I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 547 Planting Seeds and Reaching the Realm!

Life in "Peach Blossom Spring" is simple and boring.

Song Mu knew that his current state could not break through the barrier of the white jade scroll, nor could he break free from the power of the star, so he simply concentrated on cultivating in it, and with the blessing of the star, Song Mu's strength was naturally visible to the naked eye. The shackles of Hanlin realm have come to the front.

It's just that the practice in this foreign land inevitably made Song Mu feel boring. At first, he was a little curious about it, but after exploring the story of Peach Blossom Spring, Song Mu would occasionally think of his family members far away.

However, the so-called gentleman is cautious and alone. After the melancholy, Song Mu also cheered up and continued to practice. Only by breaking through the shackles of the realm as soon as possible can he return earlier.

It's just that the time flies by quickly, and Song Mu has the power of the stars to support him to eat, but counting it in detail, ten years have passed.

On this day, Song Mu was reading books in an attic in the Tale of the Peach Blossom Spring.

This bookstore was also discovered by Song Mu by chance, and there was actually a rich collection of books in it. After looking at it one by one, Song Mu suddenly realized that it was actually collected by Tao Fengming over the years.

Among them, there are many poems and articles, but what fascinates Song Mu the most is the analysis of many articles left by Tao Fengming.

These days, Song Mu has become obsessed with reading these articles, and sometimes when he merges with the knowledge in his mind, he feels suddenly enlightened.

But after reading these things, Song Mu was deeply moved from the bottom of his heart.

One is that the collection of books here is rich in content, and the other is that this is obviously a foreign land of poetry in a literary army, but it already has a feeling of space.

This made Song Mu more curious about this kind of civil soldiers, and from it, he got a glimpse of more things about his master Tao Fengming.

This can't help but remind Song Mu of what Tao Fengming said back then, asking him to look at the white jade scroll more, and it turns out that there are such things in it.

Closing the book in his hand, Song Mu was satisfied at the moment, feeling the power of the stars in the distance. Song Mu put the book back on the shelf, but suddenly realized that he had unknowingly put all the books here. Read it.

Song Mu was stunned, and now he raised his eyes and looked around carefully, but Song Mu's gaze suddenly stopped.

The next moment, Song Mu jumped up, and when he fell down again, there was an extra small box in his hand.

This is a simple box,

The box was very light, and it was not locked. Song Mu opened it with a slight wave, and two dark seeds came into view.

It looked like a lotus seed, dark and dull, and Song Mu didn't know what it was.

Immediately after Song Mu saw that there was still a blank sheet of paper in the box, he took it in his hand and unfolded it carefully. When Song Mu saw the contents clearly, he suddenly exclaimed.

This is an entrustment left by Tao Fengming, and as mentioned above, these two dark seeds are the most difficult to find seeds of the Seven Soul Flower in this world!

Tao Fengming and Song Mu said that when he searched hard for the Seven Soul Flower in the northwest desert, he finally found a Seven Soul Flower. Unfortunately, it was dead and useless, and when he was full of resentment and helplessness, he saw two Seven Soul Flowers. Flower seeds fall.

Tao Fengming collected the two seeds, but did not cultivate them for a long time.

Because the growth of the seven soul flower needs the cultivation of the sky star, and the sky star can take root and sprout, and if it is a little careless, it will even wither and die.

At that time, Tao Fengming also knew the extraordinary nature of this flat desert, and even deduced that there would be stars in it, but because the pursuers followed closely behind him, he had no choice but to leave immediately.

In the end, he told Song Mu that if he could find a star in the sky, he would cultivate it in this white jade scroll.

It turned out that this white jade scroll belonged to the master, Tao Fengming's mentor passed it on to Tao Fengming, and the text on it was rumored to be made of a layer of paper from the original manuscript made by Tao Yuanming.

Just like the Great Confucian waved his hand to reveal the reality of a foreign land, this white jade scroll has this ability since it was born, but it has never been publicized, and no one knows the mystery of this treasure.

After reading the words on this page, Song Mu was extremely shocked at the moment. He could never have imagined that his master could have such a rainy day.

Perhaps at that time, the master wanted to let himself experience the white jade scroll more, but there was still such a situation.

It's just that I'm stupid, and I didn't understand the mystery until today. These two seven soul flower seeds can't be used by Tao Fengming.

Song Mu's face was extremely silent. He was holding the bookcase beside him, exhaling heavily. After a while, Song Mu reached out and took out two seeds, holding them in his hands.

After scrutinizing it carefully for a moment, Song Mu's figure disappeared from the attic.

The next moment, Song Mu appeared next to Tianxing, standing with his hands down, looking at the twinkling Tianxing in front of him, he murmured.

"Master, wait for the flowers to bloom."

Saying so, Song Mu knelt down, buried two flower seeds in the soil under the core of the star, and looked up at the sky.

Regardless of the white jade scroll, the star core, or the seven soul flower seeds, Tao Fengming, who had already left Song Mu, did one more thing for Song Mu.

At this moment, Song Mu looked up at the sky, exhaled heavily, but his eyes became more determined.

Then the mountains and rivers rotated, the sun, the moon and the stars, Song Mu leaned against the stars, pinched the spell with his hands, and the power surged in his body non-stop.

On a certain day, Song Mu, who was sitting in the weeds, suddenly opened his eyes, and at this moment, he suddenly felt the golden book shaking in his head.

The literary power circulating in the body suddenly seemed to have a vent, passing through the dantian and rushing into his thousands of meridians.

Song Mu only felt that his whole body was burning, and his internal organs were all under the impact of force. The feeling of being bitten by thousands of ants came to his heart, and it seemed that a fire was spit out from his mouth, but it all turned into a roar of Song Mu.

At this moment, Song Mu's face was flushed and his body was extremely hot, but his eyes were clear.

Because Song Mu could feel that the loosening of the shackles of the Hanlin realm was right in front of his eyes.

Raising people to refine their hearts, Jinshi to refine their gallbladder, Hanlin strengthens their six internal organs, and they are completely reborn!

The stars humming behind him, the ancient books in his head vibrated, and the dantian in his body whirled, Song Mu held his breath in a deep voice, suddenly there were streaks of red light surging!

The red light went straight to the sky, broke through the sky of this foreign land at this moment, and went straight to the yellow sky in the northwest.

Several passes in the desert are pointing towards the sky at this moment, watching the fiery red clouds rolling in the sky, one is amazed and vigilant for a moment.

And in various parts of the Wen Dynasty, many people also looked up at the night sky today, only to see fiery red ripples rippling from nowhere, pushing the clouds to reveal the moon, and they were so mighty.

Du Shizong, Du Keqin went straight up to the sky, saw the red waves surging in front of him, stretched out his hand, but murmured to himself.

"There is a trace of righteousness?"

"Could it be..."

In Shiyang City, thousands of miles away, Song Liangda, who kneels down to worship his ancestors every day, got up from the futon. Looking up from the courtyard, he saw a red light bursting in.

Then the golden light flickered all over the hall, and thousands of tablets shook.

The writings of great Confucians in the city flicker, and the bronze bell in the Jingzhen Pavilion rings by itself.

Master Xun looked up at the sky and spoke in surprise.

"This time, is there a great literati who has reached the realm?"

Song Liangda knelt down in front of his ancestors, weeping, but his eyes were firm.

"Bless the ancestors, the number one scholar of my Song family still exists! Jingzhao... still exists!"

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(End of this chapter)