Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 315
[Chapter 311 Mantian is coming?]
Zhang Qingye looked at the wild moon in the sky through the high window sill.
“I didn’t expect that the last thing Zhang Qingye saw before his death was Man Tianyue!” Zhang Qingye laughed at himself, and a sense of drowsiness came over him.
He withdrew his gaze and looked forward. Huge blood-colored cocoons blocked his sight. He lowered his head, and the blood-colored silk had already woven to his chest, quickly wrapping towards his head. A blood-colored wild silkworm coiled in front of him, spitting out bloody silk, and weaving this cocoon.
He tried to bite his tongue to kill himself, but the seal on his body made him unable to even open his mouth.
“It’s a pity that I didn’t kill one more barbarian before I died!” This was Zhang Qingye’s last consciousness, and then he was shrouded in darkness.
He, Zhang Qingye, Master Jing, is the captain of the Eighth Battalion of the Zhengqi Great Wall Fairview Army.
When the barbarian army attacked the city, they fought to the death without retreating, and were eventually captured. They failed to beg for death, and were taken captive back to the barbarian plains. The barbarian silkworms were used as blood sacrifices and transported back to the hinterland of the barbarians for the nobles to buy and use.
Together with him, there were eight hundred and four soldiers from the Eighth Battalion under his command who were devoured by wild silkworms!
Dozens of human race supporters, once turned into barbarian food.
hateful!
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Wanren Mountain.
“I ordered the Fushan Camp, Sanshui Camp, and Beijiang Camp to go out of the barbarian for three thousand miles, accompanied by ten great Confucian scholars, and the captured soldiers must be rescued.” Han Qingzhu signed the military order and handed it over to the messenger. The soldiers immediately took orders and left.
Han Qingzhu looked at the map again. According to the usual situation, the Battle of Cold Winter has entered the final stage at this time. It’s just that there is a dark cloud lingering in Han Qingzhu’s heart.
Where are the tower bones?
At the beginning of the war, the two major khan tribes of Elisa and Mordan moved south, and the northern border was jittery. As the war unfolded, the Mordan Khan repeatedly launched attacks. There were indeed traces of the tribes belonging to the Ilisa Khan’s tribe in the barbarian army. If it wasn’t for the martial arts that appeared out of thin air, plus the effective scheduling in advance, I am afraid that the Rendong people will suffer a big loss this time.
As a result, the human race and the barbarian race are almost in a draw, and they have not suffered a big loss.
But the problem is-
the bones of the Emperor Khan’s pagoda of the Ilisa Khan have been missing.
In the Eight Great Khans of the Barbarian Clan, every Khan Emperor is expected to attack the Barbarian God, especially this tower bone. He is not the direct blood clan of Eliza, but by virtue of his own strength and military exploits, he gained the support of the Elisa tribe step by step, and finally ascended to the position of Khan Emperor.
Zhen Xuansi once ranked according to the threat to the human race from the Khan Emperors of the Eight Great Khans. Mordan, who invaded the northern border every year, only ranked sixth, while this tower bone ranked third.
It was such a Khan Emperor who could be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the human race, who led his troops to the south and then disappeared.
Han Qingzhu couldn’t help but not pay attention.
At this moment, Xiao Qi walked into the meeting hall holding a letter.
“Soldier, there is a letter from Marquis Dongcangwu!”
Han Qingzhu was stunned: “Chen Luo?”
“Why is he writing a letter?” “Do you want me
to wipe his ass again?”
Still took a look at the letter, eyes inexplicable.
Xiao Qi looked curious: “Minister Wu, is Wu Hou causing any trouble?”
Han Qingzhu said with a half-smile, “This kid has been preparing for a winter martial arts academy, and it’s about to open.”
“Please let me go and watch the ceremony!”
“Isn’t this a nonsense? The truth is that the governor wants to go to war, so I don’t have the time to watch the opening ceremony of his martial arts academy.”
Xiao Qi’s eyes flickered, and he reminded in a low voice: “Minister of the military, you can go to the Wuhou Temple to worship Zhuge Kongming!”
Han Qingzhu was moved immediately, but thinking of the threat of the tower bone, he still sighed: “I still can’t leave. You go to Baizhan Hall and say, choose a few great scholars to represent my Weiwu Mansion.”
