Entering the White Jade Scroll again, Song Mu hoped to take a further step in it, but time could not wait. The lack of strength made Song Mu feel even more dangerous.
Nowadays, there are thousands of books in my belly, but understanding the secret of heaven is really difficult and cannot be achieved overnight.
On the way to enlightenment, decades are like an instant. This is a dilemma that all strong humans must face, but here in Song Mu, there is a solution.
On the day when the strange demon soldiers were released, Ji Zezhu told Song Mu about the situation in this scroll.
After years of recuperation and Jie Zezhu's continuous integration of the Tianxing Core, Jie Zezhu now has strong control over the Tianxing Core.
And this includes the flow rate of time.
Once turned on, the time flow rate within the scroll will be one-tenth or even one percent of that in the real world.
And when it is fully activated, it will be measured in hundreds of years.
Perhaps the human world is only a few years old, but centuries have already changed in the scroll.
This was a complete surprise, and it was also the key point supporting Song Mu's decision to come to retreat like this.
"Since your Excellency has made up your mind, don't forget the day of success and show me the secrets of the Nine Heavens."
Ji Zezhu left Song Mu's shoulder and slowly transformed into a human form. As the figure spread, the ethereal figure continued to rise.
Song Mu nodded silently, as firmly as before.
Both of them were speechless, but saw the red light suddenly flashing out from the figure of Ji Zezhu.
A dazzling red light suddenly swept across the sky and earth, passing through the mountains, forests and fields. People working in the valley in the distance also saw this flash of red light, and were extremely surprised for a while.
But before they could exclaim, they suddenly saw the sun in the sky shaking suddenly at this moment. The sun that was emitting orange light suddenly had blue rays of light rippling out at this moment.
"This is a celestial phenomenon!"
"This is the immortal showing off his power!"
The people in the Peach Blossom Spring screamed in surprise, only to see the blue light emitted by the sun in the sky rumble through the sky, and then seemed to spread to the entire world.
After a brief buzzing sound, the light dissipated, and everything seemed to return to calm.
Seeing the world suddenly quieting down, everyone looked surprised, but when they looked around, they couldn't see any changes.
I don’t know who made the first move. The next moment everyone fell down and kowtowed devoutly.
Song Mu, who was on the distant mountains, looked calm when he saw such luck. He looked at the Jieze Pearl that had turned into a golden crow again, and gently held it in his hand.
The so-called glimpse of the secrets of the Nine Heavens is the exchange condition between Song Mu and Jie Zezhu for opening this secret realm of time.
On the cliff of nothingness lies the real secret of heaven and earth. This is a place that should have been explored more than ten years ago, but it was still not possible because of the Dragon God's accident.
This was a promise that Song Mu should have fulfilled long ago, and making conditions now was Ji Zezhu's expectation for Song Mu and Song Mu's confidence.
Holding the book tightly in his hand, Song Mu turned around and came to the mountain hut.
The place is shaded by trees and quiet. Sitting under the shadow of the trees, Song Mu placed the book on the stone eucalyptus.
The handwriting on the book was clear, but Song Mu didn't reach out to read it for a long time.
A moment later, Song Mu's hand moved, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were laid out. Song Mu picked up the ink stick and murmured to himself while grinding the ink.
"Senior, I dare to take advantage of my late life to get a glimpse of the words of sages."
During this practice, Song Mu's true reliance was mostly on this sacred book.
The golden pages that were difficult to discern were still in front of him. The unexplorable mystery made Song Mu revere him, but he also relied on it even more.
Accustomed to seeing thousands of changes in forces between heaven and earth, the simple principles described by Zhang Sheng, like the great road to simplicity, directly touch the state of mind.
The ink stick in his hand was slowly put down, but Song Mu's eyes moved away from the book. The next moment, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, Song Mu sat upright, but suddenly closed his eyes.
Suddenly, birds chirped in the mountain stream, a breeze blew across his face, and mottled light and shadow fell on Song Mu, slowly moving until the sun and moon alternated.
This lasted for several days. When a dead leaf fell, Song Mu suddenly opened his eyes, and a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Song Mu stretched out his hand, the brush
It immediately fell into Song Mu's hands. At this moment, he dipped in ink and picked up his pen. Song Mu lifted up his sleeves and dropped a line of small words on the paper paved with stone eucalyptus.
