Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 342
[Chapter 338 The Winter War Is Over?]
“Can’t people know?”
Chen Luo looked around.
Well, a flower, a tree, a house…
No, it’s a flower, a dragon, a ghost, there is really no one else but myself.
Ignoring Chen Luo’s wild thoughts, Lang Feixian’s phantom walked up to Chen Luo, “Remember it, I understand.”
Chen Luo nodded: “Brother, I remember.” Then he asked, “Why?”
Lang Feixian glanced at Zhong Kui, and continued: “Little brother, how much do you know about the Underworld?
” Existence, apart from knowing that it is the long river of life that connects the yang world and the underworld in the dark, there is no cognition.
Seeing Chen Luo’s appearance, Yun Siyao explained: “Everything in the world, no matter people, monsters, savages, or dragons, the source of life is a little aura, and this aura is also called the imprint of life.
” For those beings who have turned into ghosts, their normal life imprints enter the long river of life, and they will follow the long river of life to swim between the sun and the underworld.”
“Therefore, the underworld is the key to life and death.”
“That’s right!” Lang Feixian continued Said, “Entering the nether world with the flesh body has always been the unique method of Buddhism. It is also the core method for them to advance nine thousand miles to the sky and reach the ‘Bodhisattva realm’.
” You can still swallow it under the pressure, after all, the new Buddhist teachings cannot be practiced, and you still follow your martial arts.”
“But entering the nether world with your body is tantamount to touching their ‘samsara’ root, which is too dangerous for you!”
” This secret must be kept!”
“Do you remember?”
Chen Luo listened to Lang Feixian’s rambling, warmed his heart, and nodded again seriously: “Brother, don’t worry, I’ll remember.”
After speaking, he looked dejected again: ” Then this supernatural power…”
“It’s a divine soul defense supernatural power!” Yun Siyao said, “Even if we didn’t enter this space, we wouldn’t know that this is the passage to the underworld!”
She said, looking at Zhong Kui suddenly bowed slightly: “Master Zhong, the little girl has something to ask for!”
Zhong Kui hurriedly returned the salute, with a panicked tone: “Mr. Yun, don’t do this! You are the lord and senior sister, and you are also Zhong’s nobleman. You don’t need to ask. Zhong will do everything he can.”
Yun Siyao nodded: “Master Zhong will always guard this space in the future. If the younger brother is attacked by someone’s spirit and has no choice but to show up, please ask Master Zhong to show up and pretend to be a master of supernatural powers.” The core is that Mr. Zhong is absorbing the attack of the soul, so as to deceive people.”
Chen Luo blinked: Three skills!
“It’s a matter of duty!” Zhong Kui quickly replied.
This was Yun Siyao’s thought again, a delicate girl who looked sixteen or seventeen years old appeared in the space, with a cold expression, she saluted Yun Siyao: “I’ve seen Miss!” Somewhat similar to Yun Siyao, except that the pupils of the eyes are black and white, as if there are two black and white chess pieces embedded in the eye sockets.
Yun Siyao introduced to Chen Luo: “This is my book spirit, named Zhan Yuan!”
Then she said to Zhan Yuan: “From today on, you will guard this space with Master Zhong. See the root of the space here, Zhan Mie!”
“Yes!” Zhan Yuan nodded and floated to Zhong Kui’s side.
Lang Feixian looked at Zhan Yuan Shuling, hesitated to speak, and then said: “Junior brother, let’s go.”
Chen Luo looked at Zhong Kui and Zhan Yuan, and also saluted, and then they left this space together.
…
Walking out of the space, Chen Luo waved his hand and closed the door. Perhaps feeling the atmosphere was a bit dignified, Lang Feixian suddenly smiled: “Oh, good thing, everyone,
don’t be unhappy.” If it really grows to a mature level, it may be no less than the Buddhist kingdom of Buddhism and Bodhisattvas!”
“It’s so interesting to enter the netherworld with the flesh.”
“When I recover, my junior brother will open a back door for me and let me go to the underworld for a while !”
Chen Luo and Yun Siyao couldn’t help smiling when they heard Lang Feixian’s words, and they both said at the same time—
“No problem!”
“No!”
Yun Siyao rolled his eyes at Chen Luo, and Chen Luo quickly changed his words: “No!” Then he blinked at Lang Feixian.
Lang Feixian also blinked, and said: “What a pity!”
Received!
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the City Lord’s Mansion.
Back in the study, Chen Luo sensed the soul space, and saw Zhong Kui and Zhan Yuan each occupying one side, sitting cross-legged, as if falling into a deep sleep, and couldn’t help sighing in his heart.
When Yun Siyao summoned Zhan Yuan, he noticed the look on the elder brother’s face. Presumably, Zhan Yuan has a different meaning to Sixth Senior Sister.
But since the Sixth Senior Sister took it out, there was no need for him to decline, nor did he need to decline.
“Six thousand miles…” Chen Luo said silently in his heart.
Isn’t it because he is still too weak that the senior brother and sixth senior sister are so worried?
Therefore, the six thousand miles to the sky road is imperative!
Speaking of this, Chen Luo felt a little helpless.
Although the blood has been raised for the third time, logically speaking, it has reached the limit of three thousand miles in martial arts, but Chen Luo was surprised to find that the forty acupoints that had just been opened were not filled!
