I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

"Can't people know?"

Chen Luo looked around.

Well, a flower, a tree, a house...

No, it's a flower, a dragon, a ghost, and there really is no one else but myself.

Ignoring Chen Luo's wild thoughts, the phantom of Lang Feixian walked up to Chen Luo, "Be sure to remember, I understand."

Chen Luo nodded: "Brother, I remember." Then he asked, "Why?"

Lang Feixian glanced at Zhong Kui, and continued: "Little brother, how much do you know about Netherland?"

"Well, the place where the long river of life must pass." Chen Luo thought for a while, there is no such thing as a nether world in this world, except that he knows that the long river of life connects the sun and the underworld in the dark, and he has no cognition.

Seeing Chen Luo's appearance, Yun Siyao explained: "Everything in the world, no matter people, monsters, savages, or dragons, the source of life is a little aura, and this aura is also called the imprint of life."

"Leaving aside those existences that do not enter the long river of life and turn into ghosts, the normal life imprint enters the long river of life, and will follow the long river of life to swim between the sun and the underworld."

"Therefore, Netherland is the key to life and death."

"That's right!" Lang Feixian continued, "Entering the nether world with the flesh body has always been the unique method of Buddhism. It is also the core method for them to advance nine thousand miles to reach the 'Bodhisattva realm'."

"Little brother, you spread the Martial Dao new Buddha through Shaolin. They can still swallow it under the suppression of Confucianism and Taoism. After all, the new Buddhist teachings cannot be practiced. It is still your Martial Dao."

"But entering the netherworld physically is equivalent to touching their 'Samsara' roots, which is too dangerous for you!"

"This secret must be kept!"

"Do you remember?"

Chen Luo listened to Lang Feixian's rambling, and felt warm in his heart. He nodded again seriously: "Brother, don't worry, I will remember."

After finishing speaking, he looked dejected again: "Then this supernatural power..."

"It's just a supernatural power to defend the soul!" Yun Siyao said, "Even if we didn't enter this space, we wouldn't know that this is the passage to the Netherland!"

As she spoke, she looked at Zhong Kui, and suddenly saluted slightly: "Master Zhong, the little girl has something to ask for!"

Zhong Kui hurriedly returned the salute, with a panicked tone: "Mr. Yun, don't be like this! You are the lord's senior sister, and you are also Zhong's nobleman. You don't need to ask for help. As long as Zhong can do what he can, he must do his best."

Yun Siyao nodded: "Mr. Zhong, please keep guarding this space in the future. If the younger brother is attacked by someone's spirit and has no choice but to show up, please ask Mr. Zhong to show up, pretending that the core of the supernatural power is Mr. Zhong absorbing the attack of the spirit. It's a way to hide people's eyes."

Chen Luo blinked: Three skills!

"It's a matter of duty!" Zhong Kui quickly replied.

This was Yun Siyao's thought again, a delicate girl who looked sixteen or seventeen years old appeared in the space, with a cold expression, she saluted Yun Siyao: "I've seen Miss!" Somewhat similar to Yun Siyao, except that the pupils of the eyes are black and white, as if there are two black and white chess pieces embedded in the eye sockets.

Yun Siyao introduced to Chen Luo: "This is my book spirit, named Zhan Yuan!"

Then she said to Zhan Yuan: "From today onwards, you will guard this space together with Mr. Zhong. If anyone wants to secretly peep at the root of this space, kill him!"

"Yes!" Zhan Yuan nodded and floated to Zhong Kui's side.

Lang Feixian looked at Zhan Yuan Shuling, hesitated to speak, and then said: "Little brother, let's go."

Chen Luo looked at Zhong Kui and Zhan Yuan, and saluted, before leaving this space together.

...

Walking out of the space, Chen Luo waved his hand and closed the door. Perhaps feeling the atmosphere was a bit dignified, Lang Feixian suddenly smiled: "Oh, good news, everyone, don't be unhappy."

"At present, the supernatural power of junior brother is just a seed. If it really grows to maturity, it may be no less than the Buddhist kingdom of Bodhisattva!"

"It's so interesting to enter the nether world with your body."

"When I recover, my junior brother will open a back door for me and let me go to the Underworld!"

Chen Luo and Yun Siyao couldn't help but smile when they heard Lang Feixian's words, and they both said at the same time——

"no problem!"

"Can't!"

Yun Siyao rolled his eyes at Chen Luo, and Chen Luo quickly changed his words: "No!" Then he blinked at Lang Feixian.

Lang Feixian also blinked, and said, "What a pity!"

receive!

...

City Lord's Mansion.

Back in the study, Chen Luo sensed the soul space, and saw Zhong Kui and Zhan Yuan each occupying one side, sitting in Lotus Position, as if falling into a deep sleep, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

When Yun Siyao summoned Zhan Yuan, he noticed the look on the elder brother's face. Presumably, Zhan Yuan has a different meaning to Sixth Senior Sister.

But since the Sixth Senior Sister took it out, there was no need for him to decline, nor did he need to decline.

"Six thousand miles..." Chen Luo thought to himself.

Isn't it because he is still too weak that the senior brother and sixth senior sister are so worried?

Therefore, the six thousand miles to the sky road is imperative!

Speaking of this, Chen Luo felt helpless.

