Chapter 46 Luanye County, Shiyang City Learns Nostalgia!
Chapter 46 Shiyang City Luanye County learns to reminisce about the past!
"Go to hell!"
Shi Bufeng's figure appeared next to Song Mu, and at that moment, he released a huge amount of demonic energy, rolling towards Song Mu.
The children who were watching all this were almost shouting out in fear, but they still gritted their teeth and held on to their robes desperately.
And Song Mu wrote another poem.
"I think back then, when we were strong and powerful, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger."
The atmosphere is beginning to take shape!
Just when the loud sound resounded in the sky again, the literary power in the sky slowly condensed, turning into countless armored war horses in front of Song Mu. Among the shadows, there was also a huge tiger head.
He slowly revealed his fangs and let out a shocking roar.
The roar shook the sky, the sound penetrated deeply into people's hearts, and the rolling demonic energy suddenly dissipated.
And somewhere in the city, Butcher Wang was holding a sharp butcher knife and desperately killing a jackal.
Butcher Wang's butcher shop was far away from the east city wall, but after the wall collapsed, countless beasts rushed into the city. Even though Butcher Wang had protected his wife and children and hid in the back room, he was still found by these hungry monsters.
superior.
"Come on, Grandpa Wang, do you have Grandpa Zhong Kui to protect you, let's see if I don't kill you!" After killing the jackal, Butcher Wang stood in the courtyard and roared, while several more gray wolves came from the eaves on both sides.
There was a loud sound in the sky, and pieces of light feathers fell down. The monsters whimpered and fled away. Butcher Wang breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly a woman's scream came from inside the house.
"My wife! My son!"
Butcher Wang quickly turned around and rushed into the house quickly, only to see a gray wolf rushing in at some point. It was not repelled by the light feather. At this moment, its red eyes actually looked at his wife and children.
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"Beast, you're going to die!" Butcher Wang rushed in fiercely, waving his butcher's knife down, but the gray wolf was much bigger than the previous jackal, and there was a bit of intelligence shining in his eyes.
With a flick of his tail, Butcher Wang fell to the ground and vomited blood as if he had been hit hard.
Butcher Wang's wife even screamed and tried to run away with her son in her arms, but the gray wolf roared and pounced on her.
Butcher Wang let out an extremely unwilling roar and almost watched his wife and children die tragically.
But at this moment, a loud sound came from the sky again, and when the sound fell, the son in his wife's arms let out a cry. At the same time, a stream of literary energy fell from the sky, turned into a white tiger, and jumped in from the window.
, biting the gray wolf's waist at the last moment.
The white tiger condensed with light killed the gray wolf three or two times, and then disappeared again, but Butcher Wang's wife and children were safe and sound.
Butcher Wang quickly crawled over and hugged his wife and son tightly. Seeing his son sleeping soundly, tears fell from his red eyes.
"Like a tiger, like a tiger! This is the blessing of heaven, the source of blessing given to us by Mr. Song!"
Just when Song Mu was shaking off Shi Bufeng's tacit understanding, Li Mo'er also made his own move at this moment.
The movements of her hands became faster, and lines of poems escaped at this moment. They all landed beside Song Mu, and then formed a light and shadow barrier, tightly wrapping Song Mu and others.
Shi Bufeng's demonic energy was swept away, and his face was shocked at the moment. However, he also realized how terrifying Song Mu's threat was, and his eyes became even more fierce.
"If you don't kill this kid, there will be endless trouble!"
With that said, Shi Bufeng suddenly grabbed at the city, and countless blood lines suddenly appeared from his claws.
These blood lines went to all parts of the city, falling on the bodies of the dead and the people of the Demon Cult, and then there was a gurgling blood flowing towards Shi Bufeng!
Li Moer's expression was frightened and angry, and he made another move with his hand, and sword light spurted out.
But Shi Bufeng actually caught it all with his body.
"No matter what, I won't let you write a poem of extraordinary talent in front of me!"
Shi Bufeng shouted, and Jin Changwu and others rushed over at this moment. Jin Changwu jumped into the air when he saw Shi Bufeng's scene. A small tourmaline appeared in his hand, and then he wrapped it with Wenli and moved it.
He shouted anxiously to Master Zhou who also came over.
"Master Zhou, take action quickly! This guy can actually sacrifice to the blood demon!"
"Blood Demon Sacrifice?! You said he wanted to put a death curse on Song Mu!"
"That's right, take action quickly, we absolutely can't let him do this!"
Jin Changwu said loudly, the brush in his hand was also surging wildly, war poems came out one after another out of thin air, and the tourmaline in front of him also emitted ripples of light. The next moment, there was a general more than ten feet tall.
A shadow condensed behind him, and then headed towards Shi Bufeng.
This is Jinshi's trump card. With the help of cultural tourmaline, the phantom of the void in poetry can be condensed to help fight!
Li Mo'er also noticed Shi Bufeng's movements. At this moment, his face was even more anxious, and the movements in his hands were even faster.
At this moment, a pure white brush appeared in Li Moer's hand, and the small gourd appeared in the other hand, and then he took a sip.
A little blush crept onto Li Mo'er's face, and at this moment, she had a little more charm out of thin air.
I saw Li Mo'er writing again, and a new poem appeared in the void.
"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles away..."
"...Xuan's father can still be afraid of future generations, but his husband must not be young."
It turned out to be Li Bai's "Shang Li Yong"!
This poem by Li Bai was composed in an instant, and the surrounding sky suddenly changed. Countless literary talents gathered towards Li Mo'er, and there was actually a huge shadow condensing in front of Li Mo'er. A huge roc bird was showing its claws towards Li Mo'er.
