Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 701

[Chapter 679]

the

netherworld.

“The Davari Kingdom!”

“The Davari clan is the Xiong clan. Its heart is sincere, its strength is heavy, and it has the style of Shaolin martial arts.

” Gradually enlightened.”

“I heard that what I preached was the Mahayana Buddhism in “Journey to the West”, and the whole family rejoiced, and there were many people who responded.”

“I only sigh that I have more than enough heart and not enough strength.”

“I hope that all the juniors in Shaolin will not say goodbye Work hard, come and help me!”

“Adamo!” After

writing the letter, Adamo thought about it and added a sentence—

“Those who are not firm in their minds should walk around Qingqiu and Yuyuan, remember!”

After writing this sentence, Adama felt a little more at ease, and left his own exclusive soul imprint on it.

After finishing all this, Adamo carefully took out another wooden box from the storage order.

After Lord Hou knew about his plan, he specially asked someone to hand it over to him.

Open the wooden box, inside is a folded piece of paper. Then unfold the paper, and the three large characters on it are flying like dragons and phoenixes, exuding the majesty   of the avenue—

“Nan, Shao, Lin” “Hou Ye, I, Adamo, will definitely live up to your expectations!” Adamo looked at the strong characters,

I swore secretly in my heart.

Spread the righteous Dharma, save sentient beings, and protect the world!

A moment later, a blue bird sent a message across the sky, flying from Nanhuang to Dongcang.

…

Yuezhou.

The stretching Zuixing River has flowed from ancient times to the present, and many talented scholars and beauties have left a period of joys and sorrows in the painting boats on the Zuixing River.

Aji… No, he should be called Xie Xiaofeng now, holding his sword and looking at the boats moored on the river, recalling his past.

Just a year ago, he was a boy on one of the painting boats, carrying pots of water for the girls and wiping the deck every day. In just one year, he has become a world-renowned martial arts talent. No matter whether he is a high-ranking member of the court or a first-class Confucian scholar, he once wanted to recruit a son-in-law, but he declined all of them.

The mother’s grave is on a small island in the Drunken Star River, and all the dead singers are buried there.

It is said to be an island, but it is actually a piece of reef, which may disappear at any time.

It’s not that they can’t afford the cemetery in this city, it’s that the wealthy families in the city don’t allow it!

Yuezhou is closely connected to Mozhou, and is deeply influenced by Fang Li. The biggest wealthy family in this city is the Luo family, who is a student of the Fang family.

The current head of the Luo family, known as the boat prostitute and singer, is immoral, and his body is not allowed to be buried on land.

ridiculous!

This is Patriarch Luo, but he is a regular visitor on this Drunken Galaxy. How come you don’t feel immoral when you enter a woman’s bedroom?

He, Xie Xiaofeng, came back today with two purposes, the first is to move his mother’s grave!

“My lord, do you want to play on the boat?” Seeing Xie Xiaofeng standing on the shore for a long time, a boatman came forward with his boat, “Young master, you can recommend something to me.”

“Which girl is on this boat ?” The most beautiful, that girl is the prettiest, we all know that very well.”

Xie Xiaofeng came back to his senses, turned his head slightly, looked at the boatman, and said with a smile: “Three miles of waves in front of the boat are delicate, and plum blossoms in three miles of back boat are pretty. I can’t blow the bullets. Bishuiyao, Lu Yuyuan is the best at tasting poetry. Am I right?”

The boatman was stunned when he heard the words, and then said in embarrassment: “It turns out that the young master has already made up his mind, and he has figured out all the four big oirans on the Drunken Star River. !”

“Then it’s easy to handle. If you want to go to the four boats, I will take you there without charging any money.”

Xie Xiaofeng smiled again, this is what he said to the boatmen at the beginning.

It’s nothing more than not taking money from the guests. Afterwards, the girls on the boat will naturally give rewards, and it’s still earned.

“Please trouble brother, take me to Sleeping Moon Island!” Xie Xiaofeng shook his head and said.

“Mianyue Island?” The boatman’s face changed, “That’s a place for dead people, why go there!”

