Song Mu actually felt that his perspective seemed to have a sense of rising, and it was slowly rising at the moment.

Just like the poem said, go back with the wind, at this moment I am walking up the wind, walking towards the bright moon, seeing the bright light of the bright moon dazzling in front of my face, but the next moment, I suddenly feel that I have merged with the bright moon One.

At the same time, the sky seemed to suddenly widen.

I turned around in consciousness, but suddenly saw the land of Shenzhou, which was close in front of me.

The land that had fallen into the dark night appeared in front of me, and there seemed to be a gleam of light on the distant horizon.

Song Mu was surprised. At this moment, he seemed to be looking down from a very high sky, and a huge planet was in front of him.

This made Song Mu very surprised, but at the same time his heart was stirred.

Looking down, Song Mu found that he could manipulate the viewing angle at will, as if the scene in front of him was pulled in instantly, and what he saw in the next moment was a bustling city on the earth.

There seemed to be some noise in the city, countless people appeared on the street, looking up at the moon at this moment, Song Mu looked at the magnificent buildings beside a big river, and knew that this was Yuzhang City.

At this moment, a word suddenly popped up in Song Mu's mind.

On behalf of the lunar survey.

At this moment, I seem to have turned the entire moon into my own pair of eyes, scanning the land illuminated by the moon.

Song Mu's heart suddenly became interested, and he immediately manipulated his eyes to look far away.

This gorgeous planet is moving fast in front of him, and there are dots of lights in the dark night, which are cities.

Song Mu kept moving his eyes, and then slowly stayed in one of the small spots of light.

That is the capital city of Jizhou.

As the picture gradually zoomed in, Song Mu finally saw the bird's-eye view of the capital of Jizhou, and at the same time saw the people in front of the courtyard with Kongming lanterns.

Seeing Song Liangda with a ruddy complexion, Yaya cheering and jumping, and a few friends of his who were talking to each other.

At this moment, they all looked up into the air, with a bit of surprise on their faces.

Song Mu also stared at him deeply, and smiled knowingly at this moment.

Perhaps, this is another explanation for the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles.

Song Mu thought this way in his heart, it was like playing with a novel toy at this moment, and he used this perspective to look at other places again.

Having seen the mountains and rivers, the rivers, the villages, and the city, Song Mu's perspective quickly moved forward, and he saw the night scene of the Dawen Dynasty along the way.

It's just that the monsters in the mountain forest seem to be aware of it and hide one after another. Song Mu can still sense some huge monster aura and literati aura, rising in the east and west, and soaring into the sky everywhere in the land of Shenzhou. Looking around, all I saw was chaos.

Song Mu immediately looked away.

There are so many supernatural powers in this world, and I am just a drop in the ocean, so don't peek into it easily.

Finally, Song Mu's mood returned to calm, and only now did he feel that he had returned to Yuzhang City.

But Song Mu had a feeling in his heart that when the night of the next full moon came, he would be able to use this supernatural power again.

And this kind of ability, as well as this extreme word, will definitely have more mysterious uses in the future.

At this moment, Song Mu opened his eyes with some excitement, but suddenly saw people standing in front of him.

At this moment, they all raised their heads to look at the roof, but they saw the moonlight receding, and now they lowered their eyes to look at Song Mu again.

None of them spoke, but each of them looked a bit puzzled, as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't dare to say it.

Until a figure stood out from the crowd, Fang Mingyuan stepped forward and looked at Song Mu with a smile.

"Song Mu, you wrote another good poem!"

Fang Mingyuan stepped forward, and Song Mu got up quickly. He was still a little ignorant at the moment, but he also grinned at the moment thinking of the surprised expressions on the people's faces that he had just seen in the mysterious artistic conception.

Fang Mingyuan looked at Song Mu again, and asked curiously.

"You just now, but what understanding do you have?"

Song Mu was taken aback for a moment, but then nodded with a smile.

Seeing Song Mu's actions, the people around all looked over at this moment, and Ren Yuanyu and others showed a little more envious look on their faces.

Being able to write such poems drives a monstrous literary spirit, and that literary spirit continues to surge, and finally creates such a strange scene.

If Song Mu said he didn't feel anything, everyone would be even more surprised.

At this moment, everyone's envy is beyond words, but they can only gather all of them into the articles on the table.

Everyone looked up there, Fang Mingyuan and the others also looked up there, Song Mu looked a little hesitant when he saw everyone's eyes.

However, Song Mu stared at the scroll he had written in the next moment. This original work, no matter what, must be kept in his hands.

The Wang who had been standing by the side suddenly rolled his eyes. At this moment, he laughed and came forward to greet Song Mu, praised him a few words, and then retreated inexplicably.

Everyone was still a little stunned, but Li Kaize was the first to react.

He also suddenly took two steps forward, and suddenly took away a stone inkstone from the table containing the paper.

In this way, everyone saw that the king was also holding a pen in his hand.

The students in the field were dumbfounded, but Fang Mingyuan didn't change his face at the moment, but his hand moved, picked up the article and handed it to Song Mu.

Just picking it up, even he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Because at this moment, this piece of rice paper of excellent quality has changed a lot.

Starting with it turned out to be a silky feeling, and it is different from other articles that are beautifully written and weigh a thousand pounds.

Starting with this article, people feel that there is nothing there, but the tactile sensation makes people feel that it actually exists.

It's as if this is something from outside the sky, but it can be seen but its severity is unknown.

Fang Mingyuan's eyes flashed strangely, but in the end he handed the scroll to Song Mu, and immediately picked up the table below.

In this way, the other officials around also reacted, but at the moment they all cried out in pain.

"Ah, is there anything left?!"

Several people showed a bit of sadness on their faces, and even looked around at this moment, only to find that there was nothing there.

Wang Ye, who was the first to take away the ink brush, is now enjoying himself and enjoying himself.

Witnessing the birth of a poem handed down from generation to generation is already a beautiful thing for everyone, but if such a scene is mentioned in the future, and there is something to be seen and thought about, that would be even more wonderful.

The next moment there was a commotion in the scene, and those students even rushed forward, seeing that they really had nothing to take, they even wanted to ask Song Mu to write it a few more times.

Song Mu stood a little embarrassed, and quickly put away his original poems, and Fang Mingyuan, who was next to him, also stepped forward at this moment and said to Song Mu.

"It's only eighteen, so I wrote two poems handed down from generation to generation. Song Mu, you make this old man look forward to you even more!"

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