Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 175

[Chapter 174 Sorry]

Sima Lie’s voice trembled a little. What he felt just now was clearly the power of time that only their historians had.

Hearing Sima Lie’s shout, everyone’s eyes fell on the “Picture of Fishing Old Man”.

If you say what is the most irresistible attack in this world, it must be years.

Even Confucius once sighed: the dead are like husbands, and they never give up day and night.

Liu Wenzong used the majestic power of heaven and winter as his murderous intent, and endowed “The Picture of Fishing Old Men” with unparalleled attacking power, but in the end, it was cracked by the barbarian god with the method of “turning the setting sun with blood, melting ice and snow, and turning winter into autumn”.

But what if it is the power of time?

Apart from hard resistance, there is almost no solution!

This is also the reason why historians have a detached status in Confucianism.

When it comes to slaughter, historians should rank first!

The most important treasure of Confucianism today is “Spring and Autumn” written by Confucius himself, and among the top ten, Sima’s “Historical Records” and “Zizhi Tongjian” can also be listed. The preciousness of historians’ treasures can be seen.

If the previous “Fishing Old Man Picture” was only a mid-level semi-holy treasure, now it seems to be a top-notch treasure.

Everyone looked at Chen Luo one after another, but Chen Luo seemed to be in shock at this moment, a little stunned, and didn’t know what he was thinking. Everyone looked at Yan Tianbing again.

After all, according to the Yan family, as long as someone completes “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man” and can restore its semi-holy power, then give it as a gift.

The Yan family is also a semi-sacred family. Although Yan Sheng is a saint, he has left a lot of semi-sacred paintings, and some of them can be bred to become new semi-sacred cultural treasures. Therefore, it is still within the acceptable range to give up a copy of “The Picture of Fishing Old Men”.

However, what if it is a semi-sacred treasure of historians?

Many of the Confucian scholars present were born in aristocratic families. They imagined that if they were relocated, most of their ideas would be to compensate Chen Luo with other treasures. At most, they would maintain the same shared status as the Liu family.

Maybe people in the world will criticize it, but compared to a semi-sacred treasure of historians, it is not worth mentioning.

At this time, Yan Tianbing did not pay attention to the gazes of the crowd, and stared straight at each person and figure on the picture. After a while, he came back to his senses, saluted Chen Luo deeply, and said, “Yan Tianbing, on behalf of my Yan family, Thank you Wan Anbo for the last wish of the ancestors of the whole family.”

Immediately, Yan Tianbing waved his hand, and the “Fishing Old Man Picture” was rolled up, and the semi-holy pressure that emanated was also instantly drawn into the scroll, and no longer leaked out. every bit.

Yan Tianbing held up the scroll with both hands and handed it to Chen Luo.

“”The Picture of Fishing the Old Man”, from now on, belongs to the Chen family!”

Chen Luo realized now, and was about to reach out to take the “Picture of Fishing the Old Man”, when a loud shout came out—

“No!”

Chen Luo After a pause, following the reputation, it was the great Confucian Zhiye.

Lin Zhiye got up from his seat and walked in front of Yan Tianbing: “Tianbing, I have known you for many years, today I must be a good friend!

” Only then can it play its role. If you send it to Chen Luo, and he can’t move it, what good will it do for this world and this human race?”

“Senior Yan Sheng and Liu Wenzong died at the hands of barbarians, so it should be Give this map to those who fight against the barbarians in the north, and let them use this treasure to kill barbarians. Now that this map has the power of time, if it can kill the barbarian emperor, or even a barbarian god, it will be for Senior Yan Sheng and Liu Wenzong Revenge!”

“I don’t think it’s better to compensate Chen Luo with those other treasures.”

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhiye looked at Chen Luo again, with a condescending attitude, and said lightly: “Yan Sheng is a sage of my human race, you can write a poem to recover “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man”, you have made a contribution to the human race.”

“Now that “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man” has reached a higher level, it should be in the hands of more suitable people. Although you are young, you should also understand the righteousness of the world The old man heard that you once said, ‘The great man is for the country and the people’, so this matter is decided!”

Listening to Lin Zhiye’s words, except for a few great scholars who nodded slightly, most of them were angry. This Lin Zhiye came up to talk about the world and the human race, oppressing people with righteousness, and then seized the blood feud between Yan Sheng and Liu Wenzong, forced Yan Tianbing, and finally gagged Chen Luo’s mouth with Chen Luo’s words, so that he would not Good refusal.

