I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

"Hehe, if I, King Zhennan, want to kill someone, when will I need the consent of the court ministers?"

"I'd like to see if I kill a few ants, King Zhennan, who dares to confront me!"

With a bang, several people only felt muffled thunder in their ears.

But in an instant, several members of Ouyang's family were bleeding from their seven orifices and fell to the ground dead.

A coercion crushed four people to death!

Sitting next to Lin Zhennan, Chu He couldn't help but feel the enormous coercion even though Lin Zhennan was deliberately protecting him, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

Is this the Martial Venerable of the Second Rank Dragon Realm?

With just one sound, four fourth-grade talents can be crushed to death.

Such coercion, how terrifying.

Among Lin Zhennan's mighty martial aura, he not only possesses the strong martial aura of the second rank, but also has a murderous intent. Sitting beside Chu He, he can feel the killing aura of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

The name of Zhennan King is well-deserved!

After killing a few people, King Zhennan didn't even move the corner of his mouth, but just continued to move forward.

Chu He sat at the side and said: "These people obviously didn't come here to kill me intentionally, otherwise they wouldn't let the fourth grade Confucian scholars come here, they should be deliberately let me kill them, insulting my reputation."

"But if you kill these few people, you should be in trouble, King Zhennan."

Hearing the word Zhennan Wang, Lin Zhennan tilted his head, glanced at Chu He, asked instead of responding.

"I am your grandfather, why don't you want to call me grandfather?"

Chu He was silent.

Lin Zhennan went on to say: "Forget it, your father was framed and put in prison, and the Chu family was in decline, but this king didn't help him at all. It's only natural for you to hate this king. If you don't call, don't call."

"Since those people were sent to die by several families, whether they are alive or not, you are inseparable from it. It is estimated that rumors will start in the capital tomorrow, saying that you not only colluded with ghost cultivators, but even killed the children of the family."

"As for this king, hehe, the memorials to me in the court will be piled up in the sky, who can help me, why not?"

Chu He nodded, and said, "Since King Zhennan has considerations in mind, I won't worry too much."

The carriage moved forward slowly, and after three days, it slowly arrived in front of Zhennan City.

Chu He recited the Analects of Confucius silently every day for three days, day and night. After the three days passed, although the ghost energy in his body did not recede, Wen Hai has gradually recovered.

In the sea of ​​literature, Gongsun Sheng, Lu Da and other book spirits woke up slowly.

Chu He was placed in a small courtyard in Zhennan Prefecture, next to Lin Zhennan's residence.

"You can rest assured that you are here. Unless all the southern troops of this king are killed, this is the safest place for the human race."

Lin Zhennan said lightly: "Liu Kui will take care of your safety here, and he will arrange your basic necessities of life."

Chu He nodded, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you King Zhennan, thank you General Liu."

Lin Zhennan left after giving orders, while Liu Kui said.

"I live in the outer courtyard. If you have any orders, you can just shout out."

Chu He clasped his fists and thanked again.

Back in the room, being served on the bed, Chu He took a deep breath and slowly sank into the sea of ​​literature.

Now he still can't move his legs, the most urgent thing is to expel the ghost energy, at least resume action first.

Wenhai has gradually started to have small waves from the ripples three days ago, and its cultural spirit has gradually begun to recover.

The three books of "Water Margin Fighting Breaking Heaven and Dragon" are hanging in the air, and they are also alive.

Standing on the sea of ​​literature, Chu He silently recites the Analects of Confucius.

Every time you read a sentence, the whole Wenhai will rise and fall accordingly.

The three books were shining brightly in the air, but one book remained motionless in the snow.

Suddenly, an extra thought came to Chu He's mind.

Reciting the Analects of Confucius can make Wenhai turbulent, so what if it is recitation?

Logically speaking, the book in the snow is no worse than the other three books, but few people have read it. If it can be forced out of its potential, wouldn't it also help him get rid of ghosts?

Chu He thought for a moment, looked into the snow, and spoke.

"The salary of eating the king and the matter of being loyal to the king are not owed to each other."

With just one glance, a figure appeared in Chu He's eyes.

Purple beard and blue eyes, dressed in official uniform, with a seal of the first assistant in front of him, standing on the court hall, but looking at the world from a distance.

I saw this person walking to the door of the Beijing Tavern and ordered a jug of wine.

While drinking, the man said softly: "I, Zhang Julu, just ordered a jug of wine from the people in the world in the end, isn't it too much?"

The chief assistant of a generation, with great power and dedication to the people, but in the end he had no choice but to order a pot of wine from the people in the world in front of the tavern.

Self-cultivation, governing the family, governing the country, and the world, Zhang Julu failed to achieve peace, but he did his best for the people of the world, and died.

Above Wenhai, with a word, suddenly surged.

The scene in Chu He's eyes gradually became clear with Wen Hai.

Zhang Julu seemed to have noticed something, and slowly turned his eyes to look at Chu He.

"You don't seem to be from Liyang, who are you?"

Zhang Julu asked Chu He, then slowly glanced around, realized something, and said with a light smile, "So that's how it is."

Chu He looked at Zhang Julu and saluted slowly.

Zhang Julu took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "My lord, you are full of elegance, calling me is enough."

"It's just a pity that I, Zhang Julu, have no intention of helping others with all my heart for Liyang."

When Zhang Julu spoke, there was apology in his eyes.

Facing the first official in Liyang, Chu He just saluted again, and said respectfully: "Shoufu wholeheartedly serves the people of Liyang, and has the world in mind. Now that he appears, I am satisfied. I hope that Shoufu will have no regrets in his heart."

Zhang Julu chuckled, and said in a low voice: "No regrets, I have done my best for Liyang, no regrets."

"Since you can call me out, it means that the two of us are destined, so I will give you a good luck and help you."

While speaking, a ray of white light burst out, like a shooting star, into Chu He's text sea.

The sea of ​​dusty texts seemed to be alive in an instant, and where the meteor entered, it suddenly set off a turbulent wave, and shocked the surrounding area.

Just at this moment, Chu He suddenly felt the vibration in his body for a moment, Wen Xin vibrated, and the ghost energy dissipated.

But the benefits don't stop there.

Chu He knew in his heart that this ray of white light contained Zhang Julu's perception of documents, and when he got rid of the ghost energy, Wen Xin would definitely grow a lot, and might even hit the fourth rank.

"Haha, I didn't expect that after death, I could do another good deed for the world."

Zhang Julu chuckled twice, and his figure slowly disappeared.

Chu He faced the figure and bowed three times in succession.

Liyang is lucky to have this person.

It was Chu He's great fortune to be able to see this person.

Zhang Julu's aura completely disappeared, and Chu He sat cross-legged on Wen Hai, feeling the changes in Wen Hai.

In just a moment, he forcefully forced back the ghost energy by two inches, far surpassing his three days of hard work.

Chu He was delighted, so is this the potential of Xuezhong?