Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 119

[Chapter 119 I’m Invincible (Part 1) (Monthly Pass Plus) (1)]

“This is… your new book spirit?” Song Tuizhi looked at Bai Xiaosheng who looked like a fart in front of him, his eyes flickering blue After a while, “He is the one who created your “Red Dust Martial Arts List”?”

“That’s right!” Chen Luo nodded. He also found out that the fourth senior brother was actually his fan, so that’s easy to say.

“Fourth senior brother, this is the book!” As he spoke, he offered the “Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword” that he had prepared, “After “Swordsman”, I plan to serialize this novel.”

“Huh?” Song Tuizhi’s eyes lit up, but he immediately pretended to be serious, “Forget it, keep it with me for safekeeping, lest those old bastards always want to break your serialization rules.”

“Exactly.” Chen Luo thought in his heart Smiling secretly, he handed the novel to Song Tuizhi, and was about to leave when he suddenly asked, “Fourth Senior Brother, did you sense anything before?

” What’s the matter?”

Looking at Song Tuizhi’s appearance, Chen Luo knew that what Bai Xiaosheng said was right, and the fourth senior brother didn’t sense his investigation, so he waved his hand: “It’s nothing, just ask me casually. , I’ll catch up on sleep first!” Then he walked out of the house.

“Well, the fourth senior brother said that Wen Xiang’s cultivation is comparable to his, so he probably didn’t notice it!”

Seeing Chen Luo’s back disappear from the room, Song Tuizhi quickly concentrated his energy and tried to sense his surroundings. He said with a puzzled look: “Nothing unusual? Why did you ask me that?”

“But my answer should be very appropriate…”

Thinking of this, Song Tuizhi also nodded, and couldn’t wait to open “Amorous Love” The manuscript of “Swordsman Ruthless Sword”

…

“The Red Dust Martial Arts List?” Everyone who got the latest issue of “Da Xuan Min Bao” looked at the list on the first page of the first page, showing doubts.

“How much energy is there in the world? My dear, why does a Yuezhou person run ahead of our Zhongjing people?”

“More than that, look, there is no Zhongjing in the top ten! Our front is Mr. Nan, who is only ranked tenth .” Nine!”

“This… this… this…”

“Hmph, before we didn’t know that reading Wan Amber’s book would cause worldliness, so even if we bought a newspaper, it’s just a glance at ten lines, just to satisfy our greed, we are still willing Go to the restaurant and hear about Mr. Shu’s dissection, so naturally, you will understand less.”

“Those outsiders, who don’t have the job of Mr. Storyteller, can only read it for themselves. Now, isn’t it better than us?”

“Brother is right, so Mr. Storyteller is holding back our Zhongjingcheng?

” It can help you better understand the events and emotions in the book, but you never review it.”

“Exactly!” Another tea guest also interjected, “Mr. Shuowen is like a child who has read books. Mr. Enlightenment, this should be my advantage in Zhongjing, but it was wasted…”

The words of these two people made the face of the person who had talked before flushed, and they hurriedly cupped their hands and said, “Thank you for your teaching. Amber’s book will definitely not let me in Zhongjing fall behind.”

“That’s right, that’s right. Xiaoer, I’ll pay for the tea for you two!”

…

“Father, I don’t want to study Confucianism anymore.” A The boy of sixteen or seventeen knelt in front of his father. In front of him was the latest issue of the “Red Dust Martial Arts List”.

On the “Red Dust Martial Arts List”, a name was carefully circled with a brush.

Seventy-eighth place, Zhongjing, Song Qixing.

Looking at the young man kneeling in front of him, the middle-aged man sitting on the chair frowned: “You are not the only one named Song Qixing in Zhongjing City, how do you know that these seventy-eight people are you?”

“Haier has just been rewarded with a ray of mortal energy out of thin air. The list shows that the 51st to 80th place can get three mortal energy every day. If it’s not a child, who is

it?” Song Qixing’s father After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and said, “It’s not allowed for a father!”

“Why?” Song Qixing asked, “My child has been studying Confucianism since he was nine years old. I taught day and night, and found countless treasures of righteousness for me, but my child has only just begun to write, and his righteousness is weak, and he couldn’t even get into the eight major academies, why do you still let me study Confucianism?”

Father Song looked at him with eyes full of tears. The only son of tears also softened in his heart. He knew that both his father and himself had put tremendous pressure on the child.

Most of those old friends who have contacts with the family, as well as children his age, are in Chengshijing, or are only a thin line away from Chengshijing. As for Song Qixing, righteousness is thin, even if there are poems that are occasionally obtained by skillful hands, righteousness can’t support it at all.

In fact, both he and his great Confucian father knew that although this child had awakened his talent for thorough reading, he was not suitable for Confucianism.

But at this moment, he couldn’t back down.

“Xing’er, listen to what Wei Fu said.”

“If you study Confucianism, your grandfather and I have already discussed it, and we will ensure that you enter the realm of poetry before you are thirty.”

