I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Shuishan Jian, the thirty-ninth hexagram of sixty-four.

Going down to the upper ridge, the mountains are high and the water is deep, with dangers ahead.

It is beneficial to the southwest and unfavorable to the northeast. My lord, Zhenji.

...

After the rain, the sky cleared, and the long-lost sunshine shone on the sea area of ​​Dongcang, sparkling with waves.

One night, the white sail sailed away with the wind, smashing the waves on the sea surface, as if scattering a sea of ​​gold.

I remember coming by the river in late autumn, but now I am going on the waves in warm spring.

When it comes, the moon shadow is full of river stars, and when it goes, the red sun is all over the sea and gold.

After being instructed in advance, a group of Dongcang officials and Daru who were not allowed to Zhang Yang stood on a high platform some distance from the port, watching that Ye Baifan finally disappear from sight.

"The lonely sail is far away, the blue sky is gone..." Master Qin sighed, "Okay, Master Hou is not in Dongcang, I will wait and work harder. When Master Hou returns from his apprenticeship, he will see a more prosperous Dongcang City .”

After finishing speaking, he sighed again: "Finally left..."

As soon as Mr. Qin finished speaking, someone immediately nodded in agreement: "Dongcang City has been experiencing inexplicable misfortunes in the past two days. Either this house collapsed, or that mansion caught fire for no reason... It's a mess."

"That's right, Lord Hou has Heavenly Horse, but people's livelihood still needs to be done step by step, and it must be steady and steady. Go back quickly and complete the measures that Lord Hou slapped his head to complete is the right way!"

"Then stop standing there and go back to work."

"Exactly, exactly!"

In a blink of an eye, all the officials in the square disappeared, and the great Confucians who had originally planned to get together for another literary meeting looked at each other in blank dismay.

"That's... leaving?"

"The old man still has a poem to read!"

"Speaking of which, Wutang still has some trivial matters, the old man will leave first."

"Well...the Martial Academy also has something to deal with, so I'll be leaving first."

"Hey, didn't you say that you have a good excuse to see off and take a day off? Why are you so dishonest? Forget it, the old man has returned to the Ministry of Commerce. If you don't lower the lowest prices of those caravans today, the old man will cut his own way! "

"It's strange, why does this old man feel like he's enjoying himself as a human being?"

"Let's go, go back to work!"

...

The east sky is far away, and the eyes fall on the small boat.

It is said to be a small boat, but it is actually a small two-story boat. At this time, the sea breeze hits the face, the blue sea stretches as far as the eye can see, there are sea fish jumping out of the sea in the sea, and the seabirds are flying and singing in the sky, which makes people feel refreshed.

On the small boat at this time, Chen Luo and Yun Siyao were sitting on the deck playing chess, and Mastiff Lingling was waiting on the side with tea; Knowing how many paragraphs belonged to own, and how many paragraphs belonged to Li Qinglian, but he was very excited when he heard the pumpkins croaking.

This is to use the luck of the human race to dispel the punishment of Heavenly Dao's bad luck, so this is the first stop of Dongcang, and it naturally falls on Leya City, the northern hub. The current Cangle shipping line is very busy, and Chen Luo was worried about causing more trouble, so he didn't use Jinfanwei, but got mixed up with a group of ships and treated it as a small merchant ship.

"Junior brother, I won again." Yun Siyao dropped a piece, and in an instant, the pieces in three directions on the board became three.

Chen Luo scratched his head, playing backgammon with the sixth senior sister was indeed a wrong choice, and he had no gaming experience at all.

"By the way, Senior Sister, have you heard of Primordial Qi?" Chen Luo strategically changed the subject.

Yun Siyao's big beautiful eyes blinked: "What are you asking that for?"

Chen Luo began to tidy up the chessboard step by step.

As long as I cleaned up quickly, the round just now would never have happened.

"Oh, to write the three books of 'Ghosts', 'Buddhas and Demons', and 'Immortals', you need the spirit of primordial spirit." Chen Luo kept clapping his hands while explaining.