I have feelings after reading the books of sages.
These few words were ordinary, but when Song Mu started writing them at this moment, there was an extremely sharp momentum coming out.
The article Song Mu wants to write today is actually about discussing the books written by the sages.
There are thousands of sages in ancient times, and the Confucian and Taoist masters shine like stars, and the books they wrote are as vast as a sea of smoke. Only then can Confucianism and Taoism prosper today.
But at this moment, Song Mu wanted to write down this feeling of reading the book.
Not to mention the grand ambition of this time, the title of this book already shows that this book of saints and sages in the world has already been installed in Song Mu's mind.
Only in this way can I dare to leave ink and comment on the books of saints and sages.
Song Mu dared to take this title because he was confident, and he wanted to write such a shocking article because he wanted to explore the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism.
Regardless of whether he wrote "Every Man Has Responsibility" or "Hengqu Four Sentences" when he was young, or when he was enlightened in middle age, he dared to express the Tao in words, what Song Mu said today is to find out, try and use this power to get a glimpse of the secret of heaven.
Song Mu was writing quickly at this moment, as if he already had a draft in his mind, and he was ready to write it out at this moment.
"In the past, the Sui people created China with fire, and civilization has been passed down for thousands of years. Cangjie created the characters to open up the sky, and later they were endorsed by oracle bones. There are hundreds of schools of thought. Today, Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous, and thousands of articles have been written in the world..."
"I thought that all the beautiful chapters in the world were written by two characters from beginning to end..."
The pen and ink in Song Mu's hand were revealed, but at this moment, he suddenly paused.
The next moment, Song Mu looked serious again and continued to write.
"Seeking knowledge."
As soon as the two words were written, a huge power suddenly rippled above the white-lettered article. At this moment, a strong wind swept through, and it seemed that it was about to cause changes.
But Song Mu was immersed in it, and the pen and ink in his hand fell even faster at this moment.
More black words slowly appeared on the white paper, and on top of this, more power bloomed.
The article Song Mu was writing at this moment seemed to be outlining all the things he had learned over the years, and in it, some different changes began to appear.
At this moment, Song Mu continued to write.
"Therefore, I believe that this book of sages and sages in the world is based on the inquiring heart of the people of the world, who understand the myriad ways and seek knowledge, regardless of the creation of heaven and earth, all living things, and their own nature..."
"Because I want to know, I do some research, I know it through personal experience, and then I pass it on to future generations..."
This sentence falls again, but its power is revealed.
Outside the hut, the power of heaven gathered for a moment, and a strong wind swept across it, bringing about a shocking vision.
In the real world that Song Mu could not see, among the countless libraries in the world, so many books written by sages were flashing with light at this moment, which was even more shocking.
"What exactly is going on?"
It was unbelievable for someone to see such a situation, and the students around them all looked at each other. An old man hurriedly stepped forward and looked at the shaking books on the bookshelf, his eyes widened for a moment.
"Here, these books are all written by sages of ancient and modern times."
As the old man said this, he suddenly moved forward. After taking a closer look, he said in surprise.
"Could it be said that someone wrote an article that caused the world's sages to vibrate?"
"This is impossible. The Tao described in these books is all-encompassing. How is this possible?"
The old man said so seriously, but he denied his own explanation. After struggling like this for a moment, he suddenly raised his head.
At this moment, the books that were shaking on the bookshelf suddenly returned to calm at this moment.
The flickering light above also disappeared at this moment, and the surroundings became extremely quiet for a while.
This situation shocked everyone, and the old man was also extremely confused.
"Is this just a coincidence?"
Song Mu, who was in the white jade scroll, looked at the large ball of ink dripping from the brush in his hand, and suddenly laughed indifferently. At this moment, he slowly put down the brush, and then raised his hand towards the sky.
"I am so arrogant. To generalize like this is not to make the world's sages and saints feel ashamed."
As Song Mu said this, he saw that half of the article on the stone table was still shining with golden light, but Song Mu suddenly used his writing power to put the holy book in his hands again.
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Chapter 838 The remaining text of the book