Xie Xiaofeng tapped his toes, landed on the boat, threw a piece of silver casually, and said lightly: “Sweep the grave, move Grave!”

Hearing this, the boatman didn’t dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly rowed.

…

Someone moved the grave of the dead singer on Sleeping Moon Island!

The news spread throughout Zui Xinghe almost in a very short period of time.

The little girls in the boat ran to the deck one by one, looking around.

They want to know who is doing this!

After all, no one wants to be buried on that reef island that may not exist anytime after death!

Soon, they saw their target.

In the ordinary small boat, there was a tattered coffin, which was covered with the colorful brocade that had been prepared. At the bow, stood an imposing young man with a long sword in his hand, exuding a menacing look all over his body. Heroic.

“What a handsome man!” The moment a group of women saw Xie Xiaofeng, their hearts were shocked, and their faces were blushing. Only a little maid looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a puzzled expression.

But this kind of situation made some young masters who were drinking and having fun on the boat feel sour. One of the young masters pointed at Xie Xiaofeng and shouted: “Stop the boat for me!

” Have you heard of the rules of the Luo family?”

At this point, many singers and maids cast disgusted eyes on the visitor, but they recognized that the other party was a member of the Luo family, and they dared not speak out, but only looked at Xie Xiaofeng worriedly.

Xie Xiaofeng didn’t even look at the opponent, he opened his hand casually and flicked, a copper coin was ejected by him, and hit the opponent directly in the chest. The disciples of the Luo family are only eighth-rank Confucian scholars, how could they withstand such an attack, they vomited blood at that time, and were overturned and disembarked directly.

“Presumptuous!” There was a cold shout from a luxurious painting boat, and then a luxuriously dressed young man looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said, “Your Excellency has your reasons for moving the grave for the singer, so I will pretend I didn’t see it!”

“But you dare to hurt my Luo family’s disciple!”

“Which family’s disciple is it?”

Xie Xiaofeng glanced at the other party, and immediately recognized the other party’s identity.

The eldest son of the Luo family, Luo Yunfeng.

“It’s not a child of any family, it’s my mother in the coffin!”

As soon as these words came out, all the onlookers were in an uproar.

At first, I thought it was the son of your family who was so angry that he became a beauty, but after a long time, he turned out to be the son of a singer!

What kind of background can a son of a singer buried in Miyue Island have!

The eyes of those women dimmed, and the little girl who was puzzled before seemed to recognize Xie Xiaofeng, with a look of disbelief.

“Filial piety is commendable.” Luo Yunfeng’s face remained unchanged, and he said calmly, “I allow you to find a place outside the city to bury my mother, and then come to my Luo’s house and be punished with ten sticks. The guilt of the previous collision has been exposed like this! ”

Xie Xiaofeng turned his head and looked at Luo Yunfeng. After a while, he opened his mouth softly and said the greeting that he often heard in Dongcang City-

“Stupid, forceful!”

“Presumptuous!” Luo Yunfeng frowned, and immediately Pointing at Xie Xiaofeng, a voice of poetry rang out, and a green spear shot at Xie Xiaofeng.

“Aji, be careful!” The little maid finally couldn’t hold back and shouted out.

Hearing the little maid’s shout, Xie Xiaofeng was taken aback for a moment, followed the sound, and didn’t care about the upright spear at all.

Finally, he found the little maid who was interested in him in the crowd, smiled lightly, raised the other at will, waved it casually like chasing flies, and the condensed spear of the fifth-grade master immediately collapsed. .

At this time, the others also heard the little maid’s cry, and suddenly, many people’s minds rang out that handsome servant girl who had disappeared for a year.

“Sisters, I’m Aji!” Xie Xiaofeng laughed, “Today I moved the tomb of my mother first, and I will move the tombs of other aunts on the island one by one in the future. In the future, there will be no more Mianyue Island!”

“As for Luofu, it’s bullshit!” As soon

as this remark came out, all the guests were shocked, and many women saluted in unison, saying: “Brother Aji!”

At this moment, a burst of spring thunder When it came, it was coerced by the great Confucianism.

“What a big tone!”

“The old man knows you, Aji!”

“The martial arts genius of Dongcang City, the top ten in Lunjian Pavilion.”

