I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 877 Heavenly Star Formation

Song Mu was also stunned when he heard Tao Changqing's words.

It is not that Song Mu has never seen the use of heavenly stars to construct formations. In the northwest demon kingdom, the demon clan used the fragments of heavenly stars to forcibly absorb power to improve their cultivation. This was an astonishing change.

But what the other party said was to use the power of many sky star fragments to activate the power of the formation.

The difference between this is that it requires the use of a lot of sky star fragments, and the main purpose is to stimulate articles, unlike the demon clan who directly use the destroyed sky star fragments to achieve their goals.

"Then, is this formation driven by words or by fragments of stars?"

Song Mu frowned slightly. Although he could feel some differences at this moment, Song Mu was quite unclear about where the mystery lay.

Tao Changqing just smiled slightly and said lightly.

"No, this formation ultimately relies on human stimulation."

"Human? What should I do?"

"After the formation is activated, pure literary power is poured into each person's body, and the effectiveness of the power exerted by the literary person is doubled."

"But at the most critical moment in Chaozhou City last time, I used the original works of my ancestors. As soon as the article came out, the people in the imperial examination briefly jumped up the ranks, almost having the power of a Jinshi."

Song Mu was stunned when he heard this, and his heart suddenly surged at this moment.

This so-called formation can be described as extraordinary. The gathering of formations can actually lead to a short-term surge in the strength of a scholar.

Song Mu suddenly realized why Tao Changqing appeared here, and why the court and the Tao Poetry Sect were jointly involved in this matter.

For the Wen Dynasty, which is currently weak in strength, with such a large formation in hand, if the army suddenly unfolds, it will be almost overwhelming to the enemy.

"I have been in seclusion for many years, and the world has already undergone such changes."

Song Mu sighed deeply for a moment, and Tao Changqing just smiled silently.

"This can be regarded as an accident. Over the years, the sect has collected many fragments of the sky star, and only then did we realize that when the fragments of the sky star are gathered together, their power seems to be different."

"It's just that the disadvantages of this formation are also very obvious. Ordinary poems can only boost the spirit of literati, but ancestral poems, although blessed by the foundation, have been developed for too long and can only increase the literary power of literati."

"So your intention today is to ask me to write a different poem?" Song Mu said in a deep voice, and Tao Changqing gave a rare grin.

"Yes, the articles and poems used in this formation are naturally better written by people with higher realms. Of course, if these poems were written by a saint on the spot, I dare not imagine how powerful they would be."

"But in today's poetry, when it comes to majestic people, saints are the ones who have the right to do it."

Song Mu waved his hand, Tao Changqing's words couldn't be more straightforward.

"Song, I think you are complimenting me."

As he said that, Song Mu also frowned slightly.

"But there is one thing I still don't understand. Since this formation is like this, this place should be a military city. Why are there so many people in the city?"

Tao Changqing said: "Although ordinary people have no great power, if there is only this city left in a radius of a hundred miles, if we don't take it, then Chaozhou Prefecture will be a hell on earth."

Song Mu nodded, but now he was looking at the star in the opponent's hand. At this moment, there was silence, but Tao Changqing asked Song Mu to sit down and poured tea while saying.

"When the saint entered the city today, he must have seen the situation in the city. This place is already in ruins. Even if Tao can hold on, he will not have much time."

"Contacts have been made in southern Xinjiang. The imperial court's struggle here for many years has completely failed. If we retreat further, we will reach Jiangnan. If we retreat further, we will reach the Central Plains. If we retreat further..."

"Then the country will no longer be a country..."

As Tao Changqing said this, he seemed to have returned to his previous indifferent state. At this moment, he just looked at Song Mu and continued in a deep voice.

"There is no shortage of bloody soldiers here, but there is a lack of real strength. How to gather everyone's strength is the key to resisting these demons."

"This is the only way to bring peace to the world."

Song Mu held the teacup and sipped gently. What Tao Changqing said was what Song Mu felt in his heart, or in other words, all scholars in the world felt the same way.

During the hundreds of years of the Wen Dynasty, everything was constantly changing, but the only thing that remained unchanged was that the human race continued to linger in this troubled world.

Continuously struggling... Song Mu let out a deep breath.

"Song naturally understands, and there is absolutely no way he can evade it this time."

At that moment, Tao Changqing looked excited and quickly lowered his head and handed Song Mu.

"Please also ask the saint to give you a calligraphy treasure."

Song Mu was silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"This is unusual, but the poems and essays written are not random."

"This poem should be written for this city."

Song Mu turned to look at the sand table on the side, recalling what he had seen along the way, but shook his head helplessly.

Perhaps it was because he had not finished writing for some years. Although many poems flashed through Song Mu's mind, at this moment, after seeing the situation here, Song Mu was thinking more about the need to do something special in this special place. 's poetry.

"So you can't be reckless. Maybe you need to give me some time."

Tao Changqing didn't show any disappointment when he heard this, he just nodded.

After all, a great scholar was willing to write a letter, and Tao Changqing felt that he was not in a hurry for this moment.

At that moment, Tao Changqing continued to invite Song Mu to have tea, talk about the current situation in southern Xinjiang, and also talked to Song Mu about the current situation of the Shizong.

"To say that when the sects were in power, thirty-six sects competed for glory, it was a rare and prosperous time."

"But after all, the poems passed down by many poetry sects are not good at fighting. In such troubled times, unless the direct descendants continue to praise them, they will gradually disappear among the elegant conversations among literati, and even on the Goulan cruise ship."

Tao Changqing said this and looked at Song Mu with some admiration.

"But over the years, things have changed."

"Oh?"

Although Song Mu stayed in the sect for a few days, during which he also got to know the current situation in the world, Song Mu was very interested in everything in the various poetry sects.

"Nowadays, many poetry schools in the Wen Dynasty have become active again, and these all rely on the poetry schools created by the saints."

"Nowadays, there is a flood of poetry writing all over the world, and many outstanding poetry works quote classics and classics, which naturally adds a bit of prestige to the past poetry sects. At the same time, the method of music and rhythm has emerged, and many poetry sect disciples have seen another wonderful use of poetry."

"Is this the case? But I don't know how effective it is?"

Song Mu took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.

"It is indeed extraordinary. Many poetry sects have now rediscovered their practice methods due to the help of music, and they also take into account the creation of lyrics. The realm of many poetry sects' disciples has improved."

"Everyone in the world says, if he were not a saint, how could he be like this!"

Song Mu just smiled slightly, but Tao Changqing spoke.

"Don't believe in saints. Just like the Han family, the most famous family in Chaozhou City, after hundreds of years of dynasty, they have been reduced to mediocrity, but who made Han Wengong such a talented person."

"The poems he wrote are also in tune with music, and they are even more useful now,"

"A few years ago, the Han family finally produced another Jinshi after four generations of decline, and now, there is also a Hanlin!"

Song Mu suddenly raised his head when he heard this. Just now he had regarded Tao Changqing's words as a courtesy, but now he was just surprised when he heard these words.

Tao Changqing also looked at Song Mu, stood up and said.

"Speaking of which, today is the Han family's banquet. Although it is inappropriate for the enemy to be like this now, it is better for the saint to go."

"Maybe at that banquet, there were some talented people who wrote some good poems, which would also be good for Chaozhou City!"

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