Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 358

[Chapter 354 The first true meaning of martial arts…]

Colorful roads leading to the sky, six thousand miles long.

…

Zhongjing, Wenchang Pavilion.

Yan Baichuan stood on the viewing platform of Wenchang Pavilion, looking up at the colorful avenue in the night sky, with a smile on his face.

“Misty moon? Brilliant sun? Fire spirit?” Yan Baichuan murmured, “What a messy name! He doesn’t know that after naming it, there will be a mark on the road, so it can’t be changed?

” Fenghuaxueyue’s name…” Kong Tianfang stood behind Yan Baichuan, and said with a smile, “That kid is so talented, but he doesn’t want to spend time on naming it. It’s really a pearl in a shabby box, and a sword in a broken sheath.”

“Head of the Confucius Institute, if you say he doesn’t bother, I don’t agree with you.” I bet before that Chen Luo would be able to practice martial arts six thousand miles within a year, but now he has just withdrawn the bet, and the great Confucian Leng Hanbing, whose wealth has skyrocketed, is also full of face With a happy face, he said: “Let’s not mention the sun and the moon. The meaning of the fire is impassioned, which makes the old

man’s blood boil.” That handful of firewood, burn yourself, dispel the cold and the long night?”

Yan Baichuan nodded: “When I get older, I have seen life and death. That kid’s first big scene was the battle of Taiping City, not only did he not back down, On the contrary, it stimulated the ambition in my heart, which is very good!”

“Not only ambition, but also arrogance!” Another great scholar said, “Listen, is Wu Dao six thousand miles named immortal? Immortal, can this person of martial arts be called a martial immortal when he reaches six thousand miles?”

“No way, the way of heaven recognizes it.” Leng Hanbing said indifferently, “Besides, from three thousand miles to six thousand miles, it is determined by the day after tomorrow. Turning to Xiantian is already different from ordinary people, and it is not impossible to be called an immortal.”

Kong Tianfang also nodded: “Everyone has forgotten one thing. Most people who practice martial arts do not have the talent of ‘through reading’. If they do not have martial arts, this life is just a It’s just groping in the mud and dust. It’s appropriate to be able to come to this step and say a word of immortality.”

“Martial arts cultivate the meaning of bravery, and it’s normal to be a little arrogant.”

Yan Baichuan looked away from the mighty star road in the sky, looked at the brightly lit Zhongjing City, and his tone was full of hope— —

“The mountains of the human race can be called immortals!”

“I wish that everyone in this world would become immortals.”

“There are one hundred thousand mountains in the monster race, and there are millions of martial immortals in our human race!”

…

Western Regions, Buddha Land .

In the backyard of the temple where sandalwood is wafting, a stream of water flows from the mountain, and the clear springs meander in the courtyard and finally flow down the mountain. A long-haired layman in green clothes sits by the stream, taking running water to make tea.

Behind the layman, a white lotus appeared, and the white lotus bloomed. A figure walked out of the white lotus, and with one step down, it turned into a monk wearing a white monk’s robe. The sound of singing came from the Buddha’s light.

“The tea has just been brewed, Bodhisattva, please use it.” The layman in Tsing Yi said lightly.

The Bodhisattva in white had a gentle expression on his face. He sat cross-legged across from the tea table. He gracefully picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, “Seven-leaf Bodhi. I didn’t expect Brother Fang to cultivate such a fine product!”

“If the Bodhisattva I like it, I will ask the boy to pick some more and send them to the Bodhisattva.” Fang Zhigu smiled softly, “Although the Western Regions are not as good as Daxuan Zhongtu, the seven leaves can still be cultivated. Only eight or even nine leaves are difficult. ”

The seven leaves are the blessings of the little monk.” The white-clothed bodhisattva took a sip with satisfaction, and said, “The way of martial arts has been opened for six thousand miles.”

“There is a book of Buddha and demons in it! ”

Fang Zhigu’s hand paused slightly, then returned to normal, and asked: “What is Bailian Temple thinking?”

“If you can save it, you will save it.”

Fang Zhigu smiled, and the white-clothed Bodhisattva did not say the second half.

If you can’t save it, kill it!

