Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 733

[Chapter 710 The night is deep, and the dawn is on the way!]

Everyone knows that “Journey to the West” has been updated again!

The vision on Fangcun Mountain has already been spread all over the sky.

The monster race is still looking forward to the new bloodline of the Dao of Heaven this time, but on the human race side, the masters of the Taoist sect suddenly descended from the mountain one after another, spreading clouds and rain, paving roads and bridges.

Don’t ask, just want to do something for the common people in the world.

The false Buddha received incense in the Western Regions, and the real Tianzun entered the world to comfort all beings.

For a while, purple rainbows pierced the sky in Daxuan, and white cranes fluttered their wings.

In this regard, Confucianism is silent.

Although it is said that high-level people usually do such things, it is really rare to be dispatched on such a large scale. According to unknown sources, Daomen’s move is to create momentum for the latest chapter of “Journey to the West”.

At first, no one believed it, especially some Confucian scholars firmly denied this statement. After all, “Journey to the West” has been written so far. Apart from Buddhism and Yaozu, the biggest force is the Heavenly Court. Although the Heavenly Court looks like a Taoist school, it is actually true. Confucian court structure.

What does it have to do with his Taoism!

Everyone is familiar with each other, but you can’t rub it hard.

However, this statement was quickly shattered by Taoists who claimed to “in the name of a great virtuous teacher” when accepting the gratitude of the people.

Great virtuous teacher!

At the beginning, no one thought of this title, thinking it was some unborn Daoist from the Taoist sect, until the people returned home and saw the “Zhong Kui Ghost Hunting Picture” hanging on the wall of their home, they all reacted.

Fuck!

I almost forgot, the great virtuous teacher is Wuhou!

This door is really aimed at Marquis Wu.

Everyone knows that the Taoist organization is like a dog guarding the country’s gate in troubled times, and like a cat sleeping in the mountains and forests in prosperous times.

What happened to make the Taoist sect glow with such enthusiasm?

“Journey to the West”?

Immediately, Daxuan set off a second wave of upsurge.

What exactly was written in it that made the Daomen take the initiative to such an extent!

On the other hand, a minor incident also happened in Nanhuang, which distracted some attention from “Journey to the West”.

That is, the sycamore forest is closed!

To the outside world, it is said that Emperor Qinglong is out of energy and needs to take a good rest.

In this regard, Nan Huang’s attitude is: nonsense.

If your Azure Dragon Emperor lacks energy, will the other ancestor monsters still be alive?

Didn’t you hear that when the news came out, the one who laughed the loudest was “King Qilin who conquers people with virtue”?

However, according to the gossip that the well-known ancestor demon of the crane clan had a safe life, the great sage Jian Jia suddenly collected a group of women who had become demons from the southern wasteland and entered the Wutong forest.

Without exception, they are all women who are good at serving confinement children.

Tut tut.

All the monsters in the Southern Wilderness, have never seen anything or played anything.

It’s normal to start to speed up.

Judging by the number of recruits, I’m afraid we can’t take care of twenty or thirty.

That’s it, still weak?

As a result, those monster races who thought they had a good relationship with Wutonglin began to think about what kind of gift they should follow.

Feng Lin is low-key, but if you don’t express it, it’s your problem.

Nanhuang is not fighting and killing, Nanhuang is a way of life!

The key is to find out who the mistress is!

Indus forest.

“You did a good job.” Qinglong Emperor said to He Haohao with his head full of little dolls on his head.

He Haohao quickly replied: “For the emperor…”

“Hush!” The Azure Dragon Emperor shook his hand directly, and a ban hit He Haohao’s mouth, and He Haohao’s words were held back in his mouth.

“Don’t be so loud, these ancestors just fell asleep!” Qinglong Emperor pointed to the pendant-like, thirty sleeping ginseng fruits, waved his hand, and motioned for him to go down.

“That’s right!” The Qinglong Emperor said again, “What you saw today, don’t spread it!”

He Haohao patted his chest quickly, and said through voice transmission: “Don’t worry, the emperor, I am so good, I will keep my mouth shut!”

Until He Haohao After leaving well, Jian Jia’s figure appeared beside Qinglong Emperor.

“Emperor, those banshees are all settling down.”

Qinglong Emperor sighed: “Oh, they are all that stinky child. When did this old man have such a reputation!”

