Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 446
[Chapter 440]
City, “Yujia Diary”.
On the first day of February, watch a play.
On the second day of February, when I listened to the full version of “The Legend of Condor Heroes”, I was so mad that I wanted to kill Chen Luo.
On the third day of February, “Romance of the West Chamber” was published for the third time, and I love the matchmaker to death.
On the fourth day of February, Yujia, Yujia, what are you doing? You have a heavy responsibility, how can you indulge in Dongcang City? Leave at dawn tomorrow!
On the fifth day of February, listen to books.
On the sixth day of February, listen to books.
On the seventh day of February, listen to books.
The eighth day of February, ah! what! what! I’m going to Luo Hongnu’s autograph today! !
On the ninth day of February, Yujia! Have you forgotten your mission! Leave, must leave immediately!
On the tenth day of February, I learned how to make Yuren Crisp today, I am so good…ah! Yujia, you are crazy!
On February 11th, I finally escaped from Dongcang City, Chen Luo, here I come.
February 12th, damn it, why is there a theater troupe in Leya City?
On February 13th, I finally found out that Chen Luo went to Qingning City! Chen Luo, I’m here to kill you!
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On a sunny day, a carriage was driving on the official road.
On the roof of the carriage, Chen Luo held a weed in his mouth and silently looked in the direction of Bihai.
Seven days have passed since Yun Siyao followed Fubo Longhou east to Yuanhai, and Chen Luo and others returned west to Daxuan.
On the seventh day when my senior sister was away, I missed her.
He could no longer see the rough sea, nor could he hear the voice of Yun Siyao’s concerned “little brother”.
Xie Sansheng also left two days ago, but left a wooden bell behind before leaving, claiming that if there is need in the future, if he smashes the bell, he will come to help no matter how high the mountain is or how far the road is.
It is not only because of the friendship of fighting side by side, but also because of the incense of ancient Buddhism.
But I also said, don’t mess around if there is nothing wrong. On this trip to find Sumeru, he Xie Sansheng broke two golden threads of cultivation, and also lost a head of hair, the loss is endless. He has to go back and make up for it.
For a while, Chen Luo, Lang Feixian, Jin Guagua and Mastiff Lingling were the only ones left on this trip.
Hey, life is lonely…
“That piece of laughter reminds me of,”
“Those flowers of mine,”
“In every corner of my life,”
“Silently open for me…”
Chen Luo hummed softly The melody in memory, the atmosphere is a little melancholy.
“Cuckoo, cluck…” Beside Chen Luo, a small pocket teapot on a small tea table was steaming, and Jin Guagua made a cup of tea for him, and took a sip.
“Quack… (Normal things about meeting and parting!)”
“Cack… (Old Chen, cheer up.)”
“Cack… (Sister Yun went back to practice, and she didn’t run off with another man…)”
Chen Luo Bai glanced at Jin Gua Gua, spit out lightly, and the weeds in his mouth shot at Jin Gua Gua, and Jin Gua Gua’s body shook with a demonic aura, blowing the weeds away.
Chen Luo stretched her waist: “I’m fine.”
Of course Chen Luo was fine, two lives, how could a small separation be unacceptable, but this is the time when the love is strong, and it is inevitable that there will be some sad feelings.
“Gah? (Really okay?)” Jin Guagua looked disbelieving, “Gah! (You’ve been sitting on the roof for five days!)”
“I was controlling Fangcunshan!” Chen Luo explained.
This sentence is not a lie, Chen Luo is very clear that if he wants to take Yun Siyao back as soon as possible, he needs enough strength, and his strength growth comes from writing books.
In the past, because of the limitation of primordial energy, the speed of writing a book was much slower, but now that Fang Cun Mountain is in hand, Fang Cun Mountain’s main magical function is to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and the moon, thus turning it into primordial energy, which just complements Chen Luo this heavy demand.
After so many years of conceiving and raising Fangcun Mountain, it still retains some primordial aura, but those that are used are less, so finding a place to plant the mountain as soon as possible is the most important thing.
According to Chen Luo’s thinking, the most ideal land for planting mountains should be Daye Ridge in Dongcang City. After all, he is based in Dongcang, which is his base camp.
However, Dongcang City is close to Mantian, so Chen Luo is not quite sure whether it will affect Chen Luo.
Or ask the teacher to decide.
As for the Bodhi Land of the Monster Race suggested by the mountain monk, Chen Luo still decided to give up. After all, there are too many uncontrollable factors in the land of the demon clan, so it is not a good choice for him.
Chen Luo yawned again. To be honest, he’s always been a little sleepy these two days. Maybe it’s because he’s exhausted controlling his position, so he doesn’t pay much attention to it. Chen Luo lay down on the roof of the car: “I’ll rest for a while.”
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Western Regions.
Fang Zhigu also yawned in the same small sandalwood courtyard, looked at the white-clothed monk in front of him, and said helplessly, “Chun Ri is just sleeping, and the Bodhisattva wants to sleep with me?
” “If you want, why not give me alms?”
Fang Zhigu laughed dumbly, the sleepiness on his face dissipated in an instant, and he sat upright: “The Bodhisattva is joking.” The
monk in white continued to say without changing his expression, “A few days have passed. , Chen Luo’s matter has not yet come to fruition. Recently, the Buddhist avenue has been trembling, and many disciples have reported that their practice speed has slowed down.”