Although the blood has been raised for the third time, it is reasonable to reach the limit of Martial Dao's three thousand miles, but Chen Luo was surprised to find that the forty acupoints that had just been opened were not filled!

On weekdays, Chen Luo can only store a limited amount of mortal energy in the acupoints, so once it overflows, in order to prevent it from dissipating and wasting, he treats it as a reward for the students of the martial arts academy and the masters of Lunjian Pavilion.

Of course, a Practitioner from Martial Dao will be randomly selected on Martial Dao, give a surprise!

Recently, it has been reported in many places that a Practitioner received a teaching from a senior in his sleep, and when he woke up, his mortal energy rose a lot. In fact, the person behind this scene is Chen Luo.

It's just that forty acupuncture points have been re-opened now, and the worldly energy is not enough.

It still takes a little time to accumulate!

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!" Chen Luo muttered, "Let's get down to business."

As he spoke, Chen Luo spread out the paper and dipped it in ink.

During this period of time, it was the opening of the Martial Arts Institute, and it was time to save the senior brother. There were too many things on hand, and I really ran around here and there. Now it's time to resume and update.

The agreed "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" should also be finished.

Chen Luo picked up the pen and began to write the last chapter of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

"Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen: The master of the class teacher believes in slander, and entrusts Jiang Wei to garrison the fields to avoid disaster!"

...

Just as Chen Luo was writing vigorously, the long line of defense of the Great Wall of Righteousness.

The sound of the boundless horn came from above the barbarian plain, and soon became a sound.

Ming Dy attack, hear the horn and return!

Barbarians, retreat!

The barbarian army fled to the barbarian plain like a dark cloud, and no human army came out in pursuit!

At the same time, at the edge of the barbaric plain, one after another of Blood Qi soared into the sky, and barbarian kings appeared in the sky, quietly looking at the Great Wall of Righteousness.

At this time, at the Great Wall of Righteousness, the green energy flows upwards, and great Confucian scholars stand on the Great Wall of Righteousness.

It's just that this scene was covered by spells, and ordinary people couldn't see it when they looked up. Only the Cultivation Base, which was at least six thousand miles away, could see it.

"Hahahaha, Han Qingzhu, stay safe and sound!" A shout came from among the barbarian kings, and a fat barbarian stepped out from among the barbarian kings, wearing a crown and a cloak, and Blood Qi rushed to the night.

"Mo Erdan! This time, you lost!" Han Qingzhu also walked out from the crowd, and looked down at the barbarian army who was frantically fleeing back on the ground. It was a pity.

How many barbarians can be killed if a chase is launched at this time!

It's a pity that the human and barbarian races have been fighting for so many years, and they already have some tacit understanding on the battlefield. If he attacks and kills at this time, both the Great Confucianism and the Barbarian King will end!

At that time, it will not be the end of the Winter War, but the beginning of another great war!

Human Race, it still takes time!

These thoughts flashed through Han Qingzhu's mind for a moment, but he still looked at Mordan with disdain on his face: "Come as soon as you say, and leave as soon as you say! Is this the end?"

As he said that, Han Qingzhu pointed at a barbarian king next to Mordan, and the phantom of a writing brush suddenly appeared. Setsuna appeared, as if he had traveled through the distance of space, and appeared directly in front of the barbarian king. Remembering the other party's reaction, the tip of the pen touched the barbarian king's forehead, and an ink mark immediately appeared on the barbarian king's forehead, and then the pen mark spread rapidly, covering his whole body in a blink of an eye. Like cutting a corpse apart with a knife, it instantly turned into countless pieces of meat and fell from the air.

Han Qingzhu was taken aback for a moment. He had thought that Mordan would attack and was ready for the first blow, but now he found that all the barbarian kings, including Mordan, looked calm and there was nothing unusual.

"Huh?" Han Qingzhu frowned slightly, raised his hand, and wanted to attack again, and Mordan said again: "Han Qingzhu, enough!"

"This emperor has important matters to return to the barbarian land, so he is willing to sacrifice a barbarian king as a defeat gift for this battle!"

"If you make another move, I will not be polite. I can't stop you from killing people, and you can't stop me from killing people!"

Han Qingzhu rubbed his hands; "One is not enough!"

"Han Qingzhu, don't go too far!" Mordan yelled, "If you make an inch, I will accompany you to the end!"

"Hmph, barbarian!" Han Qingzhu snorted coldly, "All the supplies of the barbarian camps on the barbarian plain are not allowed to be transferred. My human race will receive it! This battle will be over!"

Mordan hesitated for a moment: "Seven days! The emperor gives you seven days!"

Han Qingzhu: "Also, cede a barbarian city!"

"Han Qingzhu, let's fight! The emperor is not going back!"

"Don't get excited, we'll talk about it next time when we're in the city, let's say seven days!" Han Qingzhu shrugged and said calmly.

"Hmph!" Mordan said, "Han Qingzhu, don't be complacent. Your human race is too weird in this winter battle, and our race is just unprepared."

"Wait until next winter, I hope you can still be so rampant!"

After saying that, Mordan waved his hand, and the whole person disappeared into the air, and the rest of the barbarian kings also gradually retreated.

With the disappearance of the barbarian king, this heralds the end of the Winter War!

Winter is about to pass, and spring is slowly approaching.

At this time, in mid-air, all the Confucian scholars showed joy, only Han Qingzhu's face was dignified, thoughtful...