The two half-saints made no secret of their love for Song Mu's articles and their expectations for Song Mu's future. After talking a lot, Song Mu could only hand over his hands with a look of shame on his face.
Fortunately, the two half-saints only said a few words, then looked at Song Mu again, and then Duqin said in a deep voice.
"Song Mu, let me ask you, did you create the scene outside the city?"
Song Mu paused and then nodded.
"After the junior entered the state, he just felt like he was wandering in the world. At that time, it seemed that great power was rippling in every move he made, so..."
Du Sheng nodded immediately, seeming to agree with this explanation.
"This is your first time to become a Saint. It is only because of the blessing of this poem and the vibration of the Wenxing that you have such power."
"Many of the monsters outside the city are contaminated with demonic causes. It is a coincidence that they were restrained by your Haoran Zhengqi."
When Song Mu heard this, his heart moved immediately and he asked about the situation outside the city.
Duqin just waved his hand.
"That's just a trick used by demons, but on a larger scale, so you don't need to keep it in mind."
Saying this, Du Sheng looked at Song Mu and then said with a smile.
"Song Mu, please remember the artistic conception in your poems. The fact that you can write such poems shows that you have an awe-inspiring and upright state of mind."
"On the road to literature, it is most difficult to maintain an honest original intention."
Du Sheng said this and glanced at Li Li next to him. Li Li also took a step forward, his eyes changed and he smiled slightly.
"If you hadn't written the song "The Sapphire Case", I would have definitely married into your Song family. But now, I will give you an identity."
With that said, Li Li stretched out his hand and threw a wooden sign to Song Mu. Song Mu hurriedly looked at it and saw that it was unremarkable. He could only hear Li Li's voice coming slowly.
"This is an order from our Shizong library. If you come to visit me in the future, you will see all the great works of my Li Shizong."
Li Li said this and looked at Duqin beside him with a smile.
"Wen Mian, what do you think of me doing this?"
Duqin just laughed loudly, and now Song Mu had another wooden sign in his hand.
"I, the Du Shi Sect, should be like this too!"
"Song Mu, please don't disappoint our high expectations!"
Song Mu Duan bowed and cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice.
"Junior, please remember, thank you saint for your cultivation!"
After the words fell, only a gust of wind was heard, the two people disappeared from the eyes, and the light in the sky streaked away.
Only Song Mu and Yan Fu were left at the scene. They looked at each other at this moment, but Yan Fu showed a bit of sigh on his face.
"That day when I saw you writing three words, I knew how extraordinary you were. No matter how you discussed the meaning of classics or poems, your heart was right and your writing was correct. Song Mu, you surprised me."
"In the future, when everyone in the world knows about these articles and poems you wrote, they will call you teacher."
Saying this, Yan Fu also took a step forward and said with emotion.
"But remember, guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Your literary path is still there."
Song Mu nodded heavily, and Yan Fu turned to leave. The area around the examination room fell into silence again, except for the Wenxing who was still shining beside Song Mu.
On the altar, a smaller literary star was flashing continuously. Song Mu raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see the edge of the high wall of the Gongyuan. At this moment, a ray of white light was shining.
A new day has finally arrived.
…
On the day of the eighth day, Song Mu was in the examination room, reflecting on the vast literary power in his body and exploring the strangeness of this literary star.
The ninth day arrived as scheduled. On this day, the entire examination was pushed to a climax. More literati wrote shocking poems and songs. Many students achieved enlightenment through this final accumulation, and in an instant, countless people were inspired.
The light and vision of the literary star.
But no matter what, the vision was never as good as the one caused by Song Mu.
The people gathered outside the Gongyuan were now in a state of terror. Countless people came here after hearing the news. They all talked about the scene yesterday, and even thought about how they could get the blessings of that kind of vision again.
However, news has already spread, and that is yesterday's vision, which will allow the people of Chang'an to completely avoid evil spirits. It is a vision that is more enlightening than the vision.
And this unprecedented vision has become the second named vision since the longevity vision.
A vision of righteousness.
Arousing great righteousness in the world, bringing blessings to all directions, and exorcising demons is another top-notch vision.
This undoubtedly makes many people's hearts tremble, especially those students whose expressions are surging. Such blessings will save them too many troubles in their future as literati.
Moreover, if they are a stable literary star, they will not easily become obsessed with it in the future. This will undoubtedly broaden their avenue of literary talent once again!
The students were very excited and wanted to know who had caused such visions. However, no Gongyuan official came forward to explain, so all kinds of speculations began to surge for a while.
Song Mu also became one of the people being discussed.
In the examination room, Song Mu was already sitting in the examination room, looking a little sleepy. After stabilizing his state yesterday, he played with Wenxing, but he was unable to completely tame Wenxing.
It was accustomed to Song Mu's use of force to connect it, but whenever Song Mu wanted to take it away from his side or put it in a box, it would fiercely resist.
In addition to being surrounded by Song Mu, he was caught in Song Mu's hands and held in his arms.