“Wei Father and your grandfather, these I have accumulated some credits over the years. When you reach the Poetry Realm, we will exchange these credits and get a chance for you to be promoted to Master before the age of 60.”

“Although it is not 100%, there is a six to seven out of ten possibility ”

So you don’t have to worry, just study Confucianism with peace of mind.”

“Wan Anbo is admired as a father, and even your grandfather is full of praise. But, how is martial arts? No one can say for sure.”

“Don’t Saying that you are only number seventy-eight, even the number one Ren Ji, who can say for sure what the future holds?”

“Even Wan Anbo himself, now everyone respects his literary talents and his mastery, but look, how many people respect his cultivation? Or combat power?”

“Those who don’t have the talent to read through, go away The road of martial arts, because that is their only choice. But if you can take the road of Confucianism and Taoism, how can you give up?”

“A great Confucianist asked about the star-absorbing method in private, and Wan Anbo said clearly that it is difficult to learn!”

“You Look at the third person, Ji Zhong, he is Wan Anbo’s guard, he is seventeen years old and has become a poet, has he given up Confucianism and Taoism?”

Song Qixing looked at his father, clenched his fists with tears in his eyes: “You I don’t understand my boy at all!”

“I know, in order for me to practice cultivation, my grandfather spent almost all the money he got from his scriptures on me.”

“It’s even delayed Daddy’s promotion to the preaching realm.”

“You guys Thanks to your contribution, you can help grandpa conceive a great Confucian treasure.”

“I don’t want to drag you down!”

“Sometimes I think, I would rather not awaken any talent for reading through!”

“I don’t like you sacrificing yourself to arrange for me. A road I don’t want to take!”

“I like Wan Amber’s novels, and I also like the stories in them. I think I’m suitable for that road.”

“You just treat me as an ordinary person, I want to take martial arts! I Be a martial artist!”

“It doesn’t matter what the end of this road is? It doesn’t matter if it’s the Confucian road to heaven!”

“This is better than the road you prepared for me!”

Father Song slapped the table suddenly: “Presumptuous! You … Nizi… I say no, then I won’t, starting from today, “Daxuan Minbao” is not allowed in the house!”

“Daddy!” Song Qixing stood up, “Why did you do this! Is it because of our family’s scholarly family? Is it a plaque?”

“Slap!” Song Qixing was slapped hard on the face, even Father Song himself was stunned.

Since the death of his beloved wife, he has never been willing to touch Song Qixing with a heavy hand.

Song Qixing covered his face, knelt down abruptly, kowtowed to Father Song, turned around and ran out!

Father Song looked at Song Qixing’s back running out of the house, and felt sore and aching in his heart. The dignified and enlightened master couldn’t stand upright and almost fell down.

He leaned on the corner of the table, and his eyes fell on the “Daxuan Mingbao” on the ground, the name framed in the black circle.

Seventy-eighth place, Zhongjing, Song Qixing.

…

“Your Majesty, the effect of martial arts is still unknown. I think that the folks can practice spontaneously, and the court should not intervene.

” Only one ordinary person can kill one barbarian soldier, but if after practicing martial arts, even forty-nine people can kill one, it is still profitable!

” , causing unnecessary suspicion of the monster clan, can you take this responsibility?”

“The monster clan is afraid of power and not virtuous, if you make them feel jealous, it might not be a solution.”

“You make them jealous Heart, it needs to be feared!”

“Why do you say that this martial art cannot become a fearful reality!”

“Ahem…” Ye Heng coughed twice, interrupted the debate among the officials, and looked at Wen Xiang He Zhengxiang asked, “You two loves, what do you think?” The

political minister was the first to speak: “It takes three days to burn the jade, and it takes seven years to distinguish the material. I think that what Master Lu said is right. Yes , that is, having practice is better than not having practice.”

“On our northern frontier, there are tens of millions of people and millions of ordinary soldiers. Even if we only gain one level of strength, we can offset the damage caused by some barbarians.”

“But If the imperial court invests a lot of manpower and material resources to promote martial arts, the loss will be second. However, if it attracts the fear of the monsters and changes the policy of the Holy Monarch Hall, harassing us in the southern region, but the north does not improve as expected, then The gain outweighs the loss.”

“At the end of the day, we still need to know how strong martial arts can be! Is the court worth taking this risk!

” Take them all back. They will naturally consider the pros and cons. I believe that with the ability of the Ministry of Rites, they can also be suppressed.”

“If they are weak, there is no need to spend a lot of trouble, benefiting the north and losing the south!”

Ye Heng nodded and looked at Wen Wen again. Xiang: “Wenxiang, what do you think?”

Yan Baichuan smiled lightly: “In the final analysis, you just want to know what martial arts is? Everyone is like a dragon. Is this dragon from Xingchenhai or Taixuanchi? Or maybe it’s the ornamental dragon in the back garden of Your Majesty!”

