Song Mu did not write a new poem here, but this "Reminiscence of the Past in a Chaotic Night" is perfect for this Shiyang City.
Back then, when Song Mu was born as a child, he confessed that he couldn't wait for the time to come. The words fell in shock, causing the heaven and earth to shake. But today, Song Mu came here after completing his work, and when the words came out again, what he wrote was the last line.
Who is to ask, there is nothing you can do if you are not wise enough to be wise?
When a wise man returns, he asks himself this question, and what he hopes for is a more far-reaching goal.
At the foot of Shiyang County, the power brought by Song Mu's fallen Confucian articles continued to surge. Countless people in Shiyang County raised their heads and looked at the north city wall, with unconscious expressions of excitement on their faces.
"This Shiyang County town, which relies on the Ci Sect, can produce two great Confucian articles."
"From now on, there will be more talents here."
The people were marveling at the brilliant light on the city wall, but Song Mu had already rejected the county magistrate's invitation to a banquet, and then suddenly rose into the sky and headed towards the mountains outside the county town.
On those mountains stood the first Ci sect of the Wen Dynasty, and it was now a huge sect that was most majestic in the world.
"Sect Master, it has been more than ten years since we last saw each other again."
"Today's Song Ci sect is truly changing with each passing day."
Yan Fu beside him has also followed, two colorful ribbons spanning the sky, gorgeous and colorful.
Behind the two of them, the sect disciples who had greeted Song Mu in Shiyang County were also using their strength to keep up. At this dusk, the scene of hunting in clothes was unavoidable and made people marvel.
Song Mu also raised his head and looked around carefully at this moment. He had not seen the sect in more than ten years. Song Mu was deeply attracted by the scene in front of him.
Today's Song Ci Sect has shown a strong foundation in just a few decades of development.
Just looking around, there are golden-domed buildings in the surrounding mountains. This is the privilege granted to the Song Ci Sect by the Wen Dynasty, and it is also the difference between the Song Ci Sect and other sects.
Song Mu's figure was already close to the main hall. At this moment, the sound of bells suddenly sounded in the mountains, long and continuous.
When the bells rippled, many disciples appeared on each mountain peak. At this moment, they all raised their heads and looked around, and then stepped towards the main peak.
On the main peak, a lot of people have gathered at this moment. They are all looking at the two shocking waves coming from the sky, and everyone has excited expressions.
The brilliant light fell, Song Mu's footsteps slowly fell, and countless disciples dressed in white knelt down. At this moment, they all saluted Song Mu and shouted loudly.
"Congratulations to the sect master!"
The sound was so loud that it echoed all around and resounded throughout the entire mountain.
And further away, there are more disciples coming quickly towards the main hall.
The master of the sect has returned. The world-famous literary talent, the man who created this splendid Ci sect, Song Mu, never died, but returned with enlightenment.
The Song Ci sect has two great Confucians.
A thought suddenly came to all the disciples' minds. It was difficult for those top sects to have two great scholars.
And now the Song Ci Sect will take another step forward because of Song Mu's return.
Taking another step forward will already be the pinnacle.
This kind of sect will be prosperous for hundreds of years, and perhaps immortal for thousands of years.
Song Mu was standing in the crowd, his eyes scanning everyone around him, and his expression was quite surprised at this moment.
Because now, in front of us, there are nearly a hundred Jinshi level, more than ten Hanlin level, and three bachelors.
And there are countless talents and talents.
Song Mu had only seen this kind of scene in the Li Du Shi Sect back then.
Song Mu let out a deep breath and waved for everyone to stand up. Everyone looked excited. Song Mu looked at the people standing in front of him. Yan Fu next to him smiled and stroked his beard and introduced Song Mu.
"Sect Master, these are all Confucian scholars who were once famous in the town. They were originally obsessed with literature and did not want to be born in the world. Later, they agreed with the ideals of my Song Ci sect and came here to serve."
"Over the years, our sect has had quite a lot of contacts with various aristocratic families and poetry sects. According to the wishes of the sect leader, many disciples have come to serve in the sect. In addition, with these students coming from all over the world, our Song sect has accumulated literary power. There are more than 30,000 disciples."
When Yan Fu said these words, his tone was quite happy. After all, these 30,000 people are people who have accumulated literary power. In other words, 30,000 people are at the level of scholar and above. This is in the literary world. Chao is already a force that cannot be underestimated.
And all of this is related to the fact that Song Mu recruited disciples from aristocratic families, accepted many young men into the sect, founded a women's college and added more disciples. Under the influence of the Song family's Ci sect, it has achieved today's glory.
Song Mu also nodded when he heard this, and immediately raised his hands to the three bachelors in front of him. At this moment, he realized why these people looked so unfamiliar. At this time, Song Mu glanced at one of the middle-aged people, but felt that this person The facial features are a bit similar to his own, and the realm of this great scholar is also a little unstable. It seems that he has just broken through not long ago. When he was about to ask, the man took a step forward, raised his hand towards Song Mu and said.
"Sect Master, a certain named Song Can, with the courtesy name Guangming, used to cultivate in Fuzhou Prefecture. It seems that... he is also a member of my Song family lineage."
Song Mu also raised his eyebrows when he heard this. After a few words of conversation, he realized that the other party was actually a descendant of his ancestor Song Budi. Song Budi was born in Fuzhou. Although the descendants of the family were also in trouble, Song Can's generation was Quite an achievement.
"Perhaps it is because of my bloodline that I feel at ease every time I use the sect leader's poems. After reading through the sect leader's articles, I feel something in my heart. I am so lucky to take another step forward and enter the realm of a great scholar."
Song Can said this, and now he bowed his hands to Song Mu with utmost sincerity.
Song Mu quickly stepped forward to hold Song Can's hands, and then spoke.
"Brother Guangming, you and I are equals, we shouldn't be like this."
Song Can still persisted.
"I am not here to enjoy the favor of my clan. The clan leader is my master on the path to Taoism and deserves my respect."
Several people next to him also responded in this way. Song Mu could only accept this gift. When he saw the other party standing up, his heart moved. He turned his right hand and a piece of paper appeared in his hand. He handed it to Song Can in front of him.
"This is what I found in a small fishing village when I first entered the realm of scholar. It was a poem written by this ancestor."
"On that day, I relied on this poem from my ancestor to kill the demon in a thrilling manner. Since you are of his descendant's blood, I should give this to you."
Song Can was very excited when he heard this. He took the poem with both hands and couldn't wait to read it.
At this time, a loud voice suddenly sounded next to him.
"Master! Ahem... Sect Master, congratulations to Sect Master on your return."
When Song Mu heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked at a figure in the crowd coming towards him. With a slight smile on his face, he spoke.
"Your Highness, I haven't seen you for many years."
The person who came was none other than Li Dong, who was over fifty years old and had gone through many changes.
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(End of chapter)
