Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 196

[Chapter 193 Why is this so embarrassing?]

The sound of Ji Zhong waving his sword in the courtyard had lasted for almost two hours.

In the pavilion, Chen Luo was eating the melons and fruits transported from the south, looking at Ji Zhong who was shrouded in a righteous blue light, with some doubts, he looked at Song Tuizhi who was sitting by the side, and asked, “Senior brother, what about Xiao Ji?” What are you practicing?”

Song Tuizhi put down the “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” (unfinished version) he was brushing in his hand, looked at Ji Zhong with eyes full of admiration, and said, “Cultivate the spirit of Confucianism.”

Chen Luoyi Dazed, he remembered that Ji Zhong said that he wanted to create the Dugu Nine Swords by himself, but just by waving the sword in a mass of righteousness, he could develop the Confucianism Sword Intent?

Isn’t this the same as when I watched TV dramas when I was a child, and then tied sandbags on my legs, thinking that after untiing them, I could perform light kung fu?

Seeing the disapproving expression on Chen Luo’s face, Song Tuizhi smiled faintly: “I’ll let you experience it too!”

After Song Tuiyi waved his hand, a blue light quickly enveloped Chen Luo, and Chen Luo suddenly felt his body sink. , 129,600 pores all over the body seemed to be pierced by needles at the same time. Chen Luo whispered softly, and the mortal air from the 360 orifices all over his body gushed out, instantly breaking through the envelope of righteousness arranged by Song Tuizhi, sweating profusely, and looking at Song Tuizhi; “Fourth senior brother, what kind of righteousness is this? So fierce!”

“Family country world.” Song Tuizhi said lightly, but he was shocked in his heart, although it was just a random “family country world” by himself, but he did not expect to be broken by Chen Luo in the blink of an eye.

In any case, he is also a great Confucian with a righteous atmosphere.

Even if it is the master state, it is not so fast.

The junior brother’s cultivation seems to have improved again.

No, I can’t let the little brother notice his surprise, otherwise he will think that his brother is useless.

Song Tuizhi picked up the teacup, and said in an even more understated tone: “Did you feel it? The power of family, country and world in Xiao Ji is about twenty times what you just endured.”

“Ah?” Chen Luo was also shocked, and looked at Ji Zhong who was still struggling with his sword again. He couldn’t bear it just for a moment, and Xiao Ji had endured it twenty times, and it had been two hours. .

Seeing that Chen Luo didn’t pursue the matter of destroying his own country at will, Song Tuizhi heaved a sigh of relief and continued, “You’ve been too busy recently, so you haven’t noticed that Xiao Ji’s practice has been going on for a while.”

“Yi In my opinion, Xiao Ji’s limit is probably fifty times the oppression.” Song Tuizhi added calmly, “That’s equivalent to 10% of my power.”

Chen Luo opened his mouth wide, fifty times the oppression just now Is the oppression of the fourth senior brother 10% of the power of the family country and the world?

Doubling power is not as simple as simply multiplying by two. Every time the power reaches a limit, even if it increases a little bit, it may be ten times or a hundred times greater for the receiving party.

Like the straw that broke the camel’s back.

This is just the foundation, not counting the bonuses of various Confucian arts and magical powers!

A great Confucian in a positive mood, so terrifying!

Seeing Chen Luo’s admiring gaze, Song Tuizhi smiled contentedly.

“Uncle, Uncle!” Lu Tong trotted over and handed Chen Luo a greeting card.

Chen Luo took the greeting card, looked at it, and said to Song Tuizhi: “Brother, Mr. Sima invited me to the Spring and Autumn Hall.”

Song Tuizhi raised his brows slightly and nodded: “Well, let’s go. The Shijiahe I have always had a good relationship with Zhulin, so it is probably beneficial to invite you over.”

Chen Luo smiled and said, “The main reason is that I promised to visit Mr. Sima last time, but I forgot in a hurry. Hey, I really shouldn’t. I have to return it to you. I’m so sorry…”

Chen Luo stood up and cupped his hands with Song Tuizhi: “Then I’ll go.”

Song Tuizhi thought for a while, and said: “Just pick two treasures and come to the door. Give me the original poem!”

Chen Luo waved his hand: “It’s okay, that stuff is worthless!”

