I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

"The Master said: Learning and learning from time to time, isn't it easy to talk about it? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends come from afar? People don't know but are not stunned. Isn't it a gentleman..."

The clear and bright sound of reading came from the study, and the bluish aura of righteousness condensed in the sky above the study.

"This... is the dream of the elder brother?" Chen Luo opened his eyes, the sun was shining brightly in front of his eyes, the green mountains and clear lakes, the breeze blowing, the sound of books in his ears, and the chirping of birds, it was like a scene of Wenhua Sacred Land.

Chen Luo suddenly tilted his body, fell from a high place, and fell to the ground. Only then did he realize that his own figure was only seven or eight years old, and he appeared on a big tree at some time, and fell from the tree just now.

"It's weird, it really hurts." Chen Luo rubbed his butt.

"Ah Lang, you played truant again!" A narrow voice sounded, Chen Luo turned around, and saw a chubby boy running towards him, "Did you climb the tree to sleep again?"

Chen Luo looked at the fat boy in front of him, and gave an apologetic smile: "I fell down just now, and I can't remember clearly. Are you..."

Little Fatty was taken aback: "I'm Meng Hao, yes, yes, the master gave me a word two days ago, the word Haoran! You are Lang Fei, have you forgotten?"

"Meng Hao...so?" Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment, then noticed his own name, Langfei?

"Am I the incarnation of Eldest Brother in a dream?" Chen Luo hesitated, at this time Meng Hao put his hands on the sides of Chen Luo's head, shook it back and forth vigorously, and shouted: "Ah Lang, come back to life!" !"

Chen Luo quickly broke free from Meng Hao's hands, woke up for a while, and said, "Don't make trouble, I just remembered that you shook everything."

Meng Hao said nervously: "I told you not to sleep on a tree, but you didn't listen. Otherwise, please ask Master to take a look."

Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, intending to familiarize himself with this illusion before making any plans, so he waved his hand: "No, no, just tell me."

"What can I do then? What if my brain breaks?" Meng Hao said persistently, pulling Chen Luo up and running into the study, Chen Luo quickly grabbed Meng Hao.

"Meng Hao, what if the master finds out that I have a brain problem and prevents me from studying in the study?"

"Ah?" Meng Hao was taken aback, "No way..."

"Why not? You're not a wife!" Chen Luo said convincingly, "If you are really my friend, then help me hide this matter, and then tell me everything I should know."

"Otherwise, you will be a villain who betrayed your friends!"

"I'm not!" Little Fatty Meng Hao defended. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Chen Luo's resolute face, and nodded, "Okay! I won't take you to find the master. But you don't want to climb up again in the future." Go to sleep in the tree."

"Okay!" Chen Luo readily agreed.

Meng Hao dragged Chen Luo to a shady place and told him some basic information.

...

Listening to Meng Hao's narration, Chen Luo finally had some understanding of this dream.

In Meng Hao's description, there is no battle between humans and barbarians, but a chaos between humans and demons. The demon came from the sky on the black lotus and slaughtered the people. Both he and Meng Hao were orphans in a massacre. They were rescued by Tu Lian, the head of the study here, and brought back to the study to study and practice.

"Black lotus?" Chen Luo was a little suspicious, could it be the black lotus transformed from the evil thoughts and killing intent of the barbarian?

Chen Luo realized in his heart that the elder brother is a strange flower in a dream manifesting in human form, so he has also mastered the talent supernatural power of the Dream Dao, and this time he must be fighting the barbarian god in a dream.

If the human race is destroyed, the elder brother will lose; if the black lotus is wiped out, the elder brother will win.

"Then what can I do to help senior brother this time?" Chen Luo thought.

...

Savage.

Mastiff Lingling looked at the sleeping Chen Luo with a solemn expression.

At this time, between Chen Luo's brows, there were streaks of Blood Qi emanating from it, obviously influenced by the magic power of the dream.

The magical powers of dreams are directly aimed at the soul. Is there really no problem for this little respected guest who doesn't know his identity to just enter the soul battle between Man Shen and Lang Fei Xian?

Mastiff Lingling hesitated for a moment, and took out a petal from the sunflower bone. Although the petal was only one petal, it gave off a faint fragrance as soon as it was taken out.

This is the petal of the soul-fixing flower, which has the effect of calming the soul. He exchanged it at a high price, and it was originally intended to be exchanged for Blood Essence. Mastiff Lingling gritted his teeth, squeezed Chen Luo's mouth open, and put the soul-fixing petal into Chen Luo's mouth.

"It's a crime... this petal must also be recorded!" Mastiff Lingling said with gritted teeth.

...

In the blink of an eye, it has been years in the dream.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Luo has grown into a young man. In Chen Luo's impression, the peach blossoms behind the mountain bloomed ten times and thanked ten times.

"Ten years!" Sitting on a big tree with a weed in his mouth, Chen Luo looked at the rising red sun in the sky. Years, it seems that it is just a blink of an eye, and ten years have passed without paying attention.

"I haven't left this place within ten miles for ten years, so I should go for a walk! I'm looking for the Qinglian that the senior brother said!" Chen Luo stretched his waist, and suddenly heard a voice: "Ah Lang, go hunting!"

