I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

From Zhongjing to Dongcang, it is more than ten thousand miles.

If you want to arrive quickly, Yun Siyao can naturally take Chen Luo to ride the wind and fog and fly directly. But as a future city lord, Chen Luo must understand the traffic routes of ordinary people.

From Zhongjing to Luozhou, turn to the north by water, to Leya City in Lanzhou, and then turn to land to continue north. This is the fastest way for ordinary people to go to Dongcang City.

"At that time, Yang Di Tian, ​​who was born in the 'Sui Dynasty', was born Supreme, with double pupils in his eyes, and was placed high hopes by the human race. Unfortunately, after ascending to the throne, he was arrogant and tried to use the power of luck to attack the semi-sage. He failed and fell into Devil Dao. The Wanli Canal raised dragon girls, built a dragon boat hall, and had fun every day. In the end, the Star Sea Dragon Clan was annoyed, and it was also abandoned by Confucianism and Taoism, which led to the collapse of the Sui dynasty and the birth of a new dynasty.”

On the rickety boat, Yun Siyao leaned against the eaves of the boat, listened to the sound of the canal water beating against the side of the boat, threw a candied fruit into his mouth, and chatted with Chen Luo.

"There was a Pi Daru in the previous dynasty. He once wrote a poem. The teacher said it was very reasonable."

"All roads follow death to this river,"

"Thousands of miles Lai Tongbo so far."

"If there is no dragon boat event in the Water Palace,"

"There are not many meritorious deeds on the common sage."

Chen Luo nodded, even if he is a half saint, it is only a few hundred years, so he forbears to replace his merits and demerits with a tablet without words, and let future generations talk about it.

Trees are planted for shade, and the river flows endlessly.

For the rest of your life, you will talk about the value of life when you are alive, and talk about the meaning of life after you die.

Chen Luo originally thought that writing a book to clear the way was the meaning of it, but after leaving Zhongjing City, he felt that the world is so big, and he should do more and better.

Now when I heard Yun Siyao talking about the Grand Canal, my pride rose for a while, and I unconsciously thought of comparison.

Then let's start from Dongcang City.

Chen Luo looked to the north, and the fishing lights swayed under the night, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Seeing the fishing lamp in the dark of the moon,"

"Lonely, a little firefly."

"Gentle wind and waves,"

"Scattered into a river of stars."

Luo Hongnu, who was peeling oranges for Chen Luo, made a movement in his hands, and Yun Siyao, who was leaning lazily, looked at Chen Luo, with a flash of light in his eyes.

Later generations "Dong Cang City Records" record: When the saint first came out of Beijing, he felt that the overall situation was like a dark night, and the people with lofty ideals were like shining lonely lights. May the wind and waves rise up and sprinkle stars all over the night sky. Shi Gong said: From then on, those who talk about young ambitions must say "a little lonely lamp is full of stars"!

...

Northern Territory, Yuanzhou.

Three hundred cavalry galloped on the snow-covered northern defense line, and everyone's face was full of snow.

This is a mighty man in Yuanzhou.

Since Zhong Qifang reported it, they had comprehended the charm of "Zhao Yun" from "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and soon received an order from the Mighty Mansion of Wanren Mountain, ordering him to select three hundred powerful soldiers from among the soldiers who had comprehended the "Shen Yun". Master, go to Wanren Mountain.

As a family member, he also received a family letter from the family.

In the family letter, Zhong Qifang learned that among the inspirations of the battle heroes reported from various places, those who mentioned "Zhao Yun" were all powerful men, and the commander of the army paid special attention to them.

Whether the mighty people can survive depends on whether they can pass the assessment of the "Divine General Battalion".

But Zhong Qi felt uneasy in his heart. During these times, he and his compatriots had also hooked up with each other, condensing the phantom of the general with white horse and silver armor.

However, he did not ride his horse forward to decapitate the enemy like a god descending from the earth like the rumored "Guan Yu", but stayed on top of his own army formation.

I don't know if it's just me, or everyone else.

It doesn't make sense, is there any requirement?

During this time, Zhong Qifang followed all kinds of suggestions from his subordinates, such as bloodletting, shouting, and even tried to hold a little piglet in each person's arms, but nothing worked.

Do you really have to hold a baby?

Then it would be better not to have this heroic spirit!

Hesitating in his heart, the deputy general stepped forward: "General, ten miles ahead is Snow Wind Castle."

Zhong Qifang nodded: "Enter the castle for an hour to recuperate, and continue on our way."

"Yes!"

...

Wanren Mountain.

Standing on the viewing platform, Han Qingzhu gazed into the distance, his eyes flickering with blue light, his vision crossed the limit, and he saw the blossoming red clouds.

That is not under the Heavenly Dao, but under the barbarian sky.

That red glow is exactly the blood qi condensed naturally released when the barbarians gather on a large scale.

The Northern King's prediction was very accurate, and the barbarians had already launched a full-scale tentative attack.

