I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The article "Jiao Na" quickly spread across the Southern Wilderness at an unimaginable speed, but when a famous monster tribe benefited from the strange article, the nobles of all races had to face a choice-whether to go to the square inch meeting or not ?

Let's go, let's not talk about what conditions Bai Mo will raise, but continuing to promote Bai Mo's articles is definitely a must. If it's just Bai Mo's article, it's fine, but the key is that the people who explain the article always carry private goods!

What is benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, what is gentle, courteous and frugal, the key is that this thing is still a system, and brainwashing is fast.

You say, don’t let them teach it... Then who will teach it, Yawen is something that Heavenly Dao gave to the human race!

Don't think that just being able to read is enough. Take a closer look at Bai Mo's article. It uses allusions and idioms. If you don't receive higher education, who can understand it!

If you want to de-humanize like this, what the hell.

But don't go? Just kidding, people in the demon country study every day, and then practice for a long time, how can you resist when you look back?

Without waiting for other demon kingdoms to turn around and eat you up, the grassroots demon clans under me probably have only two choices, either treason or riot.

Don't think that there are only Fox Demons in Qingqiu Country, and don't think that Yuyuan Country is full of snake spirits...

Therefore, going is a must. The question is how to go and how to go. This is the key point.

For a moment, Nanhuang's eyes fell on those major demon nations that were putting all their efforts in the demon clan.

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"My lord, let me tell you, Bai Ze, Ruan Yin, we will ring the bell to pick me up as soon as we pass by, and the bell is always ringing, bang bang bang, and my head is buzzing at that time. But what? , Brother is not afraid, just order some wine, get some garlic, relatives and friends will have a meal, and they will climb up and kiss. Now in Fangcun Mountain, it’s easy to mention me."

"This matter, you just listen to me, go to Curry to fiddle with it, and organize everything that is delicious and useful, and I will just pull it there. No storage bag, just use a car to pull it, let's do a small ceremony , Arrange it clearly for my brother Bai Ze."

"Don't take those stick ginseng, it's unlucky. Those who became spirits returned the flag of the entire demon country, but they copied the Human Race Eight Trigrams and didn't understand it. They copied a big ominous hexagram. Now they can't give them as gifts. , Knock out!"

"Okay, that's probably the case. If you tell that person to quickly load the presents into the car, I'll hurry back!"

"I heard that foxes, monkeys, and snake spirits, if they want to show their respect, they stopped flying and changed to the aisle. Can we, Big Bear, do some work? I'm going too...Hurry up, time is running out!"

"Crack!" The huge bear's paw hit Xiong Mang's head, and the ruler of the Xiong Clan stared at Xiong Mang: "Who are you talking about?"

"When I came up, I was dumbfounded by the babbling. Are you the lord or I am the lord!"

"I went to Fangcun Mountain and came back. I don't know what my last name is, do I?"

"Give me back five and six, what a shame!"

Xiong Mang scratched his head, and said with a smile: "It's a little presumptuous."

"But it's true."

"I know, I know." The head of the Xiong clan nodded, "I have already calculated it with my wife."

"What does my second sister say?" Xiong Mang asked hastily.

"Pa" came down with another slap, and the leader of the Xiong clan said angrily: "Why does she say it's important! The old ladies just take care of the children, our demon country, our family, the masters are the masters!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Xiong Mang quickly echoed, "What are you talking about, then?"

"She said, Fang Cunshan's thigh needs to be hugged."

"That's right... I'll just say..." Xiong Mang was about to boast, but the leader of the Xiong Clan shook his head, "Your second sister chatted with other wives."

"It's rare to have a book that our bear dolls can understand, it's not easy!"

"Maybe some gentle bears will come out."

"The old women have already settled this matter. I just want you to go over and ask if Bai Ze has a wife? If not, we have a lot of good girls in the Xiong clan, each with big breasts and big buttocks, and it is guaranteed to have a litter of cubs."

Xiong Mang thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "Well, Bai Ze, Sao Fox and Sao Snake Spirit, didn't stay on the mountain. I guess they like strong flavors. I'll try it."

"Choose a few good-looking ones, and bring the photos with you, and I'll send them to Brother Bai Ze."

...

Meanwhile, Akiho Yoshizawa.

There were whips, followed by screams.

At the Jingze Poetry Conference, Jin Chen of the Dapeng clan who had conflicts with Chen Luo was hanged upside down on a giant tree at this time, and a vulture Great Saint was holding a long whip and was beating Jin Chen over and over again.

For a while, Peng Yu flew wildly, and after a full hour, the dying Jin Chen was let down from the tree.

A blond old man came slowly, looked at Jin Chen lying on the ground, and said, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Grandpa, grandson knows it's wrong." Jin Chen said weakly.

"What's wrong?" The blond-haired old man continued to ask.

"Grandson, you shouldn't be in conflict with Bai Ze!" Jin Chen replied.

The blond old man shook his head slightly: "You still don't understand."

"If there is a conflict, there will be a conflict. You are wrong. You didn't win!"

"You didn't win the Jingze poetry competition, and you didn't win the martial arts competition either!"

"These are not big problems, but the problem is that your opponent is stronger."

"How long has it been? Because of the sudden change in the situation of that little Bai Ze in Nanhuang, even my Dapeng clan has to please him, flatter him, and ask him to grant us the ability to recite the articles written by him." s right."

"Now, my Dapeng family is going to Fangcun Mountain to answer his call. So, whether he cares or not, you have to eat this hardship, not only eat it, but also remember it firmly!"

"The opponent you once had the opportunity to kill, now just because we want to show our sincerity to him, we will let you escape from death."

"Do you remember this lesson?"

Jin Chen reluctantly stood up: "Grandson remembers."

