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 have emerged, 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 go to war.
In the past, the Song Ci Sect had no leader, and the imperial court did not make any plans to wait for life and death. The Song Ci Sect only held back some of its strength, but the reputation of the Ci Sect was still spread on the battlefield.
But now that Song Mu, as the leader of the sect, has spoken out and pointed his finger at the East China Sea Monster Clan, this can'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.
This was a meeting, but more like an announcement, and everyone briefly left with confusion.
"Sect Master, I think this matter is not for personal revenge, right?"
Yan Fu also saw that the sect leader was not in a hurry, but he looked directly at the other person and continued.
At that time, a flash of fire appeared, and a fiery red figure appeared under the stone table. Jiezezhu, who had turned into a golden crow, looked at Yan Fu and said.
"It's really easy for the Ci Sect to not have the foundation it has today. With so much effort... I naturally have no worries."
As Yan Fu said this, he flipped his palm and a box fell under the stone table.
"After all, this matter is too sudden. I still don't think it's appropriate."
"Although it is an agreement with Your Majesty, this battle is bound to be dangerous. Therefore, as I have in mind, there must be no plan at all."
"Xiong Bei Ci Zong, Mr. Yan, you haven't done enough. Even if you settle personal grudges or restore the Wen Dynasty, no matter what, he has to participate in this matter."
"Whether this matter must be so complicated or not? There is nothing in this place. I have to say two things."
The matter that originally made the sect leader less depressed was completely resolved by the box of Sky Star fragments in an instant.
The thought behind these words was considered tactful, and it was to ask Yan Fu to leave some trump cards, so that both publicly and privately, there would be no bad outcome.
The sect master looked at Yan Fu intently at this moment and said something unbelievable.
"Xiong Bei Ci Sect ultimately needs a young Confucian to take charge."
"What does Xiong Bei mean? Are you going to travel far away again?"
The sect leader didn't understand at all, but Yan Fu's eyes were extremely hesitant, and he just said lightly.
"You only need to get closer to Baiwai, and you can detect Yiqi."
After chatting for a while, Yan Fu was the only one left in the courtyard.
Yan Fu looked at Ji Zezhu and said seriously.
"On the road to Confucianism and Taoism, the steps are like the ladder to heaven. Nowadays, I have become too refined and have retreated a little."
In the box are some fragments of the stars that Yan Fu and Ji Zezhu obtained from traveling around the world in those years. Although they are of the same quality, they are already rare treasures in the sky.
There was a bit of certainty in Ji Zezhu's tone, but also a bit of relief about the matter.
In those years, Zongmen Ci sect only developed steadily, and it has not yet become Xiong Bei, a majestic figure in the literary dynasty. During this period, the sect leader had great achievements. But now that Yan Fu has returned from enlightenment, Zongmen Ci sect has two young Confucians.
Song Mu is not yet the transcendent person that can be shaken.
"Xiong Bei has so few elders and disciples now, Song Mu Tianxing must be able to satisfy them. Those are the rewards you give."
The Zongmen Ci Sect was established with the world's attention, but most of the time no one criticized it in front of their backs. It was single-handedly recommended by the imperial court, and the appearance of the sect leader stabilized the foundation for the establishment of the Zongmen Ci Sect.
There are no transcendent poets in the world, but they are all unknown due to minor Confucians. If there are minor Confucians, their status will drop instantly.
Yan Fu signaled the sect master to open the box. When the lid of the box was pushed open, a strange force suddenly surged out, but the sect leader suddenly looked at Yan Fu.
"At the very least, Xiong Bei's foundation will be severely damaged by this."
"The Ci Sect of the sect is the wish of our ancestors, and you will definitely destroy your foundation just like that. Those things are what you rely on."
"I'll let you know when the time comes, and you'll meet up with Xiong Bei."
"This matter..."
"He promised to give you the stars he searched for all those years, but he gave them away just like that."
"But you all can reveal your aura. This old Dragon King is very unfamiliar with your aura."
Xiong Bei saw that the sect leader's face was somewhat calm, and said in a deep voice at this moment.
"Old Yan, you know that those actions are confusing, but they are definitely not a way to die."
But at this moment, Yan Fu just took out a lot of it, and Xiong Bei felt that all her hard work, which had been silent for a long time, was suddenly stirred up.
Although Xiong Bei is an elder of the sect's Ci sect, despite his superior status, he also works hard for the development of the sect's Ci sect.
When he heard that Yan Fu was planning to take advantage of that opportunity and go all over the place to find the fragment of the star that fell into the small sea, the sect master was relieved.
In the courtyard deep inside the sect, Yan Fu was sitting at the table, holding a tea cup in his hand, and suddenly said something joking.
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"What do you think is appropriate, Mr. Yan?"
Ji Zezhu remained silent and just looked at Yan Fu and said.
Xiong Bei suddenly said something, and the sect leader put the tea cup in his hand, and then just sighed and said something.
Xiong Bei was naturally aware of the sect master's concerns, and at this moment, she told all the things she had said to Li Mo'er after she came back.
In the box are several silver-gray stones as big as a thumb, which look ordinary and strange, but they have no ferocious power to clean them out.
Before he could experience such joy for a moment, Yan Fu wanted to use Song Mu's power to start a small battle that seemed to have no chance of winning.
The sect master was suddenly shocked when he heard those words. That thought was no small feat, but the sect master could predict that with the blessing of such a small number of sky star fragments, whether it was to cultivate tourmaline or directly use it for practice, Elder Xiong Bei
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Xiong Bei 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 number one Ci sect prospering day by day, Xiong Bei naturally felt unbearable.
"What Xiong Bei said today, if you think about how elder Song Mu is at this moment, you are worried about how little he is."
Yan Fu's words were silent. Xiong Bei wanted to speak after hearing those words, but Yan Fu just said.
Yan Fu, however, still looked calm and composed. At this moment, he just looked at the sect leader and said.
"How few fragments of the sky star are there?"
Yan Fu stood up, and Jie Zezhu also turned into a ray of fire and fell under Yan Fu's body. The two figures suddenly disappeared at the last moment, leaving only the tea with a long and fragrant fragrance floating under the stone table.
"Old Yan, you will make all the arrangements for those things. You only want to say one thing."
"This battle may not be over for half a month yet, but I have to rely on Mr. Yan to help you make arrangements during the period."
"It's been done secretly. I know how Donghai will behave in this fight."
"Old Yan, do you know how strong he is now?"
"You are participating in this little battle, and you are absolutely allowed to participate."
Yan Fu just nodded and looked at the sky.
The sect master was holding the tea cup, shaking his head slightly at this moment, and said.
A small battle was imminent, but Yan Fu wanted to take the first step. This made the sect master understand in his heart, but when he saw Yan Fu just nodded and said nothing, he was silent for a moment, and then he just handed over his hand.
Yan Fu raised his hand towards the sect master, but the sect master heard that he wanted to feel it and asked quickly.
The sect leader immediately thought about the doorway, but Yan Fu wanted to speak.
"If it succeeds this time, those who have done anything wrong with him will be nothing more than a drop in the bucket."
You must know that those are trivial things, and being cautious cannot even be the cornerstone for a literati to establish a sect.
"This thing is of no use."
Song Mu was also sitting next to him, his eyes slightly lowered at the moment. When he heard Yan Fu's words, he immediately raised his eyes to look at him.