I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

About half a quarter of an hour later, a hundred people had already entered the platform of the Zhaixing Building.

At this moment, Daru Leng Hanbing's face was no longer cold, and there was a smile like a spring breeze. Although Bai Fei, the demon clan, took the second place, four of the top five were human races, not to mention the top spot, Chen Luo, actually triggered two visions in succession: "the blue sky soars" and "the wind opens the way".

As a guardian of the Confucianism, he naturally has the meritorious reward of Wenchang Pavilion.

Of course, Leng Daru didn't think much of that reward.

The main thing is to protect the unspoken rules of Confucianism. I dare not think about it in the original work, but you can ask Chen Luo to write another article "On Poetry and Gift Leng Daru for Protecting and Reaching the Star Tower" for yourself!

Back then, Li Qinglian and Su Poxian's two blessing poetry meetings, in order to get the seat of the Confucian on duty, some great Confucians paid the price of the great Confucianism treasures.

Facts have proved that the Great Confucian family who finally paid for the Great Confucian cultural treasures have made a lot of money.

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"Ahem, brother Leng, I have something to discuss with you..." Another great scholar said through voice transmission, but he didn't say the next sentence, and Leng Hanbing directly resumed his cold tone, "The qualifications of guarding the great scholar The old man has made a decision today, unless you take out a great Confucian treasure, otherwise the old man will not change it!"

The Confucian's face froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "It's all right...it's all right..."

Hey, although Wan Anbo is a talented person, he still can't reach the level of Li and Su who used poems to open the way on Tongtian Road.

Give the Great Confucian Wen Bao, and you will be compensated!

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Chen Luo looked at Ji Zhong standing behind him, and was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Ji Zhong would follow Wang Bugui closely, and was the fifth person to climb to the platform of Zhaxing Tower.

At this time, Wang Bugui stepped forward and arched his cupped hands to Chen Luo: "Wan Anbo, I have admired you for a long time. The last time we met in Wenling, the occasion was inconvenient, so I can't talk about it. I am very happy to see you today. I am in the tenth place of Xialong Biaogong. The second generation grandson, the king will not return."

At this time, Tian Xiangwan also came over and made a bow: "Zheliu Academy, Tian Xiangwan, I have met Wan Anbo and Mr. Chen."

Chen Luo froze for a moment, remembering that he seemed to have the title of "professor" in the eight academies of Zhongjing, and even pretended to be something with the jade badge given by them. No wonder Tian Xiangwan added Mr. Chen.

Chen Luo replied one by one: "Hi, Mr. Wang, and Miss Tian."

Wang Bugui looked at Ji Zhong again, and also saluted. Ji Zhong nodded slightly, and then stood half step closer to Chen Luo, indicating that he was just a guard. A look of surprise flashed on Wang Bugui's face.

"Fortunately, Wan Anbo turned the tide and won the first place on the tower. If the Yaozu takes the first place this time, I'm afraid I will be famous in history. But it's not a good reputation, but a bad name."

Tian Xiangwan nodded: "Especially my second place and brother Wang's third place. They will definitely be remembered."

Chen Luo waved his hand: "Articles are made naturally, and you can get them by chance. I also heard some students' comments, and I suddenly felt something."

"Wan'anbo is too modest." Wang Bugui shook his head, "Your sentence, 'Talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the world for hundreds of years' is simply a blow to my mournful attitude towards the poetry world. Even if it is I also thought in my heart that Qi Jue was written by the ancestors to the level of Transcendent, so what can I do if I am a genius?"

"Hearing Wan Anbo's deafening words today, the gloom in my heart disappeared in an instant."

"My generation should have the heart to lead the coquettish, follow the path of the predecessors, and go further!"

Chen Luo stared at Wang Bugui who suddenly became hot-blooded, and froze for a moment.

Good guy, I thought he was a romantic son, but he turned out to be a hot-blooded second-year-old.

To deal with this kind of person, just pretend.

"Brother Wang is right. As the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old ones!"

"Wonderful! This sentence is also wonderful. I wonder if Wang will be lucky enough to read the full text?"

