Chapter 6: Song of Slaying Demons

Li Yu nodded with a smile: "Taking slaying demons as the theme is indeed appropriate for the scene."

County Magistrate Zhao sat in the chair and smiled without speaking, picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea. Young people were eager to perform; he, as someone who had been through it, could understand.

It was just that most of the time, being impatient would lead to a clumsy result.

Lv Fang paced back and forth in the room, pondering this Song lyric in his heart.

This fantasy world's Great Zhou Dynasty had flourishing "poetry and lyrics," and had been founded for over three thousand years, which resulted in most of the excellent poetry and lyrics he had read in his previous life already existing here, with only a small portion missing, which was just right for him to "borrow" and use.

This Song lyric was indeed very good; he only needed to spend a little time changing some characters to make it "appropriate for the scene."

The study fell into silence for a time.

County Magistrate Zhao finished a bowl of tea, and seeing Lv Fang frowning and still walking back and forth, thinking hard, he thought to himself:

'Although this child can write elegant scripts and condense a Book Spirit, judging from his past life deeds, he is empty of knowledge. Even if he can really write poetry and lyrics, how could they be excellent sentences?'

It wasn't that County Magistrate Zhao looked down on Lv Fang; it was just that there were many literati and scholars in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and only that small group of people had top-notch poetic talent.

County Magistrate Zhao had been a somewhat famous talented scholar when he was young, but after living for a long time, he hadn't written a single satisfactory poem or lyric, let alone a Lv Fang with a "bad reputation."

"I believe little friend Lv Fang has the ability to compose a good lyric; perhaps it was too rushed. Why not go back and polish it a bit, and next time..."

Seeing the atmosphere was slightly awkward, County Magistrate Zhao gave Lv Fang a way out.

"Indeed, composing lyrics on the spot is not easy."

Li Yu held the "miniature" wine jar and took two sips; from beginning to end, she had no expectations.

In Li Yu's view, a person who hadn't read out Haoran Zhengqi by the age of twenty, even if he condensed a Book Spirit, would have limited achievements in the future.

Those who had achievements in the capital, which one wasn't shining brightly when they were young?

Just like Li Yu, a famous female talented scholar in the capital, whose father was the great scholar Li Maotong, whose mother was the sister of the Minister of Literature, and whose teacher was the great scholar Wang Fu.

Li Yu read out Haoran Zhengqi at ten, and her two "Ru Meng Ling" lyrics at sixteen made her famous.

Especially the "image-level" good lyric "Ru Meng Ling: Last Night's Rain Sparse and Wind Sudden," which made countless literati and scholars sigh in admiration.

Last night's rain was sparse and the wind sudden, deep sleep did not dispel the residual wine.

Asked the person rolling up the curtain, they said the crabapple was still the same.

Do you know, do you know? It should be green fat and red thin.

What a "beautiful" artistic conception!

If it weren't for Li Yu's temperament being too lazy, her current realm probably wouldn't only be Fifth Rank, Third Stage Scholarly Adept Realm.

"Song of Slaying Demons!"

Lv Fang stopped and stood still, looking at the heavy rain drifting outside the door. The "Song of Slaying Demons" he had modified in a hurry might not be good, but it was already stuck in his heart and needed to be spat out urgently.

"Anger bristles the hair, leaning against the railing, the drizzling rain stops."

"Looking up, roaring at the sky, ambition is intense."

"Twenty years of fame are dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon."

"Do not wait for leisure, whitening the youth's head, empty and sad."

As the first half of the "Song of Slaying Demons" was recited, the space above Lv Fang vibrated, and pale cyan talent energy emerged, cyan Haoran Zhengqi.

'Haoran Zhengqi!'

County Magistrate Zhao's hand shook, and the teacup he was holding almost didn't fall to the ground.

There were many who condensed Haoran Zhengqi by reading Confucian classics and poetry and lyrics written by sages, but there were very few who condensed Haoran Zhengqi with lyrics they had written themselves.

Before, he had regretted that Lv Fang wrote an elegant script and condensed a Book Spirit, but happened not to condense Haoran Zhengqi.

As a result, Lv Fang successfully condensed Haoran Zhengqi with a "Song of Slaying Demons" today, which was truly unexpected.

'Good lyric!' Li Yu's temperament was arrogant, and there weren't many good poems and lyrics that could catch her eye. Being able to say it was good proved that she really liked it.