“Fang Zhiru is gone!” Fang Zhigu said, “Fang’s family is Fang Zhiwu’s family now, so it’s not easy to move.

”

Fang Zhigu’s eyes narrowed: “How many products are available?” The

Bodhisattva in white didn’t answer him, but put down the teacup in his hand, got up and walked towards the white lotus. In a blink of an eye, he plunged into the white lotus, and the white lotus disappeared.

“The Vajra Courtyard can be moved…” Fang Zhigu murmured, stretched out his hand into the creek beside him, the clear spring water suddenly seemed to be boiling, and billowing bubbles rose up, followed by one after another. The bubbles burst, and the spring water turned blood red.

Where is Dingdong Qingquan, it is clearly a river of blood.

…

Under the sky.

The cold winter battle on the border has just ended, but the fighting on the wild plains is full of gunpowder.

Countless barbarian troops poured into the vast Ilisa Khan area almost instantly. Countless tents were set on fire, and countless barbarians were driven out.

Those who surrender will join the tribe of the victorious side, waiting for the distribution of the lord.

Those who resist will be mercilessly killed.

This is just the first step.

After dismembering the Ilisa Khan, the major kings will start fighting again, and a new tribe will stand out from them and qualify as the Khan.

This is a dynasty change that belongs exclusively to the barbarians.

The rules of Mantian have always been like this.

But at this moment, at the core of Man City, a golden city stands under the moon sky.

Barbarians, Golden Tent City.

One after another voices sounded in the Golden Tent Palace.

“The master of martial arts, Chen Luo, is twenty years old, a disciple of the half-sage Yu Wuji of the human race!”

“Open the way of martial arts, so that everyone in the human race can practice!”

“Writing “The Romance of the Three Kingdoms”, this battle has encountered those strange human armies many times because of the power of this book.”

“The close relationship with the sky and heaven, the defeat of Taiping City in Tagu originated from Chen Luo. ”

“It is said that the downfall of God Venerable Tu Nan is also related to him!”

“The latest news, Chen Luo opened the sky six thousand miles, and martial arts pushed to the Martial Immortal Realm!”

Amidst the chaos, a powerful voice suddenly sounded: “Enough! “The

Golden Tent Palace was silent.

The majestic voice sounded again: “Chen Luo, although his cultivation base is low, he is a confidant of our barbarians.”

“Enter the blood list of the gold tent!” The voice paused, “Tenth!”

…

Dongcang City .

“Cough cough cough…” Chen Luo retreated from the martial arts and coughed twice.

The voice that accused me of being an “evil heretic” just now must have come from Buddhism!

He also took the opportunity to attack his mind above the martial arts. According to reason, the space is mysterious in the dark, and the opponent has no reason to hit him, not to mention being blocked by Confucianism and Taoism.

But the dark space is mysterious after all, the attack missed a little bit of energy, and it ended up being a long six thousand miles, and it just hit his mind.

Fortunately, there was no harm, just coughing twice after regaining consciousness.

Hehe, this bad luck, even though it’s just been a day, I’m used to it.

“It’s okay for me to enter the dreamland Hualin!” Chen Luo sighed in his heart. It wasn’t until he named Liuqianli just now that he had truly completed the process of clearing the way at the Dao of Heaven. As soon as he returned to his soul, he received the secret realm of the dreamland Hualin. Notice from the Spirit.

“Ding——”

“My lord, the fairy flower forest has been unlocked!”

Of course, these are not the original words of the spirit of the secret realm.

Chen Luo closed his eyes again, and his mind entered the mysterious flower forest.

…

Opening his eyes, Chen Luo stood in the flower garden of good fortune. When he thought of the “Nine Turns of Immortal Pill” and other fairy treasures that would be harvested in this flower garden, his heart was filled with anticipation.

What made Chen Luo even more happy was that he saw the flower forest covered by the white mist beside the original “Three Thousand Miles of Flower Forest”. At a glance, the flower trees were taller and denser.

“It’s finally opened.”

Chen Luo walked out of the flower garden and walked towards the flower forest. He was eager to know what kind of books were there in the six thousand miles of flower forest.

“Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio”? “Ji Gong Biography”? “Legend of the White Snake”? “The Legend of the Eight Immortals”?