“But do you think you are Chen Luo!”

“Today, the old man will suppress you and let Dong Cangcheng come to lead people! Let you know what rules are!”

While speaking, two blue lights flew towards Zui Xinghe.

At this time, on the Drunken Star River, because of the sudden coercion of the Great Confucianism, the river was churning, and all the people were holding on to the railing. But in the turmoil, only the boat remained motionless.

The boatman looked at Xie Xiaofeng in surprise. He was manipulating the boat, so he could sense that there seemed to be an anchor holding the boat firmly.

“Ah… Mr. Aji, do you want to jump off the ship, little old man?”

Xie Xiaofeng smiled slightly: “No need!”

He looked at the two blue rainbows flying towards him, and raised his eyebrows.

“One of the second grade and one of the third grade, it seems that the Luo family still has some background!”

“Try the sword with you!”

As he said, Xie Xiaofeng held the hilt of the sword, and in the eyes of the boatman, it seemed that there was a colorful figure behind Xie Xiaofeng, whose movements were exactly the same as his, but in the blink of an eye, only Xie Xiaofeng was seen.

Xie Xiaofeng drew his sword “slowly”.

It gives the impression that it is slow, but in fact, the drawing of the sword is as fast as the wind.

A gust of wind blew out of nowhere from Xie Xiaofeng’s body, blowing away the coercion exerted by the great Confucian of the Luo family on Zuixinghe.

No one at the scene saw clearly how the sword was pierced out. They just saw drops of Zui Xinghe’s water being sucked into the air, and then condensed into a water sword, and then the water sword moved towards the two blue rainbows. .

The family, country and world of a great Confucian of the third grade will collapse at the touch of a finger; the family, country and world of a great Confucian of the second grade will be vulnerable.

Afterwards, the two streaks of green rainbows stopped abruptly, and then streaks of blood blossomed from their bodies. The two lofty Luo Family Confucians fell directly from the sky, and fell into the Drunken Galaxy with two thumps.

Xie Xiaofeng put the sword back into its sheath, and said to himself: “No, this move can’t beat Brother Ji!”

Then, he raised his head again, looked at several directions in the city that exude the aura of great Confucianism, and said coldly: “Mianyue The grave on the island, I thank someone for moving it!”

“Whoever refuses to accept, you can find me in Daqing Mountain thirty miles outside the city!”

“Below the second rank, don’t come to die!”

After finishing speaking, the boat had already stopped on the shore. Xie Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to grab it, and put the coffin on his shoulders.

He stepped onto the shore, opened his mouth suddenly, and his voice was like a loud bell—

“From tomorrow onwards, I will set up the Shenjian Villa in the green hills in the south of the city, accepting disciples and teaching the way.”

“Belong to the line of Dongcang Wuyuan!

” After finishing, Xie Xiaofeng carried the coffin and walked out of the city step by step!

This is the second thing he wants to do, and it’s also what many martial arts students will do after they leave Dongcang—to

promote martial arts!

…

Night falls, wild days.

The wild moon is not as bright as the moon in the world, but it has a special charm. The cold moonlight fell, shining on the city wall that seemed to be built of white jade, casting a long moon shadow.

Timo City, the place where the blood of the Barbarian Yuemother Timo family is located.

In the middle of the city, the magnificent Moon Worship Palace stands, and the entire palace seems to resonate with the wild moon, exuding moonlight halos.

In the Moon Mother Hall, Lamia, the saint of the Titus, looked at the gentle Moon Mother statue, knelt down devoutly, and then waved gently. At the foot of the statue, an entrance leading to the ground suddenly appeared, Lamia Standing up, she walked into the downward space, and when her figure was fully entered, the entrance closed again, as if nothing had happened.

Lamia walked down the steps step by step, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, she finally stepped on a flat ground. She raised her head, and not far from this underground secret room, there was a man whose face was about six to seven inches from hers. A similar stunning woman, but with a haggard face at this time. Both of her shoulders were pierced by sharp bone spears and nailed to the wall.

She heard the movement, raised her head, looked at Lamia, and forced a smile.