Meng Hao, who had also grown up, ran under the big tree, raised his head and shouted. At this time, Meng Hao had also grown into a strong young man, with awe-inspiring righteousness in his brows.

Chen Luo grinned, spat out the grass roots in his mouth, replied "Okay" and was about to turn over and jump off, suddenly a sense of coolness rose in his mind, making Chen Luo pause, and immediately fell off the tree down.

"Ah Lang!" Startled, Meng Hao raised his hand, and a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, supporting Chen Luo's figure, and slowly landed on the ground.

"It's the Cultivation Base of the Master Realm, how could it still fall from the tree!" Meng Hao complained.

Chen Luo felt a scent of flowers coming from his mouth, he raised his head, and suddenly felt that Meng Hao in front of him was a little blurry, and he turned his head to look at the study in the distance, only to feel that the righteous cloud above the study suddenly became turbid. While Chen Luo was wondering, the sky suddenly darkened, as if a hood had covered the sky.

The day is reversed, and the night falls.

At the same time, the green lake surrounding the study suddenly set off waves, and black lotus flowers appeared on the lake, as if an army of black lotuses had wrapped the study. At the same time, black figures descended from the sky and landed on the ground. Inside the study.

Hong Zhong and Da Lu in the study sounded at the same time, and a majestic voice resounded——

"Black lotus invasion, all students, fight to the death with me!"

"Damn it! The Black Lotus Demon discovered the enchantment of the study!" Meng Hao cursed, and looked at Chen Luo: "Ah Lang, let's go!"

Chen Luo nodded subconsciously, and was about to go back to the study with Meng Haoran, when suddenly he saw Daoist shadow flying out of the study, heading straight for the green lake outside the study.

Meng Hao stepped forward to stop a student from the study, and asked, "Where is your brother going?"

"The head of the mountain has an order. There is a spirit of teleportation hidden in the black lotus of Cuihu Lake. The students in the study find the spirit of teleportation and stop the black lotus for foreign aid!"

After saying that, the student ignored Meng Hao and went straight to Cuihu Lake.

Meng Hao glanced at Chen Luo, Chen Luo frowned even tighter, but quickly gave Meng Haoran an answer: "Go to Cuihu!"

...

Outside, the mastiff spirit breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Chen Luo's black air between his brows had begun to fade, and his face stretched a little.

"Huh... I should have found a flaw." Mastiff Lingling murmured, "Don't make any more moths, I don't have a second petal of the Immobilizing Soul Flower!"

...

dream.

On the emerald lake, at this time there are many figures, no less than a hundred students from the study shuttle between the black lotus on the emerald lake.

A student in charge of affairs saw Chen Luo and Meng Hao, and quickly sent a voice transmission: "The black lotus in front of me is illusory, use Divine Sense to probe in and find the real black lotus."

"If it's a fake black lotus, just mark it! If you find a real black lotus, report it to me quickly, and I'll kill it!"

Meng Hao and Chen Luo nodded, and also flew into the lake, floating above the water.

"Alang, split up!" Meng Hao yelled, and walked in another direction, while Chen Luo flew towards the depths of Cuihu Lake without stopping.

Chen Luo passed by black lotus flowers that had been marked, and finally came to the center of the lake. He looked around and identified an unmarked black lotus. Among the lotus...

...

Chen Luo's eyes blurred, and the night turned into day again. At this time, he was floating above a flat lake, and peach blossoms were in full bloom on the shore, and the fragrance of flowers was ten miles away.

On the shore of Pinghu Lake, a small boat was about to set off. A Confucian scholar in green shirt sat on the prow of the boat, pouring himself a drink in front of ten miles of peach blossoms.

"This is..." Chen Luo wanted to get closer, but found that no matter how he walked, he seemed to stay in place, and could only watch this scene from a distance.

Suddenly, there was singing from the shore, followed by a clear voice: "Brother Li, Wang is late!"

A middle-aged Confucian scholar came from the peach blossom grove, followed by a group of servants, carrying several wine jars, the aroma of wine was overwhelming.

"Brother Li, but Mr. Wang didn't treat you well?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar bowed and saluted, and the handsome Confucian scholar on the small boat also stood up and saluted, and said with a smile, "Brother Wang is serious."

"The sky has already entered my heart, so I want to go to Mantian for a walk, and see if Mantian is worthy of my eyes!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said with a smile: "With the heavens in mind, looking down on the barbarians, it really is the demeanor of a banished immortal. I have nothing to give away, only these twenty altars of five-hundred-year-old peach blossom wine can still be seen, and I am here to give it to brother Qinglian. Row!"

"Hahahaha..." Li Qinglian laughed loudly, "Sending off with fine wine is a joy in life!"

"Qinglian is about to sail in a boat,"

"Suddenly I heard the sound of singing on the shore."

"The Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep,"

"It's not as good as Wang Lun's love for me!"

"Brother Wang, come, come, drink with me for ten thousand years!"

...

Chen Luo suddenly woke up from the black lotus illusion, and the look of doubt on his face became more intense.

Why did I see Li Qinglian in the black lotus?

Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, and stamped the black lotus, although he found another black lotus, and put Divine Sense into it...

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