I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

A long song rises into the night, and the clear sky and blue waves enter the chest.

"A Man Should Be Self-Strengthening" written for Dongcang to open the sea spread all over Dongcang City in an instant. Its lyrics are broad and its songs are passionate.

Lun Jiange Mall launched "A Man Should Be Self-Strengthening" featuring Bi Ji Ai Mu, the price, 500 Lun Jian points... a sentence!

...

"It's too much." Above Lunjian Teahouse, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

"It was a complete poem before, but now it's sold in sections?" A practitioner said with a depressed face after taking a sip of a pot of "Moutai" wine, "This is too watery. "

"Master Hou, this is Kai Hai Zhuang March, isn't it just water!" Another Practitioner said indignantly, "There are 14 lines in total, and it takes 7,000 points to get all of them together."

"That's not necessary." Another middle-aged practitioner shook his head, "Just exchange a few of them. Otherwise, after you come on stage, the competition will be over before the song is played. It's okay if you win." , if you lose, it will be somewhat embarrassing!"

Hearing this, many people thought about it. If someone fell on the stage and the song was still singing "Let Haitian gather energy for me", then the scene is indeed...

A Confucian scholar shook his head lightly, and said via voice transmission to his companions: "After all, Wufu is still a little more simple-minded."

"It doesn't have any bonus effect, why spend a lot of money to buy those voices?"

"Well, junior, what are you doing?"

The younger Confucian scholar next to him raised his head: "Brother, do you think I bought 'Arrogance and Laughing Ten Thousand Waves', or the phrase 'Look at the vast blue sky again'?"

"Student, didn't you hear what I just said? This kind of flashy thing..."

"Brother, times have changed. Whether it is true is a question of time, and whether it is flashy is an eternal question." The young Confucian scholar said righteously.

The Confucian student was taken aback, and thought for a while: "The second sentence, it has something to do with my Confucian school..."

"okay!"

"That... place an order for me too!"

...

In the City Lord's Mansion, Yun Siyao and Chen Luo continued the topic that was interrupted by Qin Dangguo yesterday.

"So what does Senior Sister mean... I'd better get my third blood boost to absorb a kind of innate magical power like soul defense?" Chen Luo asked.

Yun Siyao nodded: "Your Martial Dao already focuses on the physical body, with the magical seed of 'rebirth from a drop of blood', supplemented by martial arts such as the Vajra cover, the physical defense can already resist most of the attacks of the Master Realm. "

"But the soul is still a little weaker. Not to mention that the monster race and the barbarian have the soul attack method, but the human race and the Taoist sect mainly use the soul attack method, but it does not mean that the Confucianism and Buddhism do not have the soul attack method, especially in the future. Tianmen, we must contact them."

"Tuitianmen?" Chen Luo frowned slightly. He had always heard that there was going to be a Heavenly Dao Gate. He also saw the huge Heavenly Dao Gate on the Martial Dao, so he asked, "Senior Sister, is this Tutianmen?" What's going on? Did I go to the gate of heaven and push it?"

Yun Siyao chuckled, cast Chen Luo a glance with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Do you think Tianmen is the door of our room? That's actually a Heavenly Dao restriction."

"Heavenly Dao limit?"

"Yes. The essence of Tongtian Road is the bridge between the human race and Heavenly Dao. Did the Fourth Senior Brother tell you?"

Chen Luo nodded.

"To give a simple example, Heavenly Dao is like a sea. The three roads leading to the sky from Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are like three huge pipes that guide the power of Heavenly Dao. The deeper the ocean, the more mysterious the power. The so-called ten thousand miles Tongtian, that is, the pipe can go deep into the depths of the Heavenly Dao sea."

"Your Martial Dao is only three thousand miles long, which means that your pipe is only three thousand miles long, so it can only guide the power of sea water above three thousand miles."

Chen Luo imagined for a moment, then nodded again.

