I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

"Vaguely dreaming like I've seen it before."

"There are waves in my heart."

"Abandon the world and stop worrying."

"Accompany to the horizon..."

...

Chen Luo hummed the melody of the classic "Iron Blood and Heart" in his memory, rolled out the paper and began to write.

"There was a dynasty called the Song Dynasty, about three hundred years..."

The old man's book is good-looking, but there are some backgrounds that cannot be avoided. The previous life was fine, it was real history after all, but in this world it was completely fictional.

Therefore, before writing "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", it is necessary to make a brief introduction of the background and attach it to the front as a wedge. I don't need to say too much, mainly about the allusions of the Jingnan Battle, and the Song, Jin, and Mongolian stories. power distribution.

Of course, in order to conform to the human emotions of this world, Chen Luo spent a little bit of ink, highlighting that Song Dynasty is an orthodox human dynasty, while Jin and Mongolia are of foreign blood, which is convenient for readers to substitute.

After a song is sung, this part of the "wedge" is also written.

Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, "Legend of the Condor Heroes" is about 1.2 million words, write slowly, don't worry.

Stained with pen and ink, it is still the beginning of the scene that Mr. Jin is best at.

"The vast waters of the Qiantang River flow endlessly from the Niujia Village in Lin'an day and night, and flow eastward into the sea."

"There are dozens of black cypress trees in a row by the river. The leaves are as red as fire. It is August. The weeds in front of the village and behind the village have just started to turn yellow, and under the setting sun, they are even more bleak..."

Chen Luo wrote down all the way according to the story that emerged in his mind.

The first episode of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "Snowstorm Changes"!

...

"La la la, la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers..."

The crisp song of selling newspapers woke up the early morning in Zhongjing, and countless people who had been waiting here became the little newsboys and bought the latest issue of "Daxuanmin Daily" from them.

It was explained in the supplement two days ago that today's "Da Xuan Min Bao" will publish Wan Anbo's latest martial arts.

Yesterday's disputes in the court have already been spread by good people and everyone in the market knows, but someone actually wants to ban Mingbao? Break his grandma's leg!

However, Wan Amber spoke loudly, saying that the new story will tell the story of a hero.

The great hero is for the country and the people!

It's exhilarating to hear!

This is Wan Amber going to rectify our martial artist's name!

Another gossip said that this story is divided into two volumes. The story to be published today is the growth experience of this hero. It is different from the "Swordsman" in which Linghu Chong appeared as a Rivers and Lakes character. It is to be written from birth.

Fuck, the cultivation of a hero, the sense of substitution is overwhelming!

This is not lined up to buy!

When the newspaper buyer took the newspaper from the little newsboy's hand in a proper manner, and tipped a little bit of silver as usual, he lowered his head, only to find that there was actually a wedge this time.

"Huh? Song? Jin? Meng?"

"The battle of Jingnan?"

The newspaper buyer found a newsstand and sat down. Instead of looking back at the text in a hurry, he looked at the wedge.

Don't rush into things like reading.

...

Spring Hall.

This is the base camp of historiography. Even though the barbarians invaded and the Spring and Autumn Hall was scattered in all directions, the complete organizational system was still preserved.

To keep history is to keep the human race.

"Teacher, there's something wrong with this wedge..." A historian took the "Da Xuan Min Bao" he had just bought and handed it to an old gentleman. This old man was Sima Lie, the great historical scholar who used the historian's magical powers to record the gift of Chen Luo's sacred tree that day, and made Lu Dazhi notorious for thousands of years.

"Oh? It's just a wedge of a story, what could be wrong?" Sima Lie took the newspaper, looked at the wedge, and instantly seemed to see a tragic scene in the apocalypse.

"Northern Song Dynasty? The Battle of Jingnan?"

Sima Lie immediately understood what his disciple said was wrong.

Historic Confucian students, whose awe-inspiring righteousness is different from other Confucian scholars, can drive historians' unique techniques and supernatural powers, which were named "Rise and Fall Qi" by Sima Saint.

Observe the changes of dynasties, remember the rise and fall of the human race, and read the rise and fall with awe-inspiring righteousness, so it is called the spirit of rise and fall.

This wedge of just a few hundred words actually claimed a trace of untraceable ups and downs.

"For the country and the people?" Sima Lie suddenly remembered Chen Luo's words in the court hall.

He couldn't help but sat up and looked down again.

...

"Snapped!"

In Beifeng Tower, Xingmu rang.

Nanyuan began to speak in a lively manner, and even Xiao Er stood up with pillars and forgot about the waiter.

At this time, Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tiexin were talking about drinking and chatting on a snowy day. They saw a Daoist striding alone in the wind and snow from a distance, and they became friends.

"Yang Tiexin raised his voice and yelled: 'Daoist, please stop!' The shout stopped, and the Daoist turned around quickly..."

Guo and Yang kindly invite Daoist to drink. Daoist mistakenly thinks that Yang and Guo are chasing their own eagle claws. After some fighting, they recognize their martial arts moves, which resolves the misunderstanding.

Only then did Daoist announce its own name: Changchunzi Qiu Chuji!

For a moment, the three of them talked and laughed at Yan Yan, during which Qiu Chuji met Guo Yang's wives, Li Ping and Bao Xiruo, and even named the child in their womb.

Yang Kang!

Guo Jing!

