Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 324
[Chapter 320]
A long song rises into the night, and the clear sky and blue waves enter the chest. The “A Man
Should Be Self-Reliant” made for Dongcang to open the sea spread throughout Dongcang City in an instant.
“Self-improvement” appeared in Biji Aimu, the price, five hundred points of sword theory… a sentence!
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“It’s too much.” On the Lunjian teahouse, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
“It was a complete poem before, but now it’s sold in sections?” A warrior said with a depressed face after taking a sip of a pot of “Maotai” wine with one hundred points, “This is too watery. ”
“Hou Ye, this is a song of Kai Hai Zhuang, isn’t it just water!” Another warrior said indignantly, “There are fourteen sentences in total, and it takes 7,000 points to get all of them together.”
“That’s unnecessary “Another middle-aged martial artist shook his head, “Just exchange a few of them. Otherwise, the competition will be over before the song is over after you come on stage. It’s okay if you win, but if you lose, It ’s a bit embarrassing!”
Hearing this, many people thought for a while, if someone fell on the stage and the song was still singing “Let Haitian gather energy for me”, then the scene is indeed…
A Confucian scholar shook his head lightly, and The companion next to him said through voice transmission: “Wufu is still a little more brainy after all.”
“There is no bonus effect, why spend a lot of money to buy those voices?”
“Well, junior, what are you doing?”
He asked The younger Confucian scholar next to him raised his head: “Brother, do you think I bought ‘Arrogance and Laughing Thousands of Waves’, or this sentence ‘Look at the vast blue sky again’?”
“Brother, didn’t you hear what I said just now ?” Words? Such flashy things…”
“Brother, times have changed. Whether it is real is a matter of time, and whether it is flashy is an eternal question.” The young Confucian scholar said righteously.
The Confucian scholar was taken aback, and thought for a while: “The second sentence, it has something to do with my Confucianism…”
“Okay!”
“That… place an order for me too!”
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Yun Siyao in the city lord’s mansion He and Chen Luo continued the topic that was interrupted by Qin Dangguo yesterday.
“So what Senior Sister means is… I’d better absorb a kind of innate magical power of soul defense for the third time I raise my blood?” Chen Luo asked.
Yun Siyao nodded: “Your martial art already focuses on the physical body, and with the magical seed of ‘rebirth from a drop of blood’, supplemented by martial arts such as the golden bell cover, the physical body defense can already resist most of the attacks of the Master Realm. ”
But the soul is still a little weaker. Not to mention that the monster race and the barbarian have the soul attack method, but the human race and the Taoist sect mainly use the soul attack method, but it does not mean that the Confucianism and Buddhism do not have the soul attack method, especially in the future. Pushing the Heavenly Gate, you have to contact them.”
“Pushing the Heavenly Gate?” Chen Luo frowned slightly, he had always heard that the Heavenly Gate was going to be pushed, and he had seen the huge Heavenly Gate in martial arts, so he asked, “Senior sister, what’s the matter with pushing the Tianmen? Did I go to the Tianmen to push it?”
Yun Siyao chuckled, glanced at Chen Luo with her beautiful eyes, and said, “You think the Tianmen is the room of our room?” Is it a door? That is actually a restriction of the Dao of Heaven.”
“Restriction of the Dao of Heaven?”
“Yes. The essence of the Tongtian Road is a bridge between the human race and the Dao of Heaven. Did the fourth brother tell you?”
Chen Luo nodded.
“To give a simple example, the way of heaven is like an ocean, and the three roads leading to the sky from Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are like three huge pipes that guide the power of the way of heaven. The deeper the ocean, the more mysterious the power. The so-called ten thousand miles reach the sky, That is, the pipe can go deep into the depths of the sea.”
“Your martial art is only three thousand miles, which means that your pipe is only three thousand miles long, so it can only guide the power of sea water above three thousand miles.”
Chen Luo Thinking about it, he nodded again.
“The so-called pushing the gate of heaven to open six thousand miles, you can think of it as the tube of martial arts being extended by another three thousand miles.”
“But the power of the way of heaven is not endless, so the way of heaven puts a limit on the tube, and this limit is the gate of heaven.”
“This is just a simple example. Of course, the relationship between the real road to heaven and the way of heaven is not so simple, but the main point is probably the same.”
Chen Luo had a clear understanding in his heart: “so pushing the gate of heaven is actually to let the way of heaven lift this restriction. ”
“Yes.” Yun Siyao nodded, with a dignified expression on his face, “To be honest, Confucianism and Taoism may be having a headache…”
“Why do they have a headache?” Chen Luo asked.
“Isn’t it because…” When Yun Siyao said this, his words suddenly stopped, his jade hand turned, and a bamboo leaf appeared in Yun Siyao’s hand. At this time, the blue color of the bamboo leaf quickly faded, turning into a withered yellow color. Yun Siyao’s complexion changed drastically.
“Senior Sister?” The moment Chen Luo saw the bamboo leaf, Chen Luo felt startled for no reason, and looked at Yun Siyao.
Seeing that the bamboo leaves were about two-thirds of the withered yellow and still kept the emerald green at the top of the leaf tip, although Yun Siyao’s face was still heavy, she clearly felt relieved.
“Brother, something happened.” Yun Siyao said in a deep voice.
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Time is turned back to a quarter of an hour ago.
Under the sky.
Thousands of miles across the wilderness, a figure in a light blue robe stood leaning on his sword, his long hair blown up by the savage wind. He held a stalk of grass in his mouth, and looked ahead indifferently.
In the line of sight, a barbarian figure slowly approached, raising his hands and feet, black silk threads appearing and disappearing around him, it is the call of the space to be broken and healed, it seems that this space cannot bear him. He didn’t release any coercion, but the wild grass along the way seemed to be under great pressure, clinging to the ground tightly. Even the savage wind seemed to deliberately bypass him. His figure is not tall, but standing there, it is as if the power of heaven descends.