Hearing what Yan Baichuan said, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty laughed.

“This incident makes sense, and who can judge something that hasn’t happened. I think that if you call Chen Luo to court, you will know it as soon as you ask!”

Ye Heng nodded and looked at Hou An. : “Call Chen Luo.”

Chen

Luo shook his head and sat up from the bed.

Hao Duanduan wanted to catch up on his sleep, but his mind kept running, and a piece of information popped up every few minutes.

“Good guy!

“Huashan swordsmanship, Songshan swordsmanship, Hengshan swordsmanship…”

“Taiyue Sanqingfeng, Ning’s sword, flying sand and stone thirteen moves …” “Black Blood Magic

Needle, Xuantian Finger, Liuding Kaishan… …”

…

The martial arts in “Swordsman” was unlocked in his mind.

“What’s wrong? Group review before the exam? “Chen Luo shook his head. It is estimated that after he announced the existence of martial arts yesterday, this group of people started to read books seriously!

” However, my library of martial arts seems to have been enriched. ”

Just as Chen Luo sighed, Lu Tong knocked on the door: “Uncle, there is a call from the palace!” ”

…

Following Wang Li who was summoned, he rushed all the way to the imperial city, and trotted all the way into the Changming Palace.

As soon as Chen Luo appeared, everyone looked at him.

“What’s the matter? The eyes of these people seem to want to prostitute me for nothing!” Chen Luo complained in his heart, stepped forward and saluted Ye Heng, “Wan Anbo Chen Luo, I have seen Your Majesty!”

“Chen Luo, don’t worry too much Salute!” Ye Heng waved his hand with a smile, “I ask you, are you good at martial arts?”

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, asking about privacy?

“Hmm…” The prime minister snorted, “Wan Anbo, what your majesty means is that your current martial arts is comparable to the level of Confucianism, and what is your combat power?”

Chen Luo looked at Wen Xiang, blinking his eyes, as if I was asking: “Pretending to be coercive or admitting cowardice?”

Wen Xiang laughed dumbly: “Don’t worry, just tell the truth!”

Chen Luo thought for a while, if it was a few hours ago, he still had to be humble.

Now, hehe, I have a lot of martial arts in my mind, and my thirty-six acupoints are almost full.

So be honest.

Chen Luo made a bow to the left minister: “It’s hard to say my realm. According to my cultivation, it is equivalent to the Confucian school’s pen-and-ink realm.”

“As for combat power!”

Chen Luo raised his chest and raised his head: “Warrior, let’s go forward!”

“Under the same situation, within ten steps.”

“I am invincible!”

… The

court was quiet, and suddenly, someone laughed.

This Chen Luo really knows how to joke.

Wen Xiang frowned: “Chen Luo, I want you to tell the truth!” Just as

Chen Luo was about to answer, a long howl suddenly came from outside the hall.

“Report–”

After the crowd looked around, they saw a sergeant with three urgent flags hanging behind him, running straight into the Changming Palace, holding a military newspaper in both hands, and shouting: “Wanrenshan urgent report, the barbarian Yilisa The Khan and the Mordan Khan are moving south, suspected to reinforce the winter offensive!”

Hearing the sergeant’s report, the whole court was in an uproar, and Ye Heng received the military report from Hou An with a livid face.

The prime minister and Wen looked at each other, then suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Chen Luo’s hand.

“Chen Luo, I’ll ask you again, are you really invincible in the same situation?” The

Prime Minister stepped forward and added, “You don’t need to be invincible, just equal!”

Chen Luo saw the serious expressions on the faces of Wen Xiang and Zheng Xiang. Looking at it, the newly unlocked martial arts library flashed in his mind.

Before he absorbed Ji Zhong’s awe-inspiring righteousness, he found that his mortal energy was almost twice that of Ji Zhong’s.

And Ji Zhong is a figure appreciated by all four senior brothers.

How can this be cowardly?

Chen Luo nodded: Of course!

Wen Xiang nodded towards the political minister. At this moment, the two seemed to be political enemies and seemed to have reached an agreement.

The prime minister shouted: “Mo Tingfeng!” Mo Daru,

who had accompanied Bai Qingqing to the capital before, hurriedly stood up: “Your official is here!”

“Go and fight the demon mission!”

Chen Luo was surprised: Demon… Yaozu?

Chen Luo looked at Wen Xiang.

Wen Xiang also looked at Mo Daru: “Gambling, one-on-one, ten places in the Crystal Demon Realm!”

Mo Daru: Yes!

Chen Luo’s eyes moved back and forth between Zheng Xiang and Wen Xiang.

“You guys, what exactly do you want to do?”

This time, he made a huge stamp. . .

Because there is no manuscript saved, I sent it directly after a rough check, so there are some typos. . I will try my best to control it myself, and I will change it as soon as you catch me. Thank you for your hard work…

Hey, great chapter…

(End of this chapter)