“Lamia, good evening.”   Lamia

walked in front of her, raised her head slightly, looked at each other, and said with a smile, “How do you know it’s night?”

You only dare to come and see me if you block the Manji Palace from monitoring us.” The other party said softly.

“I have three pieces of news to tell you.” Lamia didn’t worry about other issues, and went straight to the point, “There is news from the human race.

” Luo.” Lamia stared at the other party and said seriously, “That is to say, from the very beginning, you chased the wrong target. At that time, Chen Luo had already entered the Southern Wilderness, and Chen Luo in Daxuan was the one in the bamboo forest. It’s just a cover.”

“You would never have succeeded, Yujia!” Lamia said emphatically!

Yujia!

That’s right, the woman nailed to the wall is the barbarian Yujia who sneaked into Daxuan to assassinate Chen Luo!

It’s just that she was inexplicably attracted by Daxuan’s storytelling and operas, which delayed her pursuit. Later, she managed to find “Chen Luo”, but was almost caught!

“No wonder…” Yu Jia nodded, “I drive the secret technique, which is comparable to a first-grade one. The killing blow was actually blocked by that ‘Chen Luo’, and he almost captured me. It seems that he must have been pretending to be Chen Luo at that time.” A certain senior brother.”

Yujia smiled wryly.

After the first assassination failed, she lay in ambush outside the bamboo forest and waited for another chance, but “Chen Luo” seemed to be stuck in the bamboo forest and never came out again.

She never saw Chen Luo again until her transformation technique was about to fail and she had to leave.

It turned out that at that time, he had already gained a great reputation in the Southern Wilderness.

After returning to Titu City, she realized that because of her failure, Emperor Man was dissatisfied and the Luna Department suffered a huge blow.

In order to punish herself, she took the initiative to choose the punishment with two spears.

“The second thing is that the tower bone has become a god.” Lamia continued, “The Barbarian God Palace has paid for a yang god, so that the tower bone has successfully become a god!”

“The emperor recognized the tower bone as his righteous brother , and the Palace Master of the Manshen Palace formally accepted the tower bone as his disciple.”

Yujia didn’t speak after hearing this.

“The third thing, Tagu proposed marriage to me.” Lamia said again.   Yujia’s eyes widened immediately, and there was a hint of anger in her tone: ” Goddesses

serve the mother of the moon and never marry. This is an ancient rule!”

Is it?”

Lamia shook his head lightly: “The dispute between the sun and the moon is a hidden danger after all.”

Yujia looked at Lamia: “What do you say?”

“I agree! This is the only way to let them loosen some pressure on the Titus.” Lamiya still smiled lightly, “But the rule that the goddess does not marry cannot be changed.”

“I will resign as the goddess and marry the tower bone !”

“Yujia, you are me. I will leave behind the brilliance of the Moon Mother, and walk into the big tent of the tower bone with only my body!”

“Next, the Moon God Tribe will depend on you.”

Yu Jia was   silent for a moment, and said with difficulty: “I am you!

”

forehead.

“The goddess is you, my sister!” As he said, the soft moonlight shone from Lamia’s fingertips. Yujia wanted to struggle, but finally closed her eyes slowly and passed out.

Immediately, with a flick of Lamia’s finger, the two spears pinned to Yujia collapsed immediately. Lamia supported Yujia, hugged him horizontally, and walked towards the secret room

…

“So , there shouldn’t be a winter battle this year?” On Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo looked at Cheng Nansong, the new soldier who came to Fangcun Mountain just after taking office, and asked in confusion.

According to Cheng Nansong, under the barbarian sky, the Yilisa Khan tribe in the tower bone has basically been divided up, but next, a more important competition is about to start.

That is to be able to rise and become the eighth Khan to replace the Ilisa Khan!

This involves Mantian luck and the mechanism that the barbarians have operated for tens of millions of years. It has to be fought, even the Manshen Palace, the Manji Palace, or the noble Mantian Emperor, cannot stop it.

“The tower bone seems to be a god.” Chen Luo thought of the tower bone that escaped halfway during the Nanhuang tide, and asked doubtfully, “Can’t we reorganize the Yilisa Khan Department?

