Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 152
[Chapter 151]
“Wang Zi’an? Wang Bo?” Chen Luo was startled.
In the time and space of the previous life, Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and Luo Binwang formed the “Four Heroes of the Early Tang Dynasty”. After writing the “Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng”, he crossed the sea to visit his father, and fell into the sea and died when he was only 27 years old.
In this world, there is naturally Wang Bo, but his fate has not changed. After he boarded the Star-picking Tower, he wrote “Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together, the autumn waters are the same color as the sky”, and then led the team into the Crystal Demon Realm, and then the entire army was wiped out.
Known in history as the Death of the Crystal Demon.
But this was two hundred years ago!
Chen Luo looked at Wang Zi’an carefully, and said, “Are you still alive?”
Wang Zi’an didn’t seem to hear Chen Luo’s words, and said to himself: “Bo knew that he was going to die, so he left this piece of soul message. My fellow clan can inherit our legacy and escort Yun Ling back to our human race!”
The doubtful expression on Chen Luo’s face disappeared for a moment, and he knew in his heart that if there is nothing wrong, the withered bone outside should be Wang Bo, and here , just a piece of information left by him.
Chen Luo looked at the suave Wang Bo, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. It was Wang Bo who waved his hand, and the space changed. Chen Luo raised his head, and he was standing under a towering ancient tree. Go, this towering ancient tree is the dead tree in front of the dead bones of the outside world, and at this time, Wang Bo’s voice sounded again.
“Everything starts with this ancient tree…”
…
“On that day, I was very energetic and vowed to lead my comrades to snatch more trees from the barbarians. But…” Wang Bo said The voice was low, “The barbarians actually came out with a ‘Heart Curse’ barbarian spirit, which broke our joint attack formation. We were defeated and went into a valley by mistake, and saw the ‘Cangyun Ancient Tree’.”
Chen Luo’s eyes flashed , as if seeing hundreds of Confucian scholars surrounding the “Ancient Cangyun Tree”, all of them showed excitement.
Wang Bo’s figure appeared beside Chen Luo, looking at the ancient tree with memories in his eyes: “How Yunmu was born has always been a mystery until we discovered the ancient Cangyun tree.”
Chen Luo looked at the ancient tree , I saw a gust of wind blowing past the ancient tree, and a crystal light spot was blown up by the wind, and fell on an ordinary tree next to it. The tree absorbed the crystal light spot, and unexpectedly gave birth to the power of luck. Under Luo’s gaze, it turned into a tree.
Chen Luo’s eyes froze, and he thought of the Kun Ling.
Wang Bo continued on his own, “This ancient tree has already turned into a demon, but the vegetation has turned into a demon, with only essence and energy, without the spirit.”
Chen Luo nodded secretly, and the seven gourd dolls at home are the ones. The situation is still that I used the story of “cucurbit baby” to endow them with “gods”.
“I have reached an agreement with the ancient tree of Cangyun. The ancient tree of Cangyun will return to the human race with us, and the human race will bestow gods on it. It’s just…” Wang Bo’s voice sank, “The ‘Heart Curse’ barbarian spirit is actually here A spell has fallen on us, and we can hear our conversation.”
“As soon as we came out of the valley with the ancient tree of Cangyun, we were besieged by the barbarians.”
“It’s less than half a day before we return, and we must Protect the ancient tree of Cangyun.” The
space changed again, and Chen Luo saw Confucian scholars running desperately on Qianfengyuan. Suddenly, someone turned around and shouted: “The barbarian is chasing you.”
“Broken!”
Instantly, Dozens of Confucian scholars turned around, broke away from the team, and ran towards the barbarians. During the run, Chen Luo heard a verse from their mouths one by one—
“The sea is foggy in the autumn city, and the mission is out in the early morning.”
“Hao Hao In the sky of the Yuan Dynasty, the sun is melting and melting.”
“Only the temples are white, but the clothes are dense.”
“The road and horses are all indistinguishable, and the suburban trees are as if lost.”
As the verses were shouted out, mist suddenly formed, and in this mist, the young scholars who recited the verses were visibly aged one by one, their black hair turned into snow, and their tight skin quickly Relaxed, those originally youthful faces turned into ravines in a blink of an eye. During the run, they fell to the ground one by one and never got up again.
It’s just that the mist summoned by the poem is getting thicker.
