I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 339 Take the Sword
On New Year's Eve, after Song Mu finished his morning reading, he hurried out of the gate.

Today is the day when Tian Bailian agreed to take the sword, Song Mu is also looking forward to what his Chuanze will be forged, and he can't wait at this moment.

Walking along the street to the blacksmith's shop, the street is a bit deserted today, but even in the early morning of a cold day, just approaching the blacksmith's shop, one can immediately feel a hot breath.

When Song Mu arrived here, he happened to meet Tian Qianduan who came out of it. Although it was [-] years old today, his shop hadn't closed yet, but there were a lot less staff in the shop.

"Song Jieyuan, you're here so early, please come inside."

Tian Qianduan also saw Song Mu, and said with a smile, Song Mu also hurriedly handed over some gifts he bought, and followed him into it, but he looked around and asked a question.

"Your Excellency's blacksmith shop doesn't rest at thirty?"

Tian Qianduan smiled and said.

"There are only a few scattered iron forgings left, and it can be done this morning. Song Jieyuan came here for Chuanze, right?"

Song Mu nodded with a smile. At this moment, the other party was also carrying a gift, leading Song Mu to walk into the yard.

In the backyard, it was quite clean today, Song Mu heard Tian Bailian's voice before he saw him.

"Song Jieyuan came alone today?"

Song Mu hurried forward, took out another long box from his body, and said.

"Master went to the meeting with his friends today, and specially ordered me to bring this gift to meet the old gentleman."

What Song Mu held in his hand was a gift prepared by Tao Fengming.

Tian Bailian was boxing in the courtyard at the moment, every move was very straight, and he also looked up at Song Mu, then nodded, and asked Song Mu to sit down first.

Not long after, he stopped and walked forward, took the box, saw that it was a piece of dark silver metal, and smiled immediately.

"Okay, I will accept such a gift. Chuanze is now finished, and it is perfect after quenching."

Hearing this, Song Mu also stood up quickly, with a suppressed excitement on his face at the moment, and Tian Bailian had already slowly taken out a long sword from a box next to him.

Song Mu recognized at a glance that it was Chuanze's scabbard, and at this moment he also stepped forward with eager eyes, and Tian Bailian handed it over in front of Song Mu.

"Chuan Ze was originally a work I was very satisfied with. This reforging has brought about even more unbelievable changes."

Tian Bailian was also looking at Chuan Ze at this moment, with a somewhat obsessed expression, presumably because he had a great love for forging Wenbing.

Song Mu took it solemnly, and felt that Chuanze was a little heavier.

The red coral forging condensed in it, perhaps causing a lot of changes in Chuanze.

Song Mu held the hilt of the long sword very solemnly, and then slowly pulled it out of the scabbard.

As soon as the sword edge came out, there was no dazzling light, on the contrary, a very soft breath came from it.

As soon as the long sword was unsheathed, it had already aroused the literary energy in the world.

And Song Mu also had a familiar feeling in his heart, and he felt a sense of affinity for using Chuanze for so long.

The long sword was completely unsheathed, and Song Mu looked at the thing in his hand with a sudden joy.

Tian Bailian next to him also showed a satisfied smile at the moment, and said.

"Using red coral to condense does make its zodiac signs more balanced, but the characteristics have faded a bit. I don't know how you will use it in the future."

Song Mu was also holding the long sword at the moment. After a little sensing in the courtyard, he began to swing the long sword, and slightly gathered some literary power in his body to pour into it. Song Mu immediately felt the difference in the breath of the long sword. .

This feeling is very subtle, but at this moment, the literary energy is no longer as condensed as water, but wrapped around the sword in the form of air. It seems that as long as Song Mu is willing, any poem can drive the change of this literary energy.

After putting away Chuanze, Song Mu bowed respectfully to Tian Bailian and said in a deep voice.

"The junior is very grateful to the senior for his help."

Tian Bailian took a sip of tea, waved his hands and said.

"This matter is nothing to worry about. It is also very suitable for me to see more changes in the Wenbing from my hands."

Tian Bailian said it full of emotion, but now he said it to Song Mu.

"The name of this sword is Chuanze. I think there is no need to change the name. As for the future."

"Chuan Ze is considered to be the best among Jinshi civil soldiers. At first I was forged by a talented scholar, but it was only in the hands of your master later."

