In the side courtyard of Qiu House, Song Mu stood in the courtyard in a state of shock. He looked up at the moonlit night sky with few stars, looked around and said in disbelief.
Next to Song Mu, the depressed man who had just been slapped to the ground was sitting on the steps with a piece of dried meat from an unknown source in his mouth. He was chewing it now and then, but his face
Occasionally there is a flash of pain.
After all, Song Mu's bright red palm prints were still imprinted on the other party's face.
Seeing Song Mu mumbling to himself, Tao Fengming finally spoke.
"Well, it was originally a small test. I wanted to see how you handle this situation."
After hearing this answer, Song Mu turned around. At this moment, recalling the situation just now, he unconsciously pursed his lips.
In such a shocking scene, the other party actually said that it was just a small test. If Song Mu hadn't missed and punched the other party just now, Song Mu would have thrown away his sleeves and left.
Such a childish scene is really too embarrassing for scholars.
However, Song Mu still asked with a calm expression.
"You did this just to let me climb over the wall and come in?"
Tao Fengming shook his head immediately, but still raised his head and glanced at Song Mu before speaking.
"Actually, if you ran away at that time, we would have nothing to do with each other in the future. If you took action to fight those water monsters, then I would open the door and take over this foreign land."
"Then what if I climb over the wall and come in?"
Song Mu asked in shock, but Tao Fengming was stunned and shook his head.
"I haven't thought about it yet."
Song Mu was ashamed. The other party obviously had the means to control and release foreign lands at any time, but he always looked so absent-minded. Song Mu's impression of such a strong scholar as a serious and elegant person was a little shattered at this moment.
However, Song Mu also grasped the key point in the other party's words at this moment, walked to the side, raised his hands respectfully and asked.
"But I don't know what sir means by doing this?"
An indifferent smile appeared on Tao Fengming's face at this time, but when paired with his expression of kidney failure, it looked a bit strange.
"It's just that I have a love for talents."
Song Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but he didn't show any emotion at the moment. He just looked at the other party carefully again, and then asked.
"My name is Tao Fengming, I don't know who he is..."
When Tao Fengming saw this, he understood immediately. He then asked Song Mu to sit down on the steps next to him. He dug into his arms and handed something like a piece of dried meat to Song Mu.
Song Mu reached out to take it, but instead of stuffing it into his mouth and chewing it like him, he looked at the other person more directly.
"Have you heard of Tao Yuanming?" Tao Fengming said casually.
Song Mu was about to nod, but suddenly remembered the other party's name.
Tao Yuanming, Tao Fengming...
Tao Yuanming, that is the existence of the founder of the Pastoral Sect, and no one in the world knows it. Among the several strange realms that the Wen Dynasty can use today, "Peach Blossom Spring" is the most terrifying one.
Idyllic scenery calms people's hearts, kills time and smoothes everything.
Is this Tao Fengming a descendant of Tao Yuanming?
When Song Mu thought of this, he couldn't sit still anymore and was about to stand up. However, Tao Fengming's hand reached out from nowhere, grabbed Song Mu, and said calmly.
"I'm not as powerful as you think, and I can't be considered a descendant of Mr. Tao either."
When Song Mu heard this, he breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief, but the other party continued.
"But I use Tao Gong's poems best."
Song Mu only felt that his nerves were being ravaged by the guy in front of him. At this moment, he rubbed his forehead and raised his eyes to look at the other person again.
"Then you are... from the Tao Poetry Sect...?"
Tao Fengming nodded, then took out a piece of dried meat from his body, then stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.
Song Mu was speechless and felt beads of sweat coming out of his forehead, but the other party shook his head again, and then said calmly.
"It used to count, but it probably doesn't matter anymore."
When he got here, Song Mu's face was already in a state of confusion, wondering if the other party could finish what he said in one go.
But when it came to this, Tao Fengming also looked at Song Mu. The two people's eyes met. Song Mu felt that there was still a bit of confusion in these somewhat weak eyes.
Song Mu had a thought in his mind. At this moment, he felt that the other party's appearance was just a scholar's character, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable.
"I'm done, do you understand now?"
Song Mu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head to look at the other party again and asked.
"Mr. Fengming, that's why you called me here today just to recruit a disciple..."
After asking this question, Tao Fengming seemed to have remembered something, and then he stretched out a hand in front of Song Mu. Song Mu looked at the other person's white palm, a little confused, and the other party said.
"Put your hand up."
Song Mu grinned, but seeing that the other party had no ill intentions, he stretched out his hand to hold it.
But at this moment, Song Mu felt that something in his mind had changed.
His mind power was stirred up at this moment, and a gentle force enveloped Song Mu's head, but it dissipated after a moment.
That power came and went without a trace, leaving only one word for Song Mu, which was bottomless.
The vast and terrifying thought power like an abyss penetrated from nowhere, and then disappeared instantly.
Mr. Feng Ming had already loosened his hand and looked at Song Mu with a smile on his face.
"Sure enough, I read it right. You have just become a scholar, but your telekinesis level has already reached the peak of the scholar realm."
When Song Mu heard this, he looked puzzled.
Tao Fengming continued.
"Your telekinesis is very different. I have never seen anyone have telekinesis in childhood, and be able to use it so well without careful study."
When Tao Fengming said this, Song Mu was a little wary at the moment, maybe the other party had noticed his secret.
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"The reason I can think of is that your ancestor Song Wenrong reached the pinnacle of the Song Dynasty. He could pick up ancient and modern poems at his fingertips, explore thousands of miles with his mind, and reach three or five foreign lands with just a flick of his hand. The monsters he killed retreated and fled after hearing the wind.
"
Tao Fengming said this as if those scenes were still vivid in his mind.
Song Mu was fascinated for a while while listening to this. This legendary ancestor once left a profound mark in the history of the Wen Dynasty, but for some unknown reason, he died at the age of only seventy.
"I can feel that the literary power and mental power in your body are equally important, and the mental power is even stronger."
Saying this, Tao Fengming turned around and looked at Song Mu, with a bit of eagerness in his eyes.
"Song Mu, are you interested? Become an environment builder?"
"Learn the ability to create environments with me and become the strongest environment creator in the world."
When he said this, Tao Fengming's eyes had completely changed from before. His eyes seemed to burst out with endless light, and he seemed to have enough confidence in this.
Song Mu swallowed unconsciously when he saw the other party like this.
You know, today I have truly established my goal of becoming an environment builder.
But I didn't expect that someone would now give me the possibility to achieve this goal.
Song Mu's heart beat uncontrollably, but he quickly calmed down.
There must be a reason for a strong man to reach out to a weak man and ask him to inherit the mantle.
In this era of prosperous literary power, great scholars lived forever, and strong men almost never considered that their unique knowledge would disappear.
When Tao Fengming saw that Song Mu was silent, his face became clear at the moment. He lowered his eyes and lowered his head. His voice lost the laziness at this moment and he said seriously.
"I know what you're worried about."
"I have only one request. Within twenty years, help me pick up something and return it to the Tao Shizong."
"I will teach you all my skills without reservation."
As Tao Fengming said this, he saw a wave of waves coming from his body. It was the vast pressure of a Jinshi, but it was more terrifying than any Jinshi.