Jian Jia smiled: “Emperor, relax , let Nanhuang guess now, and when the new chapter of “Journey to the West” comes out, they will know that they have wronged the emperor.”

“The focus will naturally shift.”

“Oh…so the old man doesn’t like children… “Emperor Azure Dragon sighed.

“Go to Fangcun Mountain first, and look for that child…” Just halfway through the words, a life fruit suddenly opened its eyes.

“Yo yo yo, continue to sleep, continue to sleep…” Emperor Qinglong hurriedly moved a branch, patted the back of this ginseng fruit lightly, and coaxed the ginseng fruit with a kind tone. eyes.

Emperor Qinglong let out a sigh of relief, looked at Jian Jia’s face, and said in a voice transmission: “Children, you are just annoying.”

“Go and let that child think of a way to get these fruits away from the old man’s head!

Jian Jia nodded quickly, turned and left .

so close.

Slow down and you’ll laugh out loud!

…

Square Inch Mountain.

“What? Haven’t started publishing yet?” Chen Luo looked at Mastiff Lingling suspiciously. The manuscript had been handed out for a day, and he planned to wait for a wave of red dust, but there was no response after waiting for a long time, so he called Mastiff Lingling for a while. After inquiring, I realized that the manuscript has not been published yet.

“Yes!” Mastiff Lingling said helplessly, “This time, the young master gave three chapters at once, and the content is a bit more.

” The copying is slow. If the new Dao is related to Confucianism, it may be faster.”

“That’s it…” Chen Luo recalled, and the writing speed of those chapters was indeed slower than before, “When will it be possible? Issuing?”

“Tomorrow will be enough!” Mastiff Lingling said hastily, “Wenchang Pavilion recruited a group of Taoists who are good at ‘Ghost Drawing Talisman’ to assist, and the speed has increased a lot.”

“One Taoist five thousand taels of silver.”

Chen Luo Yi was taken aback: “The Confucian sect is bleeding a lot this time.”

Mastiff Lingling’s face is not strange: “No, young master, you misunderstood.”

“It was the Taoist sect who offered to bid, five thousand taels for each copying quota, which is paid to From the Confucian school.”

Chen Luo: (*□`σ)

The heart of the Confucian school has never let me down!

“Wenchang Pavilion means that the Confucian sect will use all the fees collected for the transcription this time to establish martial arts gyms in various places and support martial arts students.”

“In addition, the Taoist sect also sent a batch of supplies to Fangcunshan.” Mastiff Lingling continued, “The priest who came to give gifts said that I heard that you like to use boats to receive gifts.”

“I sent a hundred boats first! Fifty boats will arrive at Fangcun Mountain in a few days, and the other fifty boats will be sent away. ” Dongcang City!”

Chen Luo: (●ω●)

Daoism’s handwriting never disappoints me!

…

Late at night.

An unknown town.

Daxuan didn’t say there was a curfew, and some taverns and gambling stalls were also open all night, which was the most mixed place.

Suddenly, fierce shouting and cursing erupted in a tavern on the street, and then a dirty drunk man was picked up by two tavern guys and thrown directly on the ground.

“You drunk, are you confused? When did I charge you for the drink, boss!” A vicious man with a fierce face came out of the tavern, “If you want to drink my Bawang wine, you are looking for the wrong one. Grave head!”

“I don’t care about you today, but if you step into my tavern again, I will break your legs!” The villain continued to yell.

The drunk man lying on the ground was like a puddle of mud at this time, but he still had a sliver of consciousness, unable to raise his hand, and said, “Poverty… hiccup, I paid…”

“I paid for an orb… …”

“Hey! Orb, what orb?” The tavern owner quickly looked around and said, “This drunk is holding a stone and told me it was a treasure. Look at him, he looks like he has a treasure.” Human?”

“If it’s really a treasure, maybe it’s stolen goods.”

“I’ll send it to the yamen tomorrow!” The

drunk stood up staggeringly, looked at the tavern owner with sleepy eyes, and said, “Give it to me… … wine, I’ll just go!”

“Fair deal!”

