I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

According to Gan Tang's instructions to him, Chen Luo was to "disappear" for a period of time, so as to dispel the speculations about the rules of Xianggu in the vast wilderness by the major monster clans in the southern wilderness. But now that he returned not long ago, and let him go to the Qilin domain, something important must have happened.

What's more, Brother Wuji's message this time was very clear, saying that "King Qilin" asked him to go back.

The king of Qilin was sitting in the Qilin domain, so naturally he couldn't leave. What kind of news can't be sent, but should be told to Chen Luo face to face?

Naturally, Chen Luo didn't dare to delay, and planned to set off after making some adjustments, but Chen Luo had to stop before going out of the scope of Si Zhuguo, and returned to Fangcun Mountain again.

The so-called plan can't keep up with the changes, Chen Luo finds himself - about to breakthrough!

According to Chen Luo own's estimation, it should take some time before reaching the peak of fifth rank, ten days at the fastest. However, the release of the new chapter of "Legend of the White Snake" actually brought another effect—the long-lost "Eight Immortals" once again became a bestseller in Daxuan.

Even a part of "Eight Immortals Obtaining Taoism" was passed on by the Confucian students who came to Nanhuang to support education. Because of the plot of "Sword Prison locks Fahai, accepts Xu Hanwen", the demons in Nanhuang are also very fond of Lu Dongbin. The characters are full of admiration.

Of course, Chen Luo would definitely not believe it if it was said that there was no help from Taoism!

In addition, perhaps because of the imminent blood tide, with the Liaozhai and Shanhai Qiwen written by him, many monster clans have been promoted, especially the snake clan and fox clan, and these promotions have fed back part of their strength To Chen Luo's body.

Therefore, under the combination of various factors, Chen Luo is still one step faster than he expected, breaking through earlier!

...

Returning to the Parasol Tree Forest, he used Fangcun Mountain to set up a barrier, and told Mastiff Lingling to guard the periphery. Chen Luo closed his eyes.

Martial Dao fourth rank, walking six thousand miles, as the firewood of the human race, burning the body of Martial Dao, illuminating the road ahead.

At this time, Chen Luo's body exuded a mysterious aura, and Chen Luo's physical body was like a melting pot, in which countless Martial Dao true intentions were condensed, gathering Martial Dao's perception into one furnace.

The waves in Chen Luo's mind and soul sea were tumbling, as if countless figures were displayed in the mind and soul sea, displaying various martial arts.

If it is an ordinary Practitioner, it will not take long to master the true meaning of Martial Dao and breakthrough. However, as the master of Martial Dao, the true meaning of Martial Dao comprehended by Chen Luo is as vast as the sea. A whole day and night.

In the future, the journey of Martial Dao will be called one day and one night as fulfillment. The longer this condensed perception is, the closer it is to a day and night, the greater the potential of Martial Dao. Of course, this is a later story.

When the same time came the next day, Chen Luo's closed eyes suddenly opened. In Chen Luo's eyes, the sun and the moon alternated. Immediately afterwards, a series of seven-colored auras that almost seemed to be real came from Chen Luo's eyes. Elegant out of the body.

The seven-colored aura condensed and did not disperse, and slowly condensed in front of Chen Luo. First, it looked like a torso, then limbs extended from the torso, and finally slowly condensed into a head whose face could not be seen clearly.

As soon as this colorful body appeared, a violent sense of power in Setsuna shook the surrounding void, and a whirlwind seemed to rise in the Parasol Tree forest, rolling down many leaves.

You know, on weekdays, no matter how those practicing little demons hit the Parasol Tree, the leaves will not be shaken off, but now it seems that autumn is coming, and Ye Luo is like rain.

Martial Dao fourth rank environment: firewood meaning.

Looking at the Martial Dao real body in front of him, which was condensed from countless Martial Dao true meanings, Chen Luo felt a weird feeling spontaneously.

It's as if this Martial Dao's real body is his new limbs, which can be manipulated as he likes. A single thought is like controlling his own body.

"Dharma body!" Chen Luo sighed.

Among the cultivation paths known to Chen Luo, only the Buddhist sects of the Western Regions can cultivate Dharmakaya. The so-called Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows and the King Ming glares. Most of the Buddhist sects in the Western Regions use the image of Bodhisattva as their deity, walking in the world, and the image of King Ming as their main body. Dharmakaya, suppress Samsara.

