I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 686
Song Mu was a little delighted by the unprecedented experience and surprise brought by the Mixiang mushroom.

After all, this way of reciting backwards in the dream has almost the same effect on Song Mu's training of mind power as in reality, and the way of representing countless himself reciting different books at the same time has strengthened unconsciously. Song Mu's ability to recite backwards.

If there is a fly in the ointment, it is that every time you enter, you need the unbearable spicy feeling, and every time you dream, it seems like a world away, which makes people feel a little melancholy when they wake up.

But soon Song Mu also found a pattern in it, such training is not done every day, the focus of practice in this strange land, after all, is his own literary realm.

Now I am still in the realm of Hanlin Wupin. After experiencing this great battle, the shackles of my realm seem to have loosened.

Every time Song Mu made a breakthrough, it sometimes took several years, but he was promoted continuously for one year, but after reaching the fourth rank of Hanlin, the situation suddenly slowed down.

Even if Song Mu had so many brilliant poems to bless, the magnificent literary power of the new poems could no longer help Song Mu break through smoothly.

According to Song Mu's understanding, he should have reached another critical point in Wen Dao's promotion.

Asking to climb up, there are three shackles of "learning knowledge", "reaching wisdom", and "seeking knowledge". These three shackles, the first level is learned by Mengtong, the second level is Jinshi and the third level, but there is no definition for the third level. It may appear in any class in the subsequent realm.

To break through these shackles is to require that after having great power, it is no longer simply used, but to be filled with poems and books in the heart, and everything can be accomplished with a clear mind.

Song Mu also knew very little about this, especially after knowing that such shackles could not be broken through by external force, Song Mu could only pin his hope on one thing now.

That is to be full of poems and books first, and then to have a clear mind.

For this reason, Song Mu spent almost the whole day in the library pavilion in this foreign land, carefully reading the content on it, and understanding its connotation.

And Song Mu soon saw the effect. After reading the books, he was lucky enough to break through the already loose realm shackles.

Song Mu felt extremely comfortable with the majestic energy brought by the promotion to the third rank of Hanlin, and the surging power even wiped away Song Muzhiqing's injuries in an instant.

Naturally, Song Mu was also happy about the increase in strength, but he was even more pleased that it seemed to be effective, and he might be able to make more breakthroughs in the future.

It's just that Song Mu was stumped on this very soon, until Song Mu read through the books in the Library Pavilion three times, after spending several years, the realm in his body remained unchanged.

The method of reading and comprehending ahead has no effect, which makes Song Mu somewhat dejected.

The shackles of Wen Dao were clearly exposed in front of him, which already made Song Mu feel that it was an insurmountable moat.

Song Mu, who was struggling to contemplate, simply decided to go for a walk. The changes in this foreign land over the past few years have been quite large, and Song Mu was also relaxed and happy for a while. When traveling, he also became very poetic, and he wrote two small poems.

After the poems were completed, the literary spirit entered the body, which gave Song Mu the feeling of comfort that he hadn't seen for a long time, and Song Mu immediately gasped in surprise, suddenly feeling a little bit.

The feeling from the heart just now made me feel very different, and whether this kind of thinking can be applied to the practice.

Song Mu immediately had an idea.

Soon Song Mu reappeared in the Book Collection Pavilion, looking at the messy books piled up in the entire Library Pavilion, but Song Mu stepped forward to pick up the things in it.

Those are the annotations written by Song Mu for some books, and they are all recorded on the corresponding pages.

Looking at it now, Song Mu felt that what he had explained and commented had a lot of meaning, but after reading it again, he felt that it was more meaningful than before.

"Looks like I'm just trying to get to the bottom of my head, accepting a lot of opinions and expressing my personal opinion."

Song Mu muttered something like this, but these words immediately made Song Mu think clearly.

Now I have read countless books among them, and there are many annotations in them, but I have never thought of writing about it.

Just like the cosmic article written by Master at the beginning, I learned the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and gained my own humble opinion.

Writing your own stuff is the real pursuit of knowledge.

