I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Looking at the young man who looked like a corpse in front of him, Ji Zhong grasped the hilt of his sword vigorously.

The young man sized Ji Zhong up, and he couldn't feel any Confucianism or Taoism in him, so he stopped paying attention and walked straight ahead.

Among the three people, although he is the third child, he is different from the vicious boss and the crazy second child. He represents reason, so he is also the one who makes suggestions among the three people.

For example, just now, he suggested that the three of them should search for the target separately.

For example, now, he is unwilling to expend a little effort on the ordinary person in front of him.

He seemed to lift his leg casually to let go of an ant, and was about to walk past Ji Zhong, when suddenly a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

Ji Zhong drew his sword and stood in front of him.

"Get out of the way!" The third child spoke slightly, with a hint of disdain in his voice.

Ji Zhong didn't talk nonsense, he stabbed the opponent's throat with a sword, the youngest frowned slightly on his dead face, an upside-down phantom of a mountain of books enveloped the body of the youngest, Ji Zhong's sword tip hit the phantom of the mountain of books Above, there was a crisp "ding", no matter how hard it was to advance.

Ji Zhong's face changed, and he looked at the third child: "You, are you against Confucianism?"

In this world, there are rebellious Confucianists, who distort the scriptures and principles, annotate the scriptures with fallacies and heresies, and if Heavenly Dao refuses to recognize them, they "harm the nature and principles" to promote their own practice.

It seems that Niru is also following the Confucian road of reading Confucian classics. There are also three levels of Confucian scholars, masters, and even great Confucians. In fact, it is a distorted interpretation of the classics, which runs counter to the true pursuit of Confucianism, so it has no connection with the holy way, so it is called Anyone who goes against Confucianism can get it and punish him.

Looking at the third child in front of him, Ji Zhong also retreated two steps, his whole body tensed up, and raised his vigilance to the maximum.

The master's realm against Confucianism is also the master's realm!

The reason why Master Realm is the second Realm of Confucianism is that compared with Confucian Realm, it has two absolute improvements. And in the master's realm, it is called cutting.

Kong Chuan said: Cutting means striking and stabbing. As few as four or five, as many as six or seven.

Transforming into a show of strength in the Master Realm, that is, in one attack, you can superimpose at least four or five times, and at most six or seven times of repeated attacks.

The second is defense. Confucian scholars can release awe-inspiring righteousness to form a robe, which plays a certain protective role. On the other hand, the Master Realm can summon the phantom of Shushan as a protection, and its defense power is not the same.

Because of the improvement in these two aspects, the human race can basically achieve two-on-one or even one-on-one with the barbarian at the master level.

The youngest waved his hand to dissipate the phantom shadow of the mountain of books hanging upside down, and looked at Ji Zhong with some disgust.

He had already raised his leg, but this little ant actually wanted to bite him?

The third child hates this kind of person.

In this case, let's move around and show this man's head to Wan Amber.

His expression at that time must have been pretty.

...

Ye Dafu ran as fast as a small meat ball, and a crazy middle-aged man behind him made a strange sound, chasing him relentlessly.

"Why are you so unlucky?" Ye Dafu was about to cry, didn't he agree on the Wanli Follow the Wind Talisman?

I just followed for a mile?

I don't know if Dage and Xiaoji are safe.

But now he is not safe.

The second child of the third person, after testing it out himself, was actually at the pinnacle of the Master Realm.

My god, I am only a disciple, I am not even a real person!

Speaking of the real person, the real person Chengyu didn't know where she went in the past two days. She said that she followed Chen Luo and was protected by more powerful people, so she would not be in danger, so she was going to visit friends.

Now who is more powerful?

What about people? What about people?

Ye Dafu suddenly paused in his heart, squeezed the formula with both hands, and turned around: "Tianmen!"

A purple Qi Tianmen descended from the sky, blocking a righteous Flying Sword, but the "Tianmen" didn't hold it for long, and it was about to collapse. Ye Dafu flexibly pushed back, his hands quickly condensed the Dao seal, and the purple Dao Qi was in Ye Dafu's hands. hands up and up.

"The Dao Qi is authentic and separates the clear and turbid."

"Heaven and earth have orders, and the inside and the outside are divided."