"Huh?" Chen Luo was taken aback, "These...the two sentences I came up on a whim are not connected."

"It's a pity! Please Wan Amber, if there is a continuation, please let me know."

"sure!"

Tian Xiangwan frowned as he watched Chen Luo and Wang Bu return to self.

Are all men this boring?

She took another step forward, came to Chen Luo, and said via voice transmission: "Mr. Chen, if you enter the Crystal Demon Realm, be careful with Fang Xiujie."

Surprised, Chen Luo greeted Tian Xiangwan slightly, and then scanned the crowd. Sure enough, he saw Fang Xiujie standing alone on the edge of the platform, peeking at him, and Chen Luo looked at him. Come over, and pretend to leave it casually.

At this moment, the cold voice sounded again.

"Everyone. First of all, congratulations to all of you who have ascended the Star Picking Tower and can pray for the second time. The power of Heavenly Dao in your body is at least twice that of those downstairs!"

"Pray for the second time, the power of Heavenly Dao does not come from Heavenly Dao, but from Tongtian Road."

"If you can touch Tongtian Road with the meaning of poetry, not only will the power of Heavenly Dao come down, but also a lot of righteousness will be bestowed. The amount obtained by Lay Yi'an back then is enough to be equivalent to ten years of hard study."

"This is a great opportunity given by Wenchang Pavilion, everyone, don't miss this opportunity."

"This matter is not allowed to spread!"

As soon as Leng Hanbing's words came out, the children from the aristocratic families who already knew about it were fine, but the children from the poor families in the academy showed surprise on their faces.

"There is such a chance! Damn, I was in a hurry, and the poems I prepared were not good choices!"

"I originally prepared a Zhuang Xing poem, but the last sentence still needs to be deliberated. Can I have a little more time?"

"How could there be such a big opportunity, if I knew it, I would have spent a year polishing it!"

Compared with the anxiety of Confucian scholars, Yaozu is a little calmer.

A total of eight half-demons came up in the top 100 this time.

"It's no wonder I was asked to make an oath not to leak anything about the Tongtian Building, so that's the way it is." Bai Fei thought to himself, "But I'm going to take the monster cultivator Tongtian Road in the end. It's a little bit more upright and a little bit less righteous." It doesn't matter."

Thinking of this, Bai Fei took another look at Chen Luo with resentment: "It's all him! Otherwise, I'll be the number one on stage!"

...

"Sir, suck me..." Ji Zhong stood behind Chen Luo and said softly.

Chen Luo was taken aback, looked at Ji Zhong with a serious face, and smiled: "It's okay, I got a lot more Heavenly Dao power than you when I was on stage, you have to work harder, or you really won't be able to keep up My steps are gone."

Ji Zhong thought for a while, and wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Chen Luo's eyes, Ji Zhong had no choice but to nod.

Chen Luo sighed in his heart, he really didn't expect the second prayer to be such a rule.

But he can't absorb Xiaoji's righteousness. He created Martial Dao and understood how difficult it is for others to gather "qi". This time, he had the opportunity to get the "Heroic Righteousness" that he had studied hard for many years, so of course he wanted Ji Zhong to get it.

What's the use of him absorbing so much righteousness, breaking the star-absorbing method is not at all comparable to the Beiming magic skill.

He could feel that when he went upstairs just now, the power of the Heavenly Dao he got was several times that of the second monster, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't fight, just treat it as a test companion for Xiao Ji.

Thinking of this, Chen Luo also felt a little bored, and began to look around.

...

"Huh? This kid, why don't you inhale?" Leng Binghan frowned seeing that Chen Luo didn't seem to be using the star-absorbing method to absorb awe-inspiring righteousness.

"If he doesn't absorb the awe-inspiring righteousness, how can he induce the Confucianism to lead to the sky? How... how can he leave a poem that touches the Tao?"

"He is reluctant to suck the own book boy, so he can suck the old man, the old man is so righteous, he doesn't care if he sucks it!"

"The old man is so mad."

"Brother Leng." Seeing that Leng Hanbing didn't know what he was thinking, a great Confucian quickly reminded him via voice transmission, "It's time to talk about the rules."

