What came out of Song Mu's mouth was a number that was enough to make Tan Wei stunned.
Tan Weiyi was mentally prepared for this rising star of the Song Ci sect, but when he actually heard a string of numbers, Tan Weiyi stood stunned on the spot.
The Song Ci Sect has actually gathered the foundation of such a large sect in such a short period of time.
With so many powerful literati, the Song Ci Ci Sect is probably only a hair away from the Li and Du Poetry Sect in terms of strength and foundation.
For a while, Tan Weiyi was unable to calm down. He even took a deep breath to suppress the shock, looked at Song Mu again, and spoke.
"Brother Song, these sect disciples you mentioned, can I call them all?"
After hearing this, Song Mu acted very calmly. At this moment, he stretched out his hand to signal Tan Wei to sit down again, looked up and said to him.
"That's right, all the disciples of the Song Ci Sect can be used by Brother Tan and contribute their own strength to the frontier army of the Wen Dynasty."
Tan Wei was silent for a while, but Song Mu continued.
"But what is the situation of these disciples? Song will say one more thing."
"Among the disciples of our sect, nine out of ten who are above the realm of scholar possess the power of telepathy."
"And in the realm of childhood, everyone has the power of mind."
An astonishing statement. Tan Wei was suddenly startled when he heard this. He suddenly stood up again and said with a face full of shock.
"What? Tongsheng? Tongsheng also has telepathy?"
"How can this be?"
Tan Weiyi almost shouted out the doubts in his heart. This was really too shocking. Tan Weiyi knew what the power of telepathy was.
This kind of power gives literati more to rely on in the realm of strength, and they also have more means and chances of winning in battles.
The literati who come and go with the power of telepathy are mostly selected from among the thousands of talented people. When the power of telepathy is used in poetry, the visions brought about are also more powerful than those of ordinary literati.
But everyone in the Song Ci sect has this kind of rare and unattainable mental power, and those people are just children without any literary ability!
Tan Wei suddenly felt that the Song Poetry Sect was covered with a mysterious veil. If this was true, within a few years, even the Li and Du Poetry Sect might not be able to compare...
But immediately, Tan Weiyi's heart became uncontrollably excited. If such a sect's power could be placed at his disposal, it would definitely bring about very different changes to the battlefield.
Song Mu acted calmly at the moment. He took a sip of tea, asked Tan Wei to sit down, and continued with a smile.
"So, I wonder if Brother Tan can make good use of the power of my sect?"
Tan Wei swallowed his saliva, looked at Song Mu, and then glanced at Yan Fu next to him. At this moment, he saw that both of them were smiling, and they seemed to be quite proud of this matter.
After a moment, Tan Weiyi's face showed a solemn look, and he bowed his hands respectfully towards Song Mu.
"Brother Song, for such a great power, I, Tan, would like to express my gratitude in advance on behalf of my frontier soldiers and the common people of the Wen Dynasty!"
Song Mu also handed over his hand, and then talked about the future arrangements of these disciples. Tan Wei was already satisfied with the trip, and when he got up to leave, he felt even more relaxed.
Even the worry between his brows was reduced a lot at this moment.
After saying goodbye to Song Mu, Tan Weiyi followed Yan Fu and walked outside again. On the way, Tan Weiyi couldn't help but asked Yan Fu.
"Yan Daru, I wonder what kind of monster the Song leader was injured by?"
Yan Fu lowered his eyes slightly at this moment, looked at Tan Weiyi, and said calmly.
"Sect Master Song was injured by the Dragon God."
Tan Wei's eyes suddenly widened, and now he understood the danger involved. He even remembered that Yan Fu asked him to swear an oath before, and he nodded heavily.
Song Mu's anonymity and his refusal to reveal his identity in front of the world were obviously closely related to the threat of the Dragon God.
The news that Song Mu is still alive may itself be a trigger, and Rong has to take it seriously.
As soon as Tan Wei boarded the spaceship again, he kept this secret deep in his heart and left with a sigh of relief.
