I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes, and Ji Zhong rushed forward when he heard the movement.

"My lord, are you awake? Let me tell you something..." Ji Zhong was excited.

"You have comprehended the Dugu Nine Swords!" Chen Luo said quickly, Ji Zhong's face froze, a sentence was blocked in his mouth, and he opened his mouth after a long while: "How do you know?"

Chen Luo sat up and put on an inscrutable expression: "I wrote all the books. You get insights from the books, how could I not know?"

"However, gaining insights from books is something that only classics can do!"

Chen Luo glanced at Ji Zhong lightly: "Why can't "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes" be a classic?"

As if struck by lightning, Ji Zhong froze for a moment. Before, he was only attracted by the writing of "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes", and he fell into the story step by step and couldn't extricate himself. Now that he thinks about it carefully, every character in the book is lifelike, and the episodes of love, hate, and hatred seem to be right in front of his eyes. Why can't such a book become a classic?

Ji Zhong looked at Chen Luo again, with a hint of awe in his eyes. Whether he recognizes it or not, he can understand something from the book, which shows that Heavenly Dao has recognized the classic status of "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes". And those who can write classics...

Just as Ji Zhong introduced to Chen Luo before, only Confucian disciples who have crossed the Third Stage mountains and seas and reached the "land of preaching the Tao" are eligible to write books. In addition to Confucianism, Daoist and Buddhist practitioners who can write classics, their status will not be low.

"Who is the young master?" Ji Zhong had this question in his heart for the first time.

At this time, Chen Luo was thinking back to Daizong's conversation with own just now.

...

Time goes back half an hour, in the dreamland flower forest.

"What's going on? Why do I suddenly have the practice method of Dugu Nine Swords in my mind?"

The black cat licked its paws to itself: "What's so strange? Someone learned this skill from "Swordsman Rivers and Lakes". As the author, of course you also learned it yourself."

Chen Luo showed doubts: "Can my book be understood by others?"

"Of course. And reading the books you wrote, you can also get the mortal energy from it. As long as you find the way, other people can learn and use the mortal energy to practice."

"Wait a minute." Chen Luo was a little confused, "Can other people understand the worldly spirit after reading my book?"

"Isn't this the rule of Heavenly Dao? All classics, as long as you recite them, you can gain strength from them. Of course, the books you wrote are also included in this list!"

Chen Luo was in a mess. what is this? Sharing Gold Finger?

The black cat's movements suddenly stopped, its pupils lost focus for a moment, and then returned to normal. It looked at Chen Luo, and said again: "Master, the spirit of the secret realm told me to tell you, don't worry."

"As long as you find the correct 'Tao', master, you will be the ancestor of the Tao, the Saint of the same line."

"The more people who follow this path, the stronger you will be."

"So, go find that 'Tao'. As long as that 'Tao' is determined, this secret realm will truly be your help!"

...

"Dao!" Chen Luo muttered to himself.

"Young Master?" Seeing Chen Luo lost in thought, Ji Zhong gently pushed Chen Luo, and Chen Luo came back to his senses, and suddenly asked, "Can you use the Dugu Nine Swords?"

Ji Zhong shook his head slightly: "There are only moves, no methods of luck. I tried to use awe-inspiring righteousness, but I couldn't integrate it at all! By the way, son, look..."

Ji Zhong stretched out his hand, and condensed the seven-color mist the size of soybeans: "This is what I learned from the book, what's the use of this?"

"Well, actually..." Chen Luo was about to find an excuse to deal with Ji Zhong first, when Xiaohuan rushed in suddenly.

"Young Master Young Master, Master Li from the county government is here, and I want you to go with him to participate in the Wenxin Lord Selection Ceremony..."

"Wenxin chooses the master? Isn't it tomorrow?" Chen Luo was stunned and looked at Ji Zhong. Ji Zhong touched his head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "My lord, you compete with me, your mind and soul are affected, and you have been in a coma for a day and a night..."

...

Wen Xinxuan officiated the ceremony at the Confucian Temple Square in the east of the city. This is also a place for children to be enlightened. Every autumn, Xuezheng will recite classics here. Now that I think about it, Xuezheng should be Confucian masters who have at least crossed the First Stage mountains and seas and reached the "Enlightenment Realm" before they can help human children open the "Through Reading" Talent.