Having said that, Tian Bailian continued with some emotion.

"Do you know who held this sword?"

Song Mu raised his head with a puzzled expression on his face, while Tian Bailian was full of emotion.

"He is the proud son of the younger generation of the Du Clan's Poetry School, Du Feiying."

"Thinking of your master back then, he was also the proud son of heaven who reached the pinnacle."

Song Mu was startled suddenly, he never imagined that Chuanze in his hand would have such a legendary story. His master once had a confrontation with Du Feiying who killed seven demon kings in the northwest demon country.

Tian Bailian also sighed slightly, and only said that he should not disappoint the reputation that this sword should have.

Song Mu nodded heavily, but Tian Bailian suddenly said something to Song Mu again.

"Song Jieyuan, if Huangfu Fengming, who once regarded the strong as an ant, can accept you as a disciple, it shows your strength."

"If in the future, everyone thinks of Chuanze and Song Jieyuan, it will be a blessing for me, Tian Bailian."

Hearing what the other party said, Song Mu looked solemn at the moment, pursed his lips and nodded, bowed deeply towards the other party, and walked away.

After leaving the blacksmith's shop, with the long sword in his hand, Song Mu's heart was a little excited, and he was even more eager to try.

Song Mu thought of the Demon Cult list he had just obtained a few days ago, but after thinking about it for a while, Song Mu decided to postpone it and let them pass this New Year's Eve, so as to save himself from causing trouble for the government on this New Year's Eve.

Immediately Song Mu walked towards Sun's house, and when he reached the gate of Sun's house, he saw several carriages parked at the door, and there were several people kneeling in front of Sun's house.

Song Mu's face was surprised, and he stepped forward to see that the kneeling people were actually Kuang Bing.

Several people were all bruised and swollen at the moment, and their expressions were sluggish. It was a bit surprising to see them kneeling in unlined clothes in the cold winter months.

Quite a few people nearby were also watching, but the expressions on their faces were much more carefree.

Song Mu now understands why Sun Qing and Sun Qing went out excitedly this morning.

He really did what he said, and he came to the door on New Year's Eve to teach this group of so-called generals, and even dragged them here to kneel down.

Song Mu didn't feel that there was any injustice and grievance, so he also walked forward at this moment.

Those few people also noticed Song Mu's figure, and when they looked up at this moment, they all had complicated expressions, and Kuang Bing's face was even more flickering.

Song Mu didn't even look at them, and walked into the courtyard, but heard a stern shout from inside.

"Kneel down for me, or don't even think about going back to eat the New Year's Eve dinner tonight!"

The few people outside the door shuddered and knelt down with low eyebrows.

Song Mu heard it right, but saw that there were many people in the courtyard of Sun's house today, most of them were people in rich clothes, and they were all gathered in front of Sun Qinghe at this moment, and they all showed distress at the moment, begging for something .

Presumably it was the elder of the general's disciple's family.

Sun Qing and his ancestors had several generations of Jinshi, and even Hanlin literati appeared, and they were also famous families, so their status in Jinling City was very detached.

Sun Qinghe's actions are also considered reasonable, not superseded by others. These generals' families are suffering, and at the moment they only think about making peace.

But it was obvious that Sun Qinghe didn't accept the begging at all, and immediately shook off these guys, and said something harshly.

"You guys still have the nerve to talk about it here. If you impose discipline, what is the only seedling but not the only seedling? Will Jinling City have a few more famous generals?"

"Serve the country, and then you will be praised by the people forever, not now, a bunch of rascals, who will find someone to wipe their ass when something goes wrong!"

"If you want to talk again, I will stuff them all into the barracks and empty the dung buckets for my subordinates!"

Sun Qinghe said the righteous words, but at this moment, his eyes saw Song Mu who was passing by in a hurry, and he shouted immediately.

"Nephew Song Xian, go slowly!"

Song Mu paused, immediately grinned, and quickly cupped his hands, but this Sun Qinghe pointed at Song Mu and said to those people.

"Take a good look, this is Song Mu from Shiyang's Song family, but he is already a provincial Jieyuan, let's see your good sons and grandchildren?"

Song Mu heard it, but now he felt hot. This is to use himself to educate these guys.

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(End of this chapter)