I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

There is an endless stream of people coming and going on the dusty official road. Although Hanzhou is located on the border, there are always some exotic specialties, which can often be sold at high prices when transported to the Central Plains, so it is reasonable that the caravan is busy.

There is a tea stall on the side of the road, and a few copper coins can be exchanged for a pot of hot tea. It's not good tea, just some tea leaves. People who are not used to drinking it will spit three times in one sip, but those who are used to it love the taste.

"Old man, here are two pots of apricot flower brewing!" A stout man took a sip of tea foam, smelled the aroma of wine from the next table, and shouted, the old man came with a teapot, glanced at the guy, and smiled : "Master Lu, I'm really sorry. I think you are the headlight of the caravan?"

The so-called headlights, also called horse headlights, are people who ride horses to explore the road at the front of the caravan, especially when traveling in the dark. I don’t know where there are mud pits, rolling logs, and bandits and road tyrants. It is bound to need several headlights to explore the road ahead to be considered safe. , has always been the most important person in the caravan besides the shopkeeper.

The headlight nodded: "What's the matter? Are we afraid that our headlights can't afford wine?"

As Qian Deng said, he took out a few pieces of silver from his pocket and put it on the table: "If you go to the bar, if you have too much, it will be a reward."

The old man bowed and saluted: "Master Lu, I'm sorry, although the little old man just set up a stall for small business, he made an oath a long time ago that he would not sell wine to the horse lamp."

"Drinking without headlights, headlights without drinking!"

The headlight glared at him. He had just opened up four Meridians a few days ago, so he got a job as a headlight. It was a time of prosperity, but he didn't expect that this small stall wouldn't even sell him a drink!

"What a broken rule! Daddy gives money, you give wine, isn't it over?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The old man still bowed and apologized, "The old man's son was the headlight back then. He got drunk and fell off the cliff. Everyone, fifty miles ahead is Fengpo City. When we get there, we want to Drink whatever you want!"

"Damn it, daddy wants to drink it!" The headlight suddenly became angry and slammed the table, which was knocked flying. He reached out and grabbed the old man's collar, "Sell it? No If you sell me, it will be on you."

At this moment, an object flew towards him, and he reached out his hand to block the headlights, only to see it was a wine cup. As soon as that hand touched the wine cup, he felt a huge force rushing down the palm of his hand. The right hand hangs down limply.

The headlight covered Own's arm, he knew that his bones were not broken, but the force from the wine cup was too strong, numb Own Meridians, unable to exert strength.

This is the other party keeping his hand!

The headlights looked at the direction where the wine cup was coming from, and it was the same table of guests where the old man was selling wine.

It was a woman wearing a cone hat, followed by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a cropped cut.

"The store doesn't want to sell it, so you still want to grab it by force? Otherwise, come here, and this lady will accompany you to have a drink."

The headlight covered his arms, and his heart skipped a beat.

Now that the world has changed, Martial Dao is prosperous. A seemingly powerless person may be able to open the stele with one punch and smash the boulder with one kick. At this time, seeing that a wine cup thrown by the opponent has such power, I am afraid that he has passed seven or eight Meridians, and even became a master of nourishing Qi.

He bowed immediately and said: "It's a certain family who is reckless. Now I apologize to the old man."

As he said that, he bowed deeply to the old man in the store, and left in a hurry without even taking the broken silver on the table.

The old man hurriedly stepped forward to express his gratitude, saying that he would cut up a pound of stewed beef to express his gratitude.

"Sister Su, are you angry?" Adama looked at the woman in the cone hat and asked.

The woman with the cone hat said angrily: "By relying on the skills I learned from Lord Hou's book, bullying the weak is simply discrediting Martial Dao. If he didn't mean to hurt others, I would have to take off his arms."

This cone hat woman is naturally Su Qianqian.

After saying goodbye to Chen Luo before, Su Qianqian started the journey of "owning" to repay the favor. She first found the family of the servant girl Xiaocui, and taught her the method of firing sky blue jade, and then she began to look for the relatives of the corpses she used to practice "Nine Yin White Bone Claws", and repay them one by one.

The last person was found a few days ago, only to learn that the youngest daughter of that family had been taken away by bandits. On the way to rescue people, I saw my little daughter who was going home alone, and then I realized that she was rescued by a little monk.

This made Su Qianqian remember another favor. So Su Qianqian destroyed the bandit den and rescued the little monk Adama.

