I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 717 Bloody Under the Prosperity

"All the people of the Tao School of Poetry have to study and practice literary skills since they were young, and then determine the resources that the sect favors through competitions. These competitions are held once a month, and it is still worth watching."

Song Mu followed Tao Lingdong to another square in the mountains. Hearing the other party's words at this moment, Song Mu kept nodding his head.

There is a cruel competition mechanism among the Poetry School. As a big sect, it is not surprising that the Dow Poetry School will do this, but what is surprising is that everyone here is literate, and the selection is not based on blood. According to the arrangement of strength, it is somewhat unique.

Song Mu looked around at the moment, compared to hundreds of people standing in the arena at the moment.

Those Shizong's children in sackcloth were of different ages, half male and female, and their strengths were also uneven.

It's just that these people stood among them, all of them looked stern at the moment, and they looked weird, which made Song Mu feel a little different.

"I don't know that this is a competition, but you can't let others watch?"

Song Mu asked such a question, but Tao Lingdong paused slightly after hearing this, and then spoke.

"No, this competition allows any member of the Tao clan to observe it at will, but it is a bit frequent. I think they are tired of it."

A little doubt flashed across Song Mu's face, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what Tao Lingdong said, and he was just looking at the scene at the moment.

Soon the competition in this competition began. A Jinshi stepped onto the ring to announce the rules and arrange the order of the competition, and everyone in the audience listened carefully.

But Song Mu heard a different sentence at this time.

"In this competition, there is no grievance between the two sides, life and death each have their destiny, and all the cultivation resources of the month belong to the winner."

As soon as the words were finished, there was no movement in the scene, but a pair of eyes were looking at the two people on the ring.

Song Mu paused for a moment, looking at Tao Lingdong beside him in surprise, and asked in surprise.

"Tao Sheng, is this...a life-and-death contest?"

Song Mu frowned fiercely. Such a monthly competition, and only the division of cultivation resources for that month, has turned into a battle where both sides may need to pay the price of their lives.

This really made Song Mu feel a little puzzled.

Tao Lingdong, on the other hand, acted calmly, and at the moment only spoke in a harmonious voice.

"Indeed, Zong Bidou allows casualties. After all, for them, one month's practice resources are very attractive."

"There are even leapfrog challenges in the relationship, which will make people's eyes shine."

Song Mu's face darkened when he heard this, and now he looked at the scene again, and then at Tao Lingdong, he still asked in disbelief.

"Does this month's resources really need such a struggle?"

Song Mu had also seen the way Li Du Shizong trained his disciples, and it was absolutely impossible for him to fight so much for the resources of January, or even kill him.

When Tao Lingdong faced Song Mu's question, he just smiled lightly at this moment, then shook his head and said.

"Perhaps my Tao School of Poetry is different. Besides, the world is changing. Only by practicing cruelty can one live happily in this world."

Tao Lingdong's words seemed very indifferent, which made Song Mu shudder for a moment, and at this moment the competition in the arena had already begun.

The two sides collided violently in the arena, the coercion of literary power rippled towards the surroundings, the poems and prose were instantly revealed, and the two talents made a move, and they already looked like they were not going to die.

Song Mu looked at the fight in surprise, until he saw one of them swung a sword and cut off the arm of the other, and the other stopped screaming and surrendering, Song Mu Mu suddenly stood up.

The blood on the ring spilled out in an arc, which was too dazzling in Song Mu's eyes.

Song Mu couldn't accept the scene of the same clan killing each other without any grievances.

Tao Lingdong also stood up at this moment, looked at Song Mu and said.

"It seems that Song Zhuangyuan still doesn't like this scene, why don't we leave."

Song Mu hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a heavy snort. At this moment, he nodded and turned around silently. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the wounded being dragged down in a panic, and the screams of the other party were still resounding in his ears.

Song Mu and Tao Lingdong walked very far from here, Song Mu still felt a little shaken in his heart, but at this moment he somewhat understood why his master hated this at the beginning.

The master's teacher and his beloved daughter all died in this kind of battle, but Tao Lingdong felt that it was normal. Under the calm words and the sky full of cultivation, what might be hidden was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The superficially calm Tao Shizong , There may also be turmoil in the dark.

Song Mu felt extremely depressed for a moment.At this moment, Tao Lingdong's voice reached Song Mu's ears again.

"Song Zhuangyuan, I think you have a different view on this matter, but this is the foundation of my poetry school."

That Tao Lingdong had returned to his old-fashioned appearance this time, but Song Mu was just silent when he heard this.

Song Mu only said that he would go to the Zangshu Pavilion to read Tao Yuanming's poems and essays.

Perhaps only those poems can make Song Mu's depression go away for a short time.

Tao Lingdong was also calm, and immediately took Song Mu into a library, and told the people in it to treat Song Mu kindly, and then drifted away.

When leaving, Tao Lingdong's voice also came slowly.

"The old man will wait outside for Song Zhuangyuan to return from his studies, and then I will discuss other matters with the champion."

Song Mu paused, and when he looked up, the other party had disappeared. Now standing in the library pavilion, he couldn't help frowning again.

After a long time, Song Mu heaved a sigh of relief, put all of this behind him for a while, and then read the article in the library.

Most of the articles are the articles and poems accumulated by Tao Shizong for many years, and many of them are the analysis and comprehension of the articles and poems of predecessors and even Tao Yuanming.

Song Mu also saw two articles written by Tao Fengming here. At that time, his articles were still a little immature, and there was a sense of youthful spirit when reading between the lines. Song Mu also smiled happily.

This is a waste of sleep and food, this full collection of books can be seen and studied, allowing Song Mu to immerse himself in it and satisfy his desire for poetry.

Time flies by.Song Mu didn't know how long he stayed here, but he found that the unread books around him were decreasing one by one, and when he closed the last book, Song Mu also sighed.

"The Tao School of Poetry has a profound literary style."

Song Mu closed the book in his hand contentedly, and was about to stretch his muscles and bones, when a voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"I didn't expect there to be such a mysterious place in this world."

The voice came from Jie Zezhu. Song Mu paused when he heard the words, but then he spoke in his heart.

"Your Excellency has awakened?"

After absorbing the flame power of that day star last time, Jie Zezhu fell into a deep sleep. After waiting for a long time, she couldn't wake up, but she didn't expect to know today, and suddenly appeared.

Jie Zezhu responded, but at the moment he talked to Song Mu with great interest.

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to come to such a place. Although I just woke up, I made a different discovery here."

"There is a very powerful sky star in this place, and it seems that it may not lose to the one in the north."

"It's just that I don't know what kind of strange method these people have used. They can continuously draw out the power in it and use it in such a huge place. It's interesting and interesting."

When Song Mu heard this, he paused suddenly.

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(End of this chapter)