I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 688 Experience the Imperial Examination Again
Song Mu felt an indescribable pleasure at this moment, as the surging literary power of the Hanlin first-rank realm surged in his body, and he even wanted to shout out at this moment.

Looking up at the Jie Zezhu in the sky, how could Song Mu have thought that the Jie Ze Pearl could bring about such changes? The powerful literary power brought by the warm sun made Song Mu now face the Jie Ze Pearl. With a very different view.

At this moment Song Mu is not pretentious, and immediately bows his hands towards the sky.

"Thank you."

There was also a voice from Jie Zezhu in the sky, just congratulating Song Mu on his successful breakthrough.

The two sides had a brief exchange of this sentence, and then fell into silence. Song Mu had a strong power churning at the moment, so he naturally wanted to give it a try. In this strange world, Song Mu felt the power brought about by the improvement of the realm. Powerful pleasure, and in the next few years, it will be the last hurdle.

The state of a bachelor, such a state that ordinary literati can hardly achieve in their lifetime, Song Mu may be able to obtain it in his forties, which inevitably makes Song Mu a little excited.

It's just that this is no longer a small realm leap, what I have to face is a big realm improvement, and the hardships in it cannot be overcome so easily.

At that time, even with the help of Jie Zezhu, I don't know if it will be successful.

With this anxious expectation, Song Mu spent two years in this foreign realm digesting the strength of the current realm, and then began to attack this new realm.

Still breaking through the shackles of "seeking knowledge", this time Song Mu decided to integrate the contents of these subsets of classics and history that he had read.

The communication between Song and Mu is a summary of each subordinate. After all, Confucianism and Taoism have flourished to this day, and the collection of classics and history is an indispensable part of it.

But now I have read a lot of books and summed up thousands of truths from them, but all changes remain the same, and there is always one of them that can condense the true essence of Confucianism and Taoism.

This truth will be the true saying of Confucianism that has survived to this day.

It seems that Song Mu has already obtained the true meaning of it. The four sentences of Hengqu written in the test can be said to have written the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism in the world. A breakthrough, perhaps this great scholar realm can make a breakthrough.

You don't have to stand shoulder to shoulder for four sentences, but at least you have to have a clear conscience.

With this kind of expectation, Song Mu devoted himself wholeheartedly to it. There are thousands of books and pages in the Library Pavilion, and the time travels back and forth, but this time, Song Mu spent a longer time than before.

Over the years, the appearance of this alien space illuminated by the radiance of the Zeze Pearl has changed, and many creatures have even been born from it at some point. At this moment, it is a scene of growth and prosperity of all things.

The location of Zangshu Pavilion has long been covered by weeds and trees, and now it looks like a historic site, which has long been covered with the dust of time.

But on this day, one of them walked out slowly. The embarrassed Song Mu walked out of the library, looked at the scene above his head hidden by the trees, and finally slowly suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

Not long ago, Song Mu almost lost his temper.

In order to write this groundbreaking article, Song Mu exhausted his painstaking efforts and put together tens of thousands of comments and understandings for more than ten years, but in the end, Song Mu didn't dare to write.

The ink dripping on the paper made Song Mu feel a kind of fear.

That kind of fear is the real fear of the unknown, and even more the fear of the past. Only now did Song Mu realize that what he had in his mind seemed to be the knowledge of others.

Whether it is poems and articles, a collection of classics and history, or famous proverbs, those things written by oneself are in the end the hard work of others.

When I want to put aside all these and let myself enter the real ethereal realm, I realize that there is nothing here.

It was this kind of fear that made Song Mu lose control suddenly. If it wasn't for the ancient books in his mind to keep him clear, he might have faced another catastrophe.

At this moment, Song Mu looked up at the sky in a daze, and sighed a long time, a bit of disappointment flashed across his face.

But at this time, a voice sounded in the sky.

"You're awake, you're not well."

Song Mu raised his head and looked at the bright Jue Zezhu high in the sky through the gaps between the leaves, but at this moment he nodded bitterly.

"That's right, haste makes waste, thoughts are hard to understand, and the way of writing is not easy to come by."

Song Mu said with emotion, and now he also walked outside, passing through the woods, and seeing this strange yet familiar gloomy land, he couldn't help being stunned at this moment.

This strange land of peach blossoms has become more and more different.

It's just that I don't know if it's because of the changes in the foreign land itself, or because of the mutual complementarity of the Zhezhe beads in the sky.

Song Mu raised his eyes and stared at the endless green for a long time, finally felt a little less depressed in his heart, but the words of exhausting the pearl continued to come from the sky.

"There are still two years before you can go out from here."

After Song Mutian heard this, he paused even more, as if before he knew it, 40 years had come to an end.

If you calculate it carefully, you can be considered to have lived for a hundred years.

A trace of relief surged into Song Mu's heart at this moment, and Song Mu nodded at this moment.

"Okay, since that's the case, I have to prepare, it's time to go back."

As Song Mu said so, he walked to the side of the mountain, opened up a new residence, and lived a rural life in the mountains.

At this moment, Song Mu has temporarily given up his longing for that state, and just enjoys himself in the mountains and rivers. Seeing the green mountains and greenery, it is quite pleasant to be an old man in the mountains frankly.

Such years passed slowly, Song Mu learned to do farming and mulberry, chatted with that Jie Zezhu in his spare time, if nothing happened, he took out the Song family books in the tourmaline to read, and then read the magnificent life of his ancestors .

One day, there was a heavy rain outside the window, and this foreign land has undergone thousands of changes. Song Mu lit a candle in the hut, flipping through the book in his hand.

In the books that Song Mu is reading today, what is recorded are the test-taking essays of the ancestors back then.

After reading such a chapter, Song Mu can see the literary talents of his ancestors at that time, and he can also see the current affairs and remarks in it, and even the ancestors wrote down what they said unscrupulously, which is quite satisfying.

After finally reading the last article, Song Mu let out a long breath, but it seemed that he still had something to say.

Song Mu couldn't help feeling a trace of longing in his heart, so he looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

He stretched out his hand to take it, but Song Mu suddenly suddenly, a thunder flashed outside, interrupting Song Mu's thoughts, but Song Mu shook his head with a smile on his face.

"Even if it's for my 40 years of studying hard, let's make a summary."

As Song Mu said, he stretched out his hand to grind the ink, laid out the paper, and picked up the pen again. Song Mu looked at the dense sky outside the window, but he was muttering to himself.

"Today, instead of writing about Confucianism and Taoism, I will write about..."

Song Mu's face showed a trace of confusion, and then he said softly.

"Let's do the imperial examination again at that time, and the text will convey the truth. I haven't experienced that feeling for a long time."

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