I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 685 Trying Mushrooms

In the following days, Song Mu has been devoting himself to practice in the Cangshu Pavilion.

After this battle, Song Mu also deeply felt the weakness of his own strength. The sense of powerlessness he felt when facing the demon emperor's whip, and his determination to fight to the death all reflected Song Mu's weakness.

Climbing to a high place, you can see far, but you have to learn to face the cold.

There is more mighty power than mighty power, the world is vast, and there are countless strong ones.

The danger brought by the lack of strength and realm made Song Mu fall into danger again and again, and he was even more frightened.

And in this battle, Song Mu saw the strength of the world's top combat power.

Those monsters and great scholars who can easily move mountains and fill seas are the ones I really look up to.

Now he can't know what's going on outside the scroll, but Song Mu can also guess that the shattering of Jie Zezhu will probably arouse the anger of all parties.

As far as I am concerned, I have grasped the residual pearl in my hand, if there is a slight leak, the scene of that day may be repeated.

What's more, I still need to do so many things in the future, and I want to control this kind of mysterious power and use it as my bargaining chip.

This all requires the support of strength. The Hanlin realm is already something that others cannot look up to, but for oneself, it is only insufficient.

For this reason, Song Mu carefully recovered his physical injuries, but did not rush to break through quickly, but read a lot of books in this library.

Now that I read it again, Song Mu didn't feel satisfied, so he took out the Song family booklet from his body.

Song Mu also kept a copy of the Song family books sent by various poets, and kept them with him to read them all the time. Now that he has enough time, Song Mu also took them out and pondered them slowly.

On this day, Song Mu took out the booklet of Patriarch Song Wenrong to read again. Song Mu was moved by the articles and poems in it, as if he had seen the past glory of this patriarch.

"It would be great if the ancestor could survive and explain this confusion to me."

After reading the book in his hand, Song Mu closed the pages with a slight frown, feeling a little lost and confused.

Muttering to himself, Song Mu's eyes fell slightly, he closed his eyes, and began to recite the book in his heart as usual, but Song Mu opened his eyes immediately, and took out something in his hand at this moment.

It was the kind of earthenware pot obsessed with fragrant mushrooms that I got from the Strange Monster Tribe back then.

Just when he was reciting the book backwards, Song Mu suddenly thought of the "New Method of Mind Power" written by the ancestor.

Now I can recite dozens of books at the same time, but it is not comparable to my ancestor who recited more than a hundred books in an instant. It is really difficult, and it is so distracting to exercise, and my thoughts can't last long.

But at this moment, Song Mu thought of the fragrant mushroom he got.

Regarding the secret of this fragrant mushroom, Song Mu knew that it could be of great use to the monster race, and that kind of dream technique was actually very mysterious, so Song Mu thought what if he recited it backwards in that dream?
With this thought in mind, Song Mu also became excited for a while, and immediately looked at the clay pot in his hand.

In the pottery pot, the ant colony was fresh, and the mushrooms seemed to have grown a lot, which surprised Song Mu for a while. After looking carefully, he found that there were faint pictures and texts on the pottery pot. It seems that this thing, unexpectedly It's still a treasure.

Song Mu was amazed, but immediately reached out and picked a small mushroom from the clay pot.

This kind of mushroom cultivated by strange ants looks ordinary, but there is a burst of strange fragrance from it, which highlights its extraordinaryness.

The scent is a bit pungent, and after rushing into the nose, people's mind immediately feels a little drunk after drunkenness, and suddenly a little sleepiness comes to their hearts.

"This thing is wonderful, but I don't know what will happen to the human race."

After Song Mu said this, he reached out and grabbed a small piece from under the mushroom and put it in his mouth.

Like a piece of dry firewood, Song Mu found it difficult to chew, but the next moment, Song Mu suddenly spit it out.

When the mushroom was first chewed, it was a common fungus taste, but in the next second, there was a pungent taste directly on the mushroom.

Song Mu spat out the mushroom, but still felt the pungent smell quickly occupying his whole body, and the whole person became even more cheered, and he couldn't even sit cross-legged.

This made Song Mu exclaim that it was not good, that he was so reckless, so unaware that he was testing poison with himself.

But before Song Mu could use his literary power to get rid of all this, Song Mu only felt his eyes go dark, and then his thinking began to waver.

While his consciousness was fluctuating, Song Mu somehow felt his own existence again. It was just a deliberate feeling, which made Song Mu feel a little abrupt.

But this can be regarded as a good news for Song Mu, that is, the fragrant mushroom has worked for him.

According to the memory retrieved from the mind of the strange monster elder, after taking this fragrant mushroom, he would enter a kind of mysterious dream. Song Mu was a little surprised whether he was successful now.

And soon Song Mu felt that he appeared in a pure white space, and in this world, there were countless himself around him in the next moment.

These portraits of himself are standing like him at the moment, when Song Mu makes a movement, they will follow suit,

This feeling was very weird, Song Mu only felt that they were all staring at him, but soon Song Mu realized that he might really have entered that dream.

After a dream like a millennium, Song Mu also calmed down. At this moment, he sat cross-legged, looked at himself around him again, and then closed his eyes heavily.

The book floated in his mind, and Song Mu began to recite the book backwards according to the content of the new method of mind power, but in this space, Song Mu suddenly heard his own voice.

It was not a single voice, but many voices sounded. In this trance, Song Mu opened his eyes again, only to see those sitting cross-legged themselves sitting cross-legged at the moment, with their mouths squirming.

The sounds of reading came out of their mouths, and everyone was different, as if the books that were just in their minds were reflected in them.

This made Song Mu surprised and joyful for a while, so it seems that the dream brought by the fragrant mushroom is really useful, Song Mu quickly regained his composure, and also started to recite.

So I don't know how long it has passed, and Song Mu doesn't know when he opened his eyes. The scene of Zangshu Pavilion came into view again, and Song Mu was stunned for a moment.

In that dream, it seems that ten thousand years have passed, and the sound of reciting has not left my mind from the beginning to the end. At this moment, it is suddenly clear, and I still feel that I can't adapt to it.

Song Mu waited for a while before getting up, looking at that moment, he has only passed four hours.

In this world, it was as if he had fallen asleep.

Song Mu let out a deep breath, and looked at the clay pot next to him at this moment, but held it up solemnly, looked at the scene, and looked outside again.

"It seems that this fragrant mushroom is indeed a surprise."

Song Mu sighed. At this moment, he released his mind power towards the surroundings. The mind power seemed to be a little more abundant than before, and Song Mu also showed joy.

In just eight hours, there is such a miraculous effect, no wonder this thing is so valued.

However, Bale once said that this thing is useless in the Hanlin realm, and I don't know how long this situation can last.

At the moment Song Mu's figure disappeared from the library, and the next moment he appeared in a dense forest somewhere in this world.

Song Mu carefully buried the clay pot in it, and the prison of the pot was released. The strange ants climbed out of it and looked for food everywhere.

Song Mu looked at this scene, but he was thinking in his heart that this thing would be useful for human cultivation in the future.

As for now, after I hope to go out, there will be more changes in my mental strength and literary strength.

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(End of this chapter)