Although Tao Fengming has fallen to the Jinshi level in terms of strength, it is no longer even possible to use literary power to fight.
But after all, he was once in the Hanlin realm, and even half a bachelor, so the mental power in his mind was still as vast as the sea. If he released it casually, the rolling pressure would hit his face, and even a Jinshi would bow his head.
What's more, a Juren.
Sure enough, Song Kaiyou suddenly stopped when he felt the pressure. At this moment, he looked around and asked with a cold expression.
"Which senior is it?!"
Tao Fengming did not respond, and only a low laugh from Song Mu came from the audience.
Everyone's attention was drawn back again, and Song Liwen was even more furious at this moment. He moved forward and was about to attack Song Mu again.
"No!"
Song Xi and Song Kaiyou both made sounds at the same time. Song Kaiyou immediately stopped Song Liwen's movements and looked at Song Mu in front of the incense table with a fearful expression.
"Fourth Uncle! This person has insulted our Song family so much and must be severely punished!"
"With the help of scholars at the Hanlin level, he is far beyond what we can deal with."
As Song Kaiyou said this, Song Xi, who was originally standing in front of Song Mu, also walked to the side with a pale face.
There was deep shock on both of their faces, even a bit of fear.
After all, this world is a world where strength is paramount. A Jinshi can already intimidate the heroes, and a Hanlin has stood on the top of a mountain that is out of reach of countless people.
They had already developed a hint of fear towards Song Mu, fearful and confused as to why Hanlin scholars were helping him.
Song Liwen only struggled for a moment, his expression changed several times, and finally he lowered his head in great sadness.
"Hurry up and contact the Zhang family and Ouyang family, and report to the official immediately."
Song Xi walked aside and hurriedly said something. At that moment, some servants ran out in a panic, and more and more people gathered outside the door. The scene that happened in the Song family ancestral hall made them even more confused. Refreshing.
Those who had no dealings with the Song family in Hongzhou were even more happy to see such a scene at this moment.
In the field, Song Mu had also turned his head, looking at the actions of the Song family members, and even laughed softly at this moment. The expression on his face was even more disdainful.
"It turns out you are nothing more than that."
"A bunch of guys who bully the weak and fear the strong."
When those people heard Song Mu's words, they all had indignation on their faces, but they also had somewhat different expressions. They saw Song Xi holding his head high and speaking to the people around him.
"Don't talk to these people. We'll wait for the officials to come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the Song family was standing up when they suddenly saw Song Mu waving his hand.
Then he saw the hand of the person holding the genealogy loosen, and the genealogy had been released. Amidst his anxious exclamations, it had fallen into Song Mu's hands.
Song Mu looked at the thick book in his hand, looking at the names on it, but at this moment, he pursed his lips slightly and spoke immediately.
"It seems that I have to deal with this matter myself."
As he said this, he saw that the genealogy started to clatter and the pages were turning. The next moment, Song Mu had reached out and swept aside a portrait on the wall and countless tablets on the table. .
The movement was quick, and in just a moment, the table on the wall was already half empty.
The faces of the people below were in an uproar. Song Xi, Song Kaiyou and others even jumped up and shouted loudly.
"How dare you, Shuzi!"
The other Song family members also exclaimed at this moment. Several Song family scholars shouted sharply and called Song Mu. But behind Song Mu, a piece of paper suddenly fell down.
A ray of light unfolded in an instant, and then in an instant, it enveloped Song Mu, like an invisible barrier, directly and completely deflecting the attacks of Song Liwen and others.
When everyone in the Song family attacked them, they could only look at the portraits and tablets of their ancestors. At this moment, they were all swept to the ground by Song Mu.
Their eyes were splitting, but they were powerless.
Song Mu was obviously just a lifter, but the power of the barrier he deployed had completely exceeded the ability of a lifter.
They were panicking in their hearts, but at this moment they could only scream incompetently.