After Qiu Chuji left, Guo Yang and Guo Yang discussed that if the children were born, if they were both men, they would be brothers; if they were women, they would be sisters;

This was originally a chance encounter in the wind and snow, but no one knew that the fate of people had turned a corner inadvertently.

But Bao Xiruo said that after putting Yang Tiexin on the bed, he planned to clean up the bloodstains at the door, but he followed the bloodstains and saw a man who was chasing Qiu Chuji but was seriously injured and survived!

Bao Xiruo showed great compassion and healed the wounded man. After the man woke up, he escaped overnight. I thought I was just saving a life, so I kept this matter in my heart and never told Yang Tiexin.

Unexpectedly, the next day, another officer and soldier came, this time they went straight to Guo and Yang's family. In order to protect his wife, Guo Yang fought to the death, Guo Xiaotian died, and Yang Tie had an arrow in his heart. But Bao Xiruo rode on a horse, ran out of the siege, and was rescued by a mysterious man.

Since then, there are no more Guo and Yang families in Niujia Village!

...

But Bao Xiruo was rescued by the mysterious man who called himself Yan Lie, and wanted to commit suicide, but was persuaded by Yan Lie's good words, and was coaxed by Yan Lie's delicious food, so he listened to Yan Lie's advice in a daze. Arranged to leave Lin'an with him...

...

"Hateful!" Someone yelled, "A woman's benevolence! A woman's opinion!"

"Bah, be careful with what you say, don't put things on women about Bao Xiruo!" A tough voice sounded, and everyone looked, it was actually Han Sanniang from Linglong Tower.

"Don't be noisy, don't be noisy! Listen to Mr. Nan's words." An old man stopped the two of them from arguing, and looked at Nan Yuanxi, "Mr. Nan, this hero should be one of the children in the womb of Bao and Li. .Bao Xiruo was rescued, what about the lady of the Guo family?"

"Yes, yes, what about the lady of the Guo family? Mr. Nan, let's go on!"

Nanyuan breathed a little, and lifted Xingmu.

"Snapped!"

"If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

Beifenglou was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"Shame of the literati!"

"Shame of the literati!"

"The old man forgot about his broken chapters! Shame on the literati!"

"How can you say half of it? Shame on the literati!"

...

Beijing Daoist Temple.

This is the place where the Prime Minister Tianxia Taoist Temple is located, and there are Taoists on duty every day. The person who came to sit here at this time is an old acquaintance who has just been appointed by Shouyang Mountain and took over - Daoist Tianling.

At this time, Daoist Tianling was holding the previous issue of "Daxuan Min Bao", reading it with relish.

For Chen Luo's story serialization and Hongchen Martial Dao, Daomen has a resigned attitude.

Anyway, the purpose of Daomen is very simple——

What is my business to you?

What is your business to me?

It's a good time, wouldn't it be nice to draw talismans and practice alchemy in Taoist temples?

If it doesn't work, please let me know.

I am a Taoist, practicing the soul. Martial Dao or something, can't afford to practice!

Just treat it as a story of the world of mortals to pass the time.

"This virtuous teacher has a very good literary talent."

Daoist Tianling took a bite of the fruit. These people are used to living in Immortal Cave. Reading Chen Luo's love and hate in the world of mortals, it is an eye addiction.

Of course, he came here on a mission.

In the previous "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes", a Wudang Daoist Chongxu appeared and performed a set of "Tai Chi Sword Technique", which made the eyes of the great celestial master shine, as if he had won a treasure.

The great celestial master said that Daomen should also have mortal protectors, and planned to open the way of Daomen Practitioner.

As a result, the entire book "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes" is repeated over and over again, and there is only one Daoist!

It is said that the generous speech of the great celestial master who wanted to open the door to the Practitioner Road was recorded by other celestial masters with photo charms.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Don't the Great Masters want Face?

Therefore, Daoist Tianling was sent to the capital.

The main thing is to ask the virtuous teacher if he can get a little more Taoist martial arts.

Just kidding, virtuous teachers are somewhat related to Confucianism, and it is normal operation to make some mortal war poetry hongchen Martial Dao.

But he doesn't have any foundation in Taoism, so how can he get any Taoist martial arts!

Do you really think he is the reincarnation of Saint?

I just perfunctory myself, anyway, I will stay in Zhongjing for three months and complete the task.

"Hey——" a huge eagle demon landed on the square of the monastery, turned into a strong man with a carved head, and walked in with a newspaper in his hand.

This is the soul beast of Daoist Tianling - the golden-eyed eagle.

"Xiao Diao, have you bought the latest "Da Xuan Min Bao"?"

"Bought it!" The eagle demon threw it to Tianling Daojun angrily: ""Legend of the Condor Heroes"! If he is a hero, he will be a hero. Why shoot the eagle!"

Daoist Tianling smiled and took the newspaper, spread it out and read it.

It's just that Tianling Daojun's face became more serious the more he looked at it.

"Qiu Chuji? Changchunzi?"

Seeing that the description is different from that of Chongxu, it is really a Taoist disciple who uses martial arts to protect the Tao as the Great Heavenly Master said.

Could it be that he just showed his face like that Daoist Chongxu?

Daoist Tianling hurriedly turned back, Bao Xiruo and Yan Lie skipped directly, but until the last sentence, he didn't see Qiu Chuji appearing again.

Gone?

Daoist Tianling gritted his teeth——

"Shame of the literati!"

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