Yun Siyao didn't seem to notice Chen Luo's movements, thoughtfully, and nodded after a while: "It makes sense. Before, what you wrote was the book of mortals, martial arts skills, and the evolution of heavenly treasures is not difficult. But the Three Books to Open the Heavenly Gate really need the spirit of primordial spirit."

As she said that, she looked at Chen Luo, "You have seen the primordial aura before, it is the giant elephant outside Taiping City!"

"Heavenly Dao origin?" Chen Luo was shocked.

Is there any mistake, it was summoned by the tower bone after forcing Taiping City to sacrifice all over the city, where can I do it myself?

Hmm...Speaking of it, Bi Xi, Chi Kiu, and Yazi seem to be the Heavenly Dao spirit beasts condensed from the origin of Heavenly Dao!

No, no, the little beasts are so cute, how can they make soup?

Seeing Chen Luo's ugly face, Yun Siyao knew that he was thinking about it, so he chuckled lightly: "The aura of primordial spirit is not uncommon."

"Taking the human race as an example, Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism use elegant texts as a medium to explore Heavenly Dao through classics, and gather great power in themselves. What do you think is the essence of this?"

Chen Luo frowned tentatively: "Aura of primordial spirit?"

"The so-called reason is full of strange things. Confucianism has Confucianism, Taoism has the evolution of Taoism, and Buddhism naturally has Buddhist research. Let's say that the Confucian family has the same reason, and there are thousands of different theories. In fact, right and wrong, then It’s all decided by people. Sex is good and nature is evil has been debated for thousands of years, but it doesn’t prevent both of them from being holy!”

"Look at the Fang family, didn't their family's principles also support many semi-saints?"

"So in essence, it is nothing more than being able to use one's own principles to taste a majestic purple energy, hide it in the Confucian mind, and then evolve the power of their own principles."

"Anyone who practices the Heavenly Dao contains the primordial spirit, which is nothing more than quantity and pure quality."

Chen Luo's expression was strange: "Senior sister, could it be murder?"

Yun Siyao shook his head: "You Martial Dao, why do you want to kill at the first thought?"

"Do you still remember how the Great Confucianism Treasure came from?"

Chen Luo nodded: "Great Confucianism bred with its own culture... eh? Great Confucianism treasure!"

Chen Luo suddenly thought that great Confucian treasures also contain different truths, so the powers displayed are also very different. Is it related to the aura of primordial spirit?

Yun Siyao said: "All the treasures of truth, no matter whether they are cultural treasures, Tao treasures or Buddha treasures, are created by the master's separation of a trace of primordial energy and injecting them into them."

"So, primordial energy can be extracted from these treasures." Yun Siyao said with a smile, "However, it's very expensive."

Chen Luo's face completely darkened.

There are many treasures in his storage order, but most of them are spiritual materials. If you want to talk about great Confucian treasures, there are really not many. After all, it is not easy to forge treasures of this level, and they are all treasured by major Confucians. Even after death, it will be left to the family or disciples. There are very few that are really circulated outside. Don't say you bought it, it's something that has a price but no market.

This is true for the Confucian school with the most practitioners in the world, let alone the Taoist school, which is not short of money.

Besides, from Yun Siyao's introduction, it doesn't take much thinking to know that once the primordial energy is extracted, the treasure will be useless.

There is always a feeling of dismantling Gundam and selling scrap iron!

It feels more and more kryptonite!

"As for the monster race, it's a bit simpler. The primordial aura is naturally contained in the blood, and the deeper the cultivation, the purer the primordial aura will be." Yun Siyao thought for a while and added.

Chen Luo's gaze stayed on Mastiff Lingling for a moment, then turned away again.

"It's not easy!"

Mastiff Lingling hurriedly poured tea for Chen Luo, and echoed, "Yes, it's hard! It's really hard!"

"Wait!" Yun Siyao suddenly paused, then waved his hand, and several objects appeared on the chessboard.

Chen Luo took a closer look and saw a bald pen, an inkstone with a broken corner, and a paper fan with a broken bone.

