When everyone saw Song Mu's current actions, they all held their breath and concentrated, staring intently at the page that Song Mu's pen tip scratched.
The sun shines brightly when it first rises, and thousands of mountains are like fire.
A round of sky suddenly appeared, driving away the stars and the waning moon.
A poem quickly appeared on the paper, and a splendid literary spirit immediately rose from it. The literary spirit rippled and turned into a male flame soaring into the sky.
The flame condensed into a dazzling fire ball, which rushed into the dark clouds in the sky. The next moment, the fire ball exploded suddenly, and a wave of flames slowly pushed away, blowing away the thick surrounding sky in an instant.
dark clouds.
Everyone immediately saw that the sky had once again regained its previous brightness, and the scorching power was rippling. The afternoon sunlight once again brought down the heat, but it made people feel indescribably happy.
"good!"
Everyone cheered at this moment. Everyone in the attic also watched Song Mu write a poem about the setting sun, and their expressions flashed at the moment.
This article is not a particularly beautiful piece of rhetoric, but when the last word falls, I don’t know why I can feel an arrogant and domineering air from it.
Drive away the stars and the waning moon, this poem seems to represent Song Mu in front of him now.
This can not help but make everyone admire, Song Mu is indeed worthy of his reputation and has strong poetic talent.
At that moment, Zhizhou and others gathered around, raised their hands towards Song Mu and said.
"Master Song is indeed very talented in literature. As soon as his poems and essays came out, the dark clouds disappeared. We are sincerely convinced."
Others also followed suit. Everyone in the attic bowed towards Song Mu and raised their hands. However, Song Mu did not move at this moment. He did not put down the brush in his hand, but looked outside the attic.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this situation, a little confused, but Song Mu's eyes had swept across the sky and now fell on the Yangtze River in the distance.
The sun that hung slightly in the west cast golden light, illuminating the winding river with sparkling light. Song Mu frowned slightly, and at this moment, he actually felt that the bit of evil spirit he had just felt was a bit stronger.
Song Mu still felt a little uneasy, so he once again used his telekinesis to move towards the water.
The people around him were a little surprised when they saw Song Mu in such a situation. At that moment, Zhizhou stepped forward and spoke to Song Mu.
"Sir, is there anything else wrong?"
Song Mu tilted his head slightly and gave the other party a look. Zhizhou immediately understood and looked outside the attic.
Everyone around them also looked at each other, not knowing why for a moment.
The next moment, in Song Mu's eyes, there was movement in the sparkling river surface. At this moment, Song Mu released a burst of Wenli without hesitation.
The light of Wen Li turned into a long sword and struck directly into the Yangtze River in the distance.
This move made everyone stunned, but the next moment they saw the river suddenly boiling, and many fish jumped out of the water. At the same time, some people saw a slender figure swimming by in the river.
"Dragon, it's a dragon!"
Someone immediately issued a warning, and others also looked at this. Zhizhou's face also darkened, but Song Mu stopped the other party's next method.
"It's a dragon. It seems to be in the realm of a demon king."
"Demon Lord!"
Song Huaitong, who was next to him, was also shocked when he heard this. He quickly took two steps forward and asked.
"Father, is this monster causing trouble here?"
Song Mu did not speak. At this moment, his eyes swept across the river, and then he spoke.
"Since your Excellency has already been exposed, why are you hiding like this?"
Song Mu's voice spread out. At this moment, Zhizhou had ordered soldiers to drive away the people gathered around him. At this moment, in the Yangtze River, a green figure suddenly appeared, floating on the water of the Yangtze River.
With its single horn exposed and its body a hundred feet long, it turned out to be a dragon.
The demonic energy began to spread, but the monster just looked up at the attic, feeling Song Mu's aura, and there was a change in its ferocious face.
"A great scholar."
The green dragon revealed his words, and for a moment the people retreated. The scene seemed a bit chaotic. However, after the dragon uttered these exclamations, it twisted its body and disappeared into the water waves again.
Song Mu frowned suddenly, and the next moment he saw the sparkling river water suddenly boiling. At the same time, the fish in the river began to beat more, but Song Mu immediately felt the gathering evil spirit.
The demonic energy turned into power and penetrated into the river. The next moment, the water vapor rose up, causing tall waves to hit the shore.
A crashing sound suddenly spread, and all the officials were shocked when they saw this, and they all looked at Song Mu.
"Sir, this monster refuses to retreat when it sees you, what's going on?"
Song Mu did not reply, but immediately spoke to Zhizhou and others.
"Everyone, please retreat first. I'll go meet this guy."
"These monsters may come from the East China Sea."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions became solemn. A rain-dispelling literary meeting unexpectedly led to a monster in the Demon Lord realm. Everyone understood what this meant, and they all nodded and retreated.
The next moment Song Mu appeared above the meeting, watching the rising water vapor on the river causing violent waves. When the waves rippled, they rushed towards the shore.
Song Mu looked intently and saw something suddenly appearing on the cliff on one side of the Yangtze River.
It was the dragon, and at this moment, the green dragon was actually waving its claws towards the rock wall.
What was written on the rock wall was Li Du's poems, which were constantly flashing under the attack of the opponent.
But when the green dragon saw that its claws were weak, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth and bit down. The rocks collapsed and a corner of Li Du's poem was suddenly missing.
Seeing this, the monster tried its best.
"presumptuous!"
Song Mu immediately shouted angrily, and at this moment, he gathered his body's literary power and bombarded the opponent directly.
When Qingjiao saw Song Mu's attack, he seemed a little frightened. He avoided the attack and rushed directly into the river.
"Destroying my saint's writings, where can I go!"
Song Mu was standing on the river. At this moment, his hands turned into palms, and the writing power in his hands gathered one by one and shot the words directly into the river. The waves suddenly flattened, and the green dragon was exposed. At this moment, he was also in a panic.
Song Mu just snorted coldly and reached out to grab it, but he never thought that the green dragon suddenly roared, and at this moment, several demonic auras rippled out. The demonic aura spread out, and the surrounding river suddenly boiled.
Then Song Mu heard the roar of beasts coming from the mountains very far away, and the waves on the upper reaches of the river were also surging. At this moment, when he looked closely, he saw that monsters were emerging.
Beast tide!
Song Mu's heart trembled, his expression changed even more at this moment, and he slapped the dragon in the river again.
"Where are you from and what do you want to do?!"
The dragon was hiding in the river, avoiding Song Mu's attack, but that voice came.
"It doesn't matter where I come from, I just passed by here today. I didn't like this poem, so I destroyed it and gave it up!"
"Although you are a little more powerful than me, you are just a newly promoted bachelor, and you can't kill me yet."
The dragon's words were extremely arrogant, and it was even more troublesome at this moment. The river was boiling, monsters were surging in, and there were dark clouds in the sky again.