I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

"Please ask Wan Amber to clarify the confusion!"

Hearing this shout, Chen Luo frowned slightly.

According to the discussion between Song Tuizhi and Yan Baichuan, they would spread their "star-absorbing Dafa" in the Confucian circle afterwards, and even let themselves practice it again, and then the Confucianists would pass it on to Wenzong or the semi-sage. Let Chen Luo avoid the suspicion from Confucian Power, and solve the troubles caused by Chen Luo's shock in poetry.

As for the common people, it is said that Chen Luo was originally a Confucian scholar, but he just kept hiding it.

When they thought about it, at the moment of Yaozu, no one would openly ask such a thing. After all, the people who can be present are either great Confucian scholars or famous people, or high-ranking officials and dignitaries. The basic general trend is better understood, and they will not be so stupid.

But if it's not stupid, it's broken!

Chen Luo looked at the source of the voice, and saw that although an official wanted to hide in the crowd, his colleagues around him took the initiative to keep a distance from him, making him very conspicuous.

"Yo, old acquaintance." When Chen Luo saw the other party, his heart moved.

This person is none other than Lu Dazhi, the head of the Ministry of Rites who first questioned that he was not qualified to be recognized by Wen Xin in the court.

Wei Yan told himself that this Lu Dazhi had some relationship with the Fang family of Mozhou.

Speaking of which, the Wen Xin was originally coveted by the Fang family, and I only knew that my Master and the Fang family had a deadly feud.

With such a connection, it would make sense for Lu Dazhi to have a difficult time getting started. I just don't know if this is his own intention to please Fang Shi, or Fang Shi conveyed the meaning to him.

Now that everyone is watching, Chen Luo certainly cannot casually say that he was originally a Confucian scholar. Actually is not someone who dares to take out the classics to test his comprehensive reading Talent on the spot, but there are so many great scholars on the scene, and there are so many great scholars watching through the magic circle outside the venue, they can tell whether they are Confucian scholars at a glance!

"Do you want to make it public?" Chen Luo frowned.

...

At the same time, Wen Xiang's complexion was not good. He spotted Lu Dazhi immediately, and then turned his gaze to the Prime Minister beside him. Sensing Wen Xiang's gaze, the Prime Minister opened his mouth lightly, and said via voice transmission: "It's not the old man's intention. The last time Wan Bu Bu stood up for him in the court, and he took advantage of the Fang family in advance. Today's matter, and the Ministry of Rites, It has nothing to do with the main hall."

"Fang Shi!" Wen Xiang said harshly. Suddenly, Wen Xiang felt something, his figure flickered, appeared in mid-air, and a Daoist figure appeared.

It was Song Tuizhi who had left before, leaving and returning.

"Tuizhi, killing Lu Dazhi now won't help!" Wen Xiang saw through Song Tuizhi's thoughts at a glance.

"I don't want to make up for anything, I just want to beat him to death!" Song Tuizhi said coldly.

"Don't be impulsive!" Wen Xiang stopped in front of Song Tuizhi, he knew that Song Tuizhi was really murderous.

What are the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove.

The Bamboo Forest Seven Slaughters are almost the same!

...

"Bastard!" the historian Daru scolded, "Things that don't care about the situation." He naturally saw that Chen Luo was not a Confucian scholar, but just now he gained righteousness through a strange way. This kind of thing, no matter from what point of view, is beneficial to Daxuan, after all, Daxuan has ten times or a hundred times the number of ordinary people compared to scholars. This should be a great secret.

How can you openly question in front of the Yaozu and the world!

What if they find a way to crack it?

Taking a step back, wouldn't this push Chen Luo to the forefront without any foreshadowing?

"Quick, break the magic circle!" The historian said hurriedly.

"Sima Daru, it can't be stopped! Linhuanglei still has martial arts, and it can't end now. In order to show his determination to be upright, Linhuanglei's magic circle is connected with luck. Scatter half of luck!"

"Is there no other way?"

"Unless Huo Xiang is reborn, he can use the first rank official technique of 'pointing a deer into a horse', or the second rank official technique of 'deception', otherwise there is no way."

"Bah, is that official trick? That's treacherous trick!" Sima Daru cursed, then looked nervously at Chen Luo on the stage.

Under the open and bright conditions, no one can forcibly stop Lu Dazhi from asking questions.

I can only watch Chen Luo own.

