I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 831 Song Mu's Plan

What Song Mu said was a number that was enough to make Tan Weiyi dumbfounded.

Tan Weiyi was mentally prepared for this up-and-coming Song family's Ci, but when he heard the string of numbers, Tan Weiyi also stood on the spot in a daze.

In such a short period of time, the Song Clan's CI sect has gathered such a large sect's heritage.

With so many powerful literati disciples, the strength of the Song Clan's Poetry Sect is probably not as good as Li Du's Poetry Sect.

For a moment, Tan Weiyi's mood was hard to calm down, and he even took a deep breath. After suppressing the shock, he looked at Song Mu again and said.

"Brother Song, all these disciples of the sect you mentioned can be called by me?"

Hearing this, Song Mu was very calm. At this moment, he stretched out his hand to signal Tan Weiyi to sit down again, looked up and said to the other party.

"That's right, all of my disciples of the Song Clan's Ci School can be used by Brother Tan to contribute their own strength to our Wen Dynasty's frontier army."

Tan Weiyi was silent for a moment, while Song Mu continued.

"However, what is the situation of these disciples, Song will say something more."

"Among the disciples of this sect, those who are above the level of scholar, nine out of ten have the power of mind."

"And in the realm of childhood, all have the power of thought."

The words were astonishing, and Tan Wei was startled when he heard these words. At this moment, he suddenly got up again, and said with a face full of shock.

"What? Tongsheng? Tongsheng also has mind power?"

"how can that be?"

Tan Weiyi almost yelled out the doubts in his heart, which was too shocking. Tan Weiyi couldn't understand why his thoughts were strong.

This kind of power gives literati more reliance in the realm of strength, and more means and chances of winning in battles.

Most of the literati who come and go with the power of mind are selected from among the thousand scholars, and the power of mind is used in poetry, and the vision brought about is stronger than that of ordinary literati.

But this kind of power of thought, which can't be met but can't be found, is found in everyone in this Song family's Ci school, and those people are just children with no literary power!
Tan Weiyi suddenly felt that the Song Clan's Poetry School was covered with a veil of mystery. If it was true, in a few years, Li Du's Poetry School would probably be inferior to it...

But immediately, Tan Weiyi became uncontrollably excited again. If such sect power could be controlled by him, it would definitely bring about very different changes to the battlefield.

Song Mu was calm at the moment, took a sip of tea, and asked Tan Weiyi to sit down, and continued with a smile.

"So, I don't know if brother Tan thinks, can I make good use of the power of my sect?"

Tan Wei swallowed his saliva, looked at Song Mu, and then glanced at Yan Fu next to him. Seeing that they both smiled lightly, they seemed quite proud of this matter.

A moment later, Tan Weiyi showed a solemn expression on his face, and bowed his hands respectfully towards Song Mugong.

"Brother Song, with such great power, I, Tan, will represent my frontier soldiers and civilians of the Wen Dynasty. Thank you in advance!"

Song Mu also bowed his hands, and then talked about the future arrangements of these disciples. Tan Weiyi was satisfied with this trip, and when he got up to leave, he felt a little smug.

Even the worry between the eyebrows has been reduced a lot at this moment.

After bidding farewell to Song Mu, Tan Weiyi followed Yan Fu and walked outside again. On the way, Tan Weiyi couldn't help himself, and asked Yan Fu a question.

"Yan Daru, I don't know what kind of monster Song Zongzhu was injured by?"

Yan Fu lowered his eyes slightly at this moment, looked at Tan Weiyi, and said lightly.

"Sovereign Song, was injured by the Dragon God."

Tan Weiyi's eyes suddenly widened. At this moment, he also understood the danger. He also nodded heavily when he remembered that Yan Fu made him swear before.

Song Mu's incognito, and even his refusal to show his figure in front of the world, is obviously closely related to the threat of the Dragon God.

The news of Song Mu's undead, perhaps itself, will be a trigger, so he has to take it seriously.

Tan Weiyi boarded the flying boat again, keeping this secret deep in his heart, and left with a generous gaze.