“You still want wine?” The tavern owner jumped up and scolded, “I still have to settle with you for what you drank before.” The

drunkard refused to let go. , pounced on: “That orb…give it back to me, I’ll go…to another place…to buy wine…”

The drunk suddenly pounced, and suddenly he was like a ghost, and he rushed to the tavern owner in the blink of an eye. He reached out to touch the boss, trying to find the orb he gave him. The boss raised his leg and kicked the drunk man away. Just as he was about to walk in, his feet suddenly sank. It turned out that the drunk man hugged his thigh.

“Why are you standing there in a daze? Let me do it!” The tavern owner couldn’t pull his legs, and turned to the waiter in a hurry, “It’s useless to support you.”

Hearing this, the guys rushed up, at first they just pulled, and finally punched and kicked directly, who knew that the drunk man was also persistent, and let the guys greet him, but he refused to let go!

The tavern owner was very annoyed by the drunk man’s entanglement, so he picked up an empty wine jar placed at the door of the tavern, and slammed it on the drunk man’s head.

With a sound of “wow”, the wine jar shattered, and blood flowed out from the top of the drunk man’s head. The drunk man’s face was covered with blood, and he was still clinging to the tavern owner’s leg.

“Boss, give him some wine, just fool him.” A guy whispered to the boss, fearing that he would be killed.

“Fart!” The boss was also a gangster, and he was angered at this time, “Playing with me? You were not born when I was yelling!”

Saying this, the boss picked up an empty wine jar and wanted to go again Smash that drunk on the head!

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the sky: “Stop!”

Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, accurately hitting the wine jar in the hands of the tavern owner, smashing the wine jar to pieces instantly.

A Kun Dao with outstanding appearance fell from the sky and landed on this street.

“Walking in the air, you are a Daoist real person!” Suddenly those knowledgeable drinkers blurted out.

Seeing Master Kun Dao walking towards him, the tavern owner quickly laughed and said: “Master Dao, we are just teaching a drunkard, it is not worth your shot…”

That Master Kun Dao ignored the tavern owner, his eyes were fixed

Staring at the back of the drunk who hid his face behind the tavern owner’s calf, he tentatively asked: “Senior brother?” Standing up quickly, he didn’t seem to be a little drunk at this time.

He lowered his head, allowing his messy hair to cover his face, and the blood from the previous injury covered his facial features like a blood-stained mask.

He didn’t respond, just turned around and left.

Na Kundao followed behind and shouted again: “Brother!”

The drunk man’s footsteps are getting faster, but no matter how fast he is, can he be as fast as a Daoist real person?

As soon as Na Kundao’s figure moved, it turned into a flash of lightning and landed in front of the drunk.

But the drunk man reacted very quickly, turned around directly, and wanted to escape, Na Kundao looked sad, and shouted: “Situ Zhong! Stop!”

“Do you want me to call Master?” The

drunk’s footsteps suddenly stopped. Paused, stopped in place.

Kun Dao walked up to the drunk man step by step, she stretched out her hand to brush away the messy hair covering his face, wiped off the blood stains on the drunk man’s face with a handkerchief, and barely saw the appearance of an unshaven, decadent middle-aged man.

Between those brows and eyes, the heroic spirit of being handsome and starry back then was no longer seen.

“Brother, what happened?”

“How can you… look like this?” Kun Dao   said

, his voice choked up: “Go, I’ll take you back to the mountain!”

hand, but the drunk man stood motionless, Kun Dao turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

The drunk man shook his head: “Master Dao, you have misunderstood the person.”

“Situ Zhong, he is dead.”

Kun Dao was about to speak when suddenly a low figure came from above their heads.

“My eldest disciple died?”

“Why didn’t I know?”

Kun Dao and the drunk suddenly raised their heads, and saw a majestic Daoist with a childlike face floating in the air, looking at them.

“Master!” Kun Dao saw the other party with joy on his face, but the drunk man suddenly burst into tears, knelt heavily on the ground, bent over and couldn’t get up.

Daoist Hefa ignored the drunk, and landed directly in front of the previous tavern, walking towards the tavern owner step by step.

The owner of the tavern looked terrified, and he was about to pay respects, but he was gently lifted by the Taoist Lord Hefa, and he was not allowed to kneel down.

Daojun’s tone was gentle, without a tone of blame, he just asked: “My disciple, how much do you owe for drinking?”