Just at this moment, a change occurred.

The Haoran Zhengqi above Lv Fang actually formed a painting scroll, on which a person in white Confucian robes stood with his back to the railing, looking at the heavy rain falling, his back making people feel lonely.

It was only half a lyric, yet it was considered an "image-level" good lyric by the Heavenly Dao.

Clatter!

The teacup in County Magistrate Zhao's hand finally shattered on the ground.

In his lifetime, witnessing an "image-level" good lyric being composed on the spot, his beard was trembling with excitement.

"This..." Li Yu considered the "Ru Meng Ling: Last Night's Rain Sparse and Wind Sudden," which she thought she could never surpass in her life, to be an "image-level" good lyric.

However, the Lv Fang before her eyes wrote an idle story that was recognized by the Heavenly Dao as an elegant script, condensed a Book Spirit, and now composed an "image-level" Song of Slaying Demons?

This time, a "Great Scholar" had composed several poems and lyrics with the theme of "slaying demons and eliminating monsters," but compared to the Song of Slaying Demons, it was simply a difference between clouds and mud!

Li Yu unconsciously sat up straight, restrained the laziness on her face, looked at Lv Fang without blinking, and revealed a listening expression.

Lv Fang paused, closed his eyes to feel the infusion of talent energy and Haoran Zhengqi, and then continued to chant:

"Demons are rampant, invading the Great Zhou, must be executed."

"Drive the long chariot, break through the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain gap."

"Ambition hungry to eat demon king meat, laughing and thirsty to drink demon slave blood."

"Wait from the beginning, tidy up the old mountains and rivers, toward the heavenly palace."

As the second half of the "Song of Slaying Demons" was chanted, the painting scroll formed by Haoran Zhengqi changed drastically.

A person in white Confucian robes stepped off an ancient chariot.

With every step, he grew a thousand zhang, and his body flashed with five-colored clouds shooting into the clouds, his feet stepping on the mountains, and the demons in the mountains fled everywhere!

After the Song of Slaying Demons was finished, the painting scroll of Haoran Zhengqi changed again.

The person in white Confucian robes walked spiritedly on the prosperous, bustling streets.

After all the strange phenomena disappeared, County Magistrate Zhao stood up and stepped forward, took Lv Fang's hand, and laughed loudly: "Our Po County has also produced a talented scholar who composed an image-level lyric; it is truly the grace of the Emperor!"

"Drive the long chariot, break through the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain gap."

"Ambition hungry to eat demon king meat, laughing and thirsty to drink demon slave blood."

Li Yu chanted several times in her mouth, sighing secretly in her heart, why couldn't she compose such a heroic lyric?

"Bozhou" main camp.

Two great scholars responsible for clearing the demon race's disaster sat in the camp playing chess with black and white pieces.

The tall Li Maotong stroked his beard and said: "Brother Wang, I won."

The great scholar Wang Fu, who was sitting opposite, said in a deep voice: "Let you win for once today."

Li Maotong was just about to make a joke, when he felt something, and took a "shimmering with spiritual light" "Sound Transmission Jade Talisman" from his bosom.

Wang Fu smiled and said: "I guess it's my good disciple, who successfully eliminated the evil obstacles in the Jiangzhou area and came to report the good news."

Li Maotong sighed and said:

"It's all because you spoiled Yu'er. Not to mention her lazy temperament, she also drinks wine every day, and now she doesn't listen to orders and runs around everywhere. Had I known, I should have stopped Yu'er from taking you as her teacher."

The great scholar Wang Fu rolled his eyes without an image upon hearing this.

Li Maotong shook his head helplessly, tapped the "Sound Transmission Jade Talisman" with his index finger. At first, this great scholar still had a "judgmental" look, but gradually his eyes widened, and finally he shouted out of composure:

"This is truly incredible!"

Wang Fu felt strange in his heart, his eyes flashing with essence to look at the content in the "Sound Transmission Jade Talisman."

It turned out to be a "Song of Slaying Demons"!

Good lyric! Image-level good lyric!

"Liaozhai Zhiyi: Nie Xiaoqian" elegant script!

Condensed a Book Spirit with an idle story-type elegant script!

"This was written by a scholar named Lv Fang; could it be..."

"The prophecy of the King of Ten Thousand Trees!"

Li Maotong and Wang Fu couldn't help but look at each other, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes. ===== CHAPTER 7 =====