I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The Qingbo River is mighty and mighty. After running for thousands of miles, it seems that a bloody young man has grown into a steady man. It slowly bypasses Lin'an City in Yuzhou and continues eastward.

The banks of the river are full of emerald green willows. In the early spring of February at this time, if it were in the northern region, the ice and snow would still be melting. But in Lin'an City, deep in the southern region, grass has already grown and warblers are flying. A gust of river wind blows, and the willows flutter, just like the waists and limbs of countless beautiful women swaying, which is too beautiful to behold. He Zhizhang, a great Confucian in the former dynasty, once saw the scene and wrote the eternal sentence "I don't know who will cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors".

Lin'an City was built around a lake, and it is said that it is related to the first woman of the human race, the semi-holy woman. At that time, Fuhao chased the Yaozu so far, and the Yaozu poisoned the Qingbo River, wanting to poison and kill the tribe's army. Fu Hao moved tens of thousands of miles away to the Rootless Lake in the East China Sea, and broke through the vicious attack of the monster clan. Thousands of years have passed, Fuhao has passed away, and only a Pinghu lake remains here. Because Hanzhou had not yet been conquered at that time, Yuzhou was the extreme western territory of the human race, so it was named West Lake.

At this time, the sky was just right, and there was a lake-watching tower beside the West Lake, and the lake-watching tower was crowded with people. No matter whether it is a wealthy businessman in rich clothes, or a peddler in coarse linen, from an octogenarian with white hair, to a young boy with yellow hair, all of them listened intently to the thin old man on the stage. The thin old man looked fifty or sixty years old, his face was full of red, and his blue cloth robe had long been washed and faded, he could only hear the clear and clear voice in his mouth——

"Young people are the most heroic, and they find a new way to bloom strange flowers. If it weren't for the luck of the human race, how could Chen Luo save thousands of families!"

The old man who spoke was very angry, and then said: "This doggerel is about the opening of the Martial Dao by Chen Wuhou, the lord of Dongcang City. Let's continue from the previous chapter, that Chen Wuhou left Beijing to go north, and thousands of people sent him off. The three first rank The Great Confucianists each donated 800 miles of spring breeze, 800 miles of light, and 800 miles of smooth roads, not to mention for the time being, but Chen Wuhou said that while walking on the canal at night, he saw the lights of the boats swaying, and chanted the poem "Fishing Lanterns of Resoluteness", which is now spread all over Daxuan."

"When the moon is dark, you can see the fishing lamp, and there is a little firefly in the solitary light. The slight wind and waves make the river full of stars."

"Nowadays, martial arts halls are spread all over the world, and martial arts schools and military academies compete with each other. Countless people who can't 'understand' Talent have embarked on the road of Practitioner. It really is full of stars."

"Today is the second volume of "The Record of the Red Dust", and I will explain it to you."

"The good boy is showing off his power in the Northern Territory, and the handsome Marquis Dongcang is standing up!"

As he said that, the thin old man clapped Xingmu in his hand heavily, and the good show started.

"Red Dust Records", issued by King Jing's Mansion, is a collection of Wuhou Chen Luo's life anecdotes and all his current works, and was commented by Wenchang Pavilion as a must-read book for people in Martial Dao.

Sitting under the stage, Chen Luo listened with relish to the old man on the stage talking about the glorious past of Own. It was like drinking a big iced drink in summer. It was refreshing, but occasionally he would frown ——

"Huh? I've done this before?"

"Huh? When was I besieged by ten barbarians?"

"Huh? Since when did the barbarian girl start to favor me?"

"Well... I see, it's artistic processing."

Jin Guagua sat on the table and looked at Chen Luo with contempt: How boring, he came to hear about own books.

Chen Luo beckoned, and immediately Wanghulou's waiter came over. Chen Luo took out a bank note from his pocket and placed it lightly on the tray in the second hand: "The old man's book is very good. reward."

"Thank you, son!" Xiaoer immediately thanked, and Chen Luo added, "I will invite the old man to meet you at the lakeside later."

At this moment, Xiao Er showed a troubled look on his face: "Young master, the old man only talks about books and never sees customers. This is the rule."

"It's okay." Chen Luo waved his hand, took out a greeting card from his arms, and put it on the tray, "Old gentleman will see me naturally when he sees this card."