The blond old man nodded: "Okay, take a rest and set off for Fangcun Mountain with me."

"The scars remain, and if necessary, I need to take a look at the little Bai Ze. If there is recovery on the way, the old man will personally take action."

"Yes!" Jin Chen lowered his head and clenched his fists.

...

In the central part of the Southern Wilderness, in the vast area bordering the Jingzhou of the human race, there is a forest of giant trees that cannot even be penetrated by sunlight.

Here is the ancestral land of the wolf clan, the blood devoured the forest.

At this moment, a huge old castle in the middle of the Blood Devouring Forest was brightly lit. In the castle hall, a huge silver giant wolf was lying on the fur of an unknown giant beast, and below him were dozens of wolf monsters of different bloodlines.

"Wolf Lord, my Moon Wolf lineage is willing to attack Fangcun Mountain by surprise, kill Bai Ze, and put an end to those foolish thoughts."

"Wolf Lord, from my point of view, we are now dispatching a wolf army to intercept and kill the missionary group of the small clan, so as to frighten them."

"Wolf Lord, why not go to war with Si Zhuguo directly, threaten them to hand over Bai Ze, and put Bai Ze under the control of our Wolf Lord."

Pleadings full of murderous intent came out from the mouths of the wolves, and the giant silver wolf on the seat squinted his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, and did not hear the discussion below at all.

He didn't make a sound, but the discussion below became more and more noisy. Suddenly, Silver Wolf opened his eyes and said lightly: "Stop making noise."

There was a long silence, all looking at the silver wolf.

Silver Wolf yawned: "Send someone to attend the square inch meeting."

"If there is stronger power, why should my wolf clan give up?"

The pack of wolves looked at the silver wolf, none of the wolf monsters showed doubts on their faces, and they all lowered their heads: "Yes, wolf lord!"

The silver wolf nodded, and closed his eyes again, and at the same time, an extremely ugly embarrassment with short front legs appeared from behind the silver wolf.

The pack of wolves saluted again, stood up and shouted: "I have seen you!"

There was a smile on that ugly and ugly face, and a warm and soft voice that was completely different from the ugly one said: "Leaders, don't be confused."

"I, the Wolf Clan, since I use the name of thinking about the Monster Clan, I naturally want to support all things that are beneficial to the Monster Clan."

"This is the only way to gather the demon clan's luck."

"One moment and another moment. I went to Fangcun Mountain, but it doesn't mean I can't come down..."

Silver Wolf stretched out his paws, carefully rubbed Hao into his arms, and said softly, "Say more to these fools."

The pack of wolves looked at each other, all smiled lightly, and then exited the Great Hall of the ancient castle one after another.

...

Just when the southern wilderness was turbulent and countless demon missions were heading to Fangcun Mountain, the human race Daxuan, Lingzhou Bamboo Forest.

"This is the second Heavenly Dao novel. You just say, is this white ink Chen Luo!" Yan Baichuan patted the table in front of him and shouted at Lang Feixian.

After two days of probing, this Fairy Langfei just talked about other things, and the angry Yan Baichuan directly opened the skylight to speak frankly.

Lang Feixian frowned slightly, looked at the table beside him, and said, "How are you sure?"

The Zhuzi suddenly made a voice: "Brother, the possibility that this is Senior Brother Yan is only 99%!"

"Unsafe!"

Lang Feixian sighed, it was about junior brother, he was forced to calm down, and looked at Yan Baichuan who was blue-faced: "No!"

Yan Baichuan said angrily: "Then you call him out. I, Yan Baichuan, can see him."

Lang Feixian shook his head: "I quarreled with me yesterday, and ran away in anger, and I haven't come back yet."

"Yesterday? You were with me all day yesterday!" Yan Baichuan said.

"Arguing with my clone!" Lang Feixian was tight-lipped.

Yan Baichuan looked tiredly at Immortal Lang Fei, then at the bamboo that made the sound, and sighed helplessly.

There is no other way but to take out the trump card.

Yan Baichuan waved his hand, and a chessboard appeared. Yan Baichuan looked at Lang Feixian and the "bamboo", and said: "Mr. Big, Mr. Qi, let's play the next game."

"People can change, and the spirit of the soul can be disguised, but Yan's chess style is unchangeable."

After a while.

Lang Feixian bowed and saluted: "So it's really Brother Yan."

That Zhuzi also sighed: "Such a chess move with not wanting face, it really is Brother Yan, ten percent, he didn't run away."

Yan Baichuan suppressed his anger, and asked again: "Who is Bai Mo?"

Lang Feixian smiled and said: "Of course it's my junior brother who was talented that day! Master arranged for him to take refuge in the Southern Wilderness."

Yan Baichuan had a strange expression on his face.

refuge? It's only been a few days, and the Southern Wilderness is about to be turned upside down. Is this still an asylum?

Taking refuge as a monster saint?

"Forget it, I don't get involved in the matter of your bamboo forest. It turned out to be Chen Luo, then I have a problem."

"These books, can I let Wenchang Pavilion distribute them. Martial Dao's Liuqianli books are still too few."

At this time, the bamboo turned into the appearance of the old seven in the bamboo forest with a bang, and he shook his head: "It cannot be sent by Wenchang Pavilion."

"Otherwise, people will delve into the relationship between the junior brother and Wenchang Pavilion, and there are hidden dangers in it."

Yan Baichuan frowned: "Then what should we do? Could it be that these strange human races can't read it? If you're worried that someone will get to the bottom of it, I can send someone to Fangcun Mountain to go through the process."

Lao Qi shook his head slightly, showing a sly smile: "Don't worry, we don't need Wenchang Pavilion, someone will help us."

After finishing speaking, Lao Qi dipped his fingers in water and wrote a word on the table——

"square"!

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