Shi Bufeng captured him.
Li Moer turned out to be an outstanding literary and military master!
Shi Ci took action, and the world changed drastically. Almost before everyone could scream in surprise, the two huge phantom attacks had already appeared on Shi Bufeng's body.
Shi Bufeng was roaring in the light and shadow, and the blood on his body rolled and condensed, as if it had substance, and it seemed that there was a lot of coldness.
These things were quickly entangled with the black energy next to them, and then poured into the severed finger Shi Bufeng bit off. The severed finger slowly turned into a scarlet blood needle.
And Shi Bufeng's wild laughter became even more intense at this moment.
"Die, die. Since great things are hard to achieve, you can be buried with us today. Before you die, you can ruin another cultural context. It's worth it, it's worth it! Hahahahaha!"
Shi Bufeng let out a maniacal and violent laugh. There was no trace of human beings on his body anymore, and he was already a complete monster.
He was completely demonized in exchange for this attack.
At this moment, its scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent.
And that killing intent, with that strange blood needle, headed straight towards Song Mu who was still writing poetry on the roof of the county school.
When Li Mo'er, Jin Changwu and others saw this, they rushed over quickly and tried their best one by one.
The violent attack swept through Shi Bufeng's body and tore him into pieces in just a moment, with only one head falling slowly.
But Shi Bufeng still had a ferocious smile on his face, because he saw the blood needle, which was now in front of Song Mu.
This guy will die with him.
Shi Bufeng thought it was worth it.
Li Moer and others also saw this situation and exclaimed in surprise.
"Song Mu, get away quickly!"
After Jin Changwu finished speaking, Song Mu had already picked up the brush in his hand, and now the whole poem was completed!
An's history is hasty and chaotic, and the demons are in disorder. It is a pity that the world is miserable.
In the fifth year of Jiazi, Wangzu still remembers that the war is going on and the world is solid.
But looking back, under the city of Shiyang, people were cut off and their breasts and abdomen were cut off.
Who is to ask, if you are not wise enough to be wise, there is nothing you can do?!
The poem falls and the title suddenly appears!
"Learning to Reminisce about the Past in Luanye County in Shiyang City"!
As soon as the title of the poem fell, this poem truly condensed the literary spirit. At this moment, the heaven and earth were stirred, countless literary spirits surged in, and the heavenly voice sang endlessly!
Song Mu cherishes the past and regrets the present. This poem uses allusions to describe the glory of the Song family's ancestors, but it also expresses the crisis in Shiyang City today, as well as his helplessness of being weak and powerless.
But the glory of the ancestors is still there, and I am by no means a coward. As long as I have passion in my heart, who can say that I have no wisdom and no talent, but I am helpless today?!
Even the remaining shade of the Song family can protect the people of the whole city!
Countless rays of light were already flashing across the sky, and even people very far away from Shiyang County could see this strange phenomenon.
And at this moment, the blood needle had broken through Li Moer's barrier and came to Song Mu.
Song Mu slowly raised his eyes, and the blood needle appeared in front of Song Mu's pupils.
But it can no longer move forward.
The rich literary spirit from heaven and earth has enveloped Song Mu and everyone around him. The substantial literary spirit makes Song Mu indestructible.
But the literary spirit gathering into the words of this handed down poem has not stopped yet.
Jin Changwu and others stopped and looked up at the waves of literary energy passing through the sky, and were shocked.
"You are a man of extraordinary talent, a poem handed down from generation to generation, a genius from heaven. In Shiyang County...will we be able to produce the number one scholar in the future?"
Countless people in the city raised their heads and looked at the sky at this moment. Jin Changwu murmured, but suddenly felt his official seal shaking.
Jin Changwu lowered his head suddenly, only to see that the official seal was emitting violent fluctuations.
Jin Changwu felt a little surprised, but suddenly looked into the distance.
At this moment, on the north city wall, countless soldiers and monsters stopped fighting and looked at Lord Dengwen in astonishment.
Your Excellency Dengwen, that great Confucian article suddenly shines with dazzling golden light at this moment.
What the golden light brought was an unprecedented pressure.
Outside the city, Ouyang Hong, who was fighting with the Qingjiang Demon King, suddenly looked back. The Qingjiang Demon King suddenly felt a sense of fear that penetrated his bones.
That is the pressure of the great Confucian, that is the aura of the strong.
"The great Confucian's articles have shown their power?!"
Ouyang Hong said in surprise at this moment. Seeing the rays of literary energy gathering in the sky, he slowly stretched out his hand and suddenly felt a little surprised.
"No, what kind of power is this? This... is this the power of a great scholar?!"
As Ouyang Hong said this, he suddenly saw the Confucian monument erupting with dazzling light again, and the sound of poetry singing sounded in the Dengwen Pavilion.
The great Confucian showed his power and his poetry shocked the world.
Countless people noticed this situation, and at this moment Song Mu also felt something in his heart. He felt the ancient books in his mind constantly vibrating, and raised his eyes towards the north city wall.
Your Excellency Dengwen, a bright figure suddenly appeared in the dazzling light of the great scholar's article.
It was a light and shadow that covered the sky and the sun. The light and shadow of a hundred feet slowly condensed, and finally condensed into an elegant figure who resembled Song Mu at least sixty-seven times.
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The prototype of this word comes from Xin Qiji's "Yong Yu Le·Nostalgia for the Past in Beigu Pavilion, Jingkou". This word shows the poet's strong desire to serve the motherland and his lament for not being reused. The whole word is heroic and sad, with deep meaning and affection.
It is the glorious thought of patriotism. This word is the first one written by Xin Qiji. I hope that the content of my second half of the magic modification can be accepted by everyone.
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