...

Chen Luo rubbed his brows.

Want to speak out?

Want to tell everyone in the world that the martial arts he wrote in the book can be cultivated, does it exist?

It doesn't matter to tell the great Confucianism, because the great Confucianism has gone a long way on Confucianism and Taoism, and it is impossible to go back to his way.

But the people of the world are different. More than 90% of ordinary people, like him, have not read Talent thoroughly.

So, speak up?

At this time, the entire Dongque was quiet, and even the entire Zhongjing City was quiet.

They are waiting for Chen Luo's answer.

Suddenly, Chen Luo laughed out loud.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

Since entering Beijing, he has been favored by almost everyone.

He knew that Ye Heng was also following "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes", but he never used imperial power to make him break the rules of serialization...

King Jing's son Ye Dafu regarded him as his brother, and Confucian genius Ji Zhong regarded him as his master.

The head of the eight major academies in Zhongjing laughed and said that he would give favors and respond to requests, but he actually regarded himself as being close to Junior.

There are also Liu Jingzhuang, Nanyuan Xi, Luo Hongnu, Cheng Diefei...

There are also those ordinary people who call themselves "the shame of a literati" every day, but who can throw tables and curse at others if they say that they are not good...

How could he be so favored? What did he do for them?

Isn't it just copying a few articles from the memory of the predecessor and writing one?

But what is it for?

From the beginning to the end, it is for myself, to let them study and help myself gain more mortal energy.

Did I really do anything for them?

Also, he drove the fourth road to heaven by himself, and the Master, who had never met before, did not know how much pressure he had resisted for himself.

He hadn't heard Song Tuizhi say it, but he wasn't stupid.

He was able to stay safely in the capital because there was a mountain blocking all coveted eyes.

There are four brothers.

A great Confucian with a righteous mind, who is on an equal footing with Daxuan Sixiang, has become an own nanny.

There is also the senior brother who "picked up" the Mangu Pill on the Manyuan when he heard that he was in need.

The mysterious and powerful Second Senior Sister...

Why do I get their asylum?

Just a few poems, a few articles?

Chen Luo understood that it was because of the path he was about to walk!

Everyone is like a dragon's fourth pass Heavenly Dao!

On the way here, he heard from Wei Yan that Wenchang Pavilion planned to give up the martial arts competition.

Because even Confucian scholars are weak in one-on-one situations, no matter whether they are against monsters or barbarians.

Not to mention ordinary people!

On the northern defense line where Han Qingzhu went, the way for ordinary people to deal with the barbarians was to consume them, using their lives to consume them.

The opponent has no physical strength.

Often dozens of ordinary people can kill a barbarian warrior.

But there is no other way, presumably everyone in the barbarians is a soldier, and there are too few scholars in the human race!

Chen Luo suddenly felt his heart beating violently. It wasn't his heart, but the Wenxin integrated into his body.

The corners of Chen Luo's mouth gradually raised, and his laughter became more and more carefree.

Throw me a peach, and give me nectar.

This Daxuan is very good.

No matter which body you are, no matter which world you are in.

I am a human race!

What else are you hiding? What are you hiding?

What else is there to be careful about?

I am the pioneer, so naturally someone will support me!

Chen Luo looked up at Ye Dafu who was on the high platform, and then looked up at the emperor Ye Heng.

He glanced over the group of worried Confucian scholars, and then at Wen Xiang and Song Tuizhi in the air.

"Fourth senior brother, I've made up my mind!"

Song Tuizhi seemed to understand what Chen Luo was thinking, and nodded: "The Master said something to every disciple, and I will tell you now."

"The bamboo forest can protect you for a while, and it can also protect you for a lifetime."

"My name is Yu Wuji, my disciple, I want to be free from taboos!"

Chen Luo nodded, with a wider smile on his face, he turned to look at Lu Dazhi.

"Do you want to know why I master Haoran Zhengqi?"

"Listen, this is the star attraction method of "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes"!"

Chen Luo then raised his head, facing the upright and bright circle, and said——

"Yes, it's the great method of absorbing stars. All the abilities in my stories exist, and all the abilities in the stories can be comprehended!"

"My story will also make you 'qi' and let you practice!"

"I'll write it down one by one."

"Go, go and read my book!"

"This is the fourth path of human cultivation after Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism—"

"This is, Martial Dao!"

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