In the days that followed, Song Mudu had been concentrating on practicing in the Cangshuge Pavilion.
After this battle, Song Mu also deeply felt the weakness of his own strength. The feeling of powerlessness that arose when facing the Demon King's whip, and his determination to fight to the death, all reflected the weakness of Song Mu's strength.
When you climb high, you can indeed see far away, but you also have to learn to face the cold.
There is even greater power on top of great power. There are countless strong people in the vast world.
The danger brought by the insufficient level of strength put Song Mu into danger again and again, and he was even more frightened.
And in this battle, Song Mu even saw the strength of the world's top combat force.
Those demons and great scholars who can easily move mountains and reclaim seas are the ones that I can truly look up to.
Now he no longer knows what is going on outside the scroll, but Song Mu can also guess that if the Jie Ze Pearl is so shattered, it will probably arouse the anger of all parties.
As for me, I have the residual pearl in my hand. If there is any leakage, the scene may happen again that day.
What's more, I still need to do so many things in the future, and I also want to control this mysterious power and use it as my bargaining chip.
This all requires the support of strength. The realm of Hanlin is no longer something that others can look up to, but for myself, it is not enough.
For this reason, Song Mu carefully recovered his body's injuries, but did not rush to make a breakthrough quickly. Instead, he browsed the books in this library.
Now after reading it again, Song Mu didn't feel satisfied, so he took out the Song family book from his body.
Song Mu also kept a copy of these Song family books sent by various poet sects and carried them with him to read them all the time. Now that he had enough time, Song Mu also took them out and slowly pondered them.
On this day, Song Mu once again took out the book of ancestor Song Wenrong and flipped through it. The articles and poems in it moved Song Mu, as if he vaguely saw the past glory of this ancestor.
"It would be great if our ancestor could still be alive and explain this confusion to me."
Song Mu finished reading the book in his hand and closed the page with a slight frown. He felt a little sad and confused.
Muttering to himself, Song Mu's gaze dropped slightly, he closed his eyes, and began to recite the book in his mind as usual, but then Song Mu opened his eyes and took out something in his hand.
It was the kind of pottery pot that fascinated the fragrant mushrooms that I got from the Qi Yao tribe.
Just when he was reciting the book, Song Mu suddenly thought of the "New Method of Mind Power" written by his ancestor.
Now I can recite dozens of books at the same time, but it can't compare with my ancestor who recited more than a hundred books at once. It's so difficult, and with such a distraction, my telekinesis power can't last long.
But at this moment, Song Mu thought of the fragrant mushroom he had obtained.
Regarding the secret of this mysterious mushroom, Song Mu knew that it could be of great use to the demon clan. The method of dreaming was actually very mysterious. Song Mu thought what would happen if he recited it in the dream?
With this thought, Song Mu suddenly became excited and looked at the clay pot in his hand.
In the clay pot, the ant colonies were alive, and the bacteria seemed to have grown a lot. This surprised Song Mu for a moment. Looking carefully, he found that there were faint pictures and text on the clay pot. It seemed that this thing actually It's still a treasure.
Song Mu was amazed, but at that moment he reached out and picked a small mushroom from the pottery pot.
This kind of fungus cultivated by strange ants looks ordinary, but the strange fragrance coming from it highlights its extraordinaryness.
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The fragrance is a bit pungent, and after it hits the nose, it immediately makes people feel slightly tipsy after being drunk, and suddenly there is a sense of sleepiness in the heart.
"This thing is really wonderful, but I don't know what it will do to the human race."
After Song Mu said this, he reached out and took out a small piece from under the mushroom and put it into his mouth.
Like a piece of dry firewood, Song Mu found it difficult to chew, but the next moment, Song Mu spit it out suddenly.
When you chew the mushroom in your mouth at first, it has the usual taste of fungi, but the next second, there is a spicy taste on the mushroom that goes straight to your forehead.
Song Mu spit out the mushroom, but he still felt that the spicy taste quickly took over his whole body, and his whole body became even more cheerful, and he could not even sit cross-legged.
This made Song Mu exclaim that something was wrong, he was so reckless, and he didn't know that he was testing the poison with his own body.
But before Song Mu could use his power to eliminate all this, Song Mu only felt his eyes darken, and then his mind began to wander.
While his consciousness was wavering, Song Mu somehow felt his presence again. It was just a deliberate feeling that made Song Mu feel a little abrupt.
However, this can be regarded as giving Song Mu good news, that is, this mysterious mushroom has an effect on him.
After taking the memory collected from the mind of the strange demon elder, Song Mu will enter a mysterious dream state after taking it alone. Song Mu is a little surprised whether he has succeeded now.
And soon Song Mu felt that he appeared in a pure white space, and in this world, countless people of him appeared around him in the next moment.
These portraits of himself are standing like himself at this moment. When Song Mu makes a move, they will also make the same move.
This feeling was very strange. Song Mu only felt that they were all staring at him, but Song Mu soon realized that he might have really entered that kind of dream.
After a dream that lasted a thousand years, Song Mu also calmed down. At this moment, he sat down cross-legged, took another look at the people around him, and then closed his eyes deeply.
The book floated in his mind, and Song Mu began to recite the book according to the contents of the new telekinesis method. However, in this space, Song Mu suddenly heard his own voice.
It was not one voice, but many voices. In this haziness, Song Mu opened his eyes again, only to see those who were sitting cross-legged, all of them sitting cross-legged, with their mouths moving.
The sounds of reading actually came out of their mouths, and each person was different. It seemed that the books they just thought about were reflected in them.
This made Song Mu surprised and mixed with joy for a moment. It seemed that the dream brought by the fragrant mushroom was indeed useful. Song Mu quickly regained his composure and started to recite it too.
I don't know how much time passed, and Song Mu didn't know when he opened his eyes. The scene in the library came into view again, and Song Mu was stunned for a moment.
In that dream, it seemed that tens of thousands of years had passed, and the sound of reciting had not left my mind from beginning to end. At this moment, it suddenly became clear, and I still felt a little unable to adapt.
Song Mu waited for a moment before getting up and looking towards the window. It had only been four hours since then.
In this world, I felt like I had slept.
Song Mu let out a deep breath and looked at the pottery pot next to him. He held it up solemnly, then looked at the scene, and then looked outside.
"It seems that this mysterious mushroom is indeed an unexpected surprise."
Song Mu sighed, and now he released his mental power towards the surroundings. His mental power seemed to be more abundant than before, and Song Mu also showed joy on his face.
It only takes eight hours to have such a magical effect. No wonder this thing is so valued.
However, Bale once said that this thing would be useless in the Hanlin realm, and he didn't know how long his situation could last.
At that moment, Song Mu's figure disappeared from the library, and the next moment he appeared in a dense forest somewhere in this world.
Song Mu carefully buried the pottery pot in it, and finally released the confinement of the pottery pot. Strange ants climbed out of it and looked for food everywhere.
Song Mu looked at this scene, but he was thinking in his heart that this thing would be of good use for the human race to practice in the future.
As for now, I hope that after I go out, my mental power and writing power will change more.
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