…
Time after time, the barbarians rushed out of the mist, and every time, a group of Confucian scholars would turn around and rush towards the barbarians without hesitation, singing verses.
“Duhou!”
“Duhou!”
“Duhou!”
In the sound of Duanhou, there were fewer and fewer Confucian scholars, until finally, there were only ten people around Wang Bo. Only at this time, the barbarians caught up again.
Wang Bo’s voice beside Chen Luo was full of sadness: “I am their leader, and I should be the first to turn around. But they put all their hopes on me.”
At this time, among the running figures, nine people Turning around resolutely—
“Broken Queen!”
They rushed towards the tide of barbarians, and Chen Luo saw clearly that the only person who didn’t turn around and continued to run was none other than Wang Bo.
…
“There is still one hour left.” Wang Bo said, “I was forced to hide in a valley.”
At this time, the space was changing, and Chen Luo came to the cave outside where he was before.
“This cave is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The barbarians want to trap me in it.” Wang Bo said softly, and Chen Luo saw Wang Bo in the picture sitting cross-legged, transporting the ancient tree from the storage bag. let it out.
“I can’t go back…” Wang Bo’s voice was full of sorrow, “Bo disappointed all my colleagues.”
“I can’t bring the ancient tree of Cangyun back to the human race.”
“But!” Wang Bo’s voice suddenly became passionate, “We didn’t lose!”
“We can’t, there will be someone who comes after us!”
“I reached a second agreement with Cangyun Ancient Tree.”
“I sacrificed my soul , become the ‘god’ of the ancient tree, it continues to wait, to wait for the human race!”
Chen Luo saw Wang Bo sitting cross-legged in front of the ancient tree, chanting words in the air, and a blue light slowly floated out of Wang Bo’s body, Putting it into the ancient tree of Cangyun, the ancient tree of Cangyun suddenly trembled for a moment, and then a crystal light group was born from the ancient tree. The light group continued to twist, and finally turned into the shape of a fish.
That Kunling!
Watching the birth of Kun Ling, Wang Bo smiled. His body decayed rapidly, and finally only a dry bone remained.
At this time, Wang Bo Xuying, who was standing beside Chen Luo, bowed deeply to Chen Luo again.
“The sadness of the Yangtze River has stagnated, and thousands of miles of thoughts will return.”
“The situation is high and late, and the mountains and mountains are flying with yellow leaves.”
With the sound of this homesick song “In the Mountains”, Wang Bo’s last message finally disappeared slowly.
Chen Luo’s eyes were moist.
For two hundred years, everyone knows about the Crystal Demon’s War, but no one knows what happened behind the Crystal Demon’s War. Even for two hundred years, some people have been yelling at that group of Confucian scholars and Wang Bo, thinking that it was their failure and bad luck for the human race.
Have they ever heard the “Broken Queen” resounding through the sky!
Have they ever seen Wang Bo’s dying smile after resolutely sending out his soul?
They may understand the homesickness and sadness of the song “In the Mountains”!
Chen Luo bowed deeply to the void.
“This time, let’s break the queen!”
…
Outside, Chen Luo opened his eyes.
Looking at Wang Bo’s bones in front of him, he bowed again, took out the storage order, and put it in, as if something was stuck in his heart, and he was very uncomfortable.
“Why hasn’t Yunling seen a human race in the past two hundred years?”
“Why does the Gu Sect know so much about human races?”
“Also…” Chen Luo took out the sunflower bone, “How can this map marking the location of Yunling come from ?” Is it a barbarian thing?”
Questions lingered in Chen Luo’s mind, at this moment, footsteps sounded in the cave passage, Chen Luo turned his head, and saw Ye Dafu, Wang Bugui, Tian Xiangwan and Ji Zhong walking in.
“Xiao Ji?” Chen Luo saw the seriously injured Ji Zhong at a glance, his complexion changed drastically, and he rushed up.
“Who did it!”
At this moment, the air of mortal dust burst out vigorously, the blowing dead trees rustled, and a hurricane seemed to be blown out of nowhere in the cave.
Chen Luo was furious!
I read “Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng” again in the morning.
Maybe the talent of this article exhausted his luck… It’s
okay.
In the book, I make up for him!
Then ask for a monthly ticket and a recommendation. . The ranking has been pulled…
(End of this chapter)
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