Leng Hanbing reacted, coughed twice, suppressed the noise on the platform, and said: "For this blessing, the top five will stay here, and the rest can start writing."

After finishing speaking, Leng Hanbing waved his hand, and five stone slabs rose above the platform.

"The top five people, you can write your poems on this slate. This slate is a treasure of the collapse of the world. It contains a fragment of Heavenly Dao, which can help you touch the Dao more easily."

As soon as the words fell, envious eyes fell on the top five, but they couldn't blame others, so everyone restrained their minds, walked to their respective desks, and started writing.

After a while, the entire Tongtianlou platform was filled with righteousness. Suddenly, a beam of righteousness descended from nowhere and shot into the body of a Confucian scholar.

"That's right, righteousness is like an arrow, enough to be worth June's hard work!"

At this time, several righteous energy turned into shooting stars, appeared from nowhere and shot into the bodies of several other Confucian scholars.

"Upright flying star is equivalent to studying hard for a year!"

After a while, countless upright qi emerged from the sky above the platform and shot into the bodies of those Confucian scholars, but basically they were upright like arrows and upright flying stars.

At this time, the platform is filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, and the power of Heavenly Dao is strong, and everyone seems to have received a lot of benefits.

Leng Hanbing glanced at Chen Luo's people: "It's your turn."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to the five people in front of them, and a heart of comparison welled up in their hearts at this moment.

Ji Zhong stepped forward with no expression on his face. He was the first to pick up the pen and finished writing a poem. Then he turned around and walked to stand behind Chen Luo.

At this time, a righteous energy emerged above Ji Zhong's head, turned into a roll of bamboo slips, and fell into Ji Zhong's body. A strange look flashed across Leng Hanbing's face, and he looked at Ji Zhong's poems again, and asked, "Cultivation base can be used as a three-year Cultivation Base for writing books with righteousness. Little friend, what scriptures are you majoring in?"

Ji Zhongshili responded, "Spring and Autumn."

Leng Hanbing looked at Ji Zhong again, nodded slightly, and exclaimed: "You are also talented!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Bugui again: "It's your turn."

Wang Bugui strode forward and wrote with a pen in his chest. After finishing writing, he raised his head and looked at the sky.

A mass of righteousness emerged from the sky that day, and it turned into the shape of a giant hammer, hitting Wang Bugui on the head and disappearing.

"The hammer of righteousness can be regarded as two years of hard study."

Wang Bugui shrugged and muttered in a low voice: "It's only been two years, write a hammer!"

Then came the third place Tian Xiangwan, who turned into a group of butterflies with righteousness.

It takes five years of hard work to turn righteousness into a butterfly.

Then came the second place, Bai Fei. Surprisingly, Bai Fei also wrote poems that turn righteousness into a butterfly. Several great scholars present frowned slightly, wondering if they could win Bai Fei back to the human race.

But everyone quickly turned their attention to Chen Luo who was wandering in the sky at the moment.

"Cough...Wan Anbo!" Leng Hanbing called out, and Chen Luo came back to his senses, "Huh? Is it my turn?"

Leng Hanbing nodded: "Exactly."

"Okay, then I'll write it." Chen Luo picked up the pen, he had already thought about it, anyway, there is no benefit, so don't waste it.

Just write any decent poem.

Seeing Chen Luo picking up the pen, Leng Hanbing coughed dryly again: "Wan Anbo, is that how you wrote it?"

Chen Luo nodded: "Well, what's the problem?"

"Don't make some preparations?"

"What are you going to do to prepare?"

"Confucianism's path to heaven still needs a little righteousness..."

"Oh, I don't care, I can't keep my righteousness anyway..."

Leng Hanbing: (?`w′?) Do you have to let me explain?

At this moment, Bai Fei suddenly seemed to be talking to himself, reciting: "Li Du's articles have been passed down by word of mouth, so far I feel that they are not new..."

Everyone looked at Bai Fei. At this moment, Bai Fei suddenly recited such a poem, and everyone understood what it meant.

