The powerful coercion that Song Mu suddenly showed made everyone in Ci Zong extremely shocked, but what Song Mu wanted to do made everyone feel a little uneasy.
After all, Song Mu had just returned and was about to do such a thing, and he was still facing the biggest threat to the human race today.
Although the East China Sea Demon Clan has been dormant in the sea, peeping at the battle between the human race and the demon barbarians, but now that the human race is weak and many demons are rising together, the East China Sea Demon Clan naturally has some ideas.
The world is in turmoil, and literati like the Song Ci Sect can naturally feel it. Even now, people in the world are talking about the danger of the world.
But everyone knows that the current situation is not good for the human race. Although they feel a sense of survival, they dare not make a big move.
In the past, the Song Ci Sect had no leader, and the imperial court did not make any plans to fight to the death. The Song Ci Sect only held back some of its strength, but the Ci Sect's reputation was still spread on the battlefield.
But now that Song Mu spoke as the leader of the clan, and pointed the finger directly at the East China Sea Monster Clan, this couldn't help but make everyone feel a little more disturbed.
No one dares to question Song Mu as the sect leader, regardless of his identity or his unfathomable strength.
It was a meeting, but more like an announcement, and everyone briefly left with confusion.
"Sect Master, I don't think this is just for personal revenge, right?"
In the courtyard deep inside the sect, Yan Fu was sitting at the table, holding a teacup in his hand, and suddenly said something joking.
Song Mu was also sitting next to him, his eyes slightly lowered at this moment. When he heard Yan Fu's words, he immediately raised his eyes to look at him.
"After all, this matter is too sudden. I still feel that something is wrong."
Although Yan Fu was the Supreme Elder of the Song Ci Sect, despite his superior status, he also indispensably worked hard for the development of the Song Ci Sect.
All the transcendent poets in the world are famous for their great Confucianism. Without great Confucianism, their status would fall instantly.
The Song Ci Sect was established in the world's attention, but some people criticized it behind the scenes because it was single-handedly recommended by the imperial court. The emergence of Yan Fu solidified the foundation for the Song Ci Sect.
Over the years, the Song Ci Sect has not only developed steadily, but has also become a majestic sect in the literary dynasty. During this period, Yan Fu was indispensable. Now that Song Mu has returned to enlightenment, the Song Ci Sect has two great Confucians, which is already indispensable. The shaking transcendental sect.
Before he could experience such joy for a moment, Song Mu would use the power of his sect to start a war that seemed to have no chance of winning.
"What the sect leader said today, I think that many elders in the sect are worried about their worries at this moment."
Song Mu saw some uncertainty on Yan Fu's face and said in a deep voice at this moment.
"Mr. Yan, what do you think is wrong with this?"
Yan Fu was holding the tea cup, shaking his head slightly at this moment, and said.
"It's not easy for the Song Ci Sect to have the foundation it has today. With so much effort...I am naturally a little worried."
"Although it is an appointment with His Majesty, this battle is bound to be dangerous, so I have some plans in mind."
"At least the foundation of the sect must not be excessively damaged by this."
Yan Fu used to be an important minister of the imperial court, so he was naturally obedient to the imperial court's plans, but now as an elder of the Ci sect, and seeing the world's best Ci sect prospering, he naturally felt unbearable.
These words were said in a tactful way, just to ask Song Mu to leave some trump cards, so that both in public and private matters, it would have a good ending.
Song Mu was naturally aware of Yan Fu's concerns, and now he told all the things he had said to Li Mo'er before returning.
Yan Fu couldn't help but pause when he heard that Song Mu was planning to take advantage of this opportunity to search for the fragment of the star that fell into the sea.
"This matter..."
Yan Fu was thinking about the method at the moment, but Song Mu had already opened his mouth.
"Old Yan, I wonder how strong you are now?"
Song Mu suddenly said this, and Yan Fu put down the tea cup in his hand, and then just sighed and said.
"On the road to Confucianism and Taoism, the steps are like a ladder to heaven. Now, I am only a little more diligent."
"Then this thing should be of some use."
