I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The Xiao Xiao Beifeng blew on his face like a knife. Yang Nanzhong untied a Calabash from his waist, and drank a few swigs. It tasted extremely bitter and had a fishy smell, but after drinking it, it was as if a ball of fire entered his stomach along his throat, and his body was slightly warmed. stand up.

Calabash is not filled with wine, but barbarian blood!

During the march, before the critical moment, try not to protect your body with righteous energy. This is the experience of the army.

Because you don't know when you will fall into a fierce battle, and you don't know if just a sliver of righteousness will save your life or the life of your comrades.

A little bit of wind, just blow it.

According to the plan, Yang Nanzhong was supposed to return to Tianbo City two days ago, but he encountered a group of barbarian troops who broke through the fortress ahead, and fought fiercely again.

A win is a win.

The toothless Jie Yuan and the proficient soldier who burned the corpse were all dead, and there were others. Now there are only six people left with Yang Nanzhong, each with wounds. As long as Yang Nanzhong closed his eyes, he seemed to see blue flames igniting from the corpses of his comrades.

I don't know when it's my turn.

Yang Nanzhong always sees wildfires burning endlessly, but he never feels the spring breeze blowing again.

When will there be spring in this northern region?

Grandma Tai said that Dongcang City would be the turning point, so she asked herself to resign from the military and go to assist Wan Anbo.

Is this really reliable?

Just when Yang Nanzhong's thoughts were drifting away, a cavalry came from the south and shouted from afar, "But the young general? General Yang ordered me to come and meet him."

...

At sunset, Chen Luo was writing hard in his study.

Even though he had seen countless remakes in his previous life, Chen Luo still felt agitated in his heart when he rewrote it at this time.

Xiangyang City, Guo Jing defended the city for 20 years. During the battle, Huang Yaoshi, Master Yideng, and Zhou Botong three Grand Great Masters assisted in defending Xiangyang.

The "Heroic man, serve the country and the people" that was so loud at the Changming Palace finally had a complete echo. After writing this chapter, Chen Luo let out a sigh of relief.

I don't know what kind of reaction there will be after this article is circulated to the world.

With a little tweaking, Chen Luo started writing the final chapter of the book.

For those who don't understand, it is natural to think that this chapter is the ending of the whole book. The new five masters of the world are selected, and the masters of Martial Forest retreat to Rivers and Lakes one after another.

But Chen Luo knows what kind of story will be linked up in the last few strokes of that page——

"Guo Xiang turned around and saw that Zhang Junbao was bleeding from the wound on his head, so he took out a handkerchief from his bosom and bandaged it for him. Zhang Junbao was very grateful and wanted to say thank you, but he saw tears in Guo Xiang's eyes, and felt very strange , I don’t know why she is sad, but she can’t say the words of thanks.”

Yang Guo bid farewell to the crowd, took the hand of the little dragon girl, and walked side by side with the sculpture, and floated back to Rivers and Lakes.

"At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, the breeze was blowing the leaves, and the crows were singing on the top of the tree. Guo Xiang couldn't bear it anymore, and tears welled up in her eyes."

"It's exactly: 'The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright; the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. Lovesickness knows when we will meet each other, and it is embarrassing at this night.'"

Chen Luo wrote the last word and put pen to paper.

In front of Setsuna, the familiar scene reappeared, and the Yawen text on the original manuscript came off the paper, forming a vortex of text in midair.

An object slowly flew out of the vortex.

"Book Spirit!"

Chen Luo is looking forward to it. According to his experience, every book spirit is equivalent to a treasure with special functions. The "Huashan secret realm" in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has benefited him a lot. What kind of spiritual treasure is "The Legend of Condor Heroes"?

After a while, the book spirit flew out of the text vortex completely.

The Yawen text also fell onto the paper again, and everything returned to normal.

Chen Luo looked at the book spirit suspended in mid-air, with some doubts.

Why is it another stone?

A square rectangular stone was suspended in front of him, and words seemed to be engraved on it, but no spirit body appeared.

"This is……"

Chen Luo took a closer look, and saw four large characters carved with a sword on the stone——

"Tomb of the Living Dead!"

tombstone?

What's the use?

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and grabbed the tombstone, but as soon as his hand touched the tombstone, a sudden change occurred!

The tombstone instantly expanded and hit the ground heavily. Immediately afterwards, a large black hole appeared on the ground behind the tombstone, and the bottom could not be seen at a glance.

At this moment, Chen Luo felt a dark calling, asking him to walk into the big hole.

Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, but thought that this was a book spirit connected with him, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and walked into the big hole one step at a time.

In an instant, Chen Luo's figure disappeared from the room, and the tombstone and the black hole also flashed light and disappeared.

Almost at the same time that Chen Luo and the tombstone disappeared, Yun Siyao rushed into the study.

She looked around, feeling slightly.

"It's weird, the aura of my junior brother has disappeared."

Yun Siyao flipped his wrist, and a few jade-colored scales appeared in the air. Yun Siyao pointed in the air, and the jade-colored scales collided with each other, and finally made a strange arrangement.

Yun Siyao stared fixedly at the arrangement of the dragon scales, and was horrified: "How is it possible? Heavenly Dao disappeared?"

Heavenly Dao is missing, there are only two possibilities, either, it is covered by Saint, or, the person is dead.

But now, there is no saint in the world.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Yun Siyao's breath surged, and two crystal dragon horns emerged from his forehead.

"Heavenly Dao, come out!"

"Yitian!"

Above Dongcang City, a huge chessboard appeared, covering the entire Dongcang City!