However, Chen Luo is not clear about the connection between Bodhisattva and the twin bodies of King Ming in the Buddhism of the Western Regions, but this does not prevent Chen Luo from realizing that the real body of own Martial Dao is the existence of Dharma body.

And Martial Dao will also become the second avenue of practice besides the Buddhism in the Western Regions that can cultivate the Dharmakaya.

However, Martial Dao's real body is more than that.

When driving six thousand miles, Chen Luo came to realize that the greatest meaning of Martial Dao's real body lies in: dying for death!

Martial Dao is dangerous, and in a desperate situation, the real body of Martial Dao can take the place of death once for the deity.

It can be said that a Practitioner in the fourth rank realm has two lives!

Thinking of this, Chen Luo's train of thought suddenly went astray: Eldest Brother couldn't integrate into Martial Dao because of this.

Hard to say!

The thought of teasing the elder brother disappeared in a flash, and Chen Luo continued to look at the real body of Martial Dao in front of him.

Such a heaven-defying ability to replace one's body with one's own body naturally has its roots. For example, the real body of Martial Dao in front of Chen Luo now does not yet have the ability to replace death.

Because of the breakthrough Martial Dao fourth rank realm, there is one last step: injection!

Chen Luo concentrated, and the sea of ​​souls surged again, and finally seven waves broke away from the sea of ​​souls and flew out from between Chen Luo's eyebrows.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple!

Seven colors!

Like a rainbow.

These are the seven souls that Martial was born from when he reached six thousand miles——

The first is called corpse dog, the second is called Fushi, the third is called sparrow yin, the fourth is called swallowing thieves, the fifth is called non-toxic, the sixth is called defilement, and the seventh is called stinky lungs!

The seven souls are conceived in the sea of ​​souls, and from the moment of birth, they strengthen the soul of the Practitioner all the time. According to Chen Luo's knowledge, this is the second method to strengthen the soul of the practitioner besides Taoism.

But now, the seven souls are all released, turning into a rainbow bridge of seven colors, connecting Chen Luo's main body and dharmakaya.

A strange feeling arose in Chen Luo's heart. There was a tearing pain in his body, but then a force surged out from the dharma body and fed back to Chen Luo's body, and the tearing pain was slowly diluted .

When the pain completely disappeared, it was replaced by a sense of coolness that pervaded the whole body. This cool feeling went from the skin to the flesh, then to the internal organs, bones and blood, and finally flowed through the whole body along the Meridians. When the coolness swam through all the acupoints around him, only the muffled sound of "chug chug" came from Chen Luo's body.

Forty acupoint(s) belonging to the fourth rank suddenly opened, greedily absorbing the energy in Chen Luo's body.

At this point, the soul injection is completed, and from then on, Chen Luo and Dharmakaya will have two lives in one body!

Chen Luo opened his eyes again, and this time his eyes flashed with seven colors, and the seven-color Dharma body also moved, walking slowly towards Chen Luo.

Chen Luo remained still, allowing the dharma body to walk towards him, one step, two steps... Finally, the dharma body reintegrated into Chen Luo's body.

In Setsuna where the dharma body merged into the physical body, Chen Luo felt another force gushing out of his body, which was almost the same as the previous own power. Almost at the moment of completing the fourth rank, Chen Luo's energy was doubled.

"Fightable first rank!" Chen Luo felt silently in his heart for a moment, and came to a conclusion about his current combat power.

However, Chen Luo's breakthrough has not stopped yet.

After all, he is the Lord of Martial Dao!

Chen Luo closed his eyes again, and his soul flew into the dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing on a colorful avenue.

Chen Luo's eyes swept across the colorful avenue. Compared with when the road was first opened, the colorful avenue is wider now. On the colorful avenue, the endless colorful figures are walking forward step by step. And Dao also resonated with the figures, constantly providing them with strength.

His eyes swept over the figures in front of him, and Chen Luo smiled slightly, they were all acquaintances.

But just when Chen Luo was about to look away, he was taken aback suddenly and frowned slightly.

Because among the many figures, there is a figure that is very conspicuous. The figure is about four thousand miles away, walking forward very firmly, but there is a space around, no one is approaching, and the most eye-catching one is that one. Exploding red hair.

"Interesting!" Chen Luo was a little bit taken aback, and then looked away.