Under this cleansing of literary power, Song Mu put the family tree aside. Now he stretched out his hand and found three more incense sticks in his hand. The tips of the incense had been lit, and bursts of white smoke curled up.
Things have been placed on the desk again, and they are all items that Song Mu has prepared long ago.
Looking up at the portrait tablets in front of him, Song Mu solemnly put the incense on it, then looked down at the futon below, reached out, lifted up his robe, and knelt straight on the blue bricks.
"Unworthy descendant Song Mu, grandfather Song Shichang, father Song Liangtong, second uncle Song Liangda. I kowtow to my ancestors."
Song Mu said solemnly, and now he kowtowed heavily on the ground paved with green bricks, every sound being extremely sincere.
Every time he kowtows, he not only represents himself, but also represents the Song family behind him, the children of the Song family who are now weak.
After experiencing that incident, the descendants of the Song family were finally able to walk in here with dignity and dignity, and offer a stick of incense to their ancestors.
Song Musan stood up and bowed three times. Despite the attacks on the barrier behind him, he just stood up, raised his head, looked at the portrait tablet in front of him, and said in a deep voice.
"My ancestors, Song Mu will definitely shine brightly again. Song Mu hereby guarantees that he will restore the glory of all our ancestors."
Song Mu said, clenching his fists now, looking at the several portraits in front of him, adding a more vivid touch to the great ambition in his heart.
From the moment he determined to bring changes to the Song family, he had already made a decision on this path.
I will spend my whole life doing what I should do in this literary field.
Song Mu let out a deep breath, then turned his head again and looked to the side. Outside the light barrier, Song Liwen and others were rising up to attack. Rays of light hit the barrier, and were completely eliminated by the barrier.
Everyone in the ancestral hall had already fled, and many people who stopped and watched at the door had also retreated.
Song Mu stood under this curtain of light and looked at the scene in front of him. At this moment, the power of writing in his body was stirring, and the power of thought in his mind was rising and surging.
The light dissipated in an instant, and Song Mu also released a stream of light from his hand, and then hit those people hard.
Song Xi flew out first and was knocked to the side, his face turned pale at the moment.
Then there was Song Kaiyou. At this moment, he was holding on to continue to attack, but he was suddenly knocked away by Song Mu. He suddenly saw Song Mu had arrived in front of him at some point, and then pressed a hand hard on his body.
Song Kaiyou's eyes widened suddenly. He had never seen a young man who could reach in front of him so fast and knock him over in just a moment.
Both of them exited one after another, and Song Mu had already arrived in front of Song Liwen.
The two took over again, Song Liwen shouted wildly, and what responded to him was only Song Mu's vast literary power.
The next moment, Song Liwen was like a thrown stone, falling heavily to the side of the ancestral hall, and he screamed in pain at this moment.
Song Mu's body was full of energy at the moment, but what was even more different was the rising murderous aura.
Song Mu, who has experienced the test of life and death, already has a fierceness from his heart, but it is often buried in his heart and has not exploded yet.
Song Mu stood in the ancestral hall, looking around, looking majestic, but slowly stopped, and then said in a deep voice.
"Today is the day when the results are released, and I won't go too far."
"How many dirty things have you done in the past that were detrimental to the Song family? I will settle the matter with you slowly in the future."
Song Mu said this and threw out a piece of paper in his hand.
It was a land deed, but it looked like it was transcribed.
"This is the title deed of this land, as well as the deed of the ancestral hall. They are all in my hands."
"I only give you three days to take your ancestors' ranking and leave from here."
"Remember, the Shiyang Song family has never left."
After Song Mu said this, he immediately threw up his sleeves and walked away. Song Xi's face was filled with shame, anger and fear, but he saw his son Song Liwen suddenly standing up with force.
"Song Mu!"
Song Liwen spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at Song Mu's back fiercely, and said.
"If I want to fight with you, a scholar, I will fight for your literary position!"
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