Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 364

[Chapter 360: Mirror Lake Lives Soul!]

Sixty thousand miles southwest of Leya City, there is a land surrounded by mountains. There is a large lake in the mountains. Because of the surrounding mountains, there is no wind or waves on weekdays, and the water is shimmering. It is known as the Eight Hundred Li Sky Mirror. A row of jing houses are built along the lake, and the sound of books can be heard endlessly.

Here is the famous Jinghu Academy.

Among the eight academies of Daxuan, Zhongjing occupies six, and the remaining two are the Taiping Academy in the North and the Non-retirement Academy in the Southern Border. They do not have the name of Jinghu Academy. But in the eyes of scholars, Daxuan has a vast territory and countless Confucian elites, and there are more than eight schools that can be called Shangshang Academy. Taoism has thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed lands, and Confucianism has one hundred and eight splendid lands. But only eight of them are listed, for the layman to see clearly, which is exactly the way of a gentleman.

However, there are also good people who collected information on all Confucian academies in the world, and finally sorted out ninety-nine Shangshang academies, which are collectively called “Baiyin Academies”. A small academy among the beautiful mountains and rivers. The reason why the list is not full of one hundred is that there are thousands of academies all over the world, and there are still pearls left in the sea.

And Jinghu Academy is one of the famous ones in the “Baiyin Academy”. The well-known technique of “photographing” came from Jinghu College.

At this moment, it was the time when Jinghu College was leaving school, and students in twos and threes returned to their respective dormitories together, but they unconsciously lowered their footsteps when passing by the lake, as if they were afraid of disturbing the people by the lake. They stood still lightly, bowed lightly to the figure by the lake, then walked away softly, and did not start talking again until dozens of steps away.

By the lake, there were two figures of a man and a woman squatting. The man was a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although he was handsome, his face was dull, with saliva dripping down from time to time, and he looked like a fool. The woman looked about forty years old, with a gentle face, her eyes were on the young man, and holding a brocade handkerchief in her hand, she carefully wiped the corners of the young man’s mouth.

The name of this young man is Zhao Youqiao, which comes from the meaning of “coming out of a deep valley and moving to a tree” in “Xiaoya Logging”. His father, Zhao Tianxing, is a great Confucian of Jinghu College, and this woman who is wiping his saliva , is his mother, who is also a great Confucian in Jinghu Academy: Liang Qingyu.

Looking at the mother and son from a distance, some masters also shook their heads slightly. If there was no accident, Zhao Youqiao might be the most outstanding student of Jinghu Academy in the past century.

Three years ago, Zhao Youqiao, who was only fourteen years old, broke through to the realm of poetry and became a master. According to the rules of Jinghu College, the master needs to go out for a trip after entering the country, and use people as a mirror to reflect on his own gains and losses.

However, this team had an accident and bumped into a monster sage who was wanted by the human race. The other party wanted to take them as hostages. In a critical moment, Zhao Youqiao, the youngest member of the team, used the secret technique “Mirror Flower, Water Moon” to protect all the classmates.

Since then, a sage seedling that has not yet grown up has been stupid and stupid, knowing neither cold nor heat, fullness nor hunger. It is either in a daze, laughing foolishly, or making loud noises all day long, as if its mind is lacking.

In the past three years, Zhao Tianxing and Liang Qingyu exhausted all methods, not asking Zhao Youqiao to return to normal, but only asking him to be like a normal person, but it was just a wishful thinking.

Even the head of Jinghu College personally came forward and invited the half-sage, but he expressed that he could do nothing about Zhao Youqiao’s situation.

According to that semi-sage, Zhao Youqiao was lacking in spirit and soul, this lack did not dissipate, but fell into an unknown place, in common terms, it is “leaving the soul”, which cannot be cured.

…

Liang Qingyu looked at Zhao Youqiao who was staring at the lake in a daze, and said softly: “Qiao Er, mother will continue to read to you, okay?”

As she spoke, Liang Qingyu flipped her hand, and there was an extra book in her hand. In these three years, no matter what Liang Qingyu said to Zhao Youqiao, Zhao Youqiao would not hear him, but as long as he read the classics to Zhao Youqiao, he would look at him.

The expression of listening carefully is very similar to the way I read poems to him when I was a baby.

What made her even more gratified was that half a year ago, a talented scholar named Chen Luo came out of Zhongjing, who wrote elegant articles that ordinary people could recite, and when Liang Qingyu read these articles to Zhao Youqiao, Zhao Youmu actually showed an expression.

He would cry, laugh, and get angry following the plot in the book, and finally let Liang Qingyu see a trace of vividness in Zhao Youqiao. This discovery made the couple overjoyed.

Since then, she has read the stories written by Chen Luo to Zhao Youqiao every day by the lake, from “Swordsman” to “Dragon Ba Bu”, from “Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword” to “Romance of the Three Kingdoms”, only at this time, She just felt that her child had some human emotions.

A foot-long carp jumped up from the surface of Pinghu Lake, and fell back into the lake with a plop.

Liang Qingyu was about to open her mouth to recite “The Eight Parts of the Dragon” in her hand, when suddenly a blue rainbow swept across the sky and landed in front of Liang Qingyu, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man in his forties, who was Zhao Youqiao’s father Zhao Tianxing.

Zhao Tianxing looked pleasantly surprised, took out two thin pages from his pocket, and handed them to Liang Qingyu.

