I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 401 Righteousness Song!
"Grass and trees are ruthless, sometimes wandering. Man is an animal, but the spirit of things; a hundred worries feel his heart, and everything works his form; if there is movement in the middle, it must shake its essence..."

"Why do you want to compete with grass and trees for glory with the quality of non-metallic stones? Whoever wants to kill a thief for it, why do you hate Qiusheng!..."

Song Mu was in a turbulent mood at the moment, and he wrote like a god, and every sentence of admonition appeared on the paper immediately, and when he drew a perfect end to this Fu, he immediately felt satisfied in his heart.

Also because Song Mu completely completed this Fu, people outside also immediately saw more scenes and gained more experience.

First of all, compared to that, the bleak and chilling scene in this scene suddenly disappeared quietly at this moment, and then I felt a little relieved in my heart, not calm, but it seemed that there should be two points of agitation in my heart.

Even in the ears, there were faint sounds of insects.

Everyone was very surprised, thinking that this poem was already very extraordinary, and it made them feel such a different feeling in this winter.

It's just a pity that everyone felt that this rather mysterious scene failed to bring anything else.

This feeling lingered in everyone's hearts, but Yan Fu in the attic suddenly laughed.

"Interesting, such a chilling feeling, when it strikes, it makes people feel shocked, and the emotions are progressive, making people feel a little uncomfortable."

"Suddenly my heart relaxes, and there is no wave in front of me. Well, it's a very good foreign land."

Saying that, Yan Fu could see that this hadn't dissipated, but now he looked towards the field, with a bit of hope on his face.

It seems that he wants to see which genius made this poem.

"Such a long superimposition of artistic conception should be regarded as a poem. I haven't seen such a masterpiece for a long time."

On this side, Yan Fu praised him very much, on the other side, Song Mu had also broken free from it, and while absorbing the turbulent literary energy brought by Fu, he felt the power of thoughts in his mind.

Surprisingly, the power of thought in his mind seemed to have grown a little, and it seemed to have risen a little bit.

It seems that the effect of this fu is very good, and it has such an effect on improving the power of mind, but it is a pity that the previous two poems are.

Song Mu wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and then contribute to the improvement of his mind power, but he stopped suddenly.

Song Mu was thinking in his heart, the artistic conception of the Fu just now is so superimposed, so how much do he need to do next, to be able to trigger this situation again?
In fact, most of this Fu is an underestimation of sadness, with a strong negative meaning. Although there seems to be such an upward belief at the end of the article, it is not strong enough.

Could it be that I want to continue this kind of desolation, but in this way, it is very contrary to my own thinking.

In this last article, we should elevate the artistic conception of all the poems and prose stacked up.

But where to start?
Song Mu fell into deep thought and even forgot to eat or sleep for a while.

On the Baoshan Great Wall in the distance, this place has already fallen into a bitter battle.

"Carry the wounded down, and be prepared on the east side of the pass, there are already too many demon corpses piled up there!"

Xu Wang waved the long sword in his hand, cut a flying monster in two, and then issued orders to the surroundings.

In the evening, these monsters that had been lurking for a long time suddenly launched an attack. The attack was very fierce for a while, and all kinds of monsters attacked from all directions.

The Baoshan Great Wall also immediately launched a powerful counterattack, all kinds of flint arrows shot out, and thousands of arrows were fired at once. Under the blessing of literati's poems, they immediately killed many monsters that rushed.

Not only that, because Changanwei has been operating the Baoshan Great Wall for a long time, he is very familiar with the rhythm of its use.

So after the battle, relying on the heavy Great Wall, their own casualties were very few.

But these monsters that attacked the city were already extraordinary. Not only were they monsters, but many of them were corpses of monsters. They were infected by the magic factor and attacked almost by instinct.

Such a state of affairs has already shown that this is the joint work of demons.

The human race has nothing to do but to resist.

Just when Xu Wang gave the order, a huge flame burst out from the sky somewhere on the Baoshan Great Wall, and then I saw flying arrows all over the sky suddenly burning, falling on the monsters on the ground outside the city wall, and suddenly ignited The fire was raging.

"It's Lord Sima!"

"A Hanlin literati has made a move!"

The soldiers on the Great Wall immediately cheered when they saw this situation. Xu Wang also let out a deep breath when he saw this situation, and continued to speak with a serious expression.

"Everyone cheer up, the adults have already made a move, and we should also work hard!"

It's just that when Xu Wang's voice fell, there was a long beast roar in the wind and snow outside.

Then I saw a figure coming quickly in the wind and snow, and what greeted it was a loud shout,
That Lord Sima, dressed in a red robe, was already in a fight with the other party at this moment,
It turned out to be a monster!
Everyone looked horrified, but the countless monsters below were still trying their best to climb the city, so Xu Wang had no choice but to throw himself into a new battle immediately.

That night, Chang'an City was calm in the wind and snow, but on the Great Wall of Baoshan, a fierce battle of swords and blood was taking place.

Song Mu spent the night in such a heavy mood, when it was almost dawn, Song Mu suddenly opened his eyes in the test room.

The next moment Song Mu immediately sat upright, lit the candles, and hastily rolled out the scrolls.

During this meditation, a thought suddenly flashed in Song Mu's mind.

These three poems of mine have been written up to now, but in fact, there is one kind of thing in the poems and articles.

That kind of thing is the words and deeds of a gentleman.

Whether it's disdain for arrogance, liking for innocence, or seeing through the world, although the poems and prose have their own expressions, the connotation has not changed from the beginning to the end.

That is the words and deeds of the king, and the body is what it is.

No matter "I don't know that there is clear frost in the sky and the earth", or "A hook with a light moon and the sky is like water", or "Why do you hate the sound of autumn."

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are just appearances, and their profound connotations are to always maintain a gentleman's heart.

It's just that I don't have a deep understanding, until the last Qiu Shengfu, I finally understand the real connection.

It is not the philosophy in it that makes the power of thought move, but the integrity of the literati in it.

In this way, at the end, all this was truly revealed at that time.

What can truly condense all of this?
What should be the most important thing for a gentleman to practice?
Song Mu looked at his palm, and thought of the practice he wrote, and the unity of knowledge and action.

In an instant, Song Mu thought of a famous saying in "Mencius Gongsun Chou Shang".

"I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring spirit."

Confucianism nourishes qi, and Mencius also said, match righteousness with Tao, gather righteousness and live, don't forget and don't help.

The aura of greatness can be achieved by a gentleman who cultivates internally and moves externally.

So what kind of aura is the most shocking and awe-inspiring aura at this time?

Song Mu lowered his eyes slightly, and his mind was spinning wildly at this moment. The next moment, Song Mu suddenly raised his head, and suddenly opened a pair of sharp eyes.

"Nai Haoran is righteous!"

Song Mu said in a deep voice, and immediately studied ink and weighed paper, even a little impatient, seeing that the inkstone was frozen and unusable, he put the nib of the pen into his mouth impatiently.

The taste of ink smeared on the tip of his tongue, and Song Mu's expression became more determined.

"Mr. Wen, this time, Song Mu has offended."

Song Mu murmured, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, then held the brush and landed on the scroll.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds."

"The bottom is the river, and the top is the sun."

As soon as the sentence was completed, golden light suddenly burst out from the paper, and the talent gushed out, illuminating Song Mu's face and blowing Song Mu's hair and clothes.

He was extremely insolent for a while, and he was as angry as thunder when he rolled!

……

　Well, "Song of Righteous Qi", Confucianism and Taoism, is an indispensable article!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)