Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 186

[Chapter 183 It’s finally coming out next time]

Lightly, it fell in the palm of my hand.

Quietly, freezing in the palm of your hand.

Snowflakes finally fell without any scruples, and the entire Zhongjing City was covered with winter clothes.

But the fun didn’t stop.

Looking at the post at hand, Chen Luo sighed, it was Leng Hanbing’s post inviting him to a banquet.

After the holy invitation ceremony, Leng Hanbing reserved the venue for five days in Linglong Building and held a Wenbao Banquet.

It is said that a great Confucian treasure is displayed every day.

All bets won.

Wouldn’t he be beaten to death like this?

It has to be said that a great Confucianism is a great Confucianism.

Every day, the original owner of the treasure is the assistant, believe it or not?

I heard that Leng Hanbing promised them that as long as they attend the Wenbao Banquet, they can redeem the Great Confucian Wenbao within ten years.

Promise grandly, and plan openly!

In the general situation of great Confucian cultural treasures, there is only exchange, so how can there be a redemption?

Therefore, instead of being criticized, Leng Hanbing received a lot of gratitude.

It’s just this kind of banquet, what do you invite me to do?

As a taunt?

But it seems that Luo Sanqiu didn’t go either.

It is worthy of being my favorite Confucian, with awe-inspiring character!

Chen Luo played with the three shiny blue jade stones in his hand, hesitating a little.

Please ask the saint to get these three blue rays of holy will, how to use them?

…

Although the first snow has fallen in Zhongjing, Lingzhou is still full of flowers and willows.

Sitting on the bumpy carriage, Qin Yu flipped through the Daxuan Minbao in his hand.

Although “The Legend of the Condor Heroes” has come to an end, the “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” currently being serialized does not arouse Qin Yu’s interest.

It is too far away for him to be a famous minister and military general who schemes the world.

He prefers the personal power in martial arts, which is free and easy!

These days, every night, he would enter Huashan illusion, and fight those mortal monsters. Fortunately, with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms by his side, he fought very smoothly. Correspondingly, the mortal energy in his body rose like a rocket.

At present, six of the Twelve Classics have been completely opened up, and the two channels of Ren and Du have also been opened up, reaching the qualification to enter the Qi Cultivation Realm.

But Qin Yu is not in a hurry, he has experience in Confucianism, he understands what haste makes waste, and he understands that he must stabilize his foundation, so he is still ready to break through more meridians and dig more acupoints.

At this moment, a carriage passed by them, Qin Yu was taken aback for a moment, turned over and jumped out of the carriage without saying a word, and ran towards the carriage that passed by.

“Young man…” The coachman hurriedly stopped the carriage, turned his head, but only saw Qin Yu’s back.

At the moment when they rubbed shoulders just now, Qin Yu felt the aura of his own “Li Yan Text”.

His figure was like the wind, and the coachman on the carriage sensed that someone was following him, so he took down the crossbow bolt hanging on the carriage beam, pointed his head back at Qin Yu, and shot it into the soil in front of Qin Yu.

This is a warning, telling Qin Yu not to follow.

Qin Yu didn’t pay any attention to it, and rushed out with red dust in his hands, and hit the carriage. Suddenly, the wind of Qin Yu’s palm roared like a dragon, and a wave of dragon-like air rushed out.

The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon!

When the dragon-like air wave was about to approach the carriage, a cyan light curtain suddenly appeared on the carriage, blocking the air wave, and there was a loud explosion, and an impact was scattered, the carriage was overturned, and Qin Yu was also blown away. After a few steps. He stabilized his figure and stepped forward. At this time, an old man climbed out of the carriage.

“Wait a minute, wait a minute!” The old man was helped up by the coachman, raised his hand, and said, “Your Majesty’s money can be taken, please don’t hurt anyone’s life!”

Qin Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked suspiciously at the old man and the coachman in front of him, neither of whom he knew. And he didn’t feel the breath of “Li Yan Yuan” from the two of them.

