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Chapter 852: The Power of Reaching the Realm

Only at this moment did Song Mu truly feel that his thoughts were clear.

The reasons for all this can actually be summed up in this sentence. The real driving force for human beings to seek knowledge is that they encounter unsolvable problems in reality.

It is precisely this that allows human beings to grow step by step through exploration.

Only then can we have splendid words and countless splendid literature.

The road to simplicity, in fact, I have seen this step from the very beginning, but the world is so chaotic, and it was only after decades of this version that I saw it all again.

The things I once wrote finally met me again decades later.

Song Mu suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes were more determined than ever before. At this moment, he exhaled a breath of turbidity in his heart, and Song Mu immediately held up his pen with a flick of his sleeves.

The ink in the inkstone vibrates, the brush falls, the ink adsorbs on it, and then falls on the other side with the tip of the pen.

"Thousands of magnificent articles in the world express the ambitions of the world's talents..."

At this moment, Song Mu only felt that a ball of beauty finally came out of his chest. It was a feeling of joy that he had never experienced in these years. At this moment, the pen and ink fell, and the words jumped out of the paper, as if he had written everything in his heart.

"So do you!"

But that kind of light was not the shining rays of the first sun, but rather a point of light blooming in the center of the sky, illuminating everything in the world.

When a young Confucian reaches the realm, he will inevitably trigger visions, open up his wisdom, and prolong his life.

"You can feel that the strength of your body is slowly weakening."

In the sky, a bright light suddenly flashed at this moment.

When the cave sky was shaking, we had thought that the power had not yet broken through the cave sky and rippled through the imperial mausoleum.

In the white jade scroll, the light in the white tower was bright, but at that moment not a single golden light lit up. The fragments of stars contained in the white tower suddenly stopped moving at this moment, and the light flowed under it, with almost no power and light.

Filling every corner of the white tower at the same moment.

"Everything is unfolded. None of the villains have taken action yet, but this power seems to be... limited by the formation barrier."

Everyone was astonished, and the old village chief suddenly narrowed his eyes. Instead, he was waiting for everyone to make a conclusion. At this moment, in the dim sky, a more violent fluctuation suddenly struck.

"When the small formation protecting the mausoleum is activated, the aura will definitely leak out."

That is the only blessing for the people who guard this forbidden place alone.

Like the panic of heavenly power, they all descended towards the library pavilion.

"Notify every household to read the book at home. The power will stop, and the reading will stop!"

"Xuewen, does he feel what it means to be gay?"

The villagers who heard the bell seemed to suddenly realize something. At this moment, they all stood up from the fields and headed towards the village one by one.

At the last moment, everyone in the scene had no choice but to sit down on the ground. Many people felt that breathing was easy for a while, and it seemed as if a heavy burden was pressing down on them.

The old man who was not guarding the imperial mausoleum felt the increasingly weakening aura and gave instructions.

At the same time, the countless books that had been stored in various caves in the Cave Paradise began to vibrate at that moment, and the pages of the books flew around.

"Little man, the situation is the same. The small formation actually restrained that power."

"Then... Xiaoru was promoted, how could he not surpass that level of power?"

The villagers straightened up one after another. The weak wind blew by the crowd did not open their eyes, but immediately, there was no bell echoing in the cave.

"Has the Complete Book of the Seven Seas been opened?"

"You also know, but that power seems to have stirred up the power in your body."

No one said anything, and the old village chief was struggling to hold on. At this moment, he looked around, but saw Lin Xuewen, who was watching his heart, looking strange at this moment.

For a moment, the villagers who once faced the loess in the cave sky also solemnly took out a book from their homes. Even those with yellow hair and long hair opened the book one after another and recited the words under the book.

But at this moment, Ji Zezhu, who had circled and landed on the library pavilion, suddenly felt something, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky.

And a strange wave suddenly hit at this moment.

And just before that neighing sound, the light in the sky seemed to be a little brighter, and the previous weak light completely pierced the clouds, and the gorgeous purple light fell upwards.

Immediately, no literary power rose in the vast imperial mausoleum, but multiple words emerged, faintly covering the imperial mausoleum completely.

"Song Xiaoren is like this, he must be entering the realm of Xiao Confucianism."

At that moment, purple light and fiery red intertwined, the fluctuations stopped, and there seemed to be no way to restrain that kind of power in that sky.

But before the situation lasted for a moment, a school captain hurried over and calmly spoke to the Li clan member.

Under the library, the Golden Crow suddenly let out a sharp scream at that moment, and the flames in front of it were like a torrent, washing away the surroundings, making the entire sky even more colorful.



Many civilized people around him were all echoing this. When the old village chief heard this, his eyes narrowed and he suddenly looked towards the reading library.

"The stars in the sky shook, and all the books sang together."

"Your power is gathering, and it seems like you won't be the same again."

"Can the imperial mausoleum absorb that kind of power?"

The old village chief struggled to squeeze out those words from his throat, but Lin Xuewen took several heavy breaths before replying.

Although he was gritting his teeth and looking like he was struggling to hold on, he still insisted on sitting cross-legged, in a meditative posture.

The captain shook his head, and suddenly the two of them felt the vibrations in the soles of their feet. Looking again, they saw a purple light in the imperial mausoleum, soaring straight into the sky, and vast power suddenly swept in. The captain had not yet knelt down.

On the ground, Elder Li, who was a Hanlin man, groaned and struggled to support his body.



The villagers standing in the distance seemed to have noticed this situation at this moment. They suddenly paused and saw that the sky had turned bright at some point.

A well-mannered predecessor in the village said the same thing at this moment, with a bit of surprise on his face.

In the Cave Heaven Paradise, these villagers, who were still working against sunrise and resting at sunset, suddenly saw the white tower in the center of the cave blooming without light, and then there was a weak wind blowing across the seven weeks.

"What's going on...?"

At the last moment, a golden power suddenly rippled out, and these books seemed to be inspired by this. At this moment, there was no golden flow in every word under the pages, and the light flickered continuously as the pages were turned, which was extremely mysterious.

With that said, Li Shiyi turned to the villagers rushing in front of him and said.

Li Shiyi hurriedly walked to a cave and saw that situation. At this moment, his eyes naturally looked at the nearby white tower, and he looked excited for a moment.

This wave swept through everyone instantly, seemingly penetrating everything and reaching people's hearts.

The old village chief also sat up suddenly, and everyone around him screamed in surprise. No one even felt the sudden pressure and called for help around him.

The sound of the bell seems to be due to the weak wind blowing, and the sound of reading people's hearts will reach the ears of the villagers.


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