But this matter is the Yan family’s family matter, and it is not easy for everyone to intervene.

Chen Luo looked at Lin Zhiye suspiciously, and asked, “You are…”

“Old man Yuezhou Lin Zhiye.”

“Oh, I thought you were Yan Zhiye or Liu Zhiye!” Chen Luo muttered said a word.

Lin Zhiye frowned, and said: “This old man and Brother Yan have known each other for thirty years, and now that there is a big right and wrong, it is natural to be a friend of Brother Yan! Chen Luo, are you not willing to this old man’s proposal?”

Chen Luobai He glanced at Lin Zhiye, ignored him, and looked directly at Yan Tianbing: “Patriarch Yan, what do you mean?”

Yan Tianbing shook his head slightly: “It’s the same for a family without trust. At the moment of the verse, this “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man” has already belonged to Wan Anbo.”

After finishing speaking, Yan Tianbing handed “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man” to Chen Luo, and then cupped his hands towards Lin Zhiye and said, “Zhiye Brother, it doesn’t matter whether I give it or not. This “Fishing Old Man Picture” already belongs to Wan Anbo, how to deal with it depends on Wan Anbo’s intention.”

Lin Zhiye heard Yan Tianbing’s answer, His face was blue and red, but he still refused to give up. Of course, he knew the relationship between Chen Luo and Fang’s family clearly from the letter with Fang Huaji. This historian’s treasure must not fall into Chen Luo’s hands.

If Chen Luo handed over this treasure to Bamboo Sage, or any of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, the opponent’s family would pose a huge threat.

Therefore, he absolutely must prevent this from happening.

Lin Zhiye looked at Chen Luo and said, “Chen Luo, if you really understand righteousness as you said, you should donate “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man” and let it serve our human race instead of following you Bury it down.”

“If you do this, I, Lin Zhiye, admire you as a gentleman!”

Chen Luo snorted lightly.

“Your Excellency, in my hometown, there is a woman who lives by the river and carries a basket of fish to the street to sell every day. Someone advised her to get a donkey instead, but she refused. Do you know why?” Lin   Zhiye

didn’t understand why Chen Luo suddenly mentioned this question, but he still said, “Why   ?   ” laugh out loud.   Lin Zhiye’s face was flushed red: “You bastard! You insulted the Confucianism, do you still have a sense of superiority or inferiority? Today I will wait for the Bamboo Sage to teach you a lesson!”   Lin Zhiye suddenly stretched out a hand , Calling Chen Luo. Because the two stood too close, even Yan Tianbing didn’t react, Sima Lie yelled: “Lin Zhiye, how dare you!”   Chen Luo never expected that this Lin Zhiye would actually dare to attack him Suddenly, the mortal qi from the 300 acupuncture points all over his body exploded, blocking Lin Zhiye’s righteous qi for an instant.   Just when Chen Luo was about to take advantage of the situation to push away, all of the mortal energy erupting from Chen Luo’s body was absorbed by the “Picture of Fishing Old Man”, and the “Picture of Fishing Old Man” opened automatically, and a fishing line seemed to appear out of thin air, and landed on the ground. On Lin Zhiye’s wrist, before Lin Zhiye could react, the fishing line was wrapped several times around Lin Zhiye’s hand, and then it was fixed by the hook. The fishing line was pulled back suddenly, and everyone saw Lin Zhiye’s hand. Ye was pulled by the fishing line and was directly drawn into “The Picture of Fishing Old Men”.   This sudden change made everyone’s complexions change, especially Chen Luo was also taken aback—   the mortal energy of the three hundred acupuncture points has been sucked out!   At this time, everyone looked at the “Picture of the Old Fisherman”, and saw that the old man on the way had raised his fishing rod, and a fish was struggling back and forth on the fishing rod.   It’s just that the fish gave people the impression that it was Lin Zhiye.

The forest fish struggled for a while, finally broke the fishing line, fell into the river, and then moved towards the outside of the painting. In the blink of an eye, the fish flew out of “The Picture of Fishing Old Men” and transformed into Lin Zhiye’s appearance again in mid-air, but at this time, Lin Zhiye’s face was haggard and his hair was gray, unlike the stern one just now. Middle-aged people are completely different, as if they are an octogenarian in his twilight years.