Xiao Qi showed embarrassment “It’s better for you to appoint the military minister, otherwise I’m afraid that the Confucian scholars will fight!”
Han Qingzhu was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: “These old guys! How about this, let’s rank down according to the military exploits, go to ten!”
“Yes !” Xiao Qi immediately led the order and went out.
Han Qingzhu looked down at the letter in Chen Luo’s hand again, and muttered to himself, “Martial arts are only three thousand miles away, so it shouldn’t be a problem to educate the world!”
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Zhongjing City, Chunqiu Hall.
The chronometer in the Chunqiu Hall continued to shake, and the four great historians unleashed the power of their family, country and world to try to stabilize the chronometer.
Sima Lie stepped into the void, and while waving his hand, the phantom of “Spring and Autumn” emerged, covering the time watcher, instantly suppressing the movement of the time watcher.
“What happened?” Sima Lie asked in a deep voice.
“Mr. Sima.” A great scholar of historians cupped his hands, “Since last night, there have been strange noises in the time-watching instrument, and the sands of time have fallen from all directions at the same time. We thought there was something wrong with the time-watching instrument, so we used the magical power of ‘broken mirror reunion’ to restore the time-watching instrument. Unexpectedly, it was counterattacked by the time patrol instrument, so it kept shaking.”
Sima Lie looked puzzled: “Sand falling from all directions?”
“This is a sign of great changes in the world!”
Sima Lie’s eyes flashed doubts, and he deduced Time and space, there is no sign of a world of great changes. Immediately, he asked, “Which direction is the sand falling the most?
” Such a familiar place! To the northeast, 36,000 miles—isn’t this Dongcang City? What the hell did that Marquis of Wu do again?
At this moment, Sima Lie’s disciple ran into the Xunshi Pavilion, waving a letter in his hand: “Teacher, teacher, there is a blue bird in Dongcang City!”
Sima Lie quickly reached out and took the letter from his disciple. , glanced roughly, his face was overjoyed, and he kept shouting: “Good! Good! Good!” As
he said, his whole body was full of ups and downs, and he was about to summon the historian’s giant gate to Dongcang. Space-time fluctuations interrupted the appearance of the historian’s giant gate.
It’s obviously a good thing, but I actually want to eat alone!
Sima Lie is old!
“Mr. Sima, why are you so happy!”
“That’s right, it’s better to be happy alone than to be happy with others. Mr. Sima, why don’t
you share something.” Sima Lie gently stroked his beard: “Hahaha, I happily forgot about it. Please forgive me. ”
“The last time Marquis Wu answered the three questions about running a school, you all remember it!”
All the great Confucian scholars nodded one after another.
“The Martial Academy will be open this time, and Marquis Wu sent an invitation to watch the ceremony. I will go to invite you right away!”
“The recruiting of the great changes in the world is probably from the Martial Academy!”
“Everyone, the old
man is leaving first!” , Sima Lie wanted to summon the giant gate of historians again, but was blocked by a force of family, country and world. Sima Lie looked at the crowd: “Everyone, what do you mean?”
All the great scholars suddenly felt a sour taste in their mouths.
They all study history, who wouldn’t want to see history with their own eyes!
Who doesn’t want to write a sentence in the history books, “My relatives watch it”!
How come you, Sima Lie, took all the good things by yourself?
“Hahaha, old Mr. Sima, I have been friends with Marquis Wu for a long time, so let’s go with you this time.”
“Yes, Mr. Sima, this junior wants to witness the great changes in Dongcang City with his own eyes. Let’s go together.”
“That’s right, Mr. Sima, the old man is about to branch off to Dongcang, and I just took this opportunity to pay a visit to Marquis Wu. I think I won’t refuse the old man to go with me, hahahaha!”
“Old Mr. Sima, I have a straight temper, so I’ll just say it straight. If you don’t take us with you, we’ll spread the news throughout the Spring and Autumn Hall! When hundreds of historians and Confucians go to Dongcang together, it will be difficult to find out who is the first record!”
Sima Lie was startled, his face pale. Looking at the four great Confucians in front of him complicatedly, he sighed: “But the invitation letter only said to invite me alone!”
Bah, old man!
The Four Great Confucians cursed in their hearts, but still replied with a smile on their faces: “It’s okay, I can serve as the old man’s entourage.”