After Ye Dafu finished chanting, he clapped his sealed hands on the ground suddenly, and the ground trembled slightly, and stone gates stood up from the ground, six in total, blocking the crazy second child's pursuit.

Before Ye Dafu breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a loud bang, and the crazy second child had already smashed the first stone door blocking the way.

"Damn it!" Ye Dafu spat, "You really think I'm easy to bully because I'm fat?"

Ye Dafu flipped his hand, and a blue pill appeared in his hand. Ye Dafu opened his mouth and directly took the pill in his mouth.

"Don't force me!" Ye Dafu yelled bitterly from the bottom of his heart, and continued to turn and run away, with the sound of the stone door being broken behind him continuously!

...

With a sound of "dong", Chen Luo slammed into a stone pillar heavily, and the stone pillar slowly cracked instantly. Chen Luo stood up, looked at the old man who was standing there smoking a pipe, and rubbed his shoulders.

"Hohohohoho, you are indeed the master of Martial Dao! His body is strong enough." The old man was a little surprised to see that Chen Luo could still stand up after being attacked by own.

"It's a pity, the old man has become a half-step Confucian. I advise you to obediently let me kill you."

"The old man promises that it will be soon and it will not be very painful."

Chen Luo spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, suppressing the blood rolling in his body. His 365 acupoint(s) are all full now, and he thought he could still fight, but he didn't expect that the opponent had already touched the border of Daru.

"We have to find a way!" Chen Luo weighed in his heart. In his storage order, there is also a semi-sacred treasure "The Picture of Fishing the Old Man". From previous experience, the red dust energy on my body can only be activated once, that is to say, it only has the power of one blow.

To create a chance to kill the job.

Chen Luo looked at the godly old man, took a deep breath, pushed his palms forward again, a dragon chant sounded, and Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms attacked the old man!

...

Ji Zhong's figure was like lightning, and he attacked the third child fiercely.

The sword in his hand was still the "fool's sword", but Chen Luo wanted Luo Xingsha to blend in for him.

Luoxingsha is a special product of the Taoist secret realm. It takes two catties a year, and one or two is melted into the sword. It is a rare growth-type Heavenly and Mortal Treasures that grow continuously. And Chen Luo brought him a full catty.

Now, if this "fool's sword" is thrown on the market, it will be enough to sell the value of a great Confucian cultural treasure if it meets someone who knows the goods.

The true meaning of "beauty is like jade and sword is like rainbow" was also taught by Chen Luo. Although Ji Zhong had a broken sword in his hand, there was a star-like blade connected to it. It's like a dream.

The sound of the sword jingling resounded non-stop, hitting the phantom of the mountain of books around the third child, drawing traces, but still unable to break the phantom of the mountain of books, the third child suddenly said——

"cut!"

A phantom of a golden saber emerged and cut towards Ji Zhong. Ji Zhong blocked with his horizontal sword, and the phantom of the golden knife hit the broken sword, and suddenly there were five handover sounds in succession.

"Dang" "Dang" "Dang" "Dang" "Dang"!

Master attack - five cuts!

Ji Zhong reluctantly received the first attack, and the shock of the four attacks followed by waves of daggers, Ji Zhong's internal organs twitched, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood, his whole body was like a balloon that loosened its mouth , was instantly sent flying, and his whole body was embedded in a stone pillar.

"Vulnerable!" The third child squinted his eyes, looked at Ji Zhong who was struggling to get out of the stone pillar, and then fell heavily on the ground, raised his hand again, and pointed at Ji Zhong: "Chong!"

A phantom of an ancient chariot emerged, pulled by a horse, and crushed towards Ji Zhong who was on the ground. Ji Zhong stood up and managed to avoid it, but the horse turned suddenly and rushed towards Ji Zhong's side. Ji Zhong couldn't dodge in time, and swung his sword suddenly, trying to interrupt the attack, but the red dust swayed by the "Fool Sword" just wiped out the phantom of righteousness, and the phantom instantly returned to the appearance of an ancient chariot. Hitting Ji Zhong, Ji Zhong was hit hard, four shocks hit at the same time, Ji Zhong was knocked into the air again, hit a stone pillar again, and fell down.