Now that Su Qianqian's relationship is clean, she plans to go north to Dongcang to repay Chen Luo's kindness with the rest of her life.

Adama was about to pursue the way of Tathagata in martial arts and the mysterious Shaolin, so he proposed to go with Su Qianqian.

Su Qianqian was also very curious that Adamo could only comprehend the "scriptures" when reading martial arts, but could not comprehend martial arts. After all, Shaolin is a powerful sect in the book, so she agreed to Adamo's request.

It is just like this that there is a scene of two people walking together in this official way.

"Sister Su, I have observed these two days, and you look like a person in the book." Adama knew Daxuan's restrictions on Buddhism, so he only used a secular name to match.

Under Su Qianqian's conical hat, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but there was a faint question: "Who do you look like?"

"Tianya can't be forgotten when thinking about you. She looks like Guo Xiang who misses Yang Guo in the book!" Adama's words were extremely sincere, and his eyes were full of light that sees through everything.

"Little monk, don't hold back your mouth." Su Qianqian stepped on Adama's foot under the table. Adama watched his nose, nose and heart, and stood still. Seeking Dharma Verse"——

All love will be impermanent and rare for a long time.

There are many fears in life, and life is in danger of morning dew.

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear,

If you are separated from your beloved, you have no worries and no fears.

...

"Um?"

Chen Luo's hand that was writing "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" paused slightly.

"Who has comprehended the "Gatha of Wonderful Color King Seeking the Dharma"?"

"Good guy, I haven't learned any martial arts from Shaolin, but I have learned a lot from Buddhist scriptures."

"Did you study advanced mathematics in physical education class?"

"Dragon Claw Hand, Vajra Finger..."

"Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, at least I have comprehended one or two! It's very expensive for me to exchange!"

After reading it brokenly, Chen Luo sighed helplessly and continued writing "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!

Ye Dafu wrote in a letter, saying that since Liu Bei was also written to death in the book, the peach blossom forest outside Zhongjing City has almost become a large altar, and people go to mourn every day.

Threesomes!

The readers who are still chasing "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", except for those in the military, are all going for Zhuge Liang.

The previous Zhuge Liang was already so wise that he was close to a monster. After Liu Bei's death, he was simply opened up.

First, he set up eight formations to reject Lu Xun, and then settled down on Pingwu Road to stabilize the Shuhan regime. Now Chen Luo is writing about "the prime minister who conquered the southern bandits and raised his army, and the barbarian king who resisted the heavenly soldiers was first executed".

That's right, seven captures and seven moves!

This kind of forceful attack on the mind is the favorite of the great Confucianists in Wenchang Pavilion.

...

While Chen Luo was still busy updating, in an unremarkable small courtyard in Dongcang City, a thin and small child was hitting a stone tablet hard.

There was already a faint color of blood on the stele, but he had already punched it.

"Wuji, I bought the latest "Daxuan Minbao" for you." A deep voice came in, and Song Wuji's face suddenly panicked when he heard it. He picked up the bucket on the ground and poured it on the stone tablet. Sleeves to wipe the blood on it, at this time the door of the small courtyard opened, Song Weiyang walked in with a smile: "The city lord's mansion has sent out some materials, and my brother also bought your favorite food..." Halfway through the words, Song Weiyang Seeing Song Wuji's movements, his face darkened, and he rushed up, grabbed Song Wuji, pulled his hand out, and saw that the tiger's mouth was slightly split on the small palm, and the fist edge was blood red.

"You're punching again, aren't you?" Song Weiyang wanted to get angry, but when she saw Song Wuji's appearance, her heart ached again, she hurried into the room to find some medicine powder, and ran out to apply it on him.

"You said you, why are you in a hurry? You are only eight years old! You haven't opened your body yet, why are you in a hurry?" Song Weiyang said distressedly while applying the medicine.

Song Weiyang sighed, for the sake of his younger brother's future, he brought his younger brother to Dongcang City and entered Dongcang's household registration. Relying on his carpentry skills, he has also pulled out a small team of carpenters, and his life is getting better and better.

But the one who makes him the happiest is his young brother Song Wuji. Some time ago, he was sent to the martial arts hall to study, and only then did he know that the martial art that Wuji had comprehended by himself before was called "Orchid Fuxue Hand". Not only is there a free supply of barbarian materials every month, but it is also said that after the opening of the martial arts academy, it is directly recommended to enter the martial arts academy to study.