It's as if there is a strange follower, and he is rebellious and intimate at the same time.
Song Mu was extremely surprised at first, but now he sighed slightly and simply gave up. From now on, he will slowly explore and find a way.
Otherwise, a literary star shining so ostentatiously beside you will definitely cause unnecessary trouble for yourself.
Thinking of this, Song Mu immediately got up and packed up the things in the examination room, because the smell from the toilet was now entering his nose again, and burning incense was useless.
I can't stay in this shit house any longer.
A few days ago, everything was fine because of the snow and wind, but yesterday my vision swept away the wind and snow, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and the smell in the toilet immediately rose to the sky.
I have heard the students in several exam rooms around me retching many times.
Song Mu grinned, quickly packed his things, and said hello to the soldiers outside the door.
The soldier immediately came forward. When he learned that Song Mu was going to hand in the papers, he called the clerk. The clerk hurriedly collected the papers, and the soldier took Song Mu to a courtyard at the north gate.
When Song Mu arrived here, there were only a few scattered people here, and most of them were sitting around with swollen faces.
They didn't want to talk to anyone, they just ate in silence and seemed to be thinking about something.
Song Mu also passed by and found a comfortable seat to sit down. He took a piece of pastry and sipped it slowly with tea.
It was already afternoon, and more and more people gathered at the scene. Song Mu was eating next to him, and someone walked up to him.
"Song Jieyuan, I didn't expect you to come out so quickly."
Song Mu looked up and saw that it was Wan Zaifeng. His eyes were bloodshot at this moment, but the expression on his face was suddenly one of surprise.
Then he suddenly pointed at Song Mu and then at the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Song, why are there ink stains on the corners of your mouth?"
When Song Mu heard this, he quickly stretched out his hand to wipe it, only to find that his fingers were stained with ink. He suddenly realized it and laughed.
"Thank you. The inkstone froze yesterday when I was writing an article. I was anxious, so..."
Wan Zaifeng also understood what he said, and now he raised his hands towards Song Mu and said with admiration.
"Song Jieyuan, I admire you."
Song Mu looked surprised, wondering why the people who just passed by looked at him slightly differently.
And looking at it this way, with the saint in front of me yesterday, I looked like...
Song Mu pursed his lips, but at this moment he heard several people talking next to him.
"Do you know about the vision yesterday?"
"Of course I remember. Those scenes were shocking. What happened?"
"My position was very close. I saw two streams of light coming from the sky, which were coming to that examination room. Maybe it was the arrival of the saint."
"The saint has arrived, hiss, is that vision already so terrifying?"
"No, I see, there are shocking phenomena happening everywhere this time. Who is the Huiyuan this time? I'm afraid it's a little interesting."
"It's true what you said. I've seen several visions before. The moves I'm going to try this time are all of extraordinary strength."
Several people were talking at the moment, and their words were full of speculations about the candidates for this meeting. During this period, someone talked about Song Mu, but it immediately caused others to argue loudly.
Song Mu was sitting next to him eating, but he didn't say anything, but Wan Zaifeng, who was sitting next to him, immediately made an argument.
"Everyone, I have a different opinion. I am very optimistic about Song Jieyuan."
As he said that, he looked at Song Mu. As for Song Mu becoming a fellow Jinshi in the second game, Wan Zaifeng felt that Song Mu would reach the top in one step this time.
When those people heard this, they immediately argued with Wan Zaifeng and came up with their own excuses.
Wan Zaifeng stood up directly and said in a deep voice.
"No matter what you say, it doesn't matter. In the last scene, thirteen literary stars came out from the altar and landed in the test room beside me."
"In that Kao Sheli, it's Song Mu and Song Jie Yuan."
When Wan Zaifeng said this, several people suddenly felt like they had something stuck in their throats. Everyone looked surprised at the moment, and some people came up to ask for details.
Wan Zaifeng glanced at Song Mu and just said with a smile.
"Don't ask me, don't ask me what's going on. We will naturally find out when the time comes. However, I think you can use another incident to confirm all this."
"Oh? I wonder what brother is talking about?"
Wan Zaifeng finished eating the pastry in his hand and said in a deep voice.
"The exam will be over soon. When the time comes, the talented person will be chosen to prove the interpretation of the holy book."
"Let's see who it is."
Wan Zaifeng said this, but Song Mu was stunned at the moment. In this sacred book, is there any other link to select talented people to prove it?
While Song Mu was thinking, a bell finally rang in the Gongyuan, and the long sound came slowly the next moment.
"After the Bingxu subject examination, the talented scholar stopped writing and collected the papers!"
The next moment, bursts of cheers could be heard from the examination room not far away. Even the people here at Song Mu were in no mood to discuss it anymore, and all of them looked excited at the moment.
We stayed in this tribute courtyard for nine full days, during which time everyone experienced wind, frost, rain and snow. It was the time when everyone was concentrating their efforts and just waiting to go out.