I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Gently, it falls in my palm.

Quietly, freezing in the palm of your hand.

Snowflakes finally fell without any scruples, and the entire Zhongjing City was covered with winter clothes.

But the fun didn't stop.

Looking at the post at hand, Chen Luo sighed, it was Leng Hanbing's post inviting him to a banquet.

After the holy invitation ceremony, Leng Hanbing reserved the venue for five days in Linglong Building and held a Wenbao Banquet.

It is said that a great Confucian treasure is displayed every day.

All bets won.

Wouldn't he be beaten to death like this?

It has to be said that a great Confucianism is a great Confucianism.

Every day, the original owner of the treasure is the assistant, believe it or not?

I heard that Leng Hanbing promised them that as long as they attend the Wenbao Banquet, they can redeem the Great Confucian Wenbao within ten years.

Promise grandly, and plan openly!

In the general situation of great Confucian cultural treasures, there is only exchange, so how can there be a redemption?

Because Leng Hanbing not only was not criticized, but received a lot of gratitude.

It's just this kind of banquet, what do you invite me to do?

As a taunt?

But it seems that Luo Sanqiu didn't go either.

It is worthy of being my favorite Confucian, with awe-inspiring character!

Chen Luo played with the three shiny blue jade stones in his hand, hesitating for a while.

Please ask the saint to get these three blue rays of holy will, how to use them?

...

Although the first snow has fallen in Zhongjing, Lingzhou is still full of flowers and willows.

Sitting on the bumpy carriage, Qin Yu flipped through the Daxuan Minbao in his hand.

Although "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has come to an end, the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" currently being serialized does not arouse Qin Yu's interest.

It is too far away for him to be a famous minister and military general who schemes the world.

He prefers the personal power in martial arts, which is free and easy!

Every night these days, he would enter the Huashan illusion to fight those mortal spirits. Fortunately, with Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms by his side, he fought very smoothly. Correspondingly, the mortal energy in his body rose like a rocket.

At present, six of the Twelve Classics have been completely opened up, and the two channels of Ren and Du have also been opened up, reaching the qualification to enter the Qi Cultivation Realm.

But Qin Yu is not in a hurry, he has experience in Confucianism, he understands what haste makes waste, and he understands that he must stabilize his foundation, so he is still ready to breakthrough more Meridians and dig more acupoints.

At this moment, a carriage passed by them, Qin Yu was taken aback for a moment, turned over and jumped out of the carriage without saying a word, and ran towards the carriage that passed by.

"Young man..." The coachman hurriedly stopped the carriage, turned his head, but only saw Qin Yu's back.

At the moment when they rubbed shoulders just now, Qin Yu felt the aura of his own "Li Yan Text".

His figure was like the wind, and the coachman on the carriage sensed that someone was following him, so he took down the crossbow bolt hanging on the carriage beam, pointed his head back at Qin Yu, and shot it into the soil in front of Qin Yu.

This is a warning, telling Qin Yu not to follow.

Qin Yu didn't pay any attention to it, and rushed out with red dust in his hands, and hit the carriage. Suddenly, the wind of Qin Yu's palm roared like a dragon, and a wave of dragon-like air rushed out.

Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms!

When the dragon-like air wave was about to approach the carriage, a cyan light curtain suddenly appeared on the carriage, blocking the air wave, and there was a loud explosion, and an impact was scattered, the carriage was overturned, and Qin Yu was also blown away. After a few steps. He stabilized his figure and stepped forward. At this time, an old man climbed out of the carriage.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" The old man was helped up by the coachman, raised his hand, and said, "Your Majesty's money can be taken, please don't hurt anyone's life!"

Qin Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked suspiciously at the old man and the coachman in front of him, neither of whom he knew. And he didn't feel the breath of "Li Yan Yuan" from the two of them.

Qin Yu turned his head and looked at the overturned carriage. The horses pulling the carriage were struggling to get up. Qin Yu walked to the side of the carriage and stroked the carriage. The familiar aura he sensed came from the carriage.

There is only one explanation, those people have been waiting in this compartment for a long time.

Qin Yu walked up to the old man and arched his cupped hands: "The boy is reckless. Dare I ask the old man, where did this carriage come from?"

The old man was taken aback, and then he said: "A few days ago in Xiling City, someone parked this carriage at the gate of Wenfeng Tower. .”

"I saw that this carriage was blessed with the special effect of righteousness protection, so I bought it. Brother, is this carriage the original owner?"

Qin Yu shook his head slightly, walked up to the horse, put his hands together, and helped the horse and the carriage up. He took a breath: "I made trouble unreasonably, please forgive me, old man."

The old man quickly waved his hand: "It's not a problem, it's not a problem, it's not hurt anyway, so don't take it to heart."

Qin Yu thanked again, turned and left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered Lingzhou, they found clues to the "Liyan Text".

Xiling City, Wenfeng Building!

...

"Croak..." A crisp frog cry came from the pocket.

A Confucian scholar carefully took the pumpkin out of his pocket.

"Guagua Dage, we will enter Fucheng in another eighty miles!" The Confucian scholar looked at the sky and felt that he could still spend the night in Fucheng if he rushed.

"Gah... (No, sir, I'm tired!)"

The Confucian scholar had black lines on his face.

Why are you so tired, you are always in my book bag, obviously I am on my way.

Jin Guagua took a look, the Confucian scholar seemed to see what he was thinking, and added something.

"Quack..."

Confucian scholar: (￣ー￣)

You frogs are always jumping and jumping when you walk, are you afraid of bouncing?

