Lin Qi looked at Song Mu in great shock. At this moment, Song Mu was speechless in the face of the overwhelming pressure.
Song Mu just smiled slightly, and the pressure on him quietly dissipated.
"Lin Qi, have you finally thought about it now?"
Lin Qi's eyes dropped slightly. Facing the situation at this moment, he gradually had an answer in his heart.
When Song Mu raised the question, he wanted to confirm two things from him. One was whether there really was another world outside this world.
The second thing is whether the other party is really strong enough to lead his own people.
Everything was already clear, Lin Qi raised his head, looked at Song Mu and said.
"My benefactor, I only have one thing to ask for. I must be allowed to go to the place where the demon sect is located."
Song Mu nodded, then poured a cup of tea for him, raised his glass and said.
"During this period, you can travel inside and outside the sect. You can also bring one or two of the scholars in Xiansheng City to travel around this world with you."
"But there is one thing. Within half a month, I need you to use the power of the stars to try my guess."
Lin Qi nodded immediately, reached out and took the tea and drank it in one gulp.
"Lin Qi will definitely live up to his mission."
Song Mu gave him a waist card that contained his own power, and immediately gave him a few instructions, and he was free to return to the scroll to organize his people.
The courtyard took the opportunity again, but Song Mu looked at Ji Zezhu again and said.
"After half a month, they can really activate the power of the stars as you guessed?"
Ji Zezhu flapped his wings and just said calmly.
"After all, it will be an opportunity. If they can learn the art of holding stars clearly, it will definitely be of benefit when they confront the East China Sea Monster Clan."
"I just feel that if this approach doesn't work, I will be like that unscrupulous villain and die in front of my own eyes."
Song Mu lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and called out the door.
The disciples of the sect who were waiting outside the courtyard hurried in and handed over their hands, and then heard Song Mu ask.
"Is the visitor from the imperial court leaving?"
"Back to the sect leader, he is still resting in the side hall and seems unwilling to leave for the moment."
After Song Mu heard this, he stood up immediately.
"That's fine, I just have something to discuss with them."
As he spoke, Song Mu moved and disappeared from the spot, leaving only the disciple with a puzzled face. It was not clear that Song Mu's attitude towards people coming from the imperial court had changed so much in just a few hours.
In just a few flashes, Song Mu arrived at a side hall of the sect, where several people in red robes were sitting down in their respective seats.
But feeling the sudden strength, he stood up suddenly.
Song Mu's figure appeared in front of these people. When they saw the visitor, their expressions immediately perked up, and they all raised their hands towards Song Mu.
"Sect Master Song."
Song Mu just looked at one of them, with an intriguing smile on his face.
"Master Tan, is this the first time your Majesty has sent you here?"
Standing in front of Song Mu was none other than Tan Weiyi, who was Song Mu's good friend at that time. He was still in the realm of Hanlin and he also handed over his hand when he saw Song Mu, but when he heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face.
"Song Master, don't make fun of me. I haven't seen you this time, so I plan to have a few casual meals in your sect."
"The visitor is a guest, brother Yongcheng, not to mention that you and I were once colleagues, so don't be so formal."
Song Mu smiled slightly and motioned for everyone to sit down. At this time, Tan Weiyi followed up and asked.
"Song Zong...Brother Jing Zhao, you and Yan Daru were so powerful in the sect just now, but what happened..."
Song Mu shook his head and glanced at everyone.
"Everyone must also know that this trip to the East China Sea has caused heavy losses to our human race."
Song Mu did not answer Tan Weiyi's question, but just explained the current situation.
"Xiang Daru died. Song relied on Daru to protect him and escaped, but he also saw the power of the dragon god."
"I have been thinking hard these days, but with little success."
After hearing Song Mu's words, several officials from the Wen Dynasty who came looked at each other with a look of contemplation on their faces.
Tan Wei was silent for a moment, then raised his head to look at Song Mu and held his hand.
"Brother Jing Zhao, I am here with His Majesty's will this time."
Song Mu looked up.
"Your Majesty said that if we fight again in the East China Sea, the imperial court will do its best."
"But please ask the sect leader to sit in charge to stabilize the world's cultural conscience."
Song Mu suddenly frowned slightly, and his eyes became dark for a moment.
"Your Majesty still wants to start a war with Donghai?"
Tan Wei nodded, but Song Mu took a deep breath and frowned.
Perhaps Li Moer wanted a victory to cheer up the world's intellectuals, or perhaps he wanted to use war to make the monster that was pressing every step of the way retreat, so as to gain a breather.
But Song Mu didn't think this was a good opportunity.
The army is tired from long battles, and if they attack blindly and damage the very foundation of the imperial court's combat power, it will be an even more dangerous situation.
Song Mu was about to open his mouth, but he never thought that Tan Wei would follow suit.
"Li and Du Shizong have all agreed to accept your Majesty's invitation and try their best to accept the challenge."
Song Mu paused, but he didn't expect Li Mo'er to convince Li Du Shizong. At this moment, the words reached his lips and he swallowed them.
Tan Weiyi looked at Song Mu with a bit of hope in his eyes.
"Therefore, Your Majesty said, I hope that the Ci School will come out together to inspire the world's literary spirit."
Several officials accompanying him also raised their hands and said, but Song Mu was sitting in the main hall, with his hands in his sleeves tightly clenched at this moment.
After a while, Song Mu stood up and said in a deep voice.
"I know about this, Brother Yongcheng, just tell His Majesty."
"In half a month, two great demons from the Northwest Demon Clan and the East China Sea Demon Clan will die."
"Your Majesty, please rest in peace. We will dispatch troops later depending on the situation."
Tan Wei was immediately puzzled when he heard Song Mu's words, and an official also raised his hand and said.
"The two great demons that Sect Master Song said were dead? Is that true?"
"That is my master's old wish. If His Majesty had not made other arrangements with me before, they would have died."
"If you can wait, I will find out for you the reality of the demon clan that day."
Hearing Song Mu's murderous words, everyone felt that what Song Mu said was true. The monster that a great scholar wanted to kill might be easily captured.
Tan Wei hesitated for a moment, but he also felt that this was not something that could not be compromised, but he never thought that Song Mu would look at him again at this moment and say.
"In addition, there is something else that Brother Yongcheng would like to convey to His Majesty."
Song Mu's words disappeared for a moment and were transmitted to Tan Weiyi. Several officials around him looked puzzled when they saw this, but they only saw an extremely shocked look on Tan Weiyi's face.
After finishing speaking, Tan Wei raised his hands towards Song Mu and said in a deep voice.
"This matter is not trivial. I will explain it to Your Majesty in detail. One or two of them will not be something I can accomplish by then."
"Brother Yongcheng said so boldly. At that moment, His Majesty must have made a decision in his heart."
After the words fell, wind blew under Song Mu's feet, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
Not long after, Song Mu appeared at the sect's mountain gate, glanced at the sect in front of him, and said to the Golden Crow on his shoulder.
"Speaking of which, it's time to settle the grudges of the past."