I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 288
"The city is warm on a warm day, and the old couple of the east wind, together to find the fragrance. The spring returns to Zhengnanpu, the cold retreats to Donggang, the duck green is shining, and the light yellow is curling up. Leave about, listen to the birds by the sand, and the duruoxiang will grow when you sit for a long time. Qimo Come on, see the outing to pick vegetables, and the wandering girls to go."

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"Green locust trees and tall willows swallow new cicadas, and the smoked wind first enters the strings. The blue screen window is filled with water and smoke, and the sound of chess startles the day sleeper. After the light rain, the little lotus turns."

"The pomegranate blossoms are about to bloom. The jade basin slender hands clear the spring. The Qiongzhu is broken but round."

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly lit up above the dark night sky of Yuzhang City, and one by one shining handwriting appeared in the sky, shining dazzlingly.

The poems forged by the vast literary power exude coercion in the sky.

The next moment, there was a soft sound of pipa in the city.

The sound of the pipa falters, followed by the sound of the guqin, followed by the sound of the flute.

The sound of the pipa runs through it, but there is still a bit of soft and melodious singing slowly spreading.

On a high-rise building, Du Xianyin was holding a pipa and sitting on one of the pavilions. At this moment, beside him, several equally delicate women were slowly agitating silk and bamboo, with calm expressions.

The sound of the rhythm is different from what ordinary people have heard. At first, the sound was subtle and clear, and then it immediately rushed into his mind.

At the moment of listening to the ear, the rhythm seems to have been magnified several times.

At the same time, the low-pitched singing slowly spread, and the recited words were clearly heard by everyone.

Suddenly, the people in the city felt that they were no longer trembling.

The literati who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, trying his best to resist the invasion of magic power, found a brisk rhythm in his mind.

There are people who are usually full of life, think of the spring breeze and warm sun in their minds, the noise in the world, and the abandonment in their hearts, they are more firm.

There are also people who think of the person who haunts their dreams in their memories, and seeing her lively and moving in their memories, they are also in a good mood at this moment.

Unknowingly, it seemed that the suffocation was blown away out of thin air, and many literati felt a little lazy and relaxed, but suddenly realized that the interference of the evil spirit seemed to have been cut off a lot.

This scene resounded in countless places in the city.

This time, it has unfolded in everyone's minds, breaking the shackles.

Du Xianyin, who was constantly releasing her literary and mental power, was the first to feel this change. At this moment, she could feel the countless changes in this city.

At this moment, the beautiful eyes are even more shocked.

These are all poems written by Song Mu. It turns out that they can not only unfold different situations, but also can be used as Qingming poems in this scene.

It turns out that this word, with the help of rhythm, has an unexpected magical effect.

Although Du Xianyin had already made some psychological preparations for this, she couldn't help being a little excited at the moment. Her slender fingers were still plucking the strings in her hand, but the corners of her mouth still curved slightly.

But at this moment, He Shilin, who was waving his literary power in the sky to write poems, saw that he was slowly writing out the words on this booklet, and He Shilin suddenly felt that it was extraordinary.

These words have a surprising rhythm, and each song has an excellent meaning!
This rambunctious rhetoric gives people a kind of peace, but it has also peeped out the meaning,
He Shilin, who has been immersed in literature for many years, now has a different thought in his heart.

That is the poems in my hands, perhaps from the hands of the same person.

One person has actually written more than a dozen poems, and each one is of good quality!
A strange light flashed in He Shilin's eyes, but at this moment the speed in his hands was a bit faster. The poems written by Wenli were continuously superimposed in the sky, touched by his own thoughts, and then were touched by Du Xianyin's words below. Pulled away by the power of thought, and finally fainted by his literary power, he washed the city with a melodious melody.

This way of using literary power and mental power has already made He Shilin's eyes shine.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart, what kind of new method of writing power and thinking power did that man and Du Xianyin create together?
At this moment, Fang Mingyuan was also looking at the scene below in the air. Seeing that the literati had gradually improved, the expressions on their faces suddenly relaxed a bit, and seeing that the generals and jinshi were letting soldiers gradually encircle and suppress the degenerate literati that appeared in the city, he felt relieved in one breath.

But before Fang Mingyuan immediately began to speed up and settle the matter, a powerful force suddenly came from outside the city.

The next moment, He Shilin, who was writing the words, lost his hand, and immediately saw the words written with literary power disappear in the sky!
At the same time, the sound of the melodious rhythm also stopped abruptly, and the demonic energy in the city fell.

"Who!"

He Shilin and Fang Mingyuan yelled angrily almost at the same moment, and they both looked in the direction where the power was coming from.

At this moment, his eyes crossed the entire city, and stopped at the figure on the hill with a huge hole outside the south of the city.

"The library is huge!"

Fang Mingyuan was burning with anger at this moment, the flames all over his body swelled wildly, and his figure shot away, but he didn't hold back at this moment.

"Hahaha, do you really think that I will just sit back and let you, the human race, just put an end to this disaster?!"

Ku's gigantic and terrifying laughter came, and at this moment it stirred its fat body, and there were bursts of creaking sounds from the hole behind it, and many insect-like monsters rushed out.

The next moment, several equally huge sandworms emerged from the ground in many places under the city of Yuzhang, and each of them had the strength of a demon king!
And from the holes they drilled, there are also countless monsters gushing out.

Ku Huo's gaze had already become cold and cruel, and he revealed an extremely terrifying grin.

"I am here this time to find the person who took the Moon Surveyor and the original poem."

"But that's just a matter of convenience, Jiangnan Xidao! Yuzhang City! Two top-level visions appeared, mobilizing the vast celestial phenomena, and absorbing the power of the avenue. Do you think that our monster race will just sit and watch this kind of movement? Don't you care?"

The demonic aura on Ku Jue's body has already surged crazily, and behind him, the giant sandworms neighed one after another, and at this moment they got into the soil in front of them and headed towards Yuzhang City!

"I knew it, you wait for the monster clan, you have ulterior motives!"

At this moment, Fang Mingyuan saw Ku Huo's map, but he had already calmed down a bit. He stood upright, dressed in clothes, and immediately shouted loudly.

"All the soldiers in the city obey orders and fight to the death for hundreds of thousands of people in Yuzhang City!"

"The literati use their writings to carry the Tao, and today they will compete with the monster clan!"

Fang Mingyuan yelled angrily, and the city immediately responded again and again. Daodao's figure had already risen into the air, and He Shilin and Wang had already stood beside Fang Mingyuan.

Behind him, the 21 Jinshi of Yuzhang City all soared into the sky, shouting likewise, their bodies bursting with light.

In the city, the war drum was sounded again, and the deep sound of the horn spread. At the top of the city, the scholar Juren Lieutenant picked up a pen and ink, aroused the vision of the article in the Dengwen Tower, and cast thousands of brilliance on the armor of the guards.

The monstrous shouts of anger rang out densely, shocking the universe.

Outside the south of the city, standing on the hill, Ku Juhe saw the Chinese people in Yuzhang City soaring into the air, his expression was astonishing, his face became even more ferocious, his figure immediately swelled, and he turned into a giant sandworm again, screaming up to the sky.

"Revenge for the thirteen demon kings and thousands of demon disciples who lost their lives on the battlefield in the western border of my demon country!"

"Boys, hundreds of thousands of blood food in Yuzhang City are waiting for you today!"

"Eat them all!"

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　Sorry for being a few minutes late, the modification at the beginning was delayed a bit.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)