Thinking of this, Song Mu's brows involuntarily twitched, and immediately sat down in a hurry, spread out a few pages, took out a few pens and inks, looked at the annotations in his hand, and wrote slowly.

What Song Mu is writing at the moment is the book about sages and sages in the historical annals and biographies. At the moment, he is also turning the words in it into his own sentences.

These comments have accumulated over time, and when Song Mu looked at them again, he didn't just swallow the jujube, but his heart was full of thoughts.Thought there would be a better way than all this.

Therefore, this article was extremely smooth for a while, and the eloquent articles filled the article, and the spirit was even more lifted.

With such thoughts in mind, Song Mu began to annotate and summarize the books in front of him in detail.

This turned out to be a waste of sleep and food, alternating day and night.

I don't know how long it took, there was a sudden humming in the Library Pavilion, and then a heavy breath came out of it the next moment, and then Song Mu, who was dressed in rags and had a long messy beard and hair, suddenly stepped out of it, his eyes were full of energy, his body However, his aura has gone up a level.

"Sure enough, this is the true meaning!"

"In the world, only reading is the most nourishing."

Song Mu, who was in a mess, came out of it, holding volumes of pages in his hand, which were all the articles of classics and history that Song Mu had annotated and summarized in these long years.

There are thousands of books among them, and after a hundred articles, they have cultivated countless literary spirits and helped Song Mu to succeed smoothly.

Feeling the power in his body, Song Mu also looked at the time in the moment. The annual rings were roughly counted. In a flash, it was the light and shadow that had passed 15 years in this world. Song Mu couldn't help but sigh Say it in one sentence.

"Fifteen years, it's already amazing. Next time, don't be impatient. It's a good strategy to draw it slowly."

As Song Mu said so, he also made a tour of this foreign land at the moment, and a year later, Song Mu was involved in agriculture and mulberry, recreated many pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and re-entered the library.

The Zangshu Pavilion was already full of books and thousands of calligraphy treasures. Song Mu entered it again, but at this moment he took out a copy of "Han Feizi".

In the past, Song Mu's annotations and summaries were the thirteen classics of Confucianism and ten thousand volumes of historians. These two subsets have waited until now.

Song Mu didn't know what he was in it, and he could see something about the real words of a hundred schools of thought.

With this longing, Song Mu once again devoted himself to it, and the time flies, and the years travel.

On this day, Song Mu's breath surged for a long time, faintly evoking the cultural energy of heaven and earth, but it dissipated again.

A naked figure walked out of the Library Pavilion, but at this moment, he was holding the article in his hand and looking towards the sky.

"Master Dong, dismissing all schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone, it is difficult to say the pros and cons."

Song Mu sighed with emotion, and put down the things in his hands. After several years of practice, Song Mu finally wrote the two articles of this subset, and successfully let his strength reach the breakthrough point, but how to go to the next step? Neither can be done.

It seems that there is always a deficiency that makes Song Mu unable to overcome this shackle.

After trying this many times, Song Mu had no choice but to let out this emotion, which was somewhat bitter.

But without waiting for Song Mu to think again, Song Mu suddenly raised his head and looked towards one of the strange places.

Because just now, Song Mu discovered that the restriction he had placed at the core of the star had been touched.

And I lost the feeling there.

Song Mu immediately dodged and arrived quickly, but saw that the place had changed a lot.

The huge star core was actually floating in the air at this moment, and the faint blue light was continuously overflowing from it, but Song Mu saw a piece of clarity in it.

The blazing flame of the Zheze Pearl was not in it at the moment, Song Mu suddenly looked aside, but when he looked again, he saw a fiery red figure standing at the place where the core of the sky star originally stood.

The figure was burning with flames, and it turned into a human figure somewhat similar to Song Mu at this moment. The power in the core of the stars in the sky was constantly falling towards it, and the other party seemed to have discovered Song Mu at this moment, and looked up. It seems.

"Drain Zezhu."

Song Mu murmured, and involuntarily released all the strength in his body.

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