Song Tuizhi: (ノ￣ー￣)ノ

…

The Spring and Autumn Hall is located in the imperial city and has a separate passage. It is clearly in the imperial city, but it seems to be independent from the imperial city. The Chunqiu Hall has three death rules: first, no one from the royal family can enter the Chunqiu Hall; second, any wars and wars must not spread to the Chunqiu Hall; Otherwise, the holy punishment will come from heaven.

When Chen Luo walked to the entrance of Chunqiu Hall, he saw a stone tablet erected at the entrance, with eight large characters written on it: “I know I have sinned, but only Chunqiu”, a strong sense of vicissitudes came over my face.

Seeing Chen Luo’s arrival, the disciples of the historian who had been waiting here hurried forward and saluted: “Wan Anbo, Master Sima, ordered the students to wait here, please follow me.”

Chen Luo nodded and returned the salute , followed the disciple of the historian into the Spring and Autumn Hall.

The moment he stepped through the gate of Chunqiu Hall, Chen Luo seemed to feel a force passing through him, with a hint of weight, and the sound of waves sounded in his ears, and he couldn’t help but look back at the gate. The disciple of the historian noticed Chen Luo’s movements, and explained with a smile: “This gate was built by the sages of the predecessors to imitate the giant gate of the historian, and it has a trace of the power of the long river of history. Only after my disciple of the historian has condensed the energy of prosperity and decline can it be possible to sense it. Wan An Uncle, are you really not my disciple of the historian?”

Chen Luo shook his head, I am not even a Confucian scholar, how could I be a disciple of the historian?

That’s all the disciple of the historian said, and continued to lead Chen Luo inside.

Walking through the long corridor, the first thing Chen Luo walked into was a cemetery. There were countless statues in the cemetery. Each statue had a different shape, some were drinking, some were sleeping, some were writing, some were chanting… various forms , and so on.

“This is my historian’s cemetery, which enshrines the sages of historians, and it is also the first lesson for my descendants to learn as a historian: life is but a handful of loess, only the long river of history is endless!”

Chen Luo bowed to the statue of the sages in the cemetery, Going further in, apart from the cemetery, it suddenly became clear that there were four pavilions split on both sides, and there was a grand hall in the middle, and the thick atmosphere of vicissitudes almost became the essence.

“Hahaha, Xiaoyou Chen, we meet again.” Sima Lie stood outside the lobby, laughed twice when he saw Chen Luo, and walked forward. The disciple of the historian bowed and retreated. Very good, he pointed to the front and said, “How is it? How is the momentum of my Spring and Autumn Hall?”

Chen Luo naturally showed admiration on his face, nodded and said, “The weather is amazing.”

Sima Li pointed to the pavilions on both sides, and said: ” This is the Sun, Moon, Star, and Chen Pavilions of the Spring and Autumn Hall. Although the outside looks ordinary, there is something special inside.”

“This day pavilion, also called the Benji Pavilion, is the place where the semi-sages and the emperor’s Benji are stored and compiled.”

“Yue Pavilion, also known as Family Pavilion, stores and compiles the histories of various families.”

“Star Pavilion, also known as Biography Pavilion, is where the histories of court executives and sages in the field are compiled and stored.”

“Finally, Chen Pavilion, Also known as Cangsheng Pavilion, it contains everything, and records of events and ordinary people worthy of being recorded in history can be found in it.”

“Even if the land falls apart, as long as the sun, moon and stars still hang in the sky, our human race will not perish!”

See Seeing Sima Lie’s proud expression, Chen Luo also nodded in admiration.

This is how the continuation of the race takes root downwards and blossoms upwards.

This root is the past, this flower is the present and the future.

“Okay, okay, let’s not talk about this.” Sima Lie waved his hand, “Chen Xiaoyou, this time, there is an opportunity, but whether you can grasp it depends on yourself.”

Chen Luo said obediently with a look of longing. : “Oh, Mr. Sima, I’m not a disciple of the historians, so I just took your chance, what a shame – what kind of chance?”

Sima Lie laughed loudly, grabbed Chen Luo’s hand, and strode towards the place covered by the sun, moon and stars. Go to the guarded central hall…

Put the 40-meter broadsword aside.

Hey, I got up late, and then I made an hour and a half phone call with the director to deal with the work~

This chapter will be posted first, and I will hurry up and code the next chapter.

The last few days, next month will be fine, it will be fine…

(End of this chapter)