I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 716 A Tour

This time, Song Mu followed Tao Lingdong to walk around in the Tao School of Poetry.

Tao Lingdong seemed to be very happy with Song Mu's arrival, so he dismissed everyone and took Song Mu on a tour of the Shizong alone.

Only then did Song Mu realize that the place he had come to before was the Teleportation Square, which was connected to several places in the human world by relying on the secret method of the Dow School of Poetry.

And this suspended land is a tall valley that is lifted up as a whole, with thousands of acres of fertile land, neat mountains, forests and lakes, which support all the living people of this poetry sect.

This kind of handwriting is comparable to that of Li and Du Shizong, even extremely mysterious. Even here, the boundary between Shizong and ordinary clan people is blurred. Except for the main hall, there are people living everywhere .

All eyes are the people of the clan, and all the people who look up are the children of Shizong.

The Tao family's poetry originated from Tao Yuanming's descendants, but they all developed on the basis of Tao Yuanming's poems and prose. As a great poet in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and a representative of the Pastoral Poetry School, Tao Yuanming left behind many poems and prose. Shizong carried it forward again, creating the wonders of today.

When Song Mu heard such an origin story, he couldn't help admiring a few times at this moment.

At this moment, Song Mu was standing between the rice paddies, looking at the old farmer plowing in the flat and neat farmland. Song Mu went forward to talk to him, but the man hardly spoke a word to Song Mu except for cupping his hands.

This kind of action gave Song Mu a pause, and the interest that had just arisen was suddenly interrupted.

And Tao Lingdong just smiled and said to Song Mu.

"The people in Shizong are less cheerful than Qin people, but more honest."

Hearing this, Song Mu didn't have any other expressions on his face at the moment, he just smiled slightly at this moment, and continued to watch with Tao Lingdong.

As Song Mu continued to read, Song Mu also had a lot of understanding of the Tao School of Poetry. The use of literary power here has reached its peak. In the past, it was said that the nobles make good use of literary power to do things, and here it is also true. A lot of reveals.

The large array of carvings on the mountain makes the wind and clouds here calm, and the roads are written with articles, which are strong and self-cleaning.

Song Mu was also amazed when he saw these things, and this time he climbed to a high tower on the mountain of Shizong and looked around.

"The Tao School of Poetry is indeed a paradise of peach blossoms. This is a place where literary power is used at its peak, and there are countless descendants. In the future, the Tao School of Poetry will become even stronger."

At this moment, Song Mu took a look at the whole picture of the city in the sky, saw that the clouds in the sky were almost within reach, and watched the changing wind and clouds in the distance, as far as the eye could see was the long blue sky.

This mysterious scene makes people have an extraordinary feeling like a world away.

Tao Lingdong next to him also looked around, but at the moment he just stroked his beard and smiled, acquiescing to what Song Mu said.

"Song Zhuangyuan said so, I think my sect can also enter the eyes of the champion."

Song Mu looked around at the moment, but at this moment, he saw that there was a big construction project between the mountain peaks, and a new palace and several palaces were closely attached, so he was also a little curious at the moment.

"I don't know where that is?"

"That's where my Zongmen's library is located, Song Zhuangyuan, let's go together."

Song Mu nodded, and Tao Lingdong and Tao Lingdong turned into two rainbow lights, and appeared in front of the Zangshuge palace in an instant.

Seeing the arrival of Song and Mu, the Tao clan members who were working here bowed their hands slightly at this moment, and then continued to do their work after Tao Lingdong asked about the progress.

Song Mu was standing on the square, looking around at the seven palaces, with a reverent expression on his face.

"Every ten years, the sect will collect the books from all over the world. After sorting them out, they will be stored on the first floor of the Book Collection Pavilion. After 50 years, a new pavilion will be built to store all the books of the past 50 years."

Song Mu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. Compared with other poetry sects, the method of storing books of the Tao School of Poetry is different. Counting the number of years to collect books, it feels like a collection of poetry and books from all over the world.

At that moment, Tao Lingdong took Song Mu to one of the book collection pavilions, where the Tao clan members were sorting out many books, and the Shizong disciples borrowed them and flipped through them lightly.

Song Mu has a thick row, and the ring-shaped library has five floors, all of which are densely packed with books. When you walk into it, there will be a smell of books, which makes Song Mu's heart also excited.

It is still Song Mu's unattainable dream to have such a collection of books in a library.

"Song Zhuangyuan is also a person who can't put it down. If the champion is willing, all the book collection pavilions of my Shizong will be open for you."

When Tao Lingdong said this, Song Mu immediately turned his head, and there was some unconcealable joy on his face at this moment.

"Then Song will be disrespectful."

Tao Lingdong nodded with a smile, but at this moment he seemed to think of something again, and immediately said to Song Mu again.

"At that time, maybe there will be another great literati's words on the pottery stele of my sect."

Song Mu was puzzled when he heard this, but at this moment Tao Lingdong was leading Song Mu out, and Song Mu noticed that the huge square monument on the square before was not a shadow wall, but a stele.

On the white marble obelisk, three big characters are written on the top.

"Appreciate the pottery stele."

After Song Mu read the name, his eyes slowly fell, and lines of words appeared below, all of which were words praising Tao Yuanming's poems.

But the inscriptions were actually made by some very famous literati from the Wen dynasty.

Song Mu also saw a familiar name on it, Song Wenrong.

Seeing that the name was also left on it, Song Mu's expression changed slightly at this moment, looking at Tao Lingdong who was aside, Tao Lingdong said calmly.

"This is the rule established by my Shizong after the establishment of the Library Pavilion. Every time a great literati in the world reads the ancestor's book here, they can write their thoughts on it, and it can be regarded as an example for future generations."

"However, there are only a few words that can be left in the past hundred years."

"Here, how can I compare with these people?"

Song Mu said with some fear on his face, it is not a great literati who can write on this obelisk.It is the great Confucian who is so powerful in the world, Song Mu has not yet felt that he can reach that level.

But Tao Lingdong looked at Song Mu with a determined expression and said.

"Song Zhuangyuan doesn't need to be so self-effacing. If you say that you are a person with both civil and military skills in the world, Song Zhuangyuan will do your part. Now your civil and military skills are the best in the world, and you are already a famous figure in history."

"You have this qualification."

"Furthermore, the Shiyang Song family is the only one where two people can write here."

Song Mu also paused slightly when he heard this, but now he lowered his eyes, and then he just let out a light breath and cupped his hands.

"Then wait for Mr. Song to read some of Mr. Wuliu's famous works, and make some insights, and then dare to write."

Tao Lingdong immediately smiled and nodded.

Saying this, the other party led Song Mu to continue to the library, but at this time there was a movement in the distance outside, and the sound of gongs and drums was heard clearly and attracted people's attention.

Song Mu followed the prestige and saw a group of people from the Tao family, but these people were dressed in different clothes, some of them wore colorful clothes and marched forward with drums and gongs, while another group of them wore sackcloth, bowed their heads and walked in silence.

These people have varying strengths, ranging from scholars to Jinshi, but they all look solemn.

Seeing this, Song Mu was also puzzled, so Tao Lingdong explained to Song Mu beside him.

"The old man almost forgot, today is the day of our sect's competition, would Song Zhuangyuan be willing to take a look?"

"Poems compete."

When Song Mu heard this, he murmured something, then nodded slightly, and followed the other party this time.

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