Just when Song Mu asked Tian Qiandui if he could re-forge Nachuanze for him, the voice of the Jieze Pearl in the white jade scroll came.
He said that if Song and Mu had any weapons forged in the future, they could be smelted and manufactured by them.
"I wonder if what you said about being able to forge civil soldiers is true?"
Song Mu carefully asked Jie Zezhu in his heart, and Jie Zezhu in the white jade scroll responded calmly.
"My flame can melt all the materials in the world, and it can also be used to condense shapes at will, it depends on how you think about it."
Song Mu was silent for a moment. The other party said that his control over flames was subtle. As long as the materials were of a certain grade, he could forge anything.
It was just that he had never used it before, so he wanted Song Mu to give him some materials to try. This was the reason why Song Mu finally chose Tian Qian Forging to forge Kawaze for himself.
But listening to the other party's words at this moment, Song Mu had some different thoughts in his heart.
"Then how long does it take for your Excellency to forge a weapon?"
Najie Zezhu pondered for a moment before speaking.
"If the carapace of the Demon Emperor I killed that day was smelted and forged, it would take three days to obtain it."
Song Mu also raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Jie Zezhu would not tell lies about this, but Song Mu still frowned slightly.
After pondering for a moment, Song Mu finally asked.
"You serve me as a civil servant like this, what do you need me to do?"
Song Mu and Ji Zezhu were not friends, but had a mutually beneficial relationship. Song Mu did not believe that he was just forging it for himself with good intentions, so he asked this question.
After hearing this, Ji Zezhu seemed to pause, and then spoke to Song Mu.
"I want to continue to get fragments of the sky star, any fragments of the sky star."
Song Mu suddenly paused when he heard this, but immediately sneered.
"Don't you think that these remarks are really fanciful? How rare is the fragment of the sky star? How can I find the new fragment of the sky star? Furthermore, forging a civilian soldier is not as good as a fragment of the sky star. ?”
Song Mu asked such a question and expressed his disdain, but Jie Zezhu continued.
"But I know where the pieces are."
As soon as these words came out, Song Mu paused for a moment, and a look of shock appeared on his face at this moment, but he still pretended to be calm and said.
"These fragments you are talking about belong to the various poetry sects of the human race?"
"Those are too small. Only the big one in the north is useful. I'm talking about the stars in other places that haven't been triggered by you yet."
"I have a feeling that if I get new pieces of the sky star, I will be able to remember more things, and maybe I will be able to know the promised land."
As soon as these words came out, Song Mu could no longer suppress the look of shock on his face. He stood blankly for a moment, took a long breath and said.
"Then what do I do?"
"If such a thing were to be in such an extremely dangerous situation, I would not go there no matter what."
"Take your time. Of course, as an agreement, you can give me part of the demon emperor's carapace first, and I will train a weapon for you first."
Song Mu hesitated slightly when he heard this, but immediately nodded, and then threw a piece of carapace from the tourmaline into the alien space.
"Wait for my news. If there is a star within a hundred miles of you, I will tell you. Then you can decide whether to go or not."
After Ji Zezhu said this, he immediately calmed down, while Song Mu stood on the same spot, waving away the strange world and looking a little pensive.
What Ji Zezhu told him like this dispelled the worries in his heart. However, such a thing was incredible, but Song Mu didn't know whether it was good or bad. Being able to sense the existence of the Tianxing fragments, Ji Zezhu Zhu's methods are already incredible.
This couldn't help but make Song Mu's heart beat even more. In this way, the pieces of the sky star that countless people, monsters and barbarians longed for today were at least within easy reach for him.
Suddenly receiving such news, Song Mu was a little confused about it. After calming down for a while, he turned around and went home again.
As soon as Song Mu returned to Guzhai, he saw many carriages in front of the Guzhai, and many students gathered around. When they saw Song Mu coming, they all gathered around.
"Song Zhuangyuan, I'll wait..."
The students who suddenly gathered around immediately began to introduce themselves, but soon someone among them said something.
"The number one scholar in the Song Dynasty, there was a debate in Jinling City a few months ago. They said that the number one scholar's practical theory distorted Confucianism. I wonder what the number one scholar thinks?"
"Would the number one scholar be willing to debate with all the Confucian masters and discuss the continuation of Confucianism and Taoism?"
A group of students were saying this one after another at this moment, with different expressions on their faces, but they all encouraged Song Mu and seemed to want him to participate in the debate.
Song Mu just listened to Gu Chengxiu's advice yesterday, so he naturally handed over to everyone, and then found an excuse to go to Gu's house.
Entering the Gu house, Song Mu saw the courtyard full of gifts. Several old men were sitting among them, gathering around Mr. Gu to drink tea. When Song Mu came in, they all stood up and handed over their hands.
Song Mu heard that he was a scholar who debated the rights and wrongs of Confucianism and Taoism in those days. At this moment, he couldn't help but frown slightly and bowed his hands to everyone.
Among these people, although they communicated calmly with Song Mu, most of their words were inseparable from Song Mu's Xuanyuan Academy and Song Mu's achievements over the years.
The words were not filled with admiration or envy, but with a hint of provocation.
Song Mu still sent the few people away harmoniously, and met a group of dignitaries, all of whom came to congratulate Song Mu on his status as a great scholar.
Song Mu was very tired all day long, and Gu Chengxiu also talked to Song Mu.
"Now it seems that Jinling City is not a place to stay for a long time."
Song Mu also nodded, and immediately planned to visit Huai Tong, but he really didn't want to disturb the muddy waters.
Soon Song Mu received a letter from Song Huaitong. Now Song Huaitong was an official in Yingzhou, Huainan Road, but here he was in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. Song Mu's trip was quite the opposite, but after all, it was important to visit Mount Tai, so Song Mu After receiving the letter, we planned to set off.
However, Song Mu was not in a hurry to go west. This time he went to Zhongzhou again, visited some Confucian scholars he had known in the past, and went to the Du Shi Sect before heading towards Yingzhou.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Song Huaitong worked as a local water transport envoy in Yingzhou and was promoted to Tixue not long ago. He has already made such achievements at such a young age. At least in the eyes of others, he must have a bright future.
But whether there is the factor of Song Mu, a bachelor's father, is also a matter of speculation.
However, Song Mu didn't care about this. He was just here to visit relatives. After all, he hadn't seen his children at home for ten years. Song Mu, as a father, also wanted to see what his children looked like now.
After traveling all the way, Song Mu's family finally arrived at the boundary of Huangzhou.
It was the golden autumn season. Along the way from north to south, there were mountains and forests here, but also vast fields. In early autumn, the rice fields were golden under the bright sun, and the wind blew from the mountains, bringing with it the aroma of rice.
Song Mu couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the people harvesting rice in the fields and the scene of a bumper harvest everywhere.
"This year looks like another good harvest year."
Song Mu murmured at the moment, but Gu Qingqing had no time to listen to Song Mu's words. This time she also lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked ahead, asking from time to time how long it would take for Song Mu to arrive.
Aizi was an official in a foreign country, and he only visited him once during Gu Qingqing's reign. In this way, it had been several years since he had seen Song Huaitong. At this moment, his face could not help but look a little hopeful.
And soon Song Mu and others finally saw a city revealed on the flat field.
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