Song Mu walked all the way to the west based on what the invitation said. He was dazzled by the vast city along the way. He asked several passers-by and turned several roads before finally finding the right direction.
However, the houses where you look now are quite old and dilapidated, and most of the pedestrians on the street have yellow and thin faces. Many people's clothes are still patched, and most of their expressions are lifeless.
Because Xicheng was far away from the river, it was difficult to prosper, so it gradually became a gathering place for poor people.
Song Mu frowned when he saw this situation. Could this respected old man actually live here?
With some doubts, Song Mu reconfirmed the location with a few passers-by, got a general direction, and walked into an alley.
There was no one in this cramped alley, and the surrounding houses were dilapidated and looked uninhabited. Song Mu stopped immediately when he saw this situation.
At this time, Song Mu suddenly noticed a gray-haired old man wearing short clothes at the door of a nearby courtyard, sitting in front of the threshold of the dilapidated courtyard and smoking a pipe.
After a burst of smoke and dust, Song Mu pursed his lips and stepped forward to offer his hands to the other party.
"Old man, may I ask if there is an old man named Mr. Huaju here?"
"Ah, you said he is in the yard in front, just open the door and go in."
The other party raised his head, and there was no expression on his wrinkled face. He just pointed to the side.
Song Mu smiled and nodded, cupping his hands, and then walked over there.
When he came to the door, he saw an extremely dilapidated courtyard, and seeing that the courtyard was full of dusty debris, and there was no trace of human life at all, Song Mu stopped immediately.
But the next moment, a huge force suddenly came from behind. Song Mu didn't even notice it and was immediately pushed in.
Song Mu staggered to steady himself in the courtyard. The next moment, the broken wooden door suddenly closed. At the same time, several big men suddenly jumped out of the surrounding walls.
All of them had broad bodies and fierce faces, but they all looked at Song Mu with ill intentions.
"who are you?"
Song Mu looked stern and said in a deep voice. At this moment, his eyes swept over these people. Each of these people were extremely fierce and strong, and they had evil looks. They did not look like kind people.
At this time, an old voice suddenly came from the side.
"You don't need to know who we are. We just ask you to come with us and stay for a few days. After we go to the countryside and try it out, we will let you go back safely."
Song Mu turned around and found that the person speaking was actually the old man smoking a dry pipe just now.
At that moment, Song Mu also frowned fiercely, looked at these people warily, and said in a deep voice.
"Since you know who I am, you should also know my strength."
The old man actually smiled when he heard that, the wrinkles on his face almost squeezed together, and he just said.
"Young Master is overconfident when you say that. You are just a scholar. Speaking of which, all of these people are at the level of scholar."
As the other party said this, the men around him immediately released a few breaths. When the breaths came out, Song Mu's face suddenly changed.
These people are all in the realm of scholars.
And it seems that the strength is not weak.
Song Mu forced himself to calm down, but his steps were very fast. At this moment, he retreated into the courtyard and kicked towards the wall next to him.
The next moment, Song Mu was almost about to go out, but suddenly he found a strange barrier appearing in front of him, and he immediately bounced back.
Song Mu looked shocked, but the old man didn't talk nonsense. He winked at the people around him, and several people rushed up.
"Young master, it's better not to struggle. The old man still keeps his word."
The other party said this, and those men were already chasing Song Mu everywhere, but the next moment, they suddenly saw several pieces of writing paper in Song Mu's hand.
The paper shattered, and circles of fire immediately rose up around them. The fierce rising flames immediately blocked these guys.
And these people didn't hesitate much. They looked at each other and then used the writing paper one after another.
The paper shattered, and various attacks soon enveloped Song Mu, who shouted in a deep voice.
"You are quite bold! If you use literary power in this city, it will be known to others in an instant!"
The old man laughed twice when he heard this, and said very proudly at the moment.
"Don't worry, I have already thought of it. Now you are in the west of the city. This place is desolate and secluded. Ordinary people are not willing to come here."
"Besides, do you think I'm just a useless old man?"
Saying this, Song Mu suddenly felt that the world around him had changed a bit, and his pupils shrank at that moment, thinking that he had been inexplicably blocked back just now.
"You...you also know how to be in another world?"
Song Mu fended off the attacks of several people and asked with a bit of surprise.
The old man laughed twice but didn't answer.
"Hurry up and get him out of the city today!"
The old man turned to speak loudly to several of his men, and those men's attacks suddenly became more violent. The brilliant attacks completely enveloped Song Mu almost in an instant.
Song Mu was not afraid in the face of danger, and he kept moving his hands at this moment, and he had the long sword in his hand.
"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tested!"
A piece of poetry paper burned quickly, and the men who were attacking saw a sharp long sword suddenly appear in Song Muna's hand. At that moment, their eyes had strange colors, and the movements of their hands became a little heavier.
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"roll!"
Song Mu shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a fierce light, and sword rays emerged one after another, and suddenly shot out in all directions.
This is a piece of Jinshi paper given to him by Lord Tixue. It contains a sword energy, which is as powerful as a single blow.
Several men also exclaimed in surprise when they saw this situation, and then quickly backed away one by one.
But Song Mu once again pulled out multiple sword flowers in his hand, and the literary power around him was now being washed out layer by layer, and the sword light swept in all directions.
Although there is still a faint feeling of tearing deep in the meridians, Song Mu is in a critical situation at this moment and has to take a risk to fully open his realm.
"How is it possible, you...you are actually a top-level scholar!"
Someone exclaimed, only to find that the sword light swept by Song Mu was very sharp. He was overwhelmed and was swept away.
When other people saw this situation, the expressions on their faces were also surprised.
The old man also took two steps forward at this moment, suddenly stretched out his hand to receive a ray of sword light, and his eyes sunk in deep wrinkles widened a bit.
"Junior is so talented? He is only eighteen years old and has such abilities?"
The old man said this, and then he twisted a piece of paper in his hand. The paper burned and melted into the ground, and then a light flashed violently.
The arched land immediately came towards Song Mu, and before Song Mu could handle it, it had already reached Song Mu's feet.
Song Mu, who sensed something was wrong the next moment, found that he couldn't run out.
A wall of earth appeared in an uproar, and the next moment it completely enveloped Song Mu.
Immediately, several more earthen walls rose up, and then continued to cover Song Mu.
Just for a moment, the courtyard became quiet.
"This guy is really awesome!"
One of the men looked at the clothes cut by the sword light and said, but the old man took a few steps forward, with a calm look on his face, and shot another stroke of force in his hand towards the ground.
"It seems that what they told us was wrong. This guy actually has such strength. There is no way that only a showman can handle it."
"Fortunately, I came with you, otherwise there would have been a big problem today."
As the old man said this, the earth wall was still surging. A moment later, Song Mu's figure slowly emerged from the earth wall again, but his torso and limbs had been tightly bound, leaving only
The head is exposed.
Song Mu was looking at the other party with wide, sharp eyes.
At this moment, the old man in front of him was exuding the aura of Juren.
Although the aura was a bit messy, it was still amazing.
Song Mu was shocked in his heart. Hearing what the other party said, he immediately asked.