Wuyuan!

Although Song Weiyang didn't know what the Martial Academy was like, recently, the three questions about Master Hou's running a school had been circulating in the city for a long time. There are places where Heavenly Dao spirit beast suppresses with flesh and blood, how powerful it is.

I heard that there are only five academies in the whole world except the Martial Arts Academy, and they are all places where great Confucian scholars are born!

So even he saved a few days' wages, bought some tributes, and went to worship Bi Xi, who was lying there motionless, hoping that it could take care of his own little brother.

It's just that there is a little trouble recently!

Song Weiyang looked at Song Wuji, and wrapped his hands carefully: "Don't listen to those children's nonsense, what do they know. Lanhua Fuxue is a high-level martial art, not the Niangniangquan they said."

"But!" Song Wuji finally spoke, and made a finger gesture, "Only the sisters on the stage are like this, I am a man, I don't want to practice this martial art!"

"You are still young, so you will naturally learn a lot of martial arts in the future. Now you are practicing so blindly, what if you break your hand?"

Song Wuji didn't speak.

When a group of children shouted sissy when he was demonstrating the orchid blowing hand, it really hit his little self-esteem too much.

Although Song Wuji was young, he was talented and intelligent. There was another reason why he was so depressed.

Because he found that he didn't seem to have any feeling for those fierce martial arts!

Not to mention self-comprehension, even watching others demonstrate that it is very laborious to follow along.

That's why he is impatient.

Do you want to fight with your fingers like this when you grow up?

Song Weiyang rubbed Song Wuji's drooping head, and said gently: "The food and the new newspapers are here, I still have a job, I have to go out for a while, I might come back later today."

"Stop practicing, do you hear me? If I come back and find that your sandbag is loose, you won't be allowed to eat candied fruit for a month!"

"Our Wuji family is an upright man, and he will definitely master a marvelous Martial Skill!"

After finishing speaking, Song Weiyang got up and left the courtyard, Song Wuji pouted and picked up the newspaper.

In front of my eyes, it is the latest episode of "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji"——

"The first pass of Tai Chi is gentleness overcomes rigidity".

...

"Brother, we are still a thousand miles away from Dongcang City." Qingxuan pinched his fingers and said to Qingwei.

Qingwei nodded, and looked back at the accompanying Taoist monarchs and real people.

"Come on, let out all the purple energy! Take out all the momentum!"

"Thousands of miles of purple air, let the great virtuous and good teachers feel the strength of my Taoism."

"Yes!"

The purple aura on the bodies of the Taoist monarchs and real people soared into the sky, and almost instantly, the purple aura spread across the sky and filled the sky.

...

After finishing the latest chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Chen Luo stretched his waist and suddenly heard Yun Siyao's voice transmission.

"Junior brother, there is an expert coming towards Dongcang, who doesn't know friends or foes."

Chen Luo was startled, and ran out of the room, only to see Yun Siyao standing on the observation deck.

Chen Luo hurriedly went up to the observation tower, when a phantom of a chessboard covering the whole city appeared above Dongcang City, at the same time, Wu Litao's figure was suspended above Tiancang City, holding half a chicken leg in his hand.

Chen Luo followed Yun Siyao's gaze, and saw a ray of purple slowly emerging from the distant sky. A small black figure appeared in Chen Luo's sight.

"The sky is full of purple energy, he is from the Taoist sect." Yun Siyao breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Li Tao cursed and said something for some reason, gnawed on the chicken leg in his hand, and his figure disappeared from the air.

Only then did Chen Luo see clearly that the black spot was actually a mountain!

At this time, I heard a faint voice coming from afar, resounding through the world.

"Qingwei of Taoism, bring Wudang Mountain to the south, and say hello to the great virtuous teacher!"

Chen Luo: (?｀?Д?′)!!

I have heard of worshiping mountains, but I have never heard of worshiping with mountains!

I admit that I have the intention of asking you to give me a reward, but the gift is as heavy as a mountain, it is just a metaphor!

You really brought a mountain?

Wait, what mountain did he just say he brought?

Did you hear me right, you are talking about Wudang?

Old Qingwei, are you...your own campus?

However, the map of Dongcang City appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

Where do you put this mountain?

When Chen Luo was about to ask Yun Siyao to help him transmit the sound to Lao Qingwei, a message suddenly flashed across his mind, and Chen Luo's eyes lit up——

Who is practicing Tai Chi! !