Xiao Er had a skeptical expression, but since the guest said so, he had no choice but to agree. Chen Luo glanced at the stage again before getting up to leave.

...

Back at Hupanju, Chen Luo picked up the map left by his teacher and looked at it again. In the map, Bodhi is located in the south of Yuzhou, which is why he traveled all the way to Lin'an City.

At this time, Chen Luo had already parted with his big brother Lang Feixian for three days. According to Lang Feixian's original intention, he wanted to escort Chen Luo all the way into the Yaozu, and he would not return to Lingzhou Bamboo Forest until he met the third senior brother. A Mountain Monk whose strength is not inferior to the first rank although he is not effective at times, plus the mastiff Lingling whose combat power is comparable to the second rank, three Daojun-level bean commanders who have no merit but always have hard work, hand in hand There is also a map that seals the teacher's full blow——

In the words of the elder brother, it seems that one more him is not much, and one less him is not much.

So I decisively persuaded Huilang Feixian to return to the bamboo forest to sit in town, mainly to repair the Cultivation Base as soon as possible, and now he is only second rank, what can he do!

Didn't you hear what the second senior sister said, the petals were all knocked off.

After persuading the big brother to return, Chen Luo is no longer in the car. After changing his appearance a little, Mastiff Lingling took him for a long time, and finally landed in Lin'an City.

Thousands of miles south of Lin'an City is a grand pass. In the past, when Emperor Lin was in power, the human race and the monster race cooperated happily, and it was called "Friendship Pass". Later, Martial God ascended the throne and directly changed its name to "Zhennan Pass".

After leaving the customs, it is regarded as the boundary of the monster race, and the human race calls it the Southern Wilderness.

The so-called do as the Romans do, if you want to join the Yaozu, you must have some understanding of the Yaozu. It's a pity that Mastiff Lingling is an East sea demon, and Jin Guagua grew up in Fuyun Mountain, so it is necessary to find an expert who is familiar with the monster race to give advice. Originally, Chen Luo wanted to visit the Great Confucian of Ziyang Academy in Lin'an City, but when he passed by Wanghu Tower, he happened to see a storytelling sign outside the building, so he changed his mind.

It wasn't because I saw the content of the story that I ran in to listen to the book.

While Chen Luo was thinking about it, Mastiff Lingling ran in and said, "Master, the old man is here."

Chen Luo smiled happily, put away the map, got up and walked towards the living room.

...

Chen Luo walked into the living room. The old man who was storytelling on the stage before saw Chen Luo, he was taken aback for a moment, then he got up and saluted, "Who are you? ?”

Chen Luo laughed for an hour, wiped his face, removed the illusion art on his face, and said with a smile: "Mr. Sang, don't come here without any problems!"

Do you know who this storyteller is? It was Mr. Sang Luosang who was as famous as Nanyuan Xi back then, but later determined to be a storyteller for the world and left the capital.

"Master Hou!" Sang Luo was taken aback, and then beamed with joy, and bowed quickly, "Sang Luo has seen Lord Hou!"

"Get up, get up." Chen Luo stretched out his hand to support Sang Luo, and guided Sang Luo to sit down. Then he took the main seat, and said with a chuckle, "I didn't expect to say goodbye to Kyoichi and meet again in Lin'an. It's really a fate. "

"It's the little old man who is lucky." Sang Luo looked at Chen Luo with piercing eyes, "Master Hou is in some trouble, can't he reveal his whereabouts?"

Sang Luo is an old man, seeing Chen Luo Yirong, and using Nanyuan Xi's invitation to find himself, he naturally understood something.

"It's not troublesome." Chen Luo waved his hand and said casually, "It's just convenient."

Sang Luo originally asked casually, but seeing that Chen Luo didn't want to say more, and didn't ask any more, he secretly swore in his heart that he wouldn't spread the news about meeting Chen Luo today, and then cupped his hands: "I don't know if the little old man has Where can I serve Lord Hou?"

He didn't think that Chen Luo specially invited him to talk about their friendship.

Chen Luo was not polite, nodded and said: "I have some things to deal with, and I need to go to the Yaozu. I heard from Nan Sheng that Mr. Sang traveled to the Southern Wilderness in his early years, so I would like to ask some customs of the Yaozu."

