I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The tiger demon in the blood cloud twitched when he heard Shi Man'er's question.

Shameless!

How could you have the guts to ask such a question when you kill people without nodding your head?

Can't you see something in this scene?

I obviously came here to send two gifts, but it seems that I didn't send them...

This... is completely different from what Master Shaomai thought.

Didn't it say that after these two gifts are given out, these demon missions outside Fangcun Mountain will be alienated from Fangcun Mountain and admire the Tiger Clan?

Why does it feel like this group of demon missionaries can't wait to pounce on Fangcun Mountain!

This... How can I explain to Master Shaomai this time around!

Just when the tiger demon was full of worries, on Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo glanced at the places where the wisdom flowers took root, and frowned slightly.

This Buddhist door has extended its hand to the Southern Wilderness?

"Ahem..." The tiger demon finally had a plan in mind, and said, "Master Fangcun, my young master only gave me these two gifts. Now that the old slave has delivered all of them, I will go back and return to my life. But please ask Shan For the convenience of the master, give me a token, so that the old slave can go back to work!"

No matter, go back and report to the young master truthfully.

Anyway, it doesn't have much to do with me, it's really that Fangcun Shanzhu doesn't play cards according to common sense.

When Chen Luo heard this, his heart moved, and he said with a smile, "Naturally! Naturally."

"Your young master treats me with courtesy, and I can't be rude."

"There is a poem in the human race that I like very much, so I will write it down in my own hand and give it back to your young master..."

The tiger demon frowned instinctively, and wanted to decline, after all, Yihu didn't like the human race, and also avoided human poetry. But after thinking about it, this Bai Ze has gained a great reputation in a short period of time because of Heavenly Dao's wonderful writing, and the rewards for his writing poems are also being cleaned up, so he nodded and respectfully said: "Thank you, Mountain Master."

"No hard work!" Chen Luo smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, a desk flew out of the storage order and landed in front of him.

Chen Luo picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote. Bai Qingqing and Shi Man'er were curious, so they also joined together.

Shi Man'er watched Chen Luo write the pen, and read it out, but the more he read it, the more weird his expression became.

"Pengmen didn't know Qi Luoxiang, and planned to ask a good matchmaker to hurt himself."

"Whoever loves flair and high style, pity Shishi frugal dressing."

"Dare to praise the skill of the ten fingers, and don't make the eyebrows grow longer."

"I bitterly hate pressing the gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others."

After writing, Chen Luo rolled up the scroll and threw it to the tiger demon.

This tiger demon had never studied Yawen before, but he felt that Chen Luo's poems were written in a smooth and neat manner, and he seemed to respect the young master very much. He was also very happy, carefully put away the scroll, and arched towards Chen Luo again cupped hands, as soon as he turned around, he drove the blood cloud and flew away from Fangcun Mountain.

"Pfft..." Seeing the tiger demon flying away, Bai Qingqing finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. She looked at Chen Luo: "Young master, this poem by Luo Yin, a great scholar of the human race, was originally a kind work of pity for women, but you wrote it down, but it seems like a mockery of the heart. Feng Liancheng must be angry when he sees this poem. He vomited blood."

Shi Man'er nodded: "That's right. This time he wanted to imitate the human race's strategy of 'beginning with etiquette before fighting', but in the end it worked out for Brother Bai, isn't it just to make wedding clothes for others?"

Chen Luo shook his head slightly with an expression of being wronged: "Oh, you don't understand."

"I really kindly reminded him to come..."

Bai Qingqing and Shi Man'er looked at each other and smiled, and nodded meaningfully.

Chen Luo sighed: How come no one believes the truth?

Am I that mean?

...

Western Regions, Buddha Land.

On the top floor of the towering pagoda, the Bodhisattva in white who was talking to his disciples suddenly frowned and stopped speaking.

The disciple sitting first asked respectfully, "Master, has something happened?"

Bodhisattva in white shook his head slightly: "There is a flower of wisdom in the southern wasteland, which has withered."

All the disciples showed puzzled expressions, and the disciple who spoke before asked again: "The flower of wisdom is not invincible, but also has life and death Samsara. The master is so emotional, is there something unusual?"

Bodhisattva in white closed his eyes slightly and sensed for a moment, but his face was even more puzzled.

"That's one of the eighty-one wisdom flowers condensed when I advanced to the Bodhisattva state, which is my great insight."

"This seat can sense that withering is not the collapse of power, but the elimination of Buddhist scriptures."

When all the disciples heard this, they all looked solemn.

"Southern Wilderness is all about blood. Could it be that a master of Confucianism or Taoism took action?" The eldest disciple asked again.

Bodhisattva in white shook his head: "It's too far away from Nanhuang, Heavenly Dao is unknown, and this deity can't sense more."

The eldest disciple thought for a while, stood up and folded his hands together and said, "Do you want me to go to the Southern Wilderness to find out about this matter?"

Bodhisattva in white looked at the eldest disciple, hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "No need!"

"The hidden sect of the ancient evil Buddha is becoming more and more rampant, disturbing my Lotus flower domain; the assassination of Daxuan Chen Luo before also made the temple more wary of my Buddhist sect, and now the ghosts are everywhere."