Qin Yu turned his head and looked at the overturned carriage. The horses pulling the carriage were struggling to get up. Qin Yu walked to the side of the carriage and stroked the carriage. The familiar aura he sensed came from the carriage.

There is only one explanation, those people have been waiting in this compartment for a long time.

Qin Yu walked up to the old man and cupped his hands: “The boy is reckless. Dare I ask the old man, where did this carriage come from?” The

old man was stunned, and then said: “A few days ago in Xiling City, someone took this carriage Stopped at the entrance of Wenfeng Building, the shopkeeper waited to see the owner, and was reluctant to give up the daily horse feed, so he sold the carriage without authorization.”

“I saw that the carriage was blessed with the special effect of righteousness protection, so I bought it. Xiao Brother is the original owner of this carriage?”

Qin Yu shook his head slightly, walked up to the horse, put his hands together, and helped the horse and the carriage up. He took a breath: “I’m making trouble for no reason, please forgive me.” The

old man quickly waved his hand: “It’s not in the way, it’s not in the way, anyway, I’m not hurt, brother, don’t take it to heart.”

Qin Yu thanked again, turned and left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered Lingzhou, they found clues to the “Liyan Text”.

Xiling City, Wenfeng Building!

…

“Quack… (Let’s go here)” A clear and clear voice of frogs came from the pocket.

A Confucian scholar carefully took the pumpkin out of his pocket.

“Brother Guagua, we will enter Fucheng in another eighty miles!” The Confucian scholar looked at the sky and felt that he could still spend the night in Fucheng if he rushed.

“Gah… (No, sir, I’m tired!)”

Confucian scholar had a black line on his face.

Why are you so tired, you are always in my book bag, obviously I am on my way.

Jin Guagua glanced at Confucian scholar, seemed to see what he was thinking, and added something.

“Gah… (Tired from bouncing!)”

Confucian scholar: (￣ー￣)

Your frogs are always jumping and jumping when they walk, are you afraid of bouncing?

Jin Guagua bounced to a tree, took out a small table from his small baggage, the small table instantly became bigger, Jin Guagua jumped onto the small table, took out two exquisite Then he took out a wine jug and poured tea into the small bowl.

The tea is fragrant and refreshing.

“Qingxinquan?” The Confucian scholar was overjoyed, and quickly came up to him.

To be honest, since picking up this little lost frog in the forest, Confucian scholars’ quality of life has improved dramatically.

Every day is a treasure of heaven and earth, so that the righteousness in his body can faintly reach the realm of poetry from the state of writing.

This made him willing to become Jin Guagua’s human carriage.

Today’s food is Qingxinquan?

He once saw his teacher drink it. A drop of Qingxinquan should be soaked in a large wine tank and drink a cup every day.

Right now, he is holding a bowl full in his hands.

Times come and go!

The Confucian scholar raised his head and drank up the Qingxin Spring. He took a long breath and felt that the fog in his heart was much less. It seemed that he could climb over Shushan now.

It is indeed a rare treasure.

The Confucian scholar wiped his mouth, and saw Jin Guagua looking at him with the expression of looking at a fool.

“Huh? Brother Guagua, but the way I drank the fine wine just now was indecent? Would you like to give me another glass?”

Jin Guagua shook his head.

“Gah… (It doesn’t matter if I give you another glass)”

“Gah… (The main reason is that the water is not for drinking.)”

After finishing speaking, Confucian scholar saw that Jin Guagua took a sip, his cheeks puffed up a few times, as if he just rinsed his mouth, and then spit it out.

“Gah… (This is mouthwash)”

Confucian scholar: (｀Д*)

At this time, the fragrance of Qingxin Spring attracted some mosquitoes, buzzing continuously, and Jin Gua Gua frowned.

It opened its mouth and spit out a piece of jade talisman from its tongue, crushing the pumpkin directly!

A barrier rose, blocking the mosquitoes and flies from the barrier.