And the “Peony Pavilion” where death can lead to life, and life can lead to death? “Dong Yong and the Seven Fairies” who went down to get married? The “Lotus Lantern” that split the mountain to save the mother?

Or is it “Zi Bu Yu” that perfectly shows the society of the underworld? Or is it “Sou Shen Ji” that mixes Buddhism, Taoism and ghosts?

“Journey to the West” and “Fengshen Yanyi” are probably not there, but what about “Shan Hai Jing”? “Flowers in the Mirror” is fine too!

Chen Luo walked into Hualin full of longing, and then…

was ejected!

Um?

Chen Luo frowned, could it be because of bad luck that even Hualin had problems?

Chen Luo went out into the flower forest again.

And then—

was bounced off!

“The Spirit of the Secret Realm!” Chen Luo stomped his feet and shouted loudly, a figure slowly emerged from the ground of the flower garden, finally condensed into a human form, and bowed to Chen Luo: “I have seen the Lord!”

Chen Luo pointed Looking at the six-thousand-mile flower forest, he asked, “Spirit of the Secret Realm, what’s going on? Why can’t I get in?”

The Spirit of the Secret Realm seemed to be looking at Chen Luo, and said for a while, “Master, what cultivation level are you doing now? ”

“I…” Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment. After saying that, he seemed to be still in the middle of three thousand miles.

Although the gate of heaven was opened and Liuqianli was named, but…

the true meaning of martial arts has not yet been formed!

It’s like the house has been decorated, but the real estate certificate has not yet been obtained!

“My lord has not reached the corresponding level of cultivation, so although Hua Lin appears, my lord can’t choose.” The spirit of the secret realm explained seriously.

“Hahahaha… I know, I know…” Chen Luo smiled awkwardly, “I mainly want to ask you, is the flower forest of six thousand miles the same as the forest of three thousand miles?”

“They all use luck to buy books?”

Chen Luo just said casually, intending to change the subject, but unexpectedly, the spirit of the secret realm still said seriously: “Return to the master, it’s different.

” You still need the Qi of the primordial realm.”

Chen Luo frowned, I just opened the Six Thousand Miles dungeon, and your version will be updated immediately?

How come there is a new currency unit?

The word “Hongmeng” is very high-level when you hear it!

Looks expensive.

“What is primordial energy? How to get it?” Chen Luo asked hastily.

The spirit of the secret realm saluted again: “This is just the news in the subordinate’s aura. As for how to obtain Fang Tiandao, the subordinate does not know.”

“But what is certain is that I can sense the primordial spirit around the master Qi, and there are not many of them.”

Chen Luo pondered: Around me? Not a lot?

So it’s not too rare to say that?

Ask the senior sister if you are undecided!

Thinking of this, Chen Luo waved his hand: “Okay, I understand. That’s it, let’s go.”

Saying that, Chen Luo’s figure disappeared into the flower forest in the secret realm.

…

In the bedroom, Chen Luo opened his eyes.

Let’s put aside the matter of primordial spirit, let’s talk about the true meaning of martial arts and advance to the “Martial Immortal” realm first.

But Chen Luo hesitated again.

Concentrating the true meaning of martial arts does not involve the issue of luck, so there shouldn’t be any bad things happening, right?

According to Martial Immortal Realm, for a martial art to be perfect, it needs both skill and comprehension to be perfect, and the true meaning of martial arts formed due to different martial arts comprehensions can be said to be very different in performance and ability in Martial Immortal Realm .

And almost all of his martial arts are at the perfection level, theoretically, he can condense countless true meanings of martial arts.

However, the “Qi” in Chen Luo’s body was limited. The current qi can condense up to four true meanings. Only by further upgrading and improving the source of life again can it be possible to obtain more qi.

So, choice is important!

“Swords, guns, swords and halberds may still rely on weapons, so let’s choose boxing skills.”

“Huh? The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, Taijiquan, Six Meridians Excalibur, Wuxiang Jiezhi, Tianshan Zhemeishou…” Which one

to choose ? What about one?

Hmph, let you make complaints about my name being useless…

I’ll talk about it first~

This wave of interaction, 80,000, wins.

(end of this chapter)