Chen Luo thought that Li Qinglian and Du Zimei's poems are no longer amazing when they are passed down to today. At this time, Chen Luo was about to write a poem. He said this, doesn't it mean that if you can't write amazing poems , The previous poems about climbing a building were boastful.

But who are these two people? Du Zimei is a semi-saint, and Li Qinglian's poem "romantic way"!

What's more, Chen Luo didn't seem to have the intention of absorbing Haoran's righteousness.

Human Confucian scholars and several great Confucian scholars all looked at Bai Fei, and Bai Fei seemed to have realized it, and quickly apologized to Chen Luo: "Xiaohu finished writing his own poems, and then remembered Wan Anbo's poems. Recited unconsciously, disturbing Wan Anbo Wensi..."

Everyone held their breath in their chests, but they couldn't help it, they could only stare at Bai Fei viciously.

Chen Luo was also very tired of it. I didn't expect that you, the demon clan, would also be a green tea bitch, and you were a male bitch.

Bah, disgusting!

Chen Luo's hand holding the pen was vigorous, and was about to change his mind, looking for some righteousness from Leng Hanbing, when suddenly a poem flashed in his mind.

"This poem..." Chen Luo was shocked, "Why didn't I think of it at first?"

A smile appeared on Chen Luo's face, and he looked at Bai Fei: "There was originally a poem that was interrupted by you. However, it reminded me of another poem..."

After finishing speaking, Chen Luo picked up the pen and began to write on the slate. All eyes were on the slate.

"The situation in the world is out of my generation, once you enter Rivers and Lakes, the years will remind you."

"While Huangtu Baye is talking and laughing, it's too much to be drunk in the world."

I had only written half a poem, and the Heavenly Dao slab seemed to be unbearable, and suddenly cracks appeared in the middle. At the same time, nine deep thunder sounds suddenly came out of the cloudless sky.

Everyone was attracted by Lei Yin, and looked at the sky in doubt.

"Nine thunderclaps!" The faces of several great scholars changed.

"This is the sign of the vibration of Tongtian Road, could it be...could it be..."

Chen Luo continued to appear on the cracked slate.

"Holding the sword and riding astride, swinging the ghost rain, the bones fly like a mountain bird."

"The world is like tides and people are like water, only a few people from Rivers and Lakes come back."

Chen Luo put down his pen, and the sky, which was still bright at this time, suddenly dimmed instantly.

"Turning day into night! This is a vision of a new way to reach the sky!" Leng Hanbing was terrified, and looked up at the sky.

At the same time, Zhongjing has a radius of three thousand miles, and all of them change from day to night.

Countless people raised their heads, only to see a road of colorful stars appearing on the three-thousand-mile sky.

"It's my junior brother's road to heaven." Song Tuzhi raised his head in the earl's mansion.

"Is Chen Luo's Tongtian Road going to open a new one?" Wenchang Pavilion, Yan Baichuan looked up.

"Is this Chen Aiqing's Martial Dao Tongtian Road? It's beautiful!" Changming Palace, Ye Heng raised his head.

"Qicai, this is Martial Dao! It's Wan'anbo's road to heaven!" Countless people in the market looked up.

At this time, I saw a bright light shining on the Seven Colors Tongtian Road, which was more brilliant than the surrounding seven colors.

In the Zhaixing Building, Chen Luo closed his eyes, but he felt that his own eyes seemed to be on the Tongtian Road, overlooking the three thousand miles of the world.

He opened his mouth slightly, and his voice spread across the sky.

"Today, on Tongtian Road, I wrote a poem about the world of mortals. Anyone who writes about the world of mortals must enter this way."

As soon as the words fell, the seven-colored aura fell like raindrops, and fell into the bodies of every person with a mortal aura within a radius of three thousand miles.

The third vision of clearing the way: falling air into rain, flooding the world!

...

After about a moment, day and night resumed, everyone stared blankly at Chen Luo, and Bai Fei showed a look of panic.

Chen Luo pointed to the poem he just wrote, and said, "This is Martial Dao's first poem in the world of mortals!"

The Zhaixing Building exploded!

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