“Sure enough, it’s the power of time!” Sima Lie’s eyes lit up, he didn’t care about Lin Zhiye’s feelings, and he explained loudly, “This “Fishing Old Man Picture” traps the enemy in the picture and wears it away with the power of time. Look at Lin Daru’s The situation, this short moment, seems to have consumed a lifespan!”

“Hiss—” everyone gasped.

The lifespan of a great Confucian is only one hundred and eighty years old, only three Jiazi, even if he takes treasures, he will not exceed two hundred and forty years old at most.

That Lin Zhiye had just stepped into the gate of the three-character realm, and it was estimated that it was two Jiazi’s lifespan, and he consumed one in just a while?

Calculated according to his age, if he can’t be promoted or has no life extension treasure, wouldn’t he have less than ten years to live?

So brutal!

At this moment, Lin Zhiye was also aware of his own situation, and his fear turned into incomparable anger, pointing at Chen Luo: “You…you are so vicious, I will go to Wenchang Pavilion to sue you for murdering a great Confucian of the human race for no reason! ”

No, no, it has nothing to do with Wan Anbo.” Sima Lie walked up to Chen Luo at this time, looked at Lin Zhiye, and said, “Look carefully at this “Picture of Fishing the Old Man.

” Looking at the picture, I saw a beautiful face sticking out of the cabin on the boat.

It is the soul-painting woman in the previous picture of “Spring Girl”.

Yan Tianbing suddenly realized, and explained: “It was the soul of the painting who sensed the master’s distress, entered the “Fishing Old Man Picture” and awakened the “Fishing Old Man Picture”, and then started the “Fishing Old Man Picture”!”

At this time, Leng Hanbing walked out, Said: “Wenchang Pavilion has long been concluded, and the active attack launched by the spiritual creature warning belongs to the category of defense.”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Luo: “However, Wan Amber, although Lin Daru is the first to attack and bear the main responsibility, but you are defending with semi-sacred cultural treasures, which is really too much defense!”

“According to the law, you I have to apologize!”

“I’m sorry!” Chen Luo hastily bowed to Lin Zhiye!

Lin Zhiye couldn’t hold back a mouthful of blood any longer, and spurted out, his feet went limp, and he slumped on the ground.

Yan Tianbing was shocked, and hurriedly called his servants, carried Lin Zhiye out, and specifically told Lin Daru to carry it more steadily now that he was old and frail, so as not to knock Lin Zhiye over.

Lin Zhiye spat out another mouthful of blood when he heard the words, but he didn’t have the strength to spray it far away, and spat out his entire chest!

Watching Lin Zhiye being carried away, Qi Kexiu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, walked quietly to Leng Hanbing’s side, put the Wen Bao pen in Leng Hanbing’s hand, and left quietly without saying a word .

“Wan Anbo.” Yan Tianbing rolled up “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man” again, handed it to Chen Luo, and said through voice transmission, “Now you don’t have the strength to raise “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man”, so every time you use “The Picture of Fishing the Old Man” You have to rely on yourself to accumulate energy.”

Chen Luo nodded, understanding that it was Yan Tianbing who warned him not to use “The Picture of Fishing Old Men” as a routine method, and quickly thanked him.

Normal, the big move has to wait for the CD!

At this time, Sima Lie suddenly moved to Chen Luo’s side, and said via voice transmission: “Wan Anbo, this old man has a puzzle, please ask Wan Anbo to help him!”

Chen Luo knew that Mr. Sima had helped him a lot, so he was naturally very polite Said: “Old man, please tell me, Luo Zhi has everything to say.”

Sima Lie nodded, and said: “When the poem “Fishing Old Man Picture” was completed, the old man noticed that Wan Anbo also has the power of time in his body. It was scattered, but it was also covered up by the power of time in “The Picture of Fishing Old Men.”

“I don’t know how Wan Anbo did it?”

Chen Luo was startled, and then looked at Sima Lie.

This old man, with his poisonous eyes, actually saw it.

That’s right!

At that time, after I finished writing “Linjiang Immortal Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water”, I was naturally not surprised by “Fishing Old Man Picture”! It was just because of a message from his dream flower forest that he temporarily entered the dream flower forest in a trance.

As soon as he entered the flower forest, he saw it—

it was a butterfly that was bigger and more gorgeous than all the butterflies he had encountered before, and he was attracted to it because of “Linjiang Immortal Rolling Yangtze River in the East”!

That is: “The Romance of the Three Kingdoms”!

To explain, it is now the full version

(end of this chapter)