The purpose is simple, the human race will fine-tune the position of the Great Wall of Righteousness every once in a while, and use this to trick the barbarians several times. Therefore, before a large-scale attack, the barbarians would test out the specific distribution of the Great Wall of Righteousness.

"There's news from Zhongjing that Chen Luo has gone north." Northern King Xin Jiaxuan suddenly appeared and said calmly.

"Good to come to the north!" Han Qingzhu smiled softly, "Zhongjing is just a muddy pond, look at the thousands of streets and hundreds of squares, there are chains and iron locks, what in the world is just a place where dragons are trapped. "

"This kid is out of Zhongjing, so he has a chance to be Soaring Dragon in the sky."

"I have to say that Bamboo Sage is a good teacher. He plans every step of the disciple carefully and carefully, and there is no shortage of tempering."

"Although the north is the front line, the will of the saints is focused, and the Fang family dare not make any small moves."

"That kid is also a cunning man. He unexpectedly chose Dongcang City. It is obviously in the hinterland of the front line, but it will not face the frontal attack of the barbarians. It is a good place. It depends on whether it can be operated."

The corner of Bei Wang's ancient well-free mouth also smiled slightly: "In this way, it will be more convenient for me to urge books."

Han Qingzhu nodded: "I have issued a military order to Yang Hanzi of Tianbo City in Yuanzhou to build an additional channel to connect Tianbo City and Dongcang City."

"Let's not mention other books, "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is of great benefit to the war situation, so we can't ignore it!"

"Yang Hanzi plans to form a battalion of good shooters, to fight against the enemy in wartime, and to urge books in leisure time."

"If there are any more disturbing fragments, I will fly an arrow thousands of miles away and nail it to the wall of Dongcang City, and see if he is afraid of children!"

Xin Jiaxuan couldn't help laughing, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "What happened to the mighty man?"

Speaking of this, Han Qingzhu also suppressed his smile, frowned slightly, and shook his head: "There are already 900 powerful men, but in the confrontation, that Zilong phantom just refused to move forward. Finally let it out The barbarian captives were charged and killed by the mighty men."

"I really don't see any effect."

Xin Jiaxuan also showed doubts on his face: "It doesn't make sense. Judging from the heroic spirits such as Guan Yu, Xiahou Dun, and Sun Ce, Zhao Yun is supposed to be a charging general. Why would he stay still? Could it be that there are other requirements?"

Han Qingzhu shook his head: "I don't know, after Chen Luo settles down, ask him."

After finishing speaking, he sighed again: "Only a powerful person can understand Zhao Yun's heroic spirit. If it is useless, a powerful person may become a swan song."

Xin Jiaxuan's face was also heavy, and he disappeared immediately.

...

Snowstorm.

After casually eating the pancake in his hand, pouring two mouthfuls of water, he walked to the own mount, and a burst of righteousness emanated from his body, entering in front of the mount.

The mount of the majestic man is the unique Thunder Horse in the Northern Territory. It is said that there is a trace of the blood of the barbarian in his body, so he is not afraid of the impact of the barbarian's energy and blood, and dares to confront the barbarian army.

Every mighty man can get a galloping horse when he was young, nourished by his own awe-inspiring righteousness, inseparable, and a true inseparable brother on the battlefield.

In the Northern Territory, killing Lei Ju is the same crime as killing someone.

"Dude, when we get to Wanren Mountain, I'll give you something to eat." Zhong Qifang patted Ben Leiju, and their army rations were replaced with low-grade ones. Naturally, Ben Leiju's horse rations were not as good as before. Lei Ju stuck his head into the manger and munched on the fodder for ordinary horses, and Zhong Qi felt sad for no reason.

Suddenly, the Thunder Horse pricked up its ears, raised its head and looked towards the north of Snow Wind Castle, seeing its reaction, Zhong Qi was startled, almost at the same time, the guarding master's tongue burst into spring thunder. Voice: "The barbarians are attacking!"

Zhong Qifang ran out of the stable and shouted loudly: "Zhuangwei Camp! Assemble!"

...

"There are about 700 Xuanzi troops coming..." The guardian master quickly said to everyone, "I have 1,600 Confucian scholars in Fengxue Castle, and we can still fight. Everyone, make arrangements and prepare to meet the enemy."

"Wait a minute!" Zhong Qifang walked into the garrison tent, frowning slightly, "Master Liu, it seems that the 1,600 Confucian scholars you mentioned didn't include my 300 powerful men?"

Watching Qi Fang, the guardian guard explained: "I can handle this battle in Snowstorm Castle, and I don't need foreign aid. The military order tells you to go to Wanren Mountain quickly, and you can go."

"Liu Renhou, have you ever seen an army fleeing to avoid battle?" Zhong Qida was furious, "Are you looking down on us and other powerful men?"

"Let all species grow together, don't be ignorant of what is good or bad!" Liu Renhou slapped the table and stood up, "Once the majesty comes out, there is no three out of ten. You have a heavy responsibility to go to Wanren Mountain, how can you break it in my Snow Fortress?" ?”