Ji Zhong's mouth was bleeding profusely, and he felt that half of his body was almost broken.

"Overreaching." The third child slowly walked up to Ji Zhong who was trying to stand up again with one hand, raised his foot, and kicked Ji Zhong over.

"A mere ordinary person dares to draw his sword at me!"

With another kick, Ji Zhong was kicked high and fell down heavily.

"Ants are ants, your life is worthless!"

The third child raised his foot, stepped heavily on Ji Zhong's chest, exerted his strength slowly, as if he wanted to trample Ji Zhong to death.

Ji Zhong snorted and stared at the third child, who frowned slightly.

"Boy, I've changed my mind."

"You can't die so happily."

The third child raised his leg, took two steps back, and said softly——

"Press!"

The artistic conception of an ode to the mountain emerged, and Ji Zhong saw a phantom of a graveyard forming above him, and then pressed down on him. The huge pressure between Setsuna made Ji Zhong's skin explode one by one, and the whole person seemed to be a blood man.

Looking at Ji Zhong who was crushed under the phantom shadow of the green mountain, the third child sneered: "This graveyard will become heavier and heavier, and you will be crushed to death slowly."

"You will eventually become a grave on this mountain."

"Ant, enjoy the last time before being crushed to death."

"Wait until you can cut open the mountain of books in your next life, then come and seek revenge on me!"

The third child turned around slowly, intending to continue looking for Chen Luo's figure...

...

Ji Zhong was pressed under the phantom shadow of the graveyard, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

The difference is too much.

He can't move now, and he feels pain all over his body.

For the first time, despair was born in Ji Zhong's heart——

Really, can't do anything?

He tried his best to stretch out a finger and touched the hilt of the "Fool Sword".

There is still a sword in hand, and there is another fight!

Ji Zhong took a deep breath.

He recalled the feeling of wielding his sword under the oppression of Song Tuizhi's family, country and world during this period of time.

It's nothing more than a mound of righteousness and shadows, can it compare to Mr. Song's family, country and world?

Ji Zhong took another deep breath.

"Xiao Ji, remember, the sword is not in your hand, but in your heart."

"Don't ask me why it's in my heart, this is up to you to realize it yourself."

Chen Luo's mysterious and ingenious words came to mind again.

Ji Zhong took a deep breath for the third time, and the world seemed to be quiet.

The phantom of the graveyard on his body became heavier and heavier.

He seemed to be able to hear the beating of his own heart.

It was not a "dong dong dong" sound, but a shout.

"Split it!"

"Split it!"

"Split it!"

In an instant, the scene where he was wrapped in Song Tui's home country and swung his sword countless times flashed in his mind.

The phantom of the graveyard became a little heavier.

Ji Zhong closed his eyes, trying to ignore the pain in his body.

In the darkness with closed eyes, every sword strike, the flow of righteousness, the resistance of righteousness, and the counterattack of righteousness all seemed to surge out at the same time.

He saw the trajectory of every sword that was swung down.

The trajectories of my own sword swing slowly overlapped, and finally turned into——

one move!

...

The third child suddenly heard a sword cry from behind, and turned around in doubt.

The phantom of the graveyard was cut in half, and a figure stood up tremblingly holding a broken sword.

"impossible!"

The third child eyes reveals surprise, looking at that figure.

"I swung a total of one hundred and ninety-nine thousand, three hundred and sixty-two swords in the home country and world of Zhengxin state!"

"It's just a shadow of a mountain of books!"

"Why can't it be cut!"

Ji Zhong raised his head suddenly, kicked his left leg after finishing the calculation, rushed towards the third child, and appeared in front of the third child in an instant.

The third child's gaze was fixed, his heart became alert, and his whole body was full of righteousness, and he summoned a phantom shadow of a mountain of books that was bigger than before to cover him.

A cold light came on, the youngest was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ji Zhong in surprise.

"You are... what..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, the phantom of the mountain of books shattered, and a line of blood appeared on the neck of the third child, and immediately after, the head of the third child was washed into the sky by the blood.

Ji Zhong looked at the head rolling on the ground with a surprised face on his face, and said slowly——

"Break the Confucian style and cut down the mountain!"

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