Just when Song Mu asked Tian Qiandui if he could reforge Nakaze for him, the voice of the Jie Ze Pearl in the white jade scroll came.
He said that if there were any weapons forged by Song and Mu in the future, they could be smelted and manufactured by them.
"I wonder if what you said about being able to forge civil soldiers is true?"
Song Mu carefully asked Jie Zezhu in his heart, and Jie Zezhu in the white jade scroll responded calmly.
"My flame can melt all the materials in the world, and it can also be used to condense shapes at will, it depends on how you think about it."
Song Mu was silent for a moment. The other party said that his control over flames was subtle. As long as the materials were of a certain grade, he could forge anything.
It was just that it had never been used before, so he wanted Song Mu to give him some materials to try. This was the reason why Song Mu finally chose Tian Qian Forging to forge Kawaze for himself.
But listening to the other party's words at this moment, Song Mu had some different thoughts in his heart.
"Then how long does it take for your Excellency to forge a weapon?"
Najie Zezhu pondered for a moment before speaking.
"If the carapace of the demon emperor I killed that day was smelted and forged, it would take three days to obtain it."
Song Mu also raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Jie Zezhu would not lie about this, but Song Mu still frowned slightly.
After pondering for a moment, Song Mu finally asked.
"You serve me as a civil servant like this, what do you need me to do?"
Song Mu and Ji Zezhu were not friends, but had a mutually beneficial relationship. Song Mu did not believe that he was just forging it for himself with good intentions, so he asked this question.
After hearing this, Ji Zezhu seemed to pause, and then spoke to Song Mu.
"I want to continue to get fragments of the sky star, any fragments of the sky star."
Song Mu suddenly paused when he heard this, but immediately sneered.
"Don't you think that these remarks are really fanciful? How rare is the sky star fragment? How can I find the new sky star fragment? Furthermore, forging a civilian soldier, can it be compared to a sky star fragment?
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Song Mu asked such a question to express his disdain, but Jie Zezhu continued.
"But I know where the pieces are."
As soon as these words came out, Song Mu paused for a moment, and a look of shock appeared on his face at this moment, but he still pretended to be calm and said.
"These fragments you are talking about are owned by various poetry sects of the human race?"
"Those are too small. Only the big one in the north is useful. I'm talking about the stars in other places that haven't been triggered by you yet."
"I have a feeling that if I get new pieces of the sky star, I will be able to remember more things, and maybe I will be able to know the promised land."
As soon as these words came out, Song Mu could no longer suppress the look of shock on his face. He stood blankly for a moment, took a long breath and said.
"Then what do I do?"
"If such a thing were to be in such an extremely dangerous situation, I would never go there."
"Take your time. Of course, as an agreement, you can give me part of the demon emperor's carapace first, and I will train a weapon for you first."
Song Mu hesitated slightly when he heard this, but immediately nodded, and then threw a piece of carapace from the tourmaline into the alien space.
"Wait for my news. If there is a star within a hundred miles of you, I will tell you. Then you can decide whether to go or not."
After Ji Zezhu said this, he immediately calmed down, while Song Mu stood on the same spot, waving away the strange scene and looking a bit thoughtful.
What Ji Zezhu told him like this has dispelled the worries in his heart. However, such a thing is incredible, but Song Mu doesn't know whether it is good or bad. He can sense the existence of the fragments of the sky. This Ji Zezhu
Zhu's methods are already incredible.
This couldn't help but make Song Mu's heart beat even more. As a result, the pieces of the sky star that countless people, monsters and barbarians longed for today were at least within easy reach for him.
Suddenly receiving such news, Song Mu was a little confused about it. After calming down for a while, he turned around and went home again.
As soon as Song Mu returned to Guzhai, he saw many carriages in front of the Guzhai, and many students gathered around. When they saw Song Mu coming, they all gathered around.
"Song Zhuangyuan, I'll wait..."
The students who suddenly gathered around immediately began to introduce themselves, but soon someone among them said.
"The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty, there was a debate in Jinling City a few months ago. They said that the number one scholar's theory of practicality distorted Confucianism. I wonder what the number one scholar thought?"
"Would the number one scholar be willing to debate with all the Confucian masters and discuss the continuation of Confucianism and Taoism?"
A group of students were saying this one after another at this moment, with different expressions on their faces, but they all encouraged Song Mu and seemed to want him to participate in the debate.
Song Mu listened to Gu Chengxiu's advice yesterday, so he naturally handed over to everyone, and then found an excuse to go to Gu's house.
Entering the Gu house, Song Mu saw the courtyard full of gifts. At this moment, several old men were sitting in the courtyard, gathering around Mr. Gu to drink tea. When Song Mu came in, they all stood up and handed over their hands.
When Song Mu heard that he was a scholar who debated the rights and wrongs of Confucianism and Taoism in those days, Song Mu couldn't help but frown slightly at this moment, and he also bowed his hands to everyone.
Among these people, although they communicated with Song Mu calmly, most of their words were inseparable from Song Mu's Xuanyuan Academy and Song Mu's achievements over the years.
His words were not filled with admiration or envy, but rather with a hint of provocation.
Song Mu still sent the few people away harmoniously, and met a group of dignitaries, all of whom came to congratulate Song Mu on his status as a great scholar.
Song Mu was very tired all day long, and Gu Chengxiu also talked to Song Mu.
"It seems now that Jinling City is not a place to stay for a long time."
Song Mu also nodded, and immediately planned to visit Huai Tong. He really didn't want to stir up this muddy water.
Soon Song Mu received a letter from Song Huaitong. Now Song Huaitong was an official in Yingzhou, Huainan Road, but here he was in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. Song Mu's trip was quite different, but after all, the purpose was to visit Mount Tai, so Song Mu
After receiving the letter, I planned to set off.
However, Song Mu was not in a hurry to go west. This time he went to Zhongzhou again. He visited some Confucian scholars he had known in the past, and also went to the Du Shi Sect before heading towards Yingzhou.
Song Huaitong worked as a local water transport envoy in Yingzhou, and was promoted to Tixue not long ago. He has already made such achievements at such a young age, at least in the eyes of others, he must have a bright future.
But whether there is the factor of Song Mu, a bachelor's father, is also a matter of speculation.
However, Song Mu didn't care about this. He was just here to visit relatives. After all, he hadn't seen his children at home for ten years. Song Mu, as a father, also wanted to see what his children were like now.
After traveling all the way, Song Mu's family finally arrived at the boundary of Huangzhou.
It was the golden autumn season. Along the way from north to south, there were mountains and forests here, but also vast fields. In early autumn, the rice fields were golden under the bright sun, and the wind blew from the mountains, bringing with it the fragrance of rice.
Song Mu couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the people harvesting rice in the fields and the scene of a bumper harvest everywhere.
"This year looks like another good harvest year."
Song Mu murmured at the moment, but Gu Qingqing had no time to listen to Song Mu's words. This time she also raised the curtain of the carriage and looked ahead, asking from time to time how long it would take for Song Mu to arrive.
Aizi was an official in a foreign country, and he only visited him once during Gu Qingqing's reign. In this way, he had not seen Song Huaitong for several years. At this moment, his face could not help but look a little hopeful.
And soon Song Mu and others finally saw a city revealed on the flat field.