I slay demons and demons with poetry

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The so-called sound is gone, all animals are quiet, and the four silent stars are about to disappear.

The melodious melody played by the disciples of Du Mu's School of Poetry was like a gentle spring breeze blowing over everyone's cheeks, but when everyone was intoxicated by it, they suddenly noticed something strange in the melody.

It is a kind of power, which belongs to the power of rhythm. It is between tangible and intangible, and it is difficult to describe, but everyone feels that there is a sudden change in their hearts.

Those members of the School of Poetry felt it even more clearly, and stood up suddenly at this moment.

Many people who have experienced Du Xianyin's methods have serious expressions this time. They understand that what Du Xianyin said, the new method of using literary power is not empty words.

Those who have never seen Du Xianyin's methods with their own eyes were shocked and curious, but they also felt that this Du Mu Shizong was extraordinary.

But immediately, there was another change in the scene. Amidst the melodious and powerful melody, several disciples of Du's School of Poetry suddenly began to sing in a low voice.

The voice came slowly, and everyone could vaguely hear that it seemed to be a poem.

And as the shallow sung words gradually spread along with the rhythm, suddenly there was a sound of raindrops ringing in the ears.

It seemed to be a violent storm, but in the blink of an eye, there was no violent rain in this autumn day.

This made everyone refreshed, and many people were in an uproar at the moment.

And at this moment, the rippling literary power seems to be gradually changing.

So in the attic at the next moment, they suddenly heard a rush of piano sound.

The sound of the piano came from Du Xianyin who fell on the stage in the attic.

Du Xianyin hugged a pipa, plucked the strings with her slender fingers, and the sound of rhythm suddenly rippled rapidly.

The whispered singing before that suddenly became clear, and everyone suddenly felt that everything around them began to change.

A faint bright moon seemed to be slowly rising behind Du Xianyin. The moon shadow was faint, but it seemed to exude different powers.

Suddenly someone realized the situation, and then spoke out abruptly.

"Hiss, if I heard correctly, this is... "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"?"

Someone said this, and the others suddenly realized that even Song Mu, who was sitting on the high platform with Li Dong at the moment, also heard the meaning.

Li Dong also immediately looked at Song Mu, and then at Du Xianyin who caused the wonderful scene in that scene, and his eyes flickered for a while.

But at this moment behind Du Xianyin, there seemed to be another phantom suddenly forming.

These phantoms are produced in the moon shadow, like a fairy, but they surround Du Xianyin.

At this moment, Du Xianyin is just like the owner of the Toad Palace.

"Look at the sky!"

Someone let out another exclamation, and everyone else looked up one after another, but at this moment their eyes widened unconsciously.

I saw the sky outside the attic, with the cold moon shining at the moment, the scenery seemed to be slowly coming towards me.

The vast scene rushed towards the face, making everyone amazed for a while.

Ordinary people exclaimed in amazement at this, but those members of the Shizong family are now guessing one after another, realizing that the situation in front of them may be a complex situation.

But there is no need for writing, no need to use pen and ink, just play the piano, and it can be touched and attracted.

Moreover, the artistic conception that this piano sound can drive seems to be more appropriate, and when it is played, it is also so silent.

This Du Shizong of Poetry has mastered the method of displaying such literary power?
Many people's eyes lowered slightly, and their thoughts were full of thoughts for a while.

Seeing such a scene, Song Mu couldn't help admiring. The ability displayed by Du Xianyin today is much stronger than before.

In his hands, this poem of his own has a different expression.

This alone is enough for everyone in the world to foresee the rise of Du Mu's Poetry School.

But at this moment, Song Mu's gaze fell quickly, and then focused on the person next to him. He was also shocked when he saw the face of Duke An.

At the end of the song, the sound of the piano disappeared in an inadvertent moment, and the vision in front of everyone's eyes also slowly dissipated.

It's just that many people are still immersed in the charm of a song.

Immediately, someone got up and raised his hand to ask Du Xianyin to play a song.

There was also that person who asked how all of this came about, and whether it would be more powerful for women to practice.

Du Xianyin also nodded and changed a tune again, but it was played by someone else, and she said softly with everyone.

"There is no difference between men and women in this way of performing. If the body has the power of thought, it can be revealed even more. Apart from this, it is the best way to fight against the enemy or a strong army."

Saying this, immediately the person from the School of Poetry spoke up and said

"Sect Master Du can cut love like this, he really is a role model for my human race."

Many people echoed, but Du Xianyin always had a faint smile on his face.

Immediately there was that person who spoke.

"Sect Master Du, I don't know if you will use words to perform this method in the future?"

"Then how important is this composition?"

This remark immediately resonated with other people, and Du Xianyin also smiled slightly, and nodded slightly at this moment, but looked slightly to one side.

"If you talk about being particular about it, it's that the poems used by my Du family's poetry are nine out of ten written by Song Zhuangyuan, and they are all very powerful."

As soon as these words came out, many people in the scene were in an uproar. At this moment, they couldn't help but look at Song Mu who was sitting on the high platform.

This time, the previous rumors seemed to be coming out.

Facing this sudden situation, Song Mu was also taken aback at the moment, but this time he just stood up and handed over his hands, but Li Dong next to him was quite excited and pretended to be calm.

Du Xianyin continued on the field.

"Song Zhuangyuan has great kindness to my Du family's poetry school, and these poems have laid the foundation for my Du family's poetry school's new method."

All those people looked at Song Mu, and someone said to Song Mu right away.

"Master Song, there is such a thing? But you have never heard of it?"

"I don't know if my lord can show his talent in Ci again and see it in mysteries?"

As soon as this remark came out, many people suddenly became interested, and Du Xianyin also blinked at Song Mu.

Song Mu's poetic talent has already been well-known, especially not long ago in the Zhongzhou competition, he wrote three poems about the dragon in succession, which convinced countless people.

But after all, it would be a wonderful talk if Song Mu could see Song Mu writing again.

At this moment, someone suggested it, and others followed suit.

Li Dong next to him was also looking at Song Mu at the moment, but he just smiled.

That An Guogong also looked over at this moment, and seemed to be very interested this time.

Song Mu lowered his eyes slightly, but suddenly an idea came to his mind, this time he smiled and cupped his hands around.

"It's hard to give up such kindness, today Song will show his shame, and write a poem to congratulate Du Mu Shizong."

Saying so, the audience applauded, but Song Mu turned sideways to Li Dong and said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, would you like to meet with me?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Dong nodded immediately, and the Duke An who was beside him had already got up, but Song Mu didn't say anything to him, and dared not follow up.

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(End of this chapter)