I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

There is little rain in the north, but Dongcang City is different.

Close to the vast expanse of blue waves, a gust of wind blows from the sea, carrying a lot of moisture. Whenever the harsh winter passes, the endless ice fields in the barbaric world no longer howl, and the barbaric wind from the north is blocked by the high mountains of Daye Ridge, so it has no power.

At this time, the wind from the East China Sea found a way forward, crossed the hundreds of miles that was less than a leap, and hugged Dongcang City. Warm and gentle, like a mother opening her arms to welcome a child returning from the battlefield.

It turned into wind and gently rubbed away the tense nerves of Dongcang City; it turned into rain and gently washed away the condensed Blood Qi.

The light rain is as moist as crisp, and the grass looks like nothing in the distance.

There are madmen drinking in the rain, and poets singing in the wind.

Bright oiled paper umbrellas are opened one after another, like flowers blooming, splendid the broad avenues and beautiful quiet alleys.

At this moment, the city is full of flowers.

This is not Jiangnan, this is Dongcang.

spring is coming.

...

Mastiff Lingling held an umbrella, and followed the famous former honored guest and young man of the current owner's house step by step, trying to use the umbrella to cover all the fine strands of rain that fell.

A year of unlucky luck, Mastiff Lingling is naturally aware of it. But I didn't expect it to be so serious. However, in just one day, the little ancestor in front of him who could call the wind and call the rain in his eyes was overworked and injured, and he was choking even when he took a breath. It is easy for Monster Qi to avoid rain, but what if Monster Qi collides?

Ignoring the carefulness beside him, Chen Luo was in a good mood at this moment, humming a little song softly. "Eighteen Touches" is absolutely not daring to sing, how can a handsome twenty-year-old boy speak that kind of accent? Thinking about it, only Lang Feixian, a vicissitudes uncle who can see "I have stories and wine" at a glance, can make people taste a little refined in the vulgarity of the market. People say that the vulgar is the elegant, but it is so.

Walking on the streets of Dongcang, everyone who came and went saw the City Lord. But no one came up to worship, most of them bowed silently, and then they did what they had to do.

Master Hou, after seeing him many times, naturally he has no sense of awe. He usually mixes with the crowd drinking and listening to books, and when he is happy, it is not uncommon for him to reward the storyteller. Some people even call him the shame of a literati in front of his face, and he shrugs his shoulders, showing off all kinds of weird blades, The appearance of owed makes people itch with hatred.

Chen Luo's trip is to meet with Daoist Shangshan, since he has accepted the other party's suggestion and accepted the favor, he must thank him face to face. Although it's only a few hundred meters away, it's enough sincerity to meet him at the risk of death.

In addition, he was about to leave the city, and Chen Luo also wanted to take another walk in Dongcang.

...

"Chen Daoist has made a decision?" Daoist Shangshan was a little surprised by Chen Luo's arrival, but he soon knew what Chen Luo was coming for, and hurriedly welcomed him into the house. I drank a cup of tea. Mastiff Lingling stood beside Chen Luo with her hands tied, always on guard for accidents.

"Lao Daojun and the senior of Dao Palace pointed out a way for me before." Chen Luo nodded and said, "I have agreed with my senior brother and senior sister that I will leave the city soon. I am here to pay my respects to Daojun, firstly to thank you, and secondly to say goodbye. "

Daoist Shangshan nodded and said "You're welcome", then took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it on the table by Chen Luo's hand.

"I originally planned to give this object to the Taoist master when he left. Since the Taoist master is also leaving, then it is time."

"What is this?" Chen Luo naturally couldn't take the porcelain vase directly and began to look at it, but couldn't bear curiosity, so he asked.

Daoist Shangshan said with a smile: "This was originally a gift prepared by Dao Palace for Chen Daoist's agreement to integrate into Daomen Avenue. However, when deducing with Dao Palace senior before, that senior predicted that Daoist Master would travel far, so he passed down a decree to let poor Daoist Give this gift."

"As for what it is, Daoist Chen will know when he opens it."

Chen Luo was slightly taken aback, took the bottle, took off the cork, and poured the bottle out, and three beans appeared.

Red beans, mung beans, soybeans.

"This is?"

"Scattering beans into soldiers?" Mastiff Lingling said suddenly.

"Exactly." Shang Shan props nodded: "This is the immortal soldier bean seed carefully cultivated by our Taoist sect, and it is the marshal of the bean soldier. The Taoist master can try to recognize the master with his soul."

Hearing this, Chen Luo immediately mobilized a ray of spirit to land on the three beans. The beans seemed to have been refined by someone, so Chen Luo could only stamp them, leaving a brand on the three beans in an instant.

Immediately, the three beans swayed slightly, turned into a red, a blue, and a yellow gas and flew out, and landed in front of Chen Luo, turning into three figures.

As soon as the three Daoist figures appeared, they knelt down on one knee towards Chen Luo and said in unison: "Red Doudou (Mung Doudou, Huang Doudou) has seen the master!"

Chen Luo took a closer look, and saw that Hong Doudou was wearing a red armor and had a strong figure; Mung Doudou was in the form of a delicate woman in green clothes and skirts; Huang Doudou looked only eleven or twelve years old, with hanging eyebrows and drooping No matter how you look at it, he is an unlucky child.

"Master Hou, these three are all Daoist Cultivation Bases." Mastiff Lingling's pupils shrank, and he sensed the aura in the other party's body, and his heart couldn't help beating. Can this door mass-produce "nine thousand miles" Taoist soldiers?