On weekdays, the amount of mortal energy that Chen Luo can store in the acupoints is limited, so once it overflows, in order to prevent it from dissipating and wasting, he treats it as a reward for the students of the martial arts academy and the masters of the Sword Pavilion.
Of course, a martial artist will be randomly selected in the martial arts, giving a surprise!
Recently, it has been reported in many places that warriors received teachings from their seniors in their sleep, and when they woke up, their mortal aura rose a lot. In fact, the person behind this scene is Chen Luo.
It’s just that forty acupuncture points have been re-opened now, and the worldly energy is not enough.
It still takes a little time to accumulate!
“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!” Chen Luo muttered, “Let’s do something serious.”
As he spoke, Chen Luo spread out the paper and dipped it in ink.
During this period of time, it was the opening of the Martial Arts Institute, and it was time to save the senior brother. There were too many things on hand, and I really ran around here and there. Now it’s time to resume and update.
The agreed “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” should also be finished.
Chen Luo picked up the pen and began to write the last chapter of “The Romance of the Three Kingdoms”.
“Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen: The Master and Empress Believe in Slander, and entrust Jiang Wei to garrison the fields to avoid disaster!”
…
Just as Chen Luo was writing vigorously, the long defense line of the Great Wall of Righteousness.
The sound of the boundless horn came from above the barbarian plain, and soon became a sound.
Ming Dy attack, hear the horn and return!
Barbarians, retreat!
The barbarian army fled to the barbarian plain like a dark cloud, and no human army came out in pursuit!
At the same time, at the edge of the barbaric plain, streams of blood were surging into the sky, and barbarian kings appeared in the sky, quietly looking at the Great Wall of Righteous Qi.
At this time, at the Great Wall of Righteousness, the green energy flows upwards, and great Confucian scholars stand on the Great Wall of Righteousness.
It’s just that magic was used to cover up this scene, and ordinary people couldn’t see it when they raised their heads. Only those with a cultivation base of at least six thousand miles could see it.
“Hahahaha, Han Qingzhu, stay safe!” A shout came from among the barbarian kings, and a fat barbarian walked out from among the barbarian kings, wearing a crown and a cloak, full of blood.
“Mo Erdan! This time, you lost!” Han Qingzhu also walked out from the crowd, and looked down at the barbarian army who was frantically fleeing back on the ground. It was a pity.
How many barbarians can be killed if a chase is launched at this time!
It’s a pity that the human and barbarian races have been fighting for so many years, and they already have some tacit understanding on the battlefield. If he attacks and kills at this time, both the Great Confucianism and the Barbarian King will end!
At that time, it will not be the end of the Winter War, but the beginning of another great war!
Human Race, it still takes time!
These thoughts flashed through Han Qingzhu’s mind for a moment, but he still looked at Mordan with disdain on his face: “Come as soon as you say it, and leave as soon as you say it! Is it over?”
Saying that, Han Qingzhu turned towards Mordan One of the barbarian kings pointed, and the phantom of a writing brush suddenly appeared. The moment it appeared, it seemed to have traveled through the distance of space and appeared directly in front of the barbarian king. On the forehead, an ink mark suddenly appeared on the barbarian king’s forehead, and then the pen mark spread rapidly, covering the whole body in a blink of an eye, and then the ink mark flashed with blue light, and the barbarian king was almost torn apart by knives, instantly turning into countless pieces of flesh Blocks fell from the sky.
Han Qingzhu was taken aback for a moment. He had thought that Mordan would attack and was ready for the first blow, but now he found that all the barbarian kings, including Mordan, looked calm and there was nothing unusual.
“Huh?” Han Qingzhu frowned slightly, raised his hand, and wanted to attack again, and Mordan said again: “Han Qingzhu, that’s enough!
” As a defeat in this battle!”
“If you make another move, I will not be polite. I can’t stop you from killing, and you can’t stop me from killing!”
Han Qingzhu rubbed his hands; “One, not enough !”
“Han Qingzhu, don’t go too far!” Mordan roared, “If you make an inch, I will accompany you to the end!”
“Hmph, barbarian!” Han Qingzhu snorted coldly, “All the supplies of the barbarian camps on the barbarian plain are not allowed to be transferred. My human race will receive them! This battle will be over!”
Mordan hesitated for a moment: “Seven days! My emperor I’ll give you seven days!”
Han Qingzhu: “Also, cede a barbarian city!”
“Han Qingzhu, let’s fight! The emperor will not go back!”
“Don’t get excited, we’ll talk about the barbarian city next time, then seven Let’s go!” Han Qingzhu shrugged and said calmly.
“Hmph!” Mo Erdan said: “Han Qingzhu, don’t be complacent. Your human race is too weird in this winter battle, and our race is just unprepared.”
“Next year’s winter, I hope you can still be so rampant!”
After saying that, Mordan waved his hand, and the whole person disappeared into the air, and the rest of the barbarian kings also gradually retreated.
With the disappearance of the barbarian king, this heralds the end of the Winter War!
Winter is about to pass, and spring is slowly approaching.
At this moment, in mid-air, all the great scholars showed joy, only Han Qingzhu’s face was dignified, thoughtful…
The second one didn’t finish typing, and was still typing!
I’ll post it as soon as I’m done writing.
(end of this chapter)
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