“You can continue eating!” Jin Guagua was satisfied.

Confucian scholar looked at the enchantment, his eyes straightened.

This is the Taoist defensive talisman, right?

This must be a Taoist defensive talisman, right?

The lowest level of Taoist defensive talisman can withstand the attack of Confucian scholars in the poetic realm!

You actually use it to keep mosquitoes away!

Are you not a frog?

Jin Guagua was also muttering in his heart at this time: “Gah… (Hmph, I’ve been fused with you before, and you want to be irresponsible!

” )”

“Gah… (Don’t think that I can’t make it to Zhongjing!)”

Thinking of this, Jin Guagua raised his head and asked again: “Gah… (When can we get to Zhongjing?)”

Confucian student was stunned: “According to this The speed, about a month or so.”

“Quack? Quack! (Is it that far? I remember that Zhongjing is very close!)”

“Why, Chongjin City is in Lingzhou!”

“Quack? (Chongjin? )”

“That’s right, the capital of Lingzhou, Du Zimei’s poem said ‘Flower Chongjin Official City’, Chongjin City, also known as Jinguan City   !

”

Brother Guagua, is there a problem?”

“Quack…quack…(direction…no, the destination is wrong!)”

“quack…(the farther away…the farther away.)”

…

two flowers bloomed, one for each branch.

Chen Luo shook his wrist, spread out the paper, and prepared to continue writing “The Romance of the Three Kingdoms”.

The current plot has entered from the Yellow Turban Uprising and Dong Zhuo’s chaos to the stage where heroes compete for the throne, and the curtain of the Three Kingdoms is slowly unfolding. In that mysterious space, the second statue and the third statue have already condensed.

Sun Ce, Sun Bofu, the little overlord of Jiangdong, and Xiahou Dun, the old and staunch man, drew his arrows and shot his eyes!

It happened that the Wu family of Shu Wei was one.

To Chen Luo’s surprise, even though Lu Bu was dead, the statue hadn’t even been erected.

Might have to wait a little longer.

However, Chen Luo was not in a hurry. After all, the most exciting part of “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” was after the Battle of Guandu, and it was almost meaningless now.

Zhuge Liang hasn’t left the mountain yet.

However, what Chen Luo is going to write today is the highlight.

According to the last book, Yuan Benchu lost his army and lost his generals, and Guan Yunchang hung his seal and sealed it with gold.

At the end of the article, it was Guan Yunchang who learned the news of the long-lost Liu Bei, and left Cao Ying alone and went for refuge. Cao Cao’s generals were furious when they heard the words, and one of them said: “I would like to ride three thousand horses to capture Guan Mou alive and offer it to the prime minister.” It was Cao general Cai Yang.

Exactly: wanting to leave the cave of the ten thousand-foot flood dragon, and meet three thousand tiger and wolf soldiers again!

But the story ends here.

“The Shame of the Literati” has been widely recognized by great Confucians!

It’s one thing to write a story well.

Broken chapters are another matter.

Two things need to be discussed separately.

Books are to be read, and people are to be scolded.

Don’t delay!

Look at Taoyuan’s trio of sworn brothers again, the brotherly love is earth-shattering!

Countless people are looking forward to it, not knowing how Yiqi Yuntian Guan Yunchang will deal with these three thousand pursuers and see his brother.

Many Confucian scholars sent people to guard outside Wan’anbo Mansion.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and a new day has arrived.

It’s finally time for the next one.

Chen Luo took a sip of the sour plum juice that Luo Hongnu personally delivered to Wan’anbo Mansion, spread out the pen, and wrote down the chapters and entries of this time – the

beautiful bearded man rides thousands of miles alone,

Hanshou Hou kills six generals in five passes !

In the White Tiger Festival Hall, hunting blades are not allowed to enter. .

Everyone put down the knife before talking!

…

Bawan is not a full-time writer. I was right about my work yesterday to three…

well, I don’t quibble… Don’t slap your face when you do it…

Squat!

(end of this chapter)