“No, no, no!” I don’t have any status, so I want to…”

“Do you want to get that precious orb?” Daojun said lightly, and then stretched out his hand, “Bring it…” The

tavern owner quickly took out a snow-white pearl from his bosom, without a trace of impurities. Color, thumb-sized white jade beads, presented to Daojun with both hands.

Daojun received the white jade bead, looked at it, and said with a smile: “This pearl, called Snow Returning Pearl, is worn on the body, and the cold and heat will not invade. Not to mention your small tavern, this small town, you can also buy it. ” Speaking, Daojun took out a baby’s fist-sized gold from his sleeve, threw it to the other party, and said: “Take   the

orb, and use this gold as wine money.”

, that elder brother didn’t drink so much wine. My whole tavern is not worth the money.”

“The poor man knows.” The Taoist nodded, “If there is too much, let’s take it as compensation from the poor man!”

After finishing speaking , Daojun waved his hand, and all the drinkers in the tavern were blinded, and they were moved out of the tavern. Immediately afterwards, Daojun lowered his hand, and immediately a thunderbolt fell from the sky and landed directly on the tavern In an instant, the tavern was turned into ruins by lightning.

“If the compensation is not enough, go to the nearby Taoist temple and show them the gold I gave you, and the Taoist temple will make up for it.” After finishing speaking, Daojun left the tavern owner with a panicked face, and walked towards the kneeling Drunk on the ground.

“Situ Zhong…” Daojun looked at the disciple kneeling on the ground and sighed softly.

“Why is this…”

Situ

Zhong was washing his body while sitting in the bathtub.

The master asked, why is this so?

Yes, why not!

The steam was steaming, blurring Situ Zhong’s vision, making him seem to see his own past.

In the past, he was also a Taoist genius. He became a real person at the age of 20, and he reached the peak of the fourth-rank real person at the age of 36. He is on the top ten of the list of qualified Taoists in the Taoist school!

However, the way of the soul is dangerous and dangerous. He made a mistake in his practice once he was greedy for merit. Although he was rescued in time, the soul was shattered by the thunder robbery. , can only be barely re-bonded, not dead.

The soul is broken, which means that the road of Daomen can no longer be walked.

So he packed his bags and took the initiative to go down the mountain.

He thought that even if he couldn’t practice Taoism, there were always other ways to practice.

At that time, he didn’t know that what greeted him was disappointment again and again.

It is not an easy task to transfer, especially because he has a problem with his mind and soul. When he is learning the principles of Confucianism, he often suffers from lack of energy.

After ten years of penance, I haven’t even stepped into the realm of a teacher.

He severed all past connections, concealed his identity, began to give up on himself, and began to paralyze himself with alcohol.

Somehow, it ended up in today’s field.

Master, you must be disappointed…

“Brother…” A

voice transmission fell into Situ Zhong’s ears.

“I’m here.” Situ Zhong couldn’t transmit his voice, so he could only respond in a low voice, knowing that the other party could hear him.

“Master and I are ordered by the heavenly master to go down the mountain to accumulate good fortune for the great virtuous teacher. Passing by where you used to live, the master found that you are no longer there, so he ordered us to look for you everywhere.

” Let’s go back to the mountain together.”

Hearing the words of concern from his junior sister, Situ Zhong smiled wryly.

Can I still go back?

…

After taking a bath, he changed into clean clothes, followed the teacher’s door, and knocked on the door where the master was.

“Master, senior brother is here.” Kun Dao announced as soon as he entered the door.

Situ Zhong, who was meditating on the futon, opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Situ Zhong, and said for a while, “Did the Daoists treat you badly?”

Situ Zhong quickly knelt on the ground: “It’s the disciple’s own problem. The Daoists have never treated me badly. ”

Cultivation of the soul is not easy, so every year there are many disciples who have no choice but to stop their practice because of problems with the soul. For such disciples, the Taoist way of handling them is willing to stay in the mountains, and they can take on some chores and deal with mundane affairs; Those who don’t want to stay, leave their address, and a sum of money will be paid out every year, enough to spend a lifetime without worrying about food and clothing.

In addition, there is another option now, that is to be supported by the Taoist sect and practice martial arts. For example, half of the disciples in Wudang Mountain are all disciples of the Taoist sect.

“Since I never treated you badly, how did you become like this?” Daojun continued.