As the saying goes, familiarity is worse than life, the less people know about his trip to the Southern Wilderness, the better. On the way to Ziyang Academy, Chen Luo saw Sang Luo's name, and remembered what Nan Sheng said about the past, so he changed his mind and planned to visit Sang Luo first.

Again, I didn't go in to listen to the book because I read the content of the book.

"Your Majesty is serious." Sang Luo quickly waved his hands and said, "Master Lu Gong, who loves enlightenment the most in his life, has indeed gone deep into the Southern Wilderness, passing on the etiquette of the human race, and enlightening the monster race. The little old man is fortunate to accompany him."

It is not uncommon to civilize the monster race. Most of the supporters of the human race among the monster race now come from this group of monster race educated by the human race.

Speaking of this, there is a strange place. The human race has a very low talent, and the demon race is even lower, but no matter how low it is, there are still big demons in the three avenues of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism. Correspondingly, Martial Dao is exclusive to the human race, not to mention the pure-blooded demon race, even half-demons cannot cultivate.

It is precisely because of this that Chen Luo's name is spread among some upper echelons of the monster clan, but not well-known among the monster clan as a whole.

Sang Luo considered for a moment, and then said: "Nanhuang is called the Hundred Thousand Mountains by the monster clan. Although they are collectively called the same clan, they are not of the same family. Some people in the past said that the monster clan has three thousand three with names, and mountains without names. .”

"The taboos of various ethnic groups can be talked about for three days and three nights. This Lord Hou can understand by himself. The little old man will talk about the main situation first."

"About five thousand years ago, the demon clan gave birth to an amazing demon emperor, who returned to his ancestors and became Qilin, who unified the demon clan. After the demon emperor Qilin established the Nanhuang demon kingdom, he disappeared out of thin air in one day. Nanhuang The demon kingdom fell apart in an instant, splitting into countless demon kingdoms, large and small. The big demon kingdom was half the size of Daxuan, while the small demon kingdom was at best just a prefecture."

"At the end of the fight, a hundred kingdoms of the Yaozu were formed with the ten strongest races as the core. The internal truce of the Yaozu and the establishment of the Holy Monarch Palace represented the will of the entire Yaozu."

"The Yaozu also began to learn the system of the human race, established an administrative system, and even invited great scholars from the human race to the Southern Wilderness, and applied to send the blood of the demon race to study in the human race."

"At the most exaggerated time, many monster clans sent a large number of monster clan women to the human race to seek seeds, especially the fox clan. Once these monster clan women were pregnant, they would be brought back immediately, and if they gave birth to a half-demon queen, if they awakened, read through Talent, they focus on training, and the history of the human race is called "the rule of the half-demon". This also laid the foundation for the human race's great Confucianism to educate the demon race in the future."

"However, the Yaozu is a multi-racial alliance. Among them, there are those who are friendly to the human race, and naturally there are also those who hate or even hate the human race."

"Since Lord Hou has come to Lin'an City, he must be heading south from Zhennan Pass. I don't know where Lord Hou is going?"

Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, then replied, "It's about 1,200 miles to the south, and about 300 miles to the east. Which demon country is Mr. Sang in?"

Hearing Chen Luo's words, Sang Luo thought for a while, with a strange look on his face: "The hometown of the swan geese?"

"Mr. Sang knows?" Chen Luo was a little surprised.

Sang Luo nodded and said with a smile: "Everyone in Lin'an City who has been out of Zhennan Pass knows that after all, the story of Princess Roufu is still widely spread."

"But it's not a good place."

Chen Luo was surprised and asked quickly, "Why did you say that?"

Sang Luo coughed, and explained earnestly: "This place is a lake, known as the Eight Hundred Li Jingze Lake, which has always been the territory of the Hongyan clan."

"Back then when the Dapeng clan raided Jingze Lake, there are some doubts that no one knows. For example, the Dapeng clan's sphere of influence is five thousand miles southeast of the hanging cliff, and there are seven or eight demon kingdoms in the middle. Why not To raid Jingze Lake from thousands of miles away? Even the Golden-winged Great Peng with the most noble blood in the clan also dispatched together. It is said that at that time, the snake clan's demon country, Ten Thousand Snake Valley, was on full alert, thinking that they were going for them."