At this moment, Chen Luo turned around, and the six thousand miles of colorful avenue in front of him existed, but it was a little illusory. Chen Luo smiled slightly at this time, and stepped on it.

The colorful avenue between Setsuna trembled, and under Chen Luo's feet, the illusory avenue of six thousand miles solidified rapidly. As the avenue solidified, it seemed that countless colorful light spots flew out of the avenue, drifted towards the densely packed figures behind, and fell into the their body.

In the blink of an eye, all the figures paused for a moment, and then they seemed to move forward a bit faster.

Chen Luo didn't pay attention to these details. He exhausted his eyesight and looked at the end of the colorful avenue. As Wen Yunsun said, at the end of six thousand miles, there is no obstacle, and there is nothing but emptiness!

No, there is not only the void, Chen Luo also saw a green lotus floating at the end of the six thousand miles, the sword intent is awe-inspiring, it seems to be fighting in the void!

"Nine thousand miles, just let the waves go..." Chen Luo's heart moved, and it dissipated on Martial Dao.

...

East Cang City, Martial Academy.

A group of young disciples who had just been admitted to the hospital were forming a circle, looking at Bixi, who was known as the beast of the town. At this time, a red-haired senior stood beside Bixi and clapped his hands: "Everyone, this is the famous responsible Bixi."

"Everyone vote for a spirit fruit or something, and add a Bixi meeting...a spirit fruit, light up the Bixi sign, thank you, Emei Junior Sister, for your contribution!"

"Our Bixie Association is a martial arts organization personally certified by Bixie. We usually work together to do tasks, take care of Bixie, and wipe the responsible stele..."

"A sixth rank spiritual fruit, let me probe it."

"A fifth rank spiritual fruit, I'll give you a nod."

"What, want to touch Bixi? This is expensive, you need a fourth rank spirit fruit!"

"But everyone is not in a hurry to vote now. When Bixi and Yazi from the military academy next door are fighting for popularity, you can vote. It will win glory for our martial arts academy!"

Just as the senior of the martial arts school was frothing, several great scholars came over and said, "Ye Fan, what are you doing again!"

Seeing several great Confucian scholars, all the students from the Martial Arts Academy saluted one after another, Ye Fan smiled and said: "Sirs, I am earning some snacks for Bi Xi."

At this time, Bixi poked his head out, looked at several great scholars, rolled his eyes, opened his mouth, and spit out a sixth rank spiritual fruit from his mouth, arched it with his nose, and arched it to Ye Fan's feet.

Bi Xi: It’s not all my responsibility! I cooperate with him, and he also gets a commission!

Several Confucian scholars had gloomy faces. Is the imposing Ye family so short of money?

Could it be the second Ye Dafu?

"If you're bored, go to Wuliang Lake for Insight martial arts, go to Juxian Village to fight to the death, or even go to Lunjiange to meet the heroes of the world for a while, what are you doing all the time!" A person who is somewhat related to Ye The great Confucianism taught, "Wuhou is benevolent, willing to take the risk to smash the three thousand miles of Tianmen, so that you have more time to climb up, instead of wasting time!"

"Practice and practice, at the moment, when..." the great scholar wanted to continue, but Ye Fan suddenly stretched out his hand and interrupted the great scholar, "Sir, wait a minute."

"I... seem to be breaking through!"

"Breakthrough? How long has it been since you entered the sixth rank, just..." The great Confucianist just stopped talking, and felt a force gushing out of Ye Fan's body, followed by a round of phantoms of the sun Slowly condensed and formed behind Ye Fan.

"Fifth rank Martial Immortal Realm: Brilliant Sun?" The Confucian was stunned for a moment, but the phantom of the big sun behind Ye Fan didn't rise, it just shook for a while and then disappeared.

"Oh, it's a pity, almost, I didn't break through, and I was at the peak of sixth rank." Ye Fan murmured, and then saluted the great scholar, "Sir, you are right, if I worked harder, I might break through today It worked."

All the Confucianists present looked at each other in blank dismay.

This kid, it's only been two months since he was promoted to sixth rank, so he's at the peak of sixth rank now?

When they were sixth rank wives, they were all geniuses, but it will take three to five years at the earliest to see the hope of fifth rank!

Just when the great Confucianists present were speechless, the group of new disciples surrounding Bi Xi also had strange expressions.

Then a series of forces were released from them.

"Great Confucians, we seem to be going through a breakthrough..." a Martial Dao disciple whispered, not knowing whether he was right or wrong.