At the same time, in Song Mu's courtyard, Song Mu was sitting and continuing to drink tea. Next to him, Li Dong, who was already middle-aged, was drinking tea and talking to Song Mu while holding a book.
"Master, now Xuanyuan Academy has been expanded again. It has branches in Jinling, Lin'an and Chang'an. This year it has recruited more than 7,000 students, more than half of whom are scholars."
"There are over a thousand students taking the exams in our college this year. One of them has been awarded the title of Yuan. There are more than 600 outstanding students. Half of them have entered the academy to continue their studies, and the rest have entered sects, official schools, etc. There are hundreds of them."
"The Women's College has admitted five hundred students this year, and most of them are the daughters of wealthy businessmen. There is still criticism among the people, and Elder Du himself has not been able to appease them."
Li Dong took the recent statistics and reported them to Song Mu one by one. Song Mu listened carefully to the contents and nodded from time to time.
But Song Mu, who was drinking tea at this moment, was looking at something on the stone table.
It was a crossbow, much like a standard crossbow, but this crossbow was engraved with various detailed patterns.
These patterns are flowing and flashing, and they also shine with different colors under the sunlight.
The next moment, Song Mu took it into his hand, and a burst of power suddenly surged out of his hand.
The next moment, the power of thought wrapped around the crossbow, and the patterns on it began to shine under the surge of thought power.
As the patterns flashed, light condensed in the original arrow trough. The next moment, it converged into a bright arrow, and then suddenly shot out.
The light arrow quickly rushed into the ground next to it, directly lifting the floor tiles and making a large hole in the soil. The power was amazing.
And when Li Dong looked at this scene, he also looked thoughtful at the moment.
This is a weapon that uses telekinesis that the Xuanyuan Academy's Skills Class spent more than ten years painstakingly researching.
This kind of weapon is now regarded as the standard equipment for disciples in the Song Ci Sect, especially for Tong Sheng disciples, it is a powerful weapon.
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And the power of each blow is comparable to a scholar's blow.
Seeing this situation, Song Mu nodded slightly, put down his crossbow, looked up at Li Dong, and said.
"His Highness said he didn't want me to give this thing away. What are the concerns?"
"Master, this thing is not trivial. It is powerful and can be regarded as a sharp weapon for my sect. If Master really wants to take it out, there is nothing wrong with it, but I don't think it needs to be this latest version..."
"Furthermore, this thing needs to be activated by the power of mind. There are very few people in the world who have the power of mind. Those who have the power of mind are all talented people, but it seems a bit useless."
Song Mu nodded slightly when he heard this.
"I understand what Your Highness means. After all, this thing needs to be used by people with telekinesis, but there are not that many people in this world."
"Oh, but the world can't wait that long anymore."
Song Mu suddenly sighed, his eyes fell on the crossbow again, and he murmured something to Li Dong.
"When I went to the provincial examination, my master said with emotion, if everyone in the world can protect themselves, our human race will be as strong as before the fall of the stars."
"Now this thing is right in front of us."
Li Dong paused and lowered his eyes slightly at this moment, but immediately, he suddenly realized the other meaning of Song Mu's words.
"Master, what you mean is..."
"But that is the telepathy method of Master's ancestors."
Li Dong suddenly said eagerly, but when his eyes met Song Mu's, he paused again.
"Your Highness, you should actually hope that this method will benefit the common people."
Li Dong paused again, and this time became even more silent, while Song Mu continued.
"I don't think it's inappropriate to give out the treasures that our ancestors left for our Song family in such a generous manner."
"I have also said that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. In today's world and in the world in the future, if the people just follow the crowd and don't have sharp teeth and claws, our Wen Dynasty will only be like this for thousands of years."
"As for the methods of our ancestors, there are thousands of poems spread in this world, but there is no room for the spread of even one skill."
Song Mu said this, his eyes raised at this moment, looking up at the world.
"The world is still alive, so let's give it a try and hide it. Do you want to wait until the demon destroys our Wen Dynasty before you regret it?"