As Song Mu said this, he turned his palm over and the next moment a box fell on the stone table.
Song Mu signaled Yan Fu to open the box. When the lid of the box was pushed open, a familiar force suddenly surged out, but Yan Fu suddenly looked at Song Mu.
Inside the box are several silver-gray stones the size of a pinky finger. They may seem ordinary, but they have ferocious power to wash them out.
Yan Fu stared at Song Mu at this moment and said with some disbelief.
"There are so many pieces of heavenly stars?"
In the box are some fragments of heavenly stars that Song Mu and Ji Zezhu had acquired from traveling around the world over the years. Although the quality levels are uneven, they are still rare treasures in the world.
You must know that any of these inconspicuous things can even be used as the cornerstone of a literati to establish a sect.
But at this moment, Song Mu just took out a lot of it, and Yan Fu felt that all his hard work that had been silent for a long time was suddenly stirred up.
Song Mu, however, still looked calm and composed. At this moment, he just looked at Yan Fu and said.
"Old Yan, I know this action is puzzling, but it is definitely not a way to die."
"The Song Ci School is the wish of our ancestors. I will not destroy my foundation just because of this. These things are what I rely on."
"The sect now has many elders and disciples, and the sect's stars will definitely not be satisfied. These are the rewards I give."
Yan Fu was suddenly shocked when he heard this. This was no longer a big deal, but Yan Fu could predict that with the blessing of so many sky star fragments, whether it was to cultivate tourmaline or directly use it for practice, the sect elders and Genius disciples will all make rapid progress.
And if the elders of the sect know that this expedition is used as a reward, the doubts in their hearts will definitely disappear.
This originally made Yan Fu depressed, but it was completely resolved by this box of Sky Star fragments in an instant.
Song Mu also saw that Yan Fu's expression softened slightly, but he looked directly at him and continued.
"Old Yan, you will make all arrangements for these things. I only want to say one thing."
"You will not participate in this war, and you are absolutely not allowed to participate."
Yan Fu was a little confused, but Song Mu's eyes were extremely firm, and he just said lightly at the moment.
"Ci Zong of the Song Dynasty, Mr. Yan, you have done enough. Even if this matter is for me to settle my personal grudges or to restore the Wen Dynasty, no matter what, you are not allowed to participate in this matter."
"The Song Ci Sect ultimately needs a great Confucian to take charge."
Song Mu's words were loud and clear. Yan Fu wanted to speak after hearing these words, but Song Mu just said.
"This battle may still last for half a month, but I have to rely on Mr. Yan to help me arrange the arrangements during the period."
"Let me know when the time comes and I will join the sect."
Song Mu raised his hand towards Yan Fu, but Yan Fu heard a different meaning and asked quickly.
"What does the sect master mean by this? Are you going to travel far away again?"
The battle was about to begin, but Song Mu wanted to take the first step, which puzzled Yan Fu. However, he saw that Song Mu just nodded and remained silent for a moment, and then just handed over his hand.
After chatting for a while, Song Mu was the only one left in the courtyard.
At this time, a fire light flashed, and a fiery red figure appeared on the stone table. Ji Zezhu, who turned into a golden crow, looked at Song Mu and said.
"You promised to give me the stars that I have been searching for all these years, but you gave them away like this."
Song Mu looked at Ji Zezhu and said softly.
"If it succeeds this time, these are just a drop in the bucket for you."
Ji Zezhu remained silent, just looked at Song Mu and said.
"Then the matter must not be that simple. Whether there is anything in that place remains to be seen."
"As long as I'm close to a hundred miles, I can detect something."
"But we can't expose our aura. The old Dragon King is very familiar with your aura and mine."
There was a bit of uncertainty in Ji Zezhu's tone, and even a bit of anxiety about this matter.
Song Mu just nodded and looked at the sky.
"Now that things are settled, I don't know how Donghai will behave in this fight."
Song Mu stood up immediately, and the Jieze Pearl turned into a ray of fire and fell on Song Mu. The next moment, their figures suddenly disappeared, leaving only the tea with a long and fragrant fragrance floating on the stone table.
...(End of chapter)