The art of playing with the sky, if you use human power to defeat Tianbanzi, you can get the power of Heavenly Dao.

...

Chen Luo's eyes blurred, and he found himself standing in an underground stone chamber.

"This is... the inside of the tomb of the living dead?" Chen Luo was slightly taken aback, when a voice came from behind: "Lin Chaoying has seen the Lord."

Chen Luo turned around, and saw a beautiful woman in her twenties, dressed in a red dress, saluting herself. The woman's eyebrows were like long swords, and her eyes were like stars, exuding a heroic spirit.

"Lin Chaoying..." Chen Luo wondered, "Why don't you meet me outside?"

"This place is the tomb of the living dead. Chaoying is full of death energy and cannot show up outside." Lin Chaoying replied coldly.

Sure enough, as described in the book, he is a top-notch Tsundere. If it wasn't for the relationship between Shuling and his master, he might just be too lazy to take care of himself.

Chen Luo couldn't afford to get angry with a book spirit, and continued to ask: "What is the function of the ancient tomb book spirit?"

Lin Chaoying said expressionlessly: "An ancient tomb is a large storage space that can allow living people of a corresponding number and level to enter. After entering, the whole body will be covered with a layer of dead air, making Heavenly Dao judge that this person is dead , will not be tracked!"

"In addition, the ancient tomb has the power of space. In addition to the entrance of the tombstone, another exit can be opened to facilitate the lord's escape!"

"However, if you want to open another outlet, you need to consume the red dust on the Lord's body as energy."

"Huh? How do you do it?" Chen Luo asked, this might be a life-saving trick.

At this moment, Lin Chaoying hesitated for a moment, walked up to Chen Luo, and suddenly reached out to hold Chen Luo's hand.

Chen Luo: (?｀?Д?′)!!

But Chen Luo soon discovered that the worldly aura on his body was rushing towards Lin Chaoying.

Lin Chaoying said, "Which direction is my lord going?"

Chen Luo thought for a while: North.

Lin Chaoying nodded, and led Chen Luo towards the north. With each step, Chen Luo felt that the entire tomb of the living dead seemed to extend infinitely.

However, it sucks so badly!

After walking for a while, Chen Luo quickly shouted: "Okay, okay, I can't smoke anymore."

Lin Chaoying immediately let go of his hand and retreated two steps. He pointed to the exit of the tomb: "Go out from here, my lord, and it will be a new exit."

"If you want to come back, just come in from that exit again."

Chen Luo nodded, but he didn't know where he had gone. In such a short time, he should be inside Daye Ridge.

Check it out a little, and run if it doesn't work.

Chen Luo made up his mind and walked out of the tomb.

...

Hoarfrost hung on the desolate grass, and suddenly a black hole appeared on the ground, and a head protruded out of the black hole.

It was Chen Luo.

With a light leap, Chen Luo jumped out of the black hole and landed on the grassland, but this thin layer of black air was still emitting from his body at this time.

Lin Chaoying also reminded him just now that this is the dead energy in the tomb, and it will remain for a while after he leaves the tomb.

The moment Chen Luo jumped out, the black hole quickly disappeared.

Chen Luo looked around the surrounding environment and frowned slightly.

Strange, why does the sky feel broken, full of cracks?

And this air, why does it feel a little smoggy when you breathe it in, and you can't breathe well.

What is that red crescent in the sky?

Chen Luo was shocked.

Fuck!

Cracking Blood Moon!

It's crazy here!

and many more.

Chen Luo glanced at the dead air in the tomb on his body.

If even Heavenly Dao thinks I'm dead, then Mantian can't find me at all?

Hey?

Hey?

This wave...

Steal home?

Chen Luo suddenly thought of a classic song——

"Tunnel warfare Hey tunnel warfare!"

"Ambush thousands of soldiers!"

Chen Luo tidied up his emotions, he is here today, and he will go back and plan carefully!

Tomb of the Living Dead, baby!

Take it back and show it to Senior Sister Six!

With a thought in Chen Luo's mind, the entrance to the tombstone appeared again, and Chen Luo jumped in.

Just at the moment when the black hole disappeared, Chen Luo vaguely heard a roar from the barbarian——

"Lang Feixian, don't run if you have the guts!"

...

Dongcang City.

The tombstone of the tomb of the living dead emerged in the study room. Chen Luo jumped out of the black hole and saw Yun Siyao's back. He was overjoyed: "Sixth Senior Sister, let me show you a great treasure... Senior Sister, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Chen Luo realized that Yun Siyao's breath was weak, and there was a strand of snow-white hair in his waterfall-like hair.

When Yun Siyao heard the figure, he opened his eyes, looked at Chen Luo, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The chessboard covering Dongcang City disappeared.

Chen Luo stepped forward nervously: "Senior sister, you..."

Yun Siyao looked at Chen Luo standing in front of own, reached out and touched Chen Luo's face: "Are you not dead?"

"No! It's because..."

"Bastard!" Yun Siyao shouted, slapped Chen Luo with his hand, and finally stopped at Chen Luo's face.

Chen Luo looked at Yun Siyao with a puzzled face, and Yun Siyao plunged into Chen Luo's arms, hugged Chen Luo, and finally swallowed even more.

"I thought you were dead!"

"You scared me to death!"

"Don't do this next time..."

At this moment, the half-holy and calm Mr. Zhulin Liu who once faced the thirteen games of the Chess Saint without changing his face, was crying like a teenage girl...

...

Xiaoqi silently put away the photo charm at the door!

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