I slay demons and demons with poetry

"it is good."

Song Mu said this calmly, but at this moment he reached out and took the crossbow, thinking as his heart moved, the next moment there was light flashing on the crossbow, and then a white light shot out,

The next moment, there was only an explosion, and a deep pit suddenly appeared in the solid rock on one side of the cave.

Several people around him were also surprised by Song Mu's actions, but Song Mu held the hand crossbow in his hand and suddenly smiled.

"How is the preparation of this telepathy weapon now?"

Song Mu asked at this time. Wang Ruhu paused, but he immediately talked to Song Mu.

"Currently, the sect's internal arsenal is no more than [-], but the number of armaments on the eastern frontier is approximately the same."

Wang Ruhu counted to ten, saw Song Mu frowning slightly, and spoke quickly again.

"After all, this thing requires telekinesis. Ordinary soldiers are really... useless."

Song Mu nodded slightly, and at this moment he understood that this mind power was not available to anyone after all. He calmly put down the things in his hands, and then raised his head to look at Li Dong beside him.

"Your Highness, let's go back to the main hall, and all the elders will come with us."

After Song Mu said this, he immediately stepped out and spoke again.

"Ruhu is coming too."

Everyone could only see Song Mu walking hastily at this moment, and his expression seemed to have suddenly changed, as if he had returned to the solemn and stable image of the sect leader at this moment.

Several people looked at each other, Yan Fu's face moved slightly, and he turned to follow. Li Dong immediately responded, then glanced at Wang Ruhu, and the others hurriedly set off.

When Song Mu's words fell, he was already a hundred meters away. Wenli surged under his feet, shrinking to an inch, and he arrived not far from the main peak in a moment.

At this moment, there were figures rising into the sky from all over the sect, all of them were Jinshi cultivators. As elders of the sect, they all received the message of Li Dong’s token at this moment, and they all headed towards the sect hall. Come.

In just one stick of incense, there were already nearly a hundred literati standing in the main hall of the Song Ci Sect, the lowest of which were Jinshi. When they landed, they saw Song Mu already standing in the main hall, and they all stood with their hands down.

"Sect Master, except for the elders who are out, the other elders of the sect are all here."

Song Mu nodded slightly after listening to Li Dong's words. Many of them he had just met. He just waved for everyone to sit down. Then he glanced at everyone one by one and suddenly spoke.

"Everyone, Song returned this time to prepare for the war."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was stunned, and several Hanlin academicians suddenly frowned.

Although the establishment of the Song Ci Sect can be regarded as supported by all parties, everyone knows that the demon clan launched a crusade on the day of the sect's grand ceremony. Later, Song Mu was besieged and suppressed by the demon clan. Although the sect was prosperous, it was also founded on extremely urgent matters. Under pressure.

The Song Ci Sect was not unprepared for the challenge. Even its disciples showed their power in various places in the Wen Dynasty, which proved the sect's courage and determination to fight against the demon.

But Song Mu had just returned today, and he immediately said such things, and everyone's hearts were filled with turmoil.

Song Mu naturally saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, but he still stood in the hall and spoke calmly.

"I have already gone to see Your Majesty before returning to the sect."

"Your Majesty's frontier troops have been mobilized at this moment, and the troops are directed towards the northwest demon clan."

"Sect Master, are we going to help your majesty fight against the demon clan in the northwest?"

A burly Hanlin literati in the field asked, but his expression showed a bit of eagerness to try.

Others also exchanged glances quickly, but saw Song Muhu shaking his head.

"Let's go east."

"Go and find trouble for the old Dragon King."

Song Mu's words were extremely calm, but at this moment, they were like thunder exploding in everyone's ears.

Even Yan Fu, who was not surprised when he heard that Song Mu asked the sect to prepare for war, also looked stunned at this moment. But before anyone could ask the reason, Song Mu had already spoken again.

"Your Majesty told me that it only takes three hours."

"What I want is one hundred thousand water tribe corpses."

Song Mu lowered his eyes slightly, as if he had already seen the past situation.As the demon clan gained momentum, the human race retreated step by step, resulting in countless casualties.

"Sect Master, this..."

At this time, Li Dong's voice sounded from the side, with a somewhat worried look on his face, and he raised his hand towards Song Mu.

"Sect Master, I would like to ask my disciple, are hundreds of sects fighting together in this battle? How many great Confucians are there?"

Everyone nodded immediately after hearing this, and their eyes focused on Song Mu again.

"The great scholars from the nine borders have gathered together, and there are also the border troops from the Eastern Border to follow."

Li Dong suddenly frowned.

"That is to say, we still don't know whether other poetry sects have taken action."

Song Mu nodded, but Yan Fu stood up suddenly and asked.

"Does the sect master want to go to war?"

"This battle should be over. I dare not say that taking into account the old and new grudges, it will give the people of Eastern Xinjiang a breath of breath. At the same time, it is also time to let the demon clan know what happened to the Song Ci Sect."

As he finished speaking, he saw a thin scholar standing up in the hall and speaking.

"Sect Master, I think it's inappropriate to be so urgent, so I'll take care of it."

"The sect master is the backbone of our sect. When the realm is stable, we can use the sect's strength to fight against the demon."

Immediately, there were people who responded, saying that it was inappropriate for Song Mu to act rashly, especially for someone who was a newly promoted Confucian, and to do something so urgently.

Song Mu only heard what everyone said, and then he glanced slightly and saw Wang Ruhu, who had been bowing his head in thought, and asked.

"Ruhu, what do you think of this matter?"

When Wang Ruhu heard Song Mu's question, he quickly raised his head and suddenly saw everyone looking at him. He was a little speechless for a moment, but then he stood up and said with his hands in hand.

"Sect Master, I think we can give it a try."

Someone immediately retorted, but suddenly there was a strong force rushing out of the hall. The force was like a thousand mountains falling out of thin air, and the heavy pressure rushed straight to the door, causing everyone's blood to rush and their literary power to flow out involuntarily.

Great Confucian pressure!

Everyone immediately came to a conclusion and quickly looked at Song Mu, only to see Song Mu's expression was calm.

"We have to fight. This battle is not to fight the demon clan to the death, but to let the demon clan know something about the situation that will change the day."

"Let me ask you a question."

"Are there any mortals in this world who can easily kill demons?"

The gurgling pressure still hasn't dissipated, and no matter how everyone mobilizes their literary power to try to resist, they find that this pressure does not come from the great Confucian power.

Many literati with telepathic powers felt their hearts tremble at this moment.

Because this kind of coercion is actually the power of mind.

And Song Mu's words were heard loudly in everyone's ears through the pressure of this thought power.

"If it were yesterday, I might have hesitated for a moment, but now my mind power has such a wonderful effect..."

Song Mu's eyes suddenly became profound again.

"I also want to see how the demon clan would feel if a big demon died in the hands of a mortal."

"And with such magical power, I think those sects who are standing by and watching will suddenly rise up, right?"

With a clear statement, everyone suddenly realized that there was a deeper meaning in this hasty battle that they had not yet realized.

And when these words fell, the weight like a thousand mountains suddenly disappeared, everyone gasped, and suddenly realized that they were sweating profusely.

... (end of this chapter)