At the same time, in Song Mu's courtyard, Song Mu was sitting and drinking tea, and beside him, Li Dong, who was already middle-aged, was drinking tea and talking to Song Mu with a book.

"Master, now Xuanyuan Academy has been expanded again. There are branches in Jinling, Lin'an and Chang'an. This year, more than [-] students will be recruited, and more than half of them are scholars."

"There are more than a thousand students in this college who took the exam this year. One of them won the prize, and there are more than [-] scholars. Half of them are admitted to the academy to continue their studies, and the rest are enrolled in sects and government schools."

"The women's college has recruited more than [-] students this year, most of whom are the daughters of wealthy businessmen. There are still criticisms from the people, and Elder Du himself has not been able to appease them."

Li Dong took the recent statistics and reported them to Song Mu one by one. Song Mu listened carefully and nodded from time to time.

It's just that Song Mu, who was drinking tea at the moment, was looking at something on the stone table.

It was a crossbow, which was similar to the standard crossbow, but on the body of the crossbow, there were various fine patterns engraved on it.

The streamers of these patterns flicker, and they also flash different colors under the sunlight.

The next moment Song Mu took it into his hand, a force suddenly gushed out from his hand.

In the next moment, the power of thought directly wrapped the whole body of the crossbow, and the pattern on it also began to shine under the surge of power of thought.

While the pattern was shining, the original arrow slots were condensed with light, and the next moment they gathered into a bright arrow, and then shot out suddenly.

The light arrow rushed into the ground next to it, directly lifted the floor tiles, and made a big hole in the soil, the power was amazing.

And Li Dong looked at these scenes with a thoughtful expression at the moment.

This is the weapon that uses the power of thought that Xuanyuan Academy spent more than ten years researching hard on ingeniously.

This kind of weapon is now regarded as the standard equipment for disciples in the Song Ci School, especially for Tongsheng disciples, it is a strong reliance.

Even after installing a special energy storage device, ordinary people can use this bow and arrow to release three powerful arrows.

And the power of each blow is comparable to that of a scholar.

Song Mu nodded slightly when he saw the situation, put down his crossbow, looked up at Li Dong, and said.

"Your Highness said that he doesn't want me to give this thing out, what concerns do you have?"

"Master, this thing is no small matter. It is powerful and powerful. It can be regarded as a sharp weapon of my sect. If Master really wants to take it out, it is understandable, but I don't think it needs to be the latest version..."

"Besides, this thing needs to be driven by the power of thoughts. There are so few people in the world who have the power of thoughts. Those who have the power of thoughts are all talented people. It seems a bit weak."

Song Mu nodded slightly when he heard this.

"I understand what Your Highness means. After all, this thing needs to be used by people with mind power, but there are not so many people in this world."

"Oh, but the world can't wait that long."

Song Mu sighed suddenly, his eyes fell on the crossbow again, and he murmured something to Li Dong.

"When I went to the country for the test, my master said with emotion, if everyone in the world has the power to protect themselves, our human race will be as strong as before the stars fell."

"Now this thing is right in front of you."

Li Dong paused, and lowered his eyes slightly at this moment, but immediately, he suddenly realized other meanings in Song Mu's words.

"The master means..."

"But that is the method of mind power of the master's ancestors."

Li Dong suddenly said eagerly, but when he met Song Mu's gaze, he stopped again.

"Your Highness, in fact, you should also hope that this method will benefit the common people."

Li Dong paused again, and was even more silent this time, while Song Mu continued.

"The treasures left by our ancestors for my Song family are so generous, I don't think it's inappropriate."

"I've said before that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. In the world today and the world in the future, if the people just follow the tide and don't have sharp teeth and claws, our Wen Dynasty will only go up and down for thousands of years."

"As for the ancestor's method, there are tens of thousands of poems in this world, how can there be no room for the spread of one exercise."

As Song Mu said so, his eyes were raised at this moment, looking up at the world.

"The world is not dead, so give it a try and hide it. Don't you regret it when the monster destroys my Wen Dynasty?"

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(End of this chapter)