I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 715
Song Mu followed the woodcutter through the mountain forest at high speed. In this rugged mountain forest, under the towering trees, there is a winding path.

Song Mu listened to what the other party said, and at the moment, he just radiated his thoughts to the surroundings. It was not until he was sweating profusely in the mountains and forests that Song Mu felt a little lost in the direction, and finally saw the light in front of him.

At this moment, Song Mu and the woodcutter had come to the edge of a cliff.

There was a desolation on the cliff, but the woodcutter unloaded the firewood from his back with ease, Song Mu saw clearly at this time that it was actually a bundle of rope ladders.

The other party fixed the rope ladder on the cliff, and then climbed down the cliff. Song Mu thought that he was also going down, but when he got to the edge of the cliff, he saw a dead tree growing under the cliff.

Although it was a dead tree, there were many new leaves around it. The woodcutter climbed up the dead tree, picked two leaves from it, and then climbed up again with great effort, and handed one of the leaves to Song. Mu.

"My lord, please write a Tao poem on this page. Remember not to mobilize your writing power. After the writing is completed, you will be wrapped in strength. Please don't resist, it will be over in an instant."

"After that, you went to Tao's sect?"

Song Mu stretched out his hand to take the leaf from the other party, and asked softly at this moment.

But when Song Mu said this, Song Mu also looked at the leaf carefully. It seemed to be commonplace, but when he held it in his hand, he felt an indescribable warmth.

But the woodcutter just nodded at the moment, and told him not to use his literary power, and then he took the lead in writing a poem on the leaf. The next moment, there was light on the leaf, and the light quickly enveloped the woodcutter , The next moment the pair conveniently disappeared in front of Song Mu out of thin air.

Song Mu was also shocked when he saw such a scene, but he couldn't realize what kind of supernatural power it was.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Mu followed suit and wrote the poem "Four Seasons". The poem was completed, and the light on it quickly enveloped Song Mu, and the next moment, the power dragged Song Mu into a place of nothingness .

Everything around here flashed by quickly, and I couldn't see anything clearly. Even Song Mu's thoughts and writing power were imprisoned in it, but before Song Mu could make any movements, Song Mu suddenly appeared in the next moment. On a wide square.

The sun is shining brightly on the square, surrounded by mountains and rocks, but there are many quaint buildings standing in it.

There were noisy sounds from all around, but they were all people walking in sackcloth. Seeing Song Mu appearing at this moment, they didn't look overly surprised, but at the moment there was a voice next to Song Mu.

"Song Zhuangyuan, Tao has been waiting for a long time again."

When Song Mu heard this, he immediately turned around and saw that Tao Changqing was appearing behind him, and the woodcutter also bowed to him, and then disappeared suddenly.

At this moment, Tao Changqing cupped his hands slightly towards Song Mu and spoke.

"Song Zhuangyuan, today's method of entering the sect is a little tossed, please forgive Song Zhuangyuan."

Song Mu also just recovered from his trance, looked at the other party at this moment, and asked with some uncontrollable surprise.

"Elder Tao, Mr. Song is very ignorant, but he doesn't know what method this is. Where is your sect located in Wuling?"

Saying this, Song Mu looked around, his expression seemed even more puzzled.

But Tao Changqing said with a calm smile.

"Actually, our sect is not in Wuling. Wuling is just one of the entrances. It can only be said that our sect is still in Wen Dynasty."

"Wen dynasty territory?"

Song Mu paused suddenly when he heard this, and looked at the other party again at this moment, with a very surprised look on his face.

"Could it be that the Tao School of Poetry is not on land?"

Tao Changqing silently nodded and said softly.

"Yes, this place is a place suspended in the air. It is the method used by my poetry sect to use foreign lands. It can make the sect separate from the ground and travel in all directions."

"However, how to provide this kind of power? The flying boat of Li Bai's School of Poetry is already ingenious. How much literary power does this sect need to support it soaring in the sky?"

Tao Changqing smiled silently here.

"The number one scholar will naturally know about this matter later, but today the number one scholar is here, the suzerain and all the elders are waiting, the number one scholar please."

Song Mu heard this and saw the other party's expression, so he gave up immediately.

Turning his head to look forward, the scenery of Tao Shizong gradually came into Song Mu's eyes.

The Tao's School of Poetry has a vast area, and when you look up, there are mountains and rivers in the distance to cover it. During the period, the flat land is wide, and the scenery is fresh and pleasant under the sunshine.

Song Mu recalled what the other party said about the Tao Shizong as a floating place, and felt that this place was where the Immortal Palace was.

Song Mu followed Tao Changqing all the way forward, and also saw that the situation in the Shizong was different.

The people here are all dressed in sackcloth, and everyone is in a hurry. Many of them have childhood or scholar cultivation, but Song Mu looked around, but found that everyone looked serious and indifferent.

And in this field, there are often several palaces standing, among which the common people are scholars and scholars, and there is also the sound of reading, most of which are the proverbs of famous scholars.

Seeing Song Mu looking around, Tao Changqing explained from the side.

"My Tao School of Poetry was built according to the Taohuayuan Ji. Everything follows the meaning of the ancestors. It is an idyllic place to raise hundreds of thousands of Taoist descendants. It should be a real peach blossom garden."

Song Mu was also touched when he heard this. This floating place in the sky, without the intrusion of monsters, is it not a paradise.

When Song Mu was emotional, he followed the other party and continued to walk forward. Soon the two passed through several farmlands. Song Mu saw the palaces lined up on the mountains ahead, and his expression gradually became serious at this moment.

Tao Changqing took Song Mu to tidy up his clothes, and at this moment he also took steps to continue forward. Soon the two came to the square in front of the group of temples. At this moment, there were a group of literati in robes standing still, and they all looked at him and walked slowly. Song Mu is here.

Song Mu saw two familiar figures at a glance, Tao Sheng and Tao Lingdong. Seeing Song Mu's arrival, Tao Lingdong was walking forward slightly stroking his beard.

"Song Zhuangyuan, long time no see."

Song Mu also hurriedly cupped his hands towards the other party, but the other party looked at Song Mu with a look of great satisfaction in his eyes.

"It really is a talent of the sky, Song Zhuangyuan, this level of strength is rare in the world."

Having said that, Tao Lingdong took Song Mu to introduce the literati of the Tao School of Poetry around him.

But Song Mu was shocked when he heard the other party's introduction.

There are actually three great Confucian scholars in the Tao School of Poetry, dozens of great scholars, nearly a hundred Hanlin scholars, and countless scholars and talents.

Moreover, all of these literati children are exceptionally gifted, with great supernatural powers, and they are much stronger than ordinary literati.

It's just that as soon as they met, Song Mu saw the profound background of a sect. First, the sect is not in the world, but also the profound background of the literati.

No wonder this Tao Shizong has always been known as an existence comparable to Li Du Shizong, and even its strength has crushed all the sects in this world to a certain extent.

Song Mu was already surprised by Tao Shizong.

Seeing the astonished look on Song Mu's face, Tao Lingdong laughed a few times and spoke to Song Mu immediately.

"Song Zhuangyuan came to visit for the first time. I think I am very curious about my place. The world says that the Tao School of Poetry is very mysterious. Today I will take Song Zhuangyuan to look around."

Song Mu just nodded silently at the moment, and looked around at the moment, with deep thoughts in his heart.

This place used to be the place where the master practiced, but now it seems that the life here is stable and the literati are rich, but I don't know why the master hated it so much at that time.

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(End of this chapter)