“Confucianism and Taoism have jointly obscured martial arts, but the master still deduced that this change came from Chen Luo ”
“Today, I want to know what my brother’s plan is.”
“Where is the ultimate move?”
Fang Zhigu smiled lightly, and was able to force this bodhisattva to speak so much, it seems that the person behind him put a lot of pressure on him. Fang Zhigu looked up at the sky, counted with his fingers for a moment, and said, “Well, the time is almost up, it’s okay to tell the Bodhisattva.”
“The Bodhisattva wants to know where the ultimate move is?”
Fang Zhigu raised his hand and wrote on the ground One word, the monk in white stared at the word.
That word is a “barbaric” word!
The monk in white looked at Fang Zhigu, obviously waiting for Fang Zhigu to elaborate, but Fang Zhigu didn’t do what he wanted, but talked about a topic that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter: “The Bodhisattva remembers Emperor Wu?” The
monk in white nodded: “Emperor Ye Longche, I know.”
Fang Zhigu asked again: “Does the Bodhisattva know how Emperor Wu died?” Hearing this, the
monk in white thought slightly: “It is said that he was cursed by the barbarians. Killed.”
“The barbarians have a secret technique called a curse. It can only be cast once every ten years.” Fang Zhigu explained slowly, “If a hundred people from the barbarian tribe sacrifice to the barbarian sky, in exchange for one point of power to cross the sky, another 90% will be reduced. , use the last ounce of strength to attack and kill the target.”
“The power of one out of a hundred.” The monk in white frowned slightly, “and the target does not necessarily have to die.”
Fang Zhigu nodded: “Yes, it’s too bad. So the barbarians The number of times it has been used is very small.”
“According to the information I have, Jia Yi, a great Confucian in the previous dynasty, died under this spell, but correspondingly, the barbarians sacrificed two barbarian gods and four barbarian emperors. , Seven Great Man Kings. No one dares to say whether it is worth it or not.”
“The second time it was used was against Emperor Xuanwu. It was claimed that three Man Gods and one Man Sacrifice were sacrificed, but as far as I know, the real The loss should be six barbarian gods, four barbarian sacrifices, nine great barbarian emperors who have the hope of conferring gods, and sixteen barbarian kings.”
“Even so, if Huo Qinglin, the powerful minister of Daxuan at that time, hadn’t turned Zhongjing’s luck After a quarter of an hour, the curse kill may still fail.” The
monk in white nodded slightly: “Are you going to instigate the barbarians to curse Chen Luo?”
“Don’t provoke.” Fang Zhigu said with a smile, “The barbarians have tower bones, so they will definitely persuade the Mantian Temple to use the method of curse killing. After all, Chen Luo’s current cultivation is still low, and in their opinion, there is no need to use the barbarians. Perhaps by sending out a barbarian king and a few more barbarian kings, we will be able to succeed.”
“Then what is your method?” the white-clothed monk asked.
Fang Zhigu said indifferently: “I will send them another second-rank bodhisattva. I don’t care about power, but use the Buddhist avenue to hide the way of heaven. The power of one out of a hundred becomes five out of a hundred, or even ten out of a hundred.”
“Enough to destroy Kill this son.”
Hearing this, the white-clothed monk heaved a sigh of relief: “One of the first ranks, plus a few second ranks, is worthy of Chen Luo’s title as the master of martial arts.”
“The ostentation of death, no Little.”
Fang Zhigu nodded in agreement: “He is not a disciple of Confucianism or Taoism, so he cannot mobilize the power of Dao. Martial arts are only 6,000 miles away, and he can’t resist at all. I am sure that he will die!” The
monk in white clasped his hands together : “Senior Brother Fang is absolutely right.”
…
At the same time, under the wild sky, the city of the Golden Tent.
On the high throne, a mighty barbarian looked at the book in his hand. He read it very slowly, turning the pages one by one. The tower bone stood below, lowered his head humbly, and waited patiently.
I don’t know how long I waited, but the barbarian on the throne finally read the last page, and shouted softly: “Tagu!”
Tagu saluted quickly: “Khan Tian, your most loyal subordinate, Tagu, is waiting for your inquiry.”
” Take it easy, Tagu.” Na Hantian said gently, “What do you think of this Chen Luo?”
He put the book in his hand aside, only to see four large characters on the title: “Romance of the Three Kingdoms”!
“Hui Khantian, my subordinates think that the tenth place in the blood list is low.”
“At least you must be in the top five!”
Khantian on the throne nodded slightly: “What did the Buddhist Bodhisattva say?”
“Spontaneous combustion of reincarnation, wrapping the art of curse and killing with the true meaning of reincarnation, as long as the spell is cast fast enough, there will be no loss in entering the heaven .
”
Emperor, six great barbarian kings, ten barbarian kings.” Ta Gu replied, “It should be no problem if the Buddhist Bodhisattva opens the way now.”
“They are all warriors of my barbarian clan.” Khan Tian sighed, “You personally Go to the Moon Clan and bring back their barbarian emperor.”
“Lamia said she sent an assassin, but obviously, the assassin was unsuccessful. In this case, they should also sacrifice.”
Ta Bone saluted: ” Yes.”
Khan Tian waved his hand: “Go.”
Ta Gu led the order to leave the Golden Tent Palace, and Khan Tian turned his eyes to “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” which was placed aside.
“I am a barbarian, why can’t I produce such a genius?” Khan Tian sighed softly, “Two barbarian emperors, are you enough?
” Burned to ashes…
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