The air seemed to be tense.
Raise your hands and throw your feet, shattering the void.
God!
He stopped not far from the blue figure, looked at the other person, and didn’t speak, but a majestic voice seemed to sound from all directions, from the sky and the earth at the same time—
“Aren’t you running away?”
“Stop running!” The robed human race smiled, and spat out the savage in his mouth, “You seem to have found a way to track me, and it seems that you can’t run away.” As
he spoke, he slowly drew out his long sword.
“Wave a little, maybe I can kill God today?” He pointed the tip of his sword at the barbarian god: “Human Race ,
Immortal Langfei.”
Then press down, and suddenly a black space appeared out of thin air, expanding rapidly, covering hundreds of miles around in an instant, and also wrapped Immortal Langfei in it. Afterwards, the black space disappeared, and the figures of Man Shen and Lang Fei Xian also disappeared in place. The Man Grass was picked up by the Barbarian Wind again, as if nothing had happened.
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Lang Feixian glanced at the space he was in, and it seemed to be a void.
“Holy war domain.” Lang Feixian knew in his heart that for Cangtian and Mantian, it was impossible to repair the world scars left by the battle at the holy level, such as the yellow sand desert between Daxuan and the Western Regions. Therefore, after the agreement between the two heavens, there is still a rule, that is to fight at the holy level, and use the air mechanism to attract a piece of void as the battlefield, also known as the “Holy Battlefield”.
“Block perception!” Lang Feixian soon discovered that there was something more in this jihad area, which made it impossible for others to detect it.
“Are you on guard?” Lang Feixian looked at the Manshen opposite.
The barbarian nodded: “I am very curious, why you can avoid the search!”
“So, you want to find my secret, and then steal it for yourself…” Lang Feixian said with a disdainful smile, ” Yes! Selfishness, dare to claim to be a god?”
Lang Feixian said, suddenly there was a sound of deep water in the void.
“I have a sword called Cold Sword Tianhe. Please taste it, Lord Manshen!”
As he said, with a wave of the sword, a galaxy was born out of thin air and rushed towards the Manshen. It’s like a river, but if you look closely, the starlight is actually a righteous sword light, converging into a river!
“Don’t you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!” The
long river is mighty, galloping and immortal, as if nothing can stop him.
The sword is hidden in the long river, and the long river of sword energy seems to cut through the void, drowning the wild god in an instant.
There was a chaotic sound of jingling, and a majestic Qi broke out in the long river of sword energy, suddenly cutting off the long river of sword energy. With a twist of Lang Feixian’s wrist, the severed river of sword energy flew back, stretched behind Lang Feixian, and practiced into one body again.
“Not bad.” The barbarian nodded slowly, but he was unscathed. He opened his mouth to praise: “Below the barbarian gods, there will not be more than seven barbarian kings who can block this blow! You have three points of Li Qinglian’s ability!” Lang Feixian
smiled lightly: “The second sword!”
, Lang Feixian took a step back, and immediately entered the long river of sword energy. The long river of sword energy was choppy in an instant, and in the midst of the raging waves, bright moons as bright as mirrors rose from this sword river, illuminating the void;
waning moon, full moon, moon on earth!
The sky is four o’clock in December, the moon is full and the night is bright!
During the breath, the long river of righteousness surged again, the twelve waning moons released the killing intent every month, and the twelve full moons released the clear brilliance every month.
“It is as bright as a flying mirror facing Danque, and the green smoke is exhausted and the brilliance emerges.”
Where is this moonlight, it is clearly a sword light. The sword light of the crescent moon is mysterious and treacherous, and the sword light of the full moon is majestic, but the power of each strike is the same, and the power of each sword is comparable to the full blow of Fang Cai’s sword energy.
The sword light was shining, the moonlight was scorching, and the endless rays of light hit the Manshen’s body. In an instant, the bloody clothes of the Manshen burst, and wounds appeared on the Manshen’s body, and he turned into a blood man in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, the contempt in Man Shen’s eyes disappeared, and turned into a serious expression. He clenched his fists with all four hands and punched them hard at the same time. A huge energy mechanism was released, and the void suddenly became turbulent. Then he stretched out his two hands, as if grasping the two corners of the space, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and roared With a sound, both hands pulled down hard, and a series of explosions and thunder came from the space. The void was shaken open by him like a curtain, and the attacks from the moonlight were completely annihilated by the fluctuations of the void! This fluctuation spread to the long river of sword energy, and in an instant, the bright moons of sword energy shattered and fell into the long river again.
At the same time, fluctuations of almost the same power rushed towards the Manshen, only two “bang bang” sounds were heard, and the two palms holding the space were shattered by the force of backlash.
“Very good.” The barbarian god said, “If you can force this god to take action, you will hurt yourself. You are still the first person. I take back what I just said. There are no more than three people below the barbarian gods who can fight you. !”
“Seven times as capable as Li Qinglian back then!”
“You are qualified to know the name of this god. Remember, the one who killed you is the wild god Tu Nan!” The
long river of sword energy seemed to be unable to support it, and it slowly dissipated, revealing a wave of flying immortals. figure. At this time, Lang Feixian was pale, as if the two blows just now had consumed all his strength. He coughed twice, a stream of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he also let out a long sigh.
“Sure enough, it’s too difficult to kill the God.”
He raised his hand, looked at the Man God Tanan weakly, and smiled again.
“Tunan Barbarian God, don’t worry.”
“I have a third sword here!” After the
voice fell, the long sword in Fairy Langfei’s hand suddenly glowed!
Today is the third update, making up for yesterday’s.
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