The square is very large and can accommodate about 2,000 people. Master Li told Chen Luo that if he wants to participate in the ceremony of choosing the officiant in Wan'an County, he needs to meet two conditions.

First, there is a noble righteousness born in the body, but the highest cannot exceed the poetic realm;

Second, some of the three generations of the direct line were born in Wan'an County, and the participants were no more than twenty years old.

"In this way, there are a total of 836 Confucian scholars who are truly qualified to participate." Master Li said with a smile.

As Master Li walked from the avenue in the middle of the square to the viewing platform, Chen Luo felt as if he was in a pine forest. These young Confucian scholars, regardless of their expensive or shabby clothes, all raised their chests and raised their heads, with firm eyes, as if a righteousness rose from the top of their heads.

"The heavy snow crushes the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight!" For some reason, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

"That's great..." Chen Luo sighed.

Ji Zhong seemed to hear Chen Luo's intentions, and said in a low voice: "No matter what happens in the future, it doesn't matter whether it's fighting for power or corruption. When the first ray of righteousness is generated, my Confucian disciples are the most virtuous man of."

While speaking, Chen Luo had already boarded the viewing platform. Some people had already arrived on the viewing platform, and they were all famous people in Wan'an County. Chen Luo used to stay at home all the time and rarely interacted with outsiders, so Chen Luo just made a perfunctory salute to everyone and found a corner position on his own. On the contrary, quite a few people looked curiously at this little Patriarch of the Chen family who had "resurrected from the dead", their eyes full of inquiry.

"Young master, here we come." Ji Zhong reminded, Chen Luo followed Ji Zhong's reminder and looked towards the sky, Wei Yan held a jade box in his hand, and stood on the ancient car with "Zhu Yuzao cover" and came slowly, Cai Tongchen stood on the blue sky and stood by the side of the ancient chariot.

The entire Confucian Temple Square fell silent for a moment.

Wei Yan and Cai Tongchen came to the sky above the square and slowly landed on the high platform of the Confucian Temple. Wei Yan took a step forward, opened his mouth lightly, but let out a thunderous sound.

"There is a question from Confucianism, what is a scholar?"

All the Confucian scholars in the audience opened their mouths, as if speaking from one person, the sound entered the sky.

"Stand up for the world!"

"Life for the people!"

"Secret Technique for the past!"

"Create peace for all generations!"

Wei Yan stepped forward again, and said——

"The ancients said, death is Immortal, what is it?"

"There is morality above all, meritorious deeds secondly, and words established after a long time. This is called Immortal."

"Today, there are great Confucian teachers who transformed the way of a lifetime, condensing Immortal's literary heart."

"If there is someone who inherits his way, great Confucianism can be expected!"

"May all beings live up to the Tao in their hearts!"

After Wei Yan finished speaking, he paused and bowed. All the Confucian scholars in the audience paid homage at the same time, and the words in their mouths sounded like drums in battle.

"Don't dare to betray the world! Don't dare to betray the common people! Don't dare to betray the sages! Don't dare to betray the world"

Wei Yan opened the jade box in his hand, and suddenly a blue light burst out, a jade-colored ball the size of an apple slowly floated up from the jade box, and at the same time, the voice of reciting classics could be faintly heard.

"Wenxin chooses the master, Qi!"

Wei Yan pointed at the Wenxin, and Wenxin exploded, turning into countless blue lights and falling in front of every Confucian scholar, turning into a small table with Four Treasures of the Study placed on the table .

"What does this mean?" Chen Luo was puzzled, and Ji Zhong explained, "This is the interpretation of Wenxin. Students use the Four Treasures of the Study transformed by Wenxin to write down their pursuits, and the article that best fits Wenxin will be chosen."

But at this moment, a blue light suddenly fell in front of Chen Luo, turning into a small table with Four Treasures of the Study placed on it.

Chen Luo was stunned, and looked at Ji Zhong, who waved his hands again and again: "My ancestors never came to Wan'an County, this is not for me."

Chen Luo was at a loss: It's not for you, is it for me?

I don't have awe-inspiring righteousness!