Song Mu watched the actions of Xiang He and others, and quickly looked at the scroll in his hand.
The scroll unfolded, and it was Tao Yuanming's "Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas - Part 10"
Jingwei holds a tiny piece of wood and will fill the sea.
Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there.
There is no need to worry about the same things, and there will be no regrets when they are gone.
It's all about the past, good times are waiting for you.
As soon as the poem caught his eye, Song Mu immediately realized the ancient style of the font.
This is the authentic work of Tao's ancestors.
Poems that truly contain great power.
Song Mu raised his eyes slightly, and almost at the same time as he looked at Tao Lingdong and the others fighting in the distance, the scroll in his hand surged with literary power.
In an instant, golden light floated on it, and each text broke free from the constraints of the scroll, and then suddenly turned into a golden bird.
The golden bird headed towards the rising waves around it. It suddenly condensed a second before it arrived, and the next moment it turned into a headless giant, standing on the waves, and suddenly swung the big axe.
The edge of the ax cut off the waves, and the giant once again dispersed into countless golden birds, rushing into the waves. When he emerged from them, the waves had calmed down.
It's just that this is quite limited. Xingtian was completely suppressed on this vast sea not because of these few Jingwei.
"Not enough, this is not enough."
Song Mu murmured as he looked at the scene in front of him, but his hands never stopped.
If everything is unfair, why should you suffer for yourself?
A person who is only one inch long and can hold a tree in his arms until the end of time?
I wish to bring peace to the East China Sea, and my body and mind will not change;
There is no end to the sea, and there is no end to my heart.
Woohoo! Don’t you see me?
There are many birds in the trees in the west mountains, and magpies come and swallows build their own nests.
Gu Yanwu's song "Jingwei·Everything Is Unfair" was played, and the birds in the sky and the earth began to sing. The Jingwei seemed to be summoned, soared into the air for a while, and turned into clones again.
Jingwei holds the wood in his hand to fill the sea!
Channels of golden light entered the sea, and for a moment the waves were calm.
The black water demon boy who was fighting fiercely with Xiang He and others finally noticed the difference, and immediately looked at Song Mu.
Song Mu's figure had already been covered by the birds in the sky, and everything around the sea area where Song Mu was located began to become calm.
This is where poetry comes into play.
The black water demon boy's face suddenly became angry.
This may be the first time that it feels that its little world is facing a crisis.
So the black water demon boy immediately turned his spear and headed straight for Song Mu.
When Xiang He and Xiang He saw this situation, they looked at each other, roared and entangled the black water demon boy again.
The black water demon boy stopped moving forward for a moment, but the power in Song Mu's hands did not diminish at all.
In almost a moment, Song Mu could already feel that the power existing in this world was gradually weakening.
And the black water demon boy suddenly shouted loudly, and the demonic power turned into waves and spread out layer by layer.
Under the huge octopus shadow on the sea, the figure of the black water demon boy began to gradually expand. At the same time, the originally calm sea surface rose again, with countless turbulent forces appearing in it.
"No, this guy is going to use this small world to condense a blow!"
Tao Lingdong looked anxious at this moment. The power in his hand surged, and Xiang He next to him immediately launched an attack on the opponent.
At the same time, Song Mu also suddenly felt that the surroundings were beginning to become chaotic.
The power rising from all directions was endless, and it stirred up strong winds out of thin air, instantly strangling most of the Jingwei driven by Song Mu.
The fierce attack was directed at Song Mu, and Song Mu had to muster his awe-inspiring righteousness to resist.
Seeing that the shadow of Jingwei that he had stirred up in front of him had mostly dissipated, Song Mu's heart sank, and he wrote another poem praising Jingwei.
But before Song Mu could use his power, the power evoked by the poem was immediately destroyed.
Song Mu paused, but the black water demon boy saw Song Mu's current situation, and his eyes were full of sternness.
"Use poetry to break through the realm, Song Mu, I have seen your method for a long time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black water demon boy waved out a force, and fierce pressure shot up from the sky, immediately covering Song Mu. Song Mu also groaned, but his face showed contemplation.
Although the black water demon boy's counterattack became more and more fierce, Song Mu also noticed something was wrong at this moment.
The power of Jingwei brought about a brief turn for the better, but it was wiped out in a moment, and Song Mu suddenly realized the mistake he had just made.
Xiang Heji has already said it.
If you want to break through, you should break through the waves.
Rather than calm waves.
Ride the wind and break the waves, use your strength to break the waves, regardless of the turbulent sea water and turbulent waves!
Song Mu's body was full of righteousness. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Xiang He and the two men who were already in a state of embarrassment, and suddenly muttered something.
"The mirage is half blurred, and I am walking on the waves and exclaiming. Let the generals laugh at the rivers and lakes. I am still bathing in the moonlight, and I want to ride on it."
As soon as he said this sentence, he heard the heaven and earth suddenly ringing.
The black water demon boy also paused. He looked up again and saw Song Mu suddenly facing his own pressure. His back was straight. Although the sea water was rising under his feet, it was not contaminated at all.
The black water demon boy suddenly felt that something was not good, and at this moment, power suddenly surged out again.
And Song Mu's voice also sounded at this moment.
"I caught six fish. The pole flicked the coral. Sangtian Qingqian asked Magu. The water floated and I collected it every day. It was a Peng Hu."
The words were peaceful, but when the last word was finished, everyone and even the black water demon boy felt a force cleansing their hearts.
These two words and sentences came together naturally, and Song Mu suddenly took a step forward at this moment.
As the steps fell, the water surface supported him, but it seemed as if boundless power fell from Song Mu's feet. The circular power was like a huge iron, suddenly flattening the entire churning sea area.
Song Mu took another step, but the calm sea seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. It suddenly pushed away at this moment, as if there was an invisible force on Song Mu that pushed away everything.
The waves are no longer visible, and the sky and the earth are clear.
Tao Lingdong secretly suppressed the sweet taste in his throat and looked happy.
"This little world is about to collapse."
Song Mu's power was still spreading towards the surroundings, and the invisible force that smoothed everything and pushed away all the waves was gradually disintegrating everything around him.
Both Tao Lingdong and Tao Lingdong were also quite surprised. Song Mu's ability to suddenly write poems was already rare in the world. He just gave an idea, but Song Mu used it to the extreme.
This small world has long lost its original power.
The black water demon boy looked around and showed a somewhat angry expression at the moment.
"I've heard for a long time that you can instantly compose poetry, and your power is astonishing. It's very good, so I gave it a try."
When the Dragon God spoke in a low voice, he saw a sudden surge of pure power on the sea surface, and the octopus shadow spread out at this moment, but suddenly gathered together again.
After the gathering, the power of the phantom suddenly increased. Tao Lingdong, who was standing in the air, looked around, and now looked at the crane, and exclaimed in unison.