” It’s business.” Cheng Nansong said seriously, “But it’s hard to say whether it is secretly supporting a certain force.”

“But the rest of the tribes fighting for Khan will also have the support of Mangod or Manji.”

“There may be small-scale harassment, but the battle like last year will not happen until the Eighth Khan is confirmed. It ‘s gone.”

Chen Luo frowned, and said, “Can’t we take this opportunity to send troops out of the sky?”

Cheng Nansong smiled when he heard this: “When the old man took office, the court and the Chinese debated this issue for a long time.”

“In the end, Prime Minister Han made the final decision.”

“Although my Daxuan’s luck has greatly increased, my background is still shallow. I can advance three thousand miles on the battlefield at most. It will be difficult to move forward.”

“And my Daxuan sends troops, but it will make people The barbarians are vigilant, put aside the fight, and fight against our army.”

“Instead of doing this, it is better to take this opportunity to develop steadily. After all, time is up to me.”

Speaking of this, Cheng Nansong looked at Chen Luo with satisfaction: “Wait for your martial arts to achieve great success, Waiting for the generals in the military academy to grow into talents, and waiting for the warriors to spread all over the world…”

“At that time, we may be able to surpass Linhuang’s great achievements!”

Chen Luo listened to Cheng Nansong’s words, with a strange expression on his face.

Beyond my uncle?

This one seems a bit difficult.

They are in the Netherworld now, and they plan to shape the Nether Avenue.

“What? Is there a problem?” Cheng Nansong saw that Chen Luo’s expression seemed to be full of stories, and smiled, “Young man, it’s better to be arrogant and free and easy!”

Chen Luo shook his head: “No, Cheng Xiang, that’s not the problem.”

“What is that?”

Chen Luo opened his mouth, and said, “It’s about the underworld, so don’t talk about it!”

Cheng Nansong: (￣ェ￣;)

You little friend, do you want to follow your Majesty’s example?

Cheng Nansong stood up: “Okay, it’s time for the truth to go back to the Weiwu Mansion. Since you have something to do in Netherworld, the military affairs of Fangcun Mountain are under the jurisdiction of the Weiwu Mansion. Do you have any opinions?”

Chen Luo shook his head naturally: “That’s Fang Cunshan’s good fortune.”

“That’s good.” Cheng Nansong opened his mouth again, intending to talk to Chen Luo about the Dharma, but thinking of Han Qingzhu telling him, Chen Luo This time entering the Netherworld may not be able to return at any time, so don’t disturb him with such things as Faxiang.

No, what do you mean by “things like Faxiang”!

So Cheng Nansong swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder: “After all, you are a human being, so just do your best with the Netherworld.

” I want to arrange for you to do it.”

Chen Luo blinked, only taking it as the elder’s encouragement, and quickly smiled: “Okay, don’t worry, I will come back as soon as I finish.”

“Yes!” Cheng Nansong nodded slightly, turned and left .

After sending Cheng Nansong away, Chen Luo felt relieved.

He moved Fangcun Mountain to the northern border by himself, and he always had to consider the war in the northern border.

The growth of warriors in the world still takes time.

This time, I climbed up and updated four chapters, which caused me to stay for a long time, and my soul felt tired, so I should go down.

After calling Mastiff Lingling and arranging his “retreat”, Chen Luo manipulated the wooden body back to the bed, lay down on the bed again, and closed his eyes.

…

the ghost.

In the palace, Lin Huang, who was resting on the bed, suddenly frowned and opened his eyes.

She sat up, and a phantom of a phoenix flickered behind her.

“Is this… the breath of heaven?”

Emperor Lin got up, walked outside the sleeping hall, looked at the western sky, and a bright galaxy appeared in his eyes.

“Using the Buddha way to reach the sky, lead the power of the heavenly way into the nether world?” Linhuang murmured, “What do you want to do in the White Lotus Pure Land?”

Suddenly, Linhuang’s face changed: “Ancient heavenly way!”

“Bailian Pure Land, you guys will think of a way!”

Emperor Lin snorted coldly, and then turned his gaze back to the direction of Fengdu Palace.

“God’s will?”

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(end of this chapter)