“The younger generation should be the old man’s nephew.”
“Old man, um… By the way, my little concubine Isn’t she the younger sister of your concubine? We are brother-in-law! Why can’t we go together?”
“I… I am responsible for closing the gate of the historian, so let’s treat it as the old man’s closed disciple.”
Sima Lie looked at the four great scholars, Too tired to speak.
Can you all find such an excuse?
Confucianism, really dirty!
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Wenchang Pavilion.
Yan Baichuan looked at the letter in his hand and stroked his beard.
“One month ago, I went to Dongcang once for the three questions about running the school!”
“Half a month ago, because of Zhuge Liang, I went to Dongcang again!”
“Today, I have to go to Dongcang again for the matter of Wuyuan!”
“This is a bit inappropriate!”
Leng Hanbing, who was on the side, heard Yan Baichuan muttering to himself, and his face brightened. He was about to speak when he heard Yan Baichuan shout: “Han Bing!”
Leng Hanbing nodded immediately : “Wenxiang, don’t worry, I will definitely…”
“Take care of Wenchang Pavilion!”
“If there is something important, let me know immediately!”
Leng Hanbing was taken aback: “It’s not… Wen Xiang, didn’t you say it’s inappropriate?
” Yes!”
“Let’s go to the truth!”
As he said, Yan Baichuan’s whole body was filled with righteousness, and he disappeared in place.
Leng Hanbing looked at the empty seat, only feeling cold, cold, and ice in his heart!
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The eight major academies in Beijing.
Eight blue lights flew up and headed towards the northeast.
Everywhere in Daxuan, the aristocratic families who supported Chen Luo’s construction of Leya Port at the beginning also received letters from Dongcang. There was almost no delay, and blue lights flew out from their respective mansions towards the northeast. and go.
Lu Fangweng’s lineage, Mr. Banshi’s lineage, and Mu Yu’s old man’s lineage also received the invitation, and a series of blue figures flew out of the green mountains and beautiful waters, heading straight to the northeast.
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At the same time, Dongcang City.
Qin Dangguo personally sat in charge and directed the preparations for the opening of the hospital. Chen Luo walked over with a relaxed face, and Qin Dangguo hurriedly stepped forward to salute: “Master Hou, all the invitations for the ceremony have been sent out, and all the guests are expected to arrive within three days.”
“Thank you.” Chen Luo nodded, looking at Wu Looking at the majestic gate of the courtyard, I feel emotional.
For a long time, he thought that the martial arts academy was at best a place to train martial artists full-time, which was the “university” in his mind. It wasn’t until Yun Siyao told Yun Siyao that he was going to open the martial arts academy yesterday that he realized that he was thinking simply.
“The Martial Academy is the place where martial arts are educated!” Yun Siyao’s words recalled in Chen Luo’s mind, “In the past, the Jixia Academy was founded, and it was connected to the Dao of Heaven, so that it could be passed on
from generation to generation .” Confucianism is a hundred times more difficult to teach, and extremely difficult to learn!”
“The same is true for martial arts. Dongcang Martial Academy is the number one martial arts academy in the world, and it must be connected to the way of heaven. Otherwise, except for you as a teacher, it will be difficult for others to teach and learn.”
Chen Luo woke up almost instantly. Since the beginning of martial arts, almost everyone who has mastered martial arts Most people learn it from books by themselves, and there are rare examples of mastering martial arts taught by others. At present, only Su Qianqian has mastered martial arts beyond comprehension after being taught “Luoying Excalibur Palm” by him.
That is to say, if there is no teaching place approved by the Heavenly Dao, in the future martial arts can only worship him as a teacher, Chen Luo, and cannot teach or accept it privately.
According to Tiandao’s understanding, that is illegal teaching!
From the perspective of the development of Confucianism, Taoism and even Buddhism, only when the first academies, Taoist schools or monasteries are established and recognized by the Dao of Heaven can the teaching of the torch be truly carried on.
Because of this, Chen Luo sent out invitations to hold the martial arts ceremony.
Thinking of this, he looked to the north.
Ever since he moved his mind, the dangerous mirror in his soul has been trembling constantly.
Damn, do you want to come?
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There is a saying: Confucian scholars congratulate the Martial Academy, and the barbarians attack Dongcang. What do you want to know about the future? Please read the next chapter!
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