“My lady, Marquis Wu has written a new article! It’s the book of six thousand miles of ghosts!”

“Hurry up, read it to Qiaoer. I begged for it from Wenchang Pavilion, and it hasn’t been published yet!”

” Really?” Liang Qingyu was overjoyed, the couple had already deduced that Chen Luo’s mundane three thousand miles could make Zhao Youqiao feel happy, angry, sad, and joyful, and the six thousand miles of books might be more useful to Zhao Youqiao!

“Wash the Zihe car?” Liang Qingyu glanced at it briefly. Although she felt that the story was a bit weird, she didn’t think too much about it and started to read it quickly.

“Ding Kai, the Zaoli of Fengdu County, Sichuan Province, delivered the documents to Kuizhou. After passing the gate of hell, there was a stone tablet in front of him, and he wrote the words “Yin and Yang Realm”…” The

full text was not long, and Liang Qingyu didn’t read it for long, so she finished the full text .

It’s just that just after reading the article, Zhao Youqiao suddenly closed his eyes and fell to the ground. Zhao Tianxing and Liang Qingyu were shocked, and hurried forward to help Zhao Youqiao. At this time, Zhao Youqiao frowned, and seemed to have passed out. Zhao Tianxing entered Zhao Youqiao’s body with a ray of righteousness, walked around, and returned again. Liang Qingyu asked anxiously: “Husband, what’s wrong with Qiao Er?”

Zhao Tianxing’s eyes showed doubts: “Qiaoer is all right! It’s just…” Before he finished speaking, a phantom suddenly separated from Zhao Youqiao’s body. Big hole.

Liang Qingyu’s complexion changed drastically, this was Zhao Youqiao’s soul. Zhao Youqiao is not a Daoist real person, and now he has no cultivation, how could he show his spirit for no reason? Although it is unreasonable, she can only think that it is the call of Life Tianhe when she is separated from her body.

“No!” Liang Qingyu’s whole body burst into blue light instantly, enveloping Zhao Youqiao’s soul. Although it was futile, she still wanted to resist the attraction of the long river of life. She has read books for decades and is full of righteousness. She is willing to prolong her son’s life for another moment. Zhao Tianxing didn’t say a word, the same blue light was generous, almost covering the mirror lake for eight hundred miles.

Suddenly, the article “Washing the Zihe Cart” in his hand emitted a faint light, and then the words on it flew out one by one, falling into Zhao Youqiao’s spirit. Under Liang Qingyu’s and Zhao Tianxing’s surprised gazes, Zhao Youqiao’s empty right eye suddenly shone with light, and slowly regenerated flesh, and finally, the eyelid opened, and the hole turned into an eye that was the same as the left eye.

After the restoration of the right eye, the phantom Zhao Youqiao slowly descended and returned to the physical body. Zhao Youqiao, who was lying in Zhao Tianxing’s arms, slowly opened her eyes, looked at Liang Qingyu, who was pale and trembling all over, and gently opened her mouth that hadn’t made a sound for three years, and called out—   ”

Mother…”

By the lakeside, tears and rain poured down.

…

“Huh? Zhao Youqiao!” Chen Luo, who had just come down from the building, paused in his footsteps. Just now, a name suddenly appeared in the “Life and Death Book” that was not even an illusion in his mind——Zhao Youqiao .

“Could it be…” Chen Luo’s heart moved, “Is it really possible to check the number of life and judge life and death?”

Chen Luo immediately mobilized his mind and rushed towards the book of life and death, but in the end – he was in vain!

This book of life and death just records a name, and has no other functions!

“This…” Chen Luo immediately understood that this book of life and death at the embryonic level was only here, and it still needed to be strengthened.

Thinking of this, I remembered that expensive primordial spirit again!

When will this be saved…

“However, the book of six thousand miles actually has such a function!” Chen Luo recalled the message that appeared in his mind at the same time as “Zhao Youqiao”. Just like martial arts for thousands of miles, you can understand the Taoism of the immortal family from it by reading books.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be another benefit.   ” I

knew that for high-level items such   as the Taoism of the Immortal Family, the Book Spirit of the Secret Realm would never let me prostitute for nothing!

” Holding the “Washing the Purple River Cart” he just got, with an excited face, he waved his sleeves, and instantly a book of Taoism floated in front of him.   With a wave of his hand, a Dao scroll flew over with “Baopuzi” written on it. Daoist Tianling quickly flipped through it, his eyes fell on the “Dizhen Chapter” in it, and he read it word by word.   Then, with another wave of his hand, a scripture scroll with “Seven Signs of Yunji” on the cover flew in front of him, opened it again, and landed on one of the pages.   ”The soul is not one soul, but three souls!”   ”There is a soul in the soul, and the soul is the spirit of a person!”   Daoist Tianling blushed and said in disbelief: “The inferences of the predecessors are true!   ” Qi is divided into seven souls!” “One   is   dead dog; One round and one piece!”   Daoist Tianling walked up and down in the Taoist temple excitedly.   ”I want to report to the celestial master, I have to report to the palace!”   　”   The book of six thousand miles of martial arts can awaken the seven souls of a person   !”

The third realm of “Six Thousand Miles of Martial Arts” “Happy Body” has been renamed.

“When the moon sets and the sun falls, I am still here in the human race. As a firewood, I will not change my mind and illuminate the path forward for nine thousand miles of the human race   　　!

”   　　Happy body, out of print!   (end of this chapter)