Chapter 545: Planting seeds and reaching the realm!
Life in "Peach Blossom Spring" is simple and boring.
Song Mu knew that his current state could not break through the barrier of the white jade scroll, nor could he break away from the pull of the power of the heavenly star, so he simply concentrated on practicing in it. With the blessing of the heavenly star, Song Mu's strength naturally increased visibly to the naked eye.
The shackles of the Hanlin realm have already arrived.
It's just that the practice in this foreign land inevitably made Song Mu feel boring. At first, he was a little curious about it, but after exploring this Peach Blossom Spring, Song Mu occasionally thought of his family members far away.
However, as the saying goes, a gentleman should be cautious about being alone. After the melancholy, Song Mu also cheered up and continued to practice. Only by breaking through the shackles of the realm as soon as possible can he return sooner.
It's just that the time passed quickly during this period, and Song Mu had the power of the stars to support him in eating. However, if you count it carefully, ten years have passed.
On this day, Song Mu was reading books in an attic in Peach Blossom Spring.
Song Mu also discovered this bookstore by chance. It actually contained a rich collection of books. When Song Mu looked at them one by one, he suddenly realized that these books had been collected by Tao Fengming over the years.
There are many poems and articles among them, but what fascinates Song Mu the most is the analysis of many articles left by Tao Fengming.
These days, Song Mu became obsessed with reading these articles. Sometimes when he integrated the knowledge in his mind, he felt suddenly enlightened.
After reading these things, Song Mu was filled with emotion in his heart.
Firstly, the collection of books here is rich in content, and secondly, this is obviously a strange place for poetry among scholars and soldiers, but it already has a feeling of space.
This made Song Mu become more curious about such civilian soldiers, and from this, he got to know more about his master Tao Fengming.
This couldn't help but remind Song Mu of what Tao Fengming had said, asking him to look at the white jade scroll more often. It turned out that there was something like this in it.
Closing the book in his hand, Song Mu was satisfied at the moment. Feeling the power of the stars in the distance, Song Mu put the book back on the bookshelf, but suddenly realized that he had unknowingly removed all the books here.
Read it once.
Song Mu was completely stunned. At this moment, he raised his eyes and looked around carefully, but Song Mu's eyes suddenly stopped.
The next moment, Song Mu's body jumped up, and when he fell down again, there was a small box in his hand.
This is a box with a simple shape,
The box was very light and not locked. Song Mu opened it with a slight wave, and what came into view were two dark seeds.
It looked like the seeds of lotus seeds, which were dark and not shiny at all. Song Mu didn't know what they were.
Soon Song Mu saw that there was a piece of white paper left in the box. He took it into his hand and unfolded it carefully. When Song Mu saw the contents clearly, he suddenly exclaimed.
This is a request left by Tao Fengming, and as mentioned above, these two dark seeds are the seeds of the Seven Soul Flower that are the most difficult to find in the world!
Tao Fengming and Song Mu said that when he was searching for the Seven Soul Flower in the northwest desert, he finally found a Seven Soul Flower. Unfortunately, it was dead and useless. When he was filled with anger and helplessness, he saw two Seven Soul Flowers.
Flower seeds fall.
Tao Fengming collected the two seeds, but has yet to cultivate and plant them.
Because the growth of the Seven Soul Flower requires the cultivation of the Heavenly Star. Only with the Heavenly Star on its side can it take root and sprout. And if you are not careful, it will even wither and die.
At that time, Tao Fengming also knew how extraordinary this flat desert was, and even deduced that there would be stars in it. However, he had no choice but to leave immediately because of the pursuers following closely behind him.
Finally, he told Song Mu that if he could find the stars, he would cultivate them in this white jade scroll.
It turned out that this white jade scroll was actually the property of Tao Fengming's ancestor. His mentor passed it on to Tao Fengming, and the text on it was rumored to be a layer of paper from the original manuscript written by Tao Yuanming.
Just like a great scholar waving his hand to reveal reality in a foreign land, this white jade scroll has had this ability since its birth, but it has never been spread and no one knows the mystery of this treasure.
After Song Mu read the words on this page, he was extremely shocked at the moment. He could not have imagined that his master could have such a rainy day plan.
Perhaps at that time, the master wanted to let him experience the white jade scroll more, but there was such a situation.
It's just that I am stupid and didn't understand the mystery until today. These two Seven Soul Flower seeds cannot be used by Tao Fengming.
Song Mu looked extremely silent. He was holding on to the bookcase beside him and exhaling deeply. After a moment, Song Mu reached out and took out two seeds and held them in his hands.
After looking at it carefully for a moment, Song Mu's figure disappeared from the attic.
The next moment, Song Mu appeared next to the star. At this moment, he stood with his hands down, looking at the twinkling star in front of him, and murmured.
"Master, wait for the flowers to bloom."
Saying this, Song Mu knelt down, buried two flower seeds into the soil under the core of the star, and looked up at the sky.
Regardless of the white jade scroll, the core of the star, or the seven soul flower seeds, Tao Fengming, who had left Song Mu, had done something for Song Mu again.
At this moment, Song Mu looked up at the sky, exhaling deeply, but his eyes became more determined.
Then the mountains and rivers rotated, the sun, moon and stars appeared. Song Mu leaned on the stars with his back, pinching the magic with his hands, and the power surged in his body.
Unexpectedly, one day, Song Mu, who was sitting in the weeds, suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly felt the golden book in his head vibrating.
The literary power rushing through the body seemed to suddenly have an outlet, passing through the Dantian and rushing into his thousands of meridians.
Song Mu only felt that his whole body was burning, and his internal organs were experiencing the impact of power. The feeling like being gnawed by thousands of ants came to his heart, and there seemed to be fire spitting out of his mouth, but it turned into a roar from Song Mu.
At this moment, Song Mu's face was red and his body was extremely hot, but his eyes were clear.
Because Song Mu could feel that the shackles of the Hanlin realm were loosening right before his eyes.
A man's training can refine his heart, a scholar's courage can be refined, a scholar can strengthen his six organs, and he can be reborn!
The stars in the sky buzzed behind him, the ancient books in his head were shaking, and the Dantian in his body was whirling. Song Mu held his breath in a deep voice, and suddenly there were red lights surging!
The red light shot straight into the sky, breaking through this alien sky at this moment, and went straight up to the northwest yellow sky.
Several passes in the desert were pointing to the sky at this moment. Watching the fiery red clouds rolling in the sky, I was shocked and alert for a moment.
In various parts of the Wen Dynasty, many people also raised their heads to look at the night sky today. They saw fiery red ripples rippling from nowhere, pushing the clouds to reveal the moon, which was majestic and majestic.
Duke Qin, the poet of the Du family, soared into the sky. Seeing the red waves surging in front of his eyes, he stretched out his hand and waved it away, but suddenly murmured to himself.
"There is actually a trace of awe-inspiring righteousness?"
"Could it be..."
In Shiyang City, thousands of miles away, Song Liangda, who knelt down to worship his ancestors every day, stood up from his futon in shock. At this moment, he looked up from the patio and saw a red light bursting in.
Then the whole hall flashed with golden light, and thousands of tablets shook.
The writings of the great Confucian scholars in the city are shining, and the bronze bells of the police pillow pavilion are ringing.
Master Xun looked up at the sky and spoke in surprise.
"Did a great scholar reach this level this time?"
Song Liangda knelt down in front of his ancestors, bursting into tears but with firm eyes.
"Blessed by our ancestors, I, the number one scholar of the Song family, still exist! Jing Zhao... still exists!"