"Besides, Buddhist Avenue has been trembling frequently recently, and the joint efforts of several great Bodhisattvas have not found the root cause."

"It's an eventful autumn for my Buddhist sect. It's better to be quiet than to move. Presumably some master of Confucianism and Taoism traveled to the southern wilderness and pulled out one of my wisdom flowers."

"It's not necessary to mobilize the teachers."

"Nanhuang is not without my Buddhist disciples. If there is a chance, let them assist in the investigation."

Upon hearing this, the eldest disciple nodded, "I would like to follow the master's instructions."

Bodhisattva in white smiled lightly: "Okay, don't be distracted, I will continue to analyze the scriptures with you."

"The more you get to the first rank, the stronger our Buddhist sect's ability to deal with crises will be."

"Yes!"

Then, on the top floor of the pagoda, the voice of Bodhisattva in white lecturing sounded again.

He didn't know what he missed...

...

Square inch mountain.

After experiencing the turmoil of the tiger demon giving gifts, Chen Luo asked Mastiff Lingling to welcome all the demon missionaries who had rushed to the foot of Fangcun Mountain into Fangcun Mountain, waiting for the start of the Fangcun Conference.

"My lord, there are twenty-four missions entering the mountain now. This is the list." Mastiff Lingling handed the list to Chen Luo, and said, "It's just that they are all small and weak, not strong. family."

"Southern Wilderness always regards the moment when the sun and the moon meet as the most important moment, and the real big clans will come at that time." Shi Man'er explained casually, and moved to Chen Luo's side again, "Brother Bai, this time it's my second brother." Uncle leads the team. My second uncle’s monkey is the most important on Face, can you give me Junji one of the strange essays you wrote for the Leopards before?”

"Good idea!" Before Chen Luo could answer, a delicate voice sounded, and then a figure shot in from outside the door, rushing directly into Chen Luo's arms.

Warm fragrance and warm jade embrace.

That soft body leaned against Chen Luo, smelled Chen Luo's body forcefully, and said with satisfaction: "My husband is still the most fragrant."

Chen Luo "picked" the person out of his arms without a trace, and said with a smile, "I'm back, Xiangxiang."

The person who came was none other than She Xiangxiang who had returned to Yuyuan Country.

She Xiangxiang didn't flinch, and as soon as she turned around, she sat on Chen Luo's lap, wrapped her hands around Chen Luo's neck, and said with a smile, "I'm back. Do you miss me?"

Chen Luo smiled shyly, and She Xiangxiang didn't ask any further questions, and continued: "My brother, my mother, and I have all told about you, Mr. Lang, in detail, and they decided to worship you as the national teacher of Yuyuan Kingdom as well!"

"However, my brother doesn't have time to serve the teacher, so I, Little Sister, will do it for me."

Chen Luo automatically blocked She Xiangxiang's last words, and nodded to She Xiangxiang: "Thank you."

With the support of Yu Yuanguo, for Fang Cunshan, it is equivalent to gaining another important weight.

"It's just..." She Xiangxiang let go of her hand and said hesitantly, "To tell you the truth, the relationship between the human race and the snake and python clan has never been very good."

"So it is very difficult for this matter to be implemented and recognized in Yuyuan's country. This time, it was my mother who came forward in person to suppress the opinions of the elders in the clan and important ministers in the country."

"My mother said that as long as Mr. Lang can write a strange article against my "snake and python clan" as soon as possible, these resistances will be eliminated...Nu family...I have caused you trouble..."

Shi Man'er looked at She Xiangxiang, who looked so pitiful in the spring breeze and rain, and gulped down a gulp of wine depressedly.

The ancestors of the monkeys, how the ape clan grew up, all of them regard hair as their beauty, and the beauty of the snake clan can't learn it with soft knives!

depressed!

Chen Luo looked at She Xiangxiang, and suddenly smiled: "The last sentence is your own opinion, right?"

"Hey!" She Xiangxiang was taken aback for a moment, then put away her grievance, and stuck out her tongue playfully, "Mr. Lang is so smart, he can see through it at a glance."

"It's just that things really exist."

Chen Luo nodded and patted She Xiangxiang on the back, and She Xiangxiang stood up.

Chen Luo picked up a pen and wrote down three words, and handed it to She Xiangxiang: "I won't hide it from you, I have an article I'm thinking about, and once the idea is perfect, I will write it."

When She Xiangxiang saw the three words written by Chen Luo, her eyes lit up -- "Legend of the White Snake"!

Pass! This is a biography, you can tell when you listen to it, it is much longer than those short stories written by those foxes.

"White snake? Could it be the white ancestral demon?" She Xiangxiang murmured.

"I don't have a clue yet, so..." Chen Luo quickly added, but She Xiangxiang didn't seem to listen at all, so she said sweetly: "Mr.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly bent down and kissed Chen Luo on the face, turned around and ran out happily.

Chen Luo looked at Shi Man'er in embarrassment, and Shi Man'er sighed.

"That...Brother Bai, do you mind if you have longer hair?"

"Actually, it sounds soft to the touch..."

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