Jin Guagua bounced to a tree, took out a small table from his small baggage, the small table instantly became bigger, Jin Guagua jumped onto the small table, took out two exquisite Then he took out a wine jug and poured tea into the small bowl.

The tea is fragrant and refreshing.

"Qingxinquan?" The Confucian scholar was overjoyed, and quickly came up to him.

To be honest, since he picked up this little lost frog in the forest, Confucian scholar's life quality has improved dramatically.

Every day is Heavenly and Mortal Treasures, so that the righteousness in his body can faintly reach from the state of writing to the state of poetry.

This made him willing to become Jin Guagua's human carriage.

Today's food is Qingxinquan?

He once saw his teacher drink it. A drop of Qingxinquan should be soaked in a large wine tank and drink a cup every day.

Right now, he is holding a bowl full in his hands.

Times come and go!

The Confucian scholar raised his head and drank up the Qingxin Spring, and took a long breath. Sure enough, he felt that the fog in his heart was much less, as if he had been to Book Mountain now, and he could cross it in one breath.

It is indeed a rare treasure.

The Confucian scholar wiped his mouth, and saw Jin Guagua looking at him with the expression of looking at a fool.

"Huh? Guagua Dage, but the way I drank the wine just now was indecent? Would you like to give me another glass?"

Jin Guagua shook his head.

"Gah... (It doesn't matter if I give you another cup)"

"Quack... (The main reason is that the water is not for drinking.)"

After finishing speaking, Confucian scholar saw that Jin Guagua took a sip, his cheeks puffed up a few times, as if he just rinsed his mouth, and then spit it out.

"Quack..."

Confucian scholar: (｀Д′*)

At this time, the fragrance of Qingxin Spring attracted some mosquitoes, buzzing, Jin Gua Gua frowned.

It opened its mouth and spit out a piece of jade talisman from its tongue, crushing the pumpkin directly!

A barrier rose, blocking the mosquitoes and flies from the barrier.

"You can continue eating!" Jin Guagua was satisfied.

Confucian scholar looked at the enchantment, his eyes straightened.

This is the Taoist defensive talisman, right?

This must be a Taoist defensive talisman, right?

The lowest level of Taoist defensive talisman can withstand the attack of Confucian scholars in the poetic realm!

You actually use it to keep mosquitoes away!

Are you not a frog?

Jin Guagua was also muttering in his heart at this moment: "Quack... (Humph, I've already melted my soul with you, you want to be irresponsible!)"

"Gah... (Isn't it Zhongjing? I'll go find you, sir!)"

"Gah... (Don't think that I can't make it to Zhongjing!)"

Thinking of this, Jin Guagua raised his head and asked again: "Quack... (When can we arrive in Zhongjing?)"

The Confucian scholar was stunned: "According to this speed, it will take about a month."

"Quack? Quack! (Is it that far? I remember Zhongjing is very close!)"

"How could it be that Chongjin City is in Lingzhou!"

"Quack?"

"That's right, the capital of Lingzhou, Du Zimei's poem said, 'Flowers Chongjin Official City', Chongjin City, also known as Jinguan City!"

"Quack? (Damn it, does Soul Transmission still have an accent?)"

"Guagua Dage, is there a question?"

"Quack...quack...(direction...no, the destination is wrong!)"

"Quack...(The further you go...the farther you go.)"

...

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.

Chen Luo shook his wrist, spread out the paper, and prepared to continue writing "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

The current plot has entered from the Yellow Turban Uprising and Dong Zhuo's chaos to the stage where heroes compete for the throne, and the curtain of the Three Kingdoms is slowly unfolding. In that mysterious space, the second statue and the third statue have already condensed.

Sun Ce, Sun Bofu, the little overlord of Jiangdong, and Xiahou Dun, the old and staunch man, drew his arrows and shot his eyes!

It happened that the Wu family of Shu Wei was one.

To Chen Luo's surprise, Lu Bu was dead and the statue was not erected.

Might have to wait a little longer.

But Chen Luo is not in a hurry. After all, the most exciting part of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is after the Battle of Guandu, and it is almost meaningless now.

Zhuge Liang hasn't left the mountain yet.

However, what Chen Luo is going to write today is the highlight.

According to the last book, Yuan Benchu ​​lost his army and lost his generals, and Guan Yunchang hung his seal and sealed it with gold.

At the end of the article, it was Guan Yunchang who learned the news of the long-lost Liu Bei, and left Cao Ying alone and went for refuge. Cao Cao's generals were furious when they heard the words, and one of them said: "I would like to ride three thousand horses to capture Guan Mou alive and offer it to the prime minister." It was Cao general Cai Yang.

Exactly: wanting to leave the ten thousand-foot dragon's lair, I met three thousand tiger and wolf soldiers again!

But the story ends here.

"The Shame of the Literati" has been widely recognized by great Confucians!

It's one thing to write a story well.

Broken chapters are another matter.

Two things need to be discussed separately.

Books are to be read, and people are to be scolded.

Don't delay!

Look at Taoyuan's trio of sworn brothers again, the brotherly love is earth-shattering!

Countless people are looking forward to it, not knowing how Yiqi Yuntian Guan Yunchang will deal with these three thousand pursuers and see his brother.

Many Confucian scholars sent people to guard outside Wan'anbo Mansion.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and a new day has arrived.

It's finally time for the next one.

Chen Luo took a sip of the sour plum juice that Luo Hongnu personally delivered to Wan'anbo Mansion, spread out his pen, and wrote down the chapter entries for this time——

The bearded man travels thousands of miles and rides alone,

Han Shouhou cut six generals in five passes!

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