I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 690
The Hongmeng Sanskrit sound continued to circulate in Song Mu's mind, and various Confucian proverbs were imprinted in Song Mu's mind as if they had gained power.

On the other hand, Song Mu was immersed in the paper scroll written by Shi Zong, and the eloquent words covered the paper, and Song Mu finally brought this article to a successful conclusion.

Wen is used to carry Tao, and Wen Tao prospers.

As the last stroke was finished, Song Mu suddenly felt refreshed and finally exhausted. He put down the brush in his hand, straightened up and let out a long breath.

But following Song Mu's relaxed stretching, there was a sudden pause at this moment, and it was only at this moment that he realized that the power in his body was no longer churning, but that there was something more in his mind.

It was a transparent bead, but there were tens of thousands of white silk threads in it. Although it was very small, it exuded a different power.

At this moment, this transparent bead seems to echo with my dantian, and as long as I move my mind, all the literary power in my body will be mobilized immediately, as if I can display thousands of tricks in the next moment.

There was such a sudden change in his body, and Song Mu was also full of surprise, but he suddenly realized what the situation was like.

Perhaps the current self has entered the realm of a bachelor.

Song Mu inevitably had these thoughts, and the next moment his face was full of pauses, and he hurriedly checked his situation.

And after Song Mu scanned his whole body carefully, joy had already surfaced on Song Mu's face undisguised.

In the realm of a bachelor, the Lingtai is clear and bright, and the literary power, means and thoughts are available, and this is the situation I am at this moment.

Moreover, Song Mu had a faint feeling that his realm was very stable, but when he thought about it for a while, all kinds of proverbs were throbbing in his mind, ready to come out.

In this level of realm, I have reached the point where my wishes come true. At this moment, the mighty power in Song Mu's body is already like a surging river, endless.

And Song Mu had already turned his gaze to the article in front of him, and the light on it slowly dissipated. This article seemed to carry a heaviness that transcended ink.

Song Mu reached out to pick up the scrolls, and the next moment the table carrying the scrolls was shattered and collapsed. Not only that, Song Mu only noticed at this moment that the thatched hut he built had completely changed its appearance now.

The thatch on the thatched hut has been removed, and the wind and rain outside have stopped, and the mountains and clouds in the distance are full of clouds, which is like a spring after the rain.

Song Mu looked at the scene with ease and joy, and for a moment he didn't know how to express the joy in his heart, so he just stood there and stared blankly.

Thinking about it this time, he might have achieved an epiphany. Song Mu only felt that when he wrote the pen, the thoughts in his head automatically arranged in order and poured into the tip of his pen. Upwelling is indescribably enjoyable.

Under the epiphany, there is no disturbance in the improvement of the realm, but now the things that have been entangled for more than ten years have been achieved in a single epiphany, Song Mu feels that it is a bit unintentional.

And at this moment, the voice of exhausting Zezhu came from the sky.

"Congratulations. The world is imprisoned here, and it has been opened."

Song Mu paused when he heard these words, but now he raised his head to look at the sky, but was suddenly taken aback, and asked a question.

"Excuse me, I don't know how long it has been since this time?"

"It only took half a day, but it aroused countless cultural qi, and the stars shook, breaking through the constraints of space."

As Jie Zezhu said this, his figure suddenly fell down slowly at this moment, turning into that fiery figure in front of Song Mu.

Song Mu watched the opponent fall, but he didn't feel any burning heat coming from him. At this moment, he also cupped his hands quickly, and Jie Zezhu also cupped his hands towards Song Mu, this time he just said softly.

"It turns out that there are still such mysterious scenes in this world. When you write an article, there is a wonderful rhythm that can mobilize the energy of me and Tianxing."

Song Mu was also dumb for a while, but this time he just smiled and cupped his hands again, and said.

"It turns out that there is Your Excellency's help. I am really grateful. Now that Song has successfully reached the realm, naturally he will not break his promise. This time, he will go out and find the place he should go to."

Hearing this, the flames on Jie Zezhu's body trembled immediately, and immediately bowed to Song Mu again.

"Thank you so much."

After exchanging a few words of pleasantries, the two sides ascended to the sky together. This time, the Jue Zezhu re-entered the core of the star, and this time the heaven and earth reflected the warm sun.Song Mu re-washed and changed into the robe that Gu Qingqing had prepared for him, and turned back into that white-faced, mature and stable middle-aged literati.

Forty years have passed in this space, and ten years have passed outside. Song Mu can't stop daydreaming about how his family is doing, whether the years have made his beauty fade away, whether his second uncle is in good health, and whether the children in the family are in good health. , and now it has turned out to be what it looks like.

In the past 40 years, Song Mu often had this kind of longing, but almost all of them were suppressed by himself and buried in the sea of ​​books forcibly.

Now that going out is close at hand, I can't help feeling a little excited in my heart.

Especially the realization of the realm, Song Mu is also eager to share this joy with his family.

After sorting it out, Song Mu bowed his hands to the Zhue Zezhu again, and then his figure appeared outside the white jade scroll.

In a desert that has just had a new rain, on the surface of the sand dunes, the rainwater and the sand are condensed together. A small grass leaf is hanging down, and the rainwater is slowly dripping down. When the tip of the grass is falling, a tree below The lizard was feeling the bath of water droplets, and blinked its eyes slightly.

The next moment there was agitation in the sand dunes nearby, and then a figure appeared in the desert, watching the lizard go away.

Song Mu withdrew his thoughts at this moment, looked at the surrounding situation with his eyes, and couldn't help but sighed a long time.

"Things are different and people are different. The wildfire field here has become what it is today."

Song Mu sighed, looking at the overgrown desert in front of him, he was amazed for a moment.

After the shocking battle ended, everyone and the demons thought that the Zheze Pearl was completely destroyed, and the God of the Bull was very angry and unwilling to do so. He continued to send the tribe's men to search here, but still found nothing.

And as the perennially fiery desert began to rain, and even the vast sand dunes began to grow plants for the first time in hundreds of years, the God of the Bull finally gave up and had to admit the fact that the Black Dragon King personally destroyed the Zheze Pearl.

It's just that they never imagined that such a thing would fall on Song Mu in the end, and even now there have been different changes.

Song Mu looked around for a while, feeling a lot of emotion at this moment, how could he have imagined such a change in ten years, but at this moment, the thought of returning home in Song Mu's heart became stronger, and the moment his body moved, it turned into a streak in the sky startled.

This world is vaster than that in the foreign land. Song Mu, who has mastered the new power, feels happy for a while, and speeds up involuntarily.

The turbulent literary power supported Song Mu to gallop across the sky, and the coercion that emanated was suddenly transmitted to the tribes below the demon country. Many tribe monsters looked up at the sky in horror, until they saw that it was not weaker than The coercion of the Demon Emperor headed all the way to the east, and they were slightly relieved.

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