"What's more, my father is also a powerful man!"

"You're going to prove that a mighty man is still mighty!"

Hearing Liu Renhou's last words, Zhong Qifang hesitated slightly, turned his head, looked at the many troops in the army tent, and sighed: "Even if you win the seven hundred Xuan army, there are not many of you." Alive."

"If I wait and charge, at least three or five hundred people will live."

"What about you?" One of the team led a chuckle, "Three hundred powerful scholars for three hundred ordinary Confucian scholars? Didn't we lose money?"

"General Zhong, don't talk too much, go quickly, go fast! Don't interfere with us waiting to meet the enemy."

Zhong Qifang looked at Liu Renhou and snorted coldly: "My department is not under your jurisdiction."

"When you see the enemy and walk away, the mighty man is really dead."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Qi Fang lifted the curtain of the military tent and walked out.

Outside the military tent, the hooves of the galloping thunder horse were loudly clattering.

Everyone looked at Liu Renhou, and Liu Renhou sighed: "Take General Zhong as the core and cooperate with the Zhuangwei camp!"

"Yes!"

...

The wind and snow fluttered.

The three hundred strong battalions lined up in the north, and the people were silent, as if they were gathering a force.

A group of black clouds appeared on the snow line, quickly approaching Snowstorm Castle.

In a blink of an eye, the black cloud reached a position clearly visible to the line of sight. It was a group of barbarian warriors in black fur.

The sitting wolf-shaped beast had a huge mouth, and streams of saliva dripped down the road.

"Heiyunman!" Zhong Qifang exhaled lightly, old opponent.

Heiyunman is the most common assaulting unit in the barbarian army. It is dressed in black skin and sits under wolf beasts. It is the most common barbarian army that powerful men fight against.

"Three hundred feet! Respond to the enemy!" Chong Qida shouted, and the majestic man behind him burst out with righteousness, enveloping himself and the Ben Lei horse under him.

"Majestic!"

Zhong Qifang took the lead in charging forward, and three hundred strong men rushed towards Heiyunman.

Standing on the wall of Fengxue Castle, Liu Renhou seemed to see a white lightning piercing through the darkness. Confucian scholars chanted the poems of righteousness and warfare one after another, and followed the mighty men to attack Heiyunman.

"When Zhuangwei goes to battle, three out of ten will survive!" Liu Renhou sighed, this time, the whole army might be wiped out.

"No matter what, General Zhong must be rescued!" Liu Renhou thought in his heart, raising his righteous spirit, ready to strike at any time.

Suddenly, Liu Renhou's pupils shrank, as if he saw something strange.

At this time, Zhong Qi Fang was rushing towards Heiyun Man, listening to the whistling wind in his ears, looking at the ugly face of the barbarian in front of him, he clenched the weapon in his hand.

A man of great prestige is one who can kill Confucianism, that is, a man who can fight hand-to-hand with barbarians.

"Majestic!"

One after another shouted, at this moment, everyone has the ambition to fight to the death.

Repeatedly, silver-white aura of charm radiated from the bodies of the three hundred mighty men, and finally a phantom of a heroic spirit with a white horse and silver spear condensed above the army formation.

Zhao Yun!

At this time, the phantom floated above the army formation, and also rode along with the army formation.

In this regard, Zhong Qifang and others are not surprised, it was the same before.

It was just the moment when the two armies were fighting, a sudden change occurred.

The white horse under Zhao Yunxuying's seat suddenly neighed, and a shout of anger rang out in the ears of all the mighty men.

"I am Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

The phantom suddenly fell into the formation, and a phantom of Zhao Yun appeared beside every mighty man, protecting the mighty man and fighting side by side with him!

Zhong Qi was overjoyed, and instantly understood that this phantom of Zhao Yun would only arouse his fighting spirit when he charged into the battle. The condensed phantom protects the majestic man, greatly enhancing the defense power of the majestic man, and he is invincible and invincible.

"Zhuangwei!" Zhong Qifang raised his head and shouted, his voice full of joy.

"Majestic!" Three hundred people shouted in unison.

...

The army formation of seven hundred Heiyunman is not thick, only more than a dozen feet, and it will be pierced through in the blink of an eye.

Turning the horse's head, the phantom of Zhao Yun is still there.

"Zhuangwei!" Zhong Qifang led the people, and rushed to Heiyunman again...

...

Seven in and seven out, there is no longer a living Hei Yunman outside Snow Wind Castle.

Zhao Yun's phantom disappeared.

In this battle, seven hundred Heiyun Man, Zhuangwei Battalion were wiped out, one hundred and two were slightly injured, thirty-six were seriously injured, and none of them died!

Zhong Qi Fang was covered in blood, his left hand was broken at some point, and it was bent unnaturally.

He looked at the Heiyunman corpses all over the ground, and a huge mountain in his heart collapsed with a bang, and his thoughts were clear.

He suddenly looked up and laughed:

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"The majestic man will not die!"

"A mighty man, mighty!"

The sound shook the sky!