"The so-called Tutianmen opened six thousand miles, you can see that the pipe of Martial Dao has been extended by another three thousand miles."

"But the power of Heavenly Dao is not endless, so Heavenly Dao puts a limit on the pipe, and this limit is the gate of heaven."

"This is just a simple example. Of course, the relationship between the real Tongtian Road and Heavenly Dao is not so simple, but the main point is probably the same."

Chen Luo had a clear understanding in his mind: "So pushing Tianmen is actually to let Heavenly Dao lift this restriction."

"Yes." Yun Siyao nodded, with a serious expression on his face, "To be honest, Confucianism and Taoism may be having a headache..."

"What's their headache?" Chen Luo asked.

"Isn't it because..." When Yun Siyao said this, his words suddenly stopped, his jade hand turned, and a bamboo leaf appeared in Yun Siyao's hand. At this time, the blue color of the bamboo leaf quickly faded, turning into a withered yellow color. Yun Siyao's complexion changed drastically.

"Senior Sister?" The moment Chen Luo saw the bamboo leaf, Chen Luo felt startled for no reason, and looked at Yun Siyao.

Seeing that the bamboo leaves were about two-thirds of the withered yellow and still kept the emerald green at the top of the leaf tip, although Yun Siyao's face was still heavy, she clearly felt relieved.

"Brother, something happened." Yun Siyao said in a deep voice.

...

Turn back the time to a quarter of an hour ago.

Under the sky.

Thousands of miles across the wilderness, a figure in a light blue robe stood leaning on his sword, his long hair blown up by the savage wind. He held a stalk of grass in his mouth, and looked ahead indifferently.

In the line of sight, a barbarian figure slowly approached, raising his hands and feet, black silk threads appearing and disappearing around him, it is the call of the space to be broken and healed, it seems that this space cannot bear him. He didn't release any coercion, but the wild grass along the way seemed to be under great pressure, clinging to the ground tightly. Even the savage wind seemed to deliberately bypass him. His figure is not tall, but standing there, it is as if the power of heaven descends.

The air seemed to be tense.

Raise your hands and throw your feet, shattering the void.

God!

He stopped not far from the cyan figure, looked at the other person in his eyes, and didn't speak, but a majestic and powerful voice seemed to sound from all directions, from the sky and the earth at the same time——

"Stop running?"

"Don't run away!" The robed human race smiled and spat out the wild grass in his mouth, "You seem to have found a way to track me, and it seems that you can't run away."

As he spoke, he slowly drew out his long sword.

"Wait a bit, maybe I can kill a god today?"

He pointed the tip of his sword at the barbarian god: "Human race, Immortal Langfei."

The corner of the manly god's mouth was slightly raised, he raised one hand, held it flat to his chest, and then pressed down, a black space suddenly appeared out of thin air, and expanded rapidly, covering hundreds of miles around in an instant, and also enveloping Lang Feixian went in. Afterwards, the black space disappeared, and the figures of Man Shen and Lang Fei Xian also disappeared in place. The Man Grass was picked up by the Barbarian Wind again, as if nothing had happened.

...

Lang Feixian glanced at the space he was in, it seemed to be a void.

"Holy war domain." Lang Feixian knew in his heart that for Cangtian and Mantian, it was impossible to repair the world scars left by the battle at the holy level, such as the yellow sand desert between Daxuan and the Western Regions. Therefore, after the agreement between the two heavens, there is still a rule, that is to fight at the holy level, and use the air mechanism to attract a piece of void as the battlefield, also known as the "Holy Battlefield".

"Block perception!" Lang Feixian soon discovered that there was something more in this jihad area, which made it impossible for others to detect it.

"Are you on guard?" Lang Feixian looked at the Manshen opposite.

The barbarian nodded: "I am very curious, why you can avoid the search!"

"So, you want to find my secret, and then steal it for yourself..." Lang Feixian smiled disdainfully, "With selfishness, how dare you call yourself a god?"