Daojun Shangshan looked as usual, pointed at the three Dou Marshals and introduced: "Red Doudou, Taoist charms are engraved all over his body, and a charm is a First Stage attack."

"Mung Doudou, the Qi of Medicine Pill is cultivated, and it is a poison in one breath."

"Soybean, master the forty-nine formation, you can trap, kill, and defend."

"Marshal Dou Bing, each one is equivalent to a seventh-rank Taoist monarch. The Dao Palace has cultivated a total of nine, and these three are presented to Daoist Chen."

Chen Luo hurriedly got up to thank you, and then looked at the three Marshal Dou: "I will be there for you later."

The three bean marshals returned the gift together, and then turned into three beans again. Chen Luo then carefully put the three beans into a porcelain bottle and put them close to his body.

Thanks, farewell, even the farewell gift was accepted, Chen Luo couldn't stay any longer, so he saluted again, and left Shangshan Daojun's residence with Mastiff Lingling.

"Master Hou, why did you leave in such a hurry?" Mastiff Lingling followed Chen Luo out, wondering, shouldn't it be reasonable to say a few more pleasantries?

The Taoist incense hasn't been lit for long.

Chen Luo coughed twice, and said softly: "I suddenly remembered, Dao Palace has prepared a gift for me, will the church not have it?"

"Hurry up and say goodbye to Mr. Untired, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

...

The above statement is of course a joke, but if there is a gift in the church, Chen Luo will naturally be disrespectful, but unfortunately, there is no gift, but Mr. Untired sent a message.

"Tenth on the blood list?" Chen Luo frowned slightly, "What is that?"

"It's the assassination list set by the Barbarian Golden Tentacle City, and each rank has a corresponding reward." Mr. Untired still looked haggard, and explained seriously, "The tenth reward is enough to make a royal tribe's heart beat." .”

Speaking of this, Mr. Untired thought for a while, then decided to start from the beginning, and said slowly: "The ancestral system of the barbarians has four levels: Tian, ​​Khan, King, and Marquis."

"Among them, the Ministry of Heaven has a total of four schools, which are not easy through the ages. They are the high-ranking Manshen Palace and the Mantian Temple, and the Second Sun and Moon Division, which is known as the lord of the barbarians. The Second Division of the Sun and Moon is in charge of the Golden Tent City and controls the Great Barbarian City. The core of the formation, no matter how the barbarian situation changes, is the supreme ruler of the barbarians."

"However, many years ago, the barbarians had a war between the sun and the moon, and the Moon Department was squeezed out of the Golden Tent City. At present, it has just received the false name of the Heavenly Department. Perhaps it can't even compare with the stronger Khan Department."

"Under the Ministry of Heaven are the Eight Great Khans, and this winter battle was triggered by the Khans."

"The royal tribe is a tribe with a population of not less than ten million. Not to mention the royal tribe, in fact, some powerful royal tribes may be only one line behind the Khan tribe in strength. The huge number of royal tribes is the real heritage of the barbarians .”

"The Hou tribe is a tribe with a population of more than 100,000, which is eligible to compete for the qualification to enter the city. Those tribes that do not enter the stream often directly belong to the Hou tribe."

Speaking of this, Mr. Untiring paused for a moment: "So, tenth in the blood list is very dangerous."

Chen Luo had nothing to hold back, and asked directly, "Why are you only in the top ten?"

Am I not standing high enough?

Mr. Untiring choked for a moment. After many years, he heard that some people disliked the low ranking of own blood list, so he could only continue to explain: "The ranking of the Golden Tent City is determined based on the potential harm to the barbaric city. Those who can enter the top ten are basically They are all great Confucianists, and they are great Confucianists who have great hope of becoming a saint."

"For example, your elder brother Lang Feixian is ranked fifth in the blood list."

"You are only six thousand miles. Since the establishment of the blood list, there are only two people who can enter the blood list with six thousand miles!"

"Li Qinglian, Su Poxian!"

Only then did Chen Luo dispel his doubts, and asked, "Who is currently number one on the blood list?"

"Han Bingxiang!"

"What about the second?"

"King Xin Bei!"

"What about the third?"

Mr. Untiring looked at Chen Luo: "The blood list is not some deep secret, Daoist Chen can ask Zhenxuan Division for a copy."

Chen Luo smiled awkwardly, arched his cupped hands: "I was curious for a while, I couldn't hold it back, I'm taking the liberty."

"No problem."

"However, there is one thing I don't understand, and I would like to ask Mr. Untiring to clarify." Chen Luo seemed to have thought of something, and asked again.

Mr. Untiring nodded: "Please tell me."

"The barbarians are very different from us in appearance, and the human race is strictly guarding against the barbarians. Is there any point in the blood list they made? They can't be assassinated!"

"Chen Daoist must not have such an idea." Mr. Untired shook his head slightly, "There are always some people in the human race, who either take advantage of the barbarians, or are angry at the unfairness of the human race, and some people read wrong things, and feel more and more that the sky The eyeless barbarian has the right way, and is willing to be that monster with human skin and brutal heart. These are the forces that barbarians can drive."

"Then there is the barbarian girl among the barbarians. Those with pure blood can practice the technique of 'closing the eyes', closing the barbarian eyes behind or behind the head, making it easier to have facial features. In addition to being infertile with the human race, they can also confuse their eyes and hide in the Among the human race."

"In short, when you meet a beautiful woman, be very careful." Finally, Mr. Untiring said solemnly.

Chen Luo straightened his body and replied: "Mr. Luo has remembered the teaching. Don't worry, sir, Luo is not that kind of person!"

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