Situ Zhong knelt on the ground, his throat rolled up and down, and after a while, he said slowly: “Disciple, I have lost my heart.”

“In the vast world of mortals, I have nowhere to go.”

“Without seeing the light, I don’t know the way forward.

” After half my life, I will be mediocre and mediocre, and I will have nothing to ask for in this life.”

After finishing speaking, Situ Zhong put his head on the ground and remained silent.   ” Idiot

…” Taoist sighed, “Why didn’t you write to the mountain?”

“The disciple has no face, and the letter has no words!

”

, looked at the figure kneeling on the ground, and said softly: “Brother…”

“The Confucian school emphasizes skills, but also the soul. Your soul is damaged, and it will not be smooth to transfer to the Confucian school.” The Taoist spoke slowly again Dao said, “More than a year ago, the Daoist sect issued a letter telling you Taoists to choose martial arts.”

“Didn’t you do it?”

Situ Zhong raised his head and said helplessly, “Master, this disciple is forty-six years old. ”

“On the road of cultivation, before one year old, it is nothing. But in the eyes of ordinary people, forty-six years old is a person who has passed middle age and his strength has declined.

” But for beginners in martial arts, it is necessary to open the acupoints and open the meridians!”

“Teens or twenties, it may not be a big problem to practice.”

“But disciple…” Situ Zhong shook his head, “I have lost my innate ability. Ziqi nourishes the body, the meridians have begun to shrink, and the difficulty of opening the acupoints has become several times greater.”

“The disciple also studied the red dust books of the great virtuous teacher, and realized a few swordsmanship from the book!”

“But , the meridians are blocked, the acupoints are not opened, there is a heart, but no strength.”

Daojun was silent when he heard this.

This is an objective fact.

In the past year, most of the Taoist disciples who were able to enter Wudang Mountain were under the age of twenty. Judging from the current feedback, the younger you are, the greater your potential in martial arts.

Daojun sighed, and suddenly waved his hand, a burst of purple qi shot into Situ Zhong’s body, before Situ Zhong could react, the purple qi flew back into Daojun’s body again.

But at this time, there was a smile on Daojun’s face.

“That’s right, the foundation of Taoism has not been lost.”

Situ Zhong bowed again and said, “Although this disciple cannot practice the way of spirit and soul, and cannot produce innate purple qi, he will never forget the classics of Taoism and the teachings of his master.”

“Get up. ” Daojun gently supported Situ Zhong up, looked at him, and said: “If there is still a chance to re-enter the path of practice, would you like to cherish it?

” Martial arts, I have tried it all, but with my situation, I can’t make it…”

“No!” The corner of Daojun’s mouth curled up slightly, “What if there is still a chance?”

“The mortal world is the basis, and the Taoism is for it.”

“Yes ?” Seeing Daojun’s appearance, Situ Zhong’s eyes lit up, “Master, is it true?”

“Of course it’s true.” Kun Dao said, “Master and I went down the mountain just for this purpose.”

Dao Jun also nodded: “The great virtuous and good teacher’s appearance is so impressive that he has opened up a new Taoist avenue on the martial arts. ”

“According to the deduction of the seniors of the Taoist Palace, the practice of this avenue should be similar to the martial arts Shaolin, absorbing the worldly energy as the basis, but it is my Taoist method that operates.”

“The specifics are not clear, but what is certain is , my Taoist disciples will definitely have a bonus in their practice.”

“That’s why I am looking for you as a teacher!”

Situ Zhong froze on the spot when he heard this, and then knelt down again: “Disciple, I will not let the master down.”

Daojun looked at the disciple he once loved the most, and sighed leisurely: “You have never let me down.”

“It’s just that in the future, don’t let yourself down!

” Among the latest chapters of “, it will be published tomorrow.”

“I hope you can get something!”

Situ Zhong suppressed the excitement in his heart, and replied, “Disciple, remember.”

After a while, Situ Zhong raised his head again, Dao Jun has disappeared, only Kun Dao stayed in the house.

“Brother, Master arranged for me to accompany you to see what you can gain from the new way.”

Situ Zhong nodded and looked out the window.

The night is deep, but the dawn will always come on time.

…

the red sun is rising.

The crisp singing sound resounded everywhere in Daxuan.

“La la la, la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers…”

A new chapter of “Journey to the West” is here!

(end of this chapter)