"These are the cultural treasures that I seized before. Although the cultural treasures were destroyed by me, they only removed the above principles, and the primordial aura is still there. If they re-sacrifice and practice pregnancy and nurturing, they are expected to return to the rank of great Confucian cultural treasures. "

"It's useless for me to keep it on my body. Junior brother, let's try to refine some Primordial Qi first!"

Chen Luo immediately looked at Yun Siyao moved.

No matter how useless it is, it can be smelted into own cultural treasures, so it's not as useless as she said.

All I can say is, Senior Sister!

"Try it quickly!" Yun Siyao urged with a smile, "Second Senior Sister still has a lot of these waste treasures. Go back to the bamboo forest and ask her for some more."

"There is a difference between three thousand miles and six thousand miles. First, make a story and see how it differs from the previous book!"

As he spoke, Yun Siyao casually shot out a flash of spiritual light, and captured the method of extracting primordial energy into Chen Luo's mind. Chen Luo was not polite either, he grinned at Yun Siyao, put away the three waste treasures, turned around and walked towards the cabin.

...

Turning into the cabin, although the three treasures have been discarded, according to the magic technique transmitted by Yun Siyao, Chen Luo still sensed that each of the three discarded treasures has a source of consonance, and immediately used the method of the red dust to prepare The three waste treasures were completely destroyed, and the three primordial qi were refined, but something never expected happened.

Seeing a streak of black and yellow air rising from the bald writing brush, Chen Luo's heart ached, and the Qishangquan true meaning backlash broke out, and the red dust air in Chen Luo's hand suddenly deviated a little.

"Bang!" The dark and yellow aura instantly dissipated, and the brush turned into charcoal.

"This..." Chen Luo's face was gloomy, and the refining method was engraved into his soul, so why is it not a 100% success rate.

God, you secretly changed!

Take a long breath, don't be nervous, it's normal to be unskilled the first time, let's do it again.

As he said that, Chen Luo followed the same method to the corner-broken inkstone, and at the end of the month, the black and yellow aura was about to come out, and he was about to complete the work.

Liver hurts!

I will endure!

My lung hurts!

I can't bear it any longer.

The spirit is in a trance!

"boom!"

The inkstone is still the same square inkstone, you can't tell if it is scorched or not, it seems to be a little brittle.

Chen Luo suddenly felt distressed. At this time, it had nothing to do with the true meaning of Qishangquan. It was just looking at the brush and inkstone that looked like charcoal, and panicked with distress!

However, in the method of refining, it is clear that this kind of extraction cannot be borrowed from others, but can only be done by oneself.

If it was another time, Chen Luo would definitely let it go. But it's useless now.

This bad luck is going to go for a year!

Chen Luo thought for a while, then suddenly shouted: "Guagua, come in!"

After finishing the words, a ray of blue light flew in and landed on Chen Luo's shoulder: "Quack!"

"Add buff!"

Chen Luo immediately hit the third waste treasure, maybe because he was more proficient in the previous two times, the speed of refining was actually one-third faster.

"Okay, it's the last step again." Chen Luo concentrated on the pain in his internal organs, Chen Luo gritted his teeth and stopped, at this time the feeling of being in a trance reappeared!

This... is impossible to guard against!

At this time, Jin Guagua felt bored, so he yawned, pouted his mouth, and blew the whistle that Lang Feixian had just taught him. It was squatting on Chen Luo's shoulder, and the whistle almost blew into Chen Luo's ears, instantly awakening Chen Luo from his trance.

"It works!" Chen Luo was overjoyed, quickly concentrated his attention, and quickly completed the refining spell, a wisp of black-yellow gas floated in front of Chen Luo.

Chen Luo immediately exuded the power of the soul, wrapped this primordial energy, and collected it into the sea of ​​own soul, then took the pumpkin from his shoulder, and kissed it hard.

"Gah!"

"Quack... (My uncle is not clean anymore!)"

Chen Luo ignored Jin Guagua's complaints, and immediately closed his eyes and entered the forest of dreams.

Six Thousand Miles of Flower Forest, here I come.

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