As Lang Feixian said, suddenly there was a rush of water in the void.

"I have a sword, named Hanjian Tianhe, please taste it, Lord Manshen!"

As he said that, with a wave of the long sword, a galaxy was born out of thin air, rushing towards the barbarian god. The light in the galaxy was shining brightly, as if the stars in the sky were gathered in this river, but if you look carefully, the stars are all righteous Sword Ray, converge into a river!

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!"

The long river is mighty, galloping Immortal, as if nothing can stop his castration.

The long river hides the sword, and the Sword Qi Changhe seems to cut through the void, drowning the wild gods in an instant.

There was a chaotic sound of jingling, and a majestic Qi broke out in the Sword Qi River, suddenly cutting off the Sword Qi River. With a twist of Lang Feixian's wrist, the truncated Sword Qi Changhe flew back again, lying behind Lang Feixian's back, and practiced into one body again.

"Not bad." The barbarian nodded slowly, but he was unscathed. He praised: "Below the barbarian barbarian god, there will be no more than seven barbarian kings who can block this strike! You have three points of Li Qinglian's ability back then!"

Lang Feixian smiled lightly: "The second sword!"

Said, Lang Feixian took a step back, and immediately entered the Sword Qi River. Sword Qi, the long river Setsuna, is turbulent, amidst the turbulent waves, bright moons as bright as mirrors rise from the sword river, illuminating the void;

Crescent Moon, Full Moon, Human Moon!

The sky is four o'clock in December, the moon is full and the night is missing Ye Ming!

During the breath, the long river of righteousness surged again, the twelve waning moons released the killing intent every month, and the twelve full moons released the clear brilliance every month.

"It is as bright as a flying mirror facing Dan Que, and the green smoke is exhausted to clear the brilliance."

Where is this one after another moonlight, it is clearly another one after another Sword Ray. The Crescent Moon Sword Ray is secretive and treacherous, and the Full Moon Sword Ray is majestic, but the power of each blow is the same, and the power of each sword is comparable to the full blow of Sword Qi Changhe just above.

The Sword Ray shone, the moonlight was scorching, and the endless rays of light hit the barbarian body. In an instant, the barbarian's clothes condensed with Blood Qi burst, and wounds appeared on the barbarian body, and he turned into a blood man in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the contempt in Man Shen's eyes disappeared, and turned into a serious expression. He clenched his fists with all four hands and punched them hard at the same time. A huge energy mechanism was released, and the void suddenly became turbulent. Then he stretched out his two hands, as if grasping the two corners of the space, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and roared With a sound, both hands pulled down hard, and a series of explosions and thunder came from the space. The void was shaken open by him like a curtain, and the attacks from the moonlight were completely annihilated by the fluctuations of the void! This fluctuation spread to the Sword Qi long river, and in an instant Sword Qi bright moons shattered and fell into the long river again.

At the same time, fluctuations of almost the same power rushed towards the Manshen, only two "bang bang" sounds were heard, and the two palms holding the space were shattered by the force of the backlash.

"Very good." The barbarian god said, "If you can force this god to take action, you will hurt yourself. You are still the first person. I take back what I just said. There are no more than three people below the barbarian gods who can fight you. !"

"Seven times as good as Li Qinglian back then!"

"You have the right to know the name of this god. Remember, the one who killed you, Man God Tu Nan!"

The long river of Sword Qi seemed unable to support it, and slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of Lang Feixian. At this time, Lang Feixian was pale, as if the two blows just now had consumed all his strength. He coughed twice, a stream of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he also let out a long sigh.

"Sure enough, it's too difficult to kill a god."

He raised his hand, looked at the Man God Tanan weakly, and smiled again.

"Tanan Barbarian God, don't worry."

"I have a third sword here!"

After the words fell, the long sword Sword Ray in Fairy Langfei's hand suddenly rose!

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