Chen Luo sighed in his heart: because the Dapeng family has noticed the ancient Buddha charm in Bodhi.

Sang Luo was just talking casually, and didn't expect Chen Luo to know the answer, so he went on to say, "It's just that strange things happened after the Hongyan clan wiped out the clan and the Dapeng clan forcibly occupied Zehu Lake."

"What's so strange?" Chen Luo was helpless, what should he do with the storyteller he brought out? Bear with it.

"All the Dapeng clan that participated in the attack, including the Golden-winged Great Peng, are all crazy!" Sang Luo sighed, "It is said that there is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, and they will rest until they die."

"The Dapeng clan thought it was the sorcery of other monster clans at first, until Peng Zu, who ordered the occupation of Jingze Lake to go to Jingze Lake, went crazy for no reason."

"Since then, the Dapeng clan has given up Jingze Lake. With the precedent of the Dapeng clan, no monster clan dares to approach, so it is almost a dead place now."

Chen Luo's eyes flickered, his soul moved, and he passed the message to the mountain monk in Fangcun Mountain: "Master, have you heard it?"

The monk who guarded the mountain knew that he was going to plant a mountain in the near future, so he didn't get into meditation all the time. He sat on the mountain peak and calmly replied: "The Dapeng family tried to cultivate with the above-mentioned ancient Buddha's rhyme, and inhaled the evil spirit of the Hearts Demon. Naturally, their minds were confused and their killing intent arose."

"That evil thought can be far away thousands of miles away, and it can infect Fangcun Mountain through countless barriers, causing the poor monk to become a demon with one thought, and invade an ordinary Pengzu, it is not difficult."

Chen Luo frowned slightly: "Can Fangcunshan handle it?"

"A square inch has its owner, the devil is one foot tall, and the Buddha is one foot tall. This is the truth, don't worry!"

Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the mountain monk's words, and heard Sang Luo's introduction again: "However, Lord Hou, if you want to go to the ancestral land of the swan goose, there are still First Stage matters that need to be clarified."

Chen Luo asked: "What matter..."

"I want to know..." Sang Luo had just said a few words, but she suddenly reacted and laughed, "I'm used to it."

"Now the 800-mile Jingze Lake has an owner."

Chen Luo was taken aback: "Didn't you say that the Dapeng clan has withdrawn?"

Sang Luo nodded: "It's been withdrawn. But in the past thirty years, a new force has sprung up outside Zhennan Pass, led by three Great Saints, who claim to be brothers. In just ten years of hard work, they brought three All demon kingdoms, large and small, were wiped out within a thousand miles, and a new demon kingdom was established, called "Sizhu". This Zehu Lake is within Sizhu's country."

"As far as the little old man knows, Si Zhuguo has turned Jingze Lake into a forbidden area, and people are not allowed to approach it without permission. If Hou Ye just strolled around, he might find a way to accommodate it, but if he wants to do something there, It requires the approval of the three heads of the Sizhu Kingdom."

Seeing Chen Luo frowned, Sang Luo quickly explained: "However, you don't have to worry too much. Judging from Si Zhuguo's attitude, he is still friendly to the human race. The imperial court also intends to use Si Zhuguo as a city wall in Yuzhou , as a buffer when the monster race invaded, so they secretly gave them a lot of support."

"It is said that most of the people in Si Zhu's country are half-demons who have been excluded by other races within the demon clan. The so-called Si Zhu means exile by the leader."

"It is worth mentioning that most of the half-demons in Si Zhuguo have awakened the 'Through Reading' talent, so their writing style is extremely prosperous, and they are extremely fond of splendid articles and poems, and they seem to surpass Qingqiu. To tell you the truth, you are now The number one person who is praised from country to country."

"With Master Hou's Splendid Culture, even if he changes his name and does not reveal his real identity, he can still be popular among the courts. It will be much more convenient to discuss the matter of Jingze Lake then."

Hearing this, Chen Luo seemed to smell a strong smell of routine.

"Si Zhuguo? Jingze Lake?"

"Extreme literary style?"

I always feel that it is directed at myself, but there is no evidence.