These great Confucians were startled, and then they seemed to understand something. The power of mind and spirit instantly swept through the martial arts academy, and they immediately found that all the disciples of the martial arts academy seemed to have improved their practice, and there were quite a few people who broke through directly!

"It's Marquis Wu!" The Confucian who taught Ye Fan a lesson earlier said in a low voice, "Marquis Wu has broken through!"

"This is avenue feedback!"

"Marquis Wu is fourth rank..."

"Yeah, when he first came to Beijing, he didn't have any Cultivation Base. Back then, it was last year!"

All the great Confucians gasped, they were used to hearing all kinds of legends about Marquis Wu, and Marquis Wu became famous because he was with the top Confucian scholars in No. 1 Middle School, so they all ignored this matter.

"The lord who cleared the way is so terrifying!"

...

"The head of the academy!" In the Elder meeting of the martial arts academy, a famous scholar frowned and looked at Xiang Jixuan, "Speak to Wen Xiang, suspend the civil and military exchanges!"

"This Martial Dao disciple practiced too fast!"

"I just came into contact with Martial Dao a month ago, and now I'm the eighth grade!"

"I came into contact with Martial Dao two months ago, and now I am the seventh grade!"

"In just a few months, the Cultivation Base of Martial Dao's disciples is like a world of difference!"

"Think of my Confucian disciple's ten-year cold window, and only with outstanding talent can he step into the realm of master!"

"With such a comparison, I'm worried that the cultural and military exchanges will damage the minds of Confucian scholars!"

Xiang Jixuan also looked helpless, and put down the teacup in his hand: "Do you think this is only the case in the Martial Academy?"

"Wuhou is the master of Martial Dao, every step he takes, human practitioners will follow!"

"When Confucius became enlightened, there were seventy-two disciples in Confucianism alone, three thousand disciples!"

"The era when Dao Patriarch became Patriarch was also purple air covering the sky, Dao Zun was like a cloud, and Tian Zun was like rain."

"It is the luckiest generation to be born in the same era as the Master of the Path!"

After finishing speaking, Xiang Jixuan said: "The exchange will continue."

"We are all old. We will rely on them to protect the human race in the future!"

"As a Confucian, one should see the virtuous and think of the same, one should be brave after knowing the shame, how can he not move forward?"

"For the Practitioners, we should also establish for them the confidence comparable to Confucianism, and the determination to protect the human race!"

Hearing the words, the famous Confucianist nodded and bowed to Xiang Jixuan: "Thank you, Brother Xiang, for your guidance."

Xiang Jixuan waved his hand, turned his face to the face covered with scars from protecting the human race, looked at the Martial Academy through the window of the elegant room, and said with emotion: "Everyone is like a dragon, he can really do it!" !"

"Fortunately, I was born a hundred years earlier, and I have been guarding the dolls until now."

"It's a pity that I was born a hundred years earlier, so I can't fight with the dolls to the end..."

...

Nanhuang, Fangcun Mountain.

"My lord, have you successfully advanced?" Seeing Chen Luo walking out of the Parasol Tree forest, Mastiff Lingling hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Yeah." Chen Luo nodded.

"Do you want to continue the journey to the Qilin domain now, or adjust it for a day before leaving?"

Chen Luo waved his hand: "Breakthrough has been delayed for a day and a night, I'm leaving now."

"Young master, don't worry, Fangcun Mountain has me."

Chen Luo nodded, arched his cupped hands towards Mastiff Lingling, stomped his feet, and disappeared in place with the strength of Fangcunshan.

...

At the same time that Chen Luo left Fangcun Mountain and continued to the Qilin domain, Weihu Mountain, the ancestral home of the Tiger Clan, arrived.

A figure cut through the sky and landed in front of the empress' bedroom.

After the figure landed, it almost quickly merged into the shadows, and entered the sleeping hall without a sound.

In the dormitory, Feng Nanzhi was taking a nap when he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes fell, and the figure revealed his true face.

It was a burly figure shrouded in the iron armor of the secret guard, but at this moment, the bright red blood dripped down the floor of the sleeping hall along the gap of the iron armor.

"I've seen Your Majesty...Your Majesty...Fortunately...not disgraceful..." The armored Great Saint knelt on one knee with a pious tone, but through the mask, he looked at Feng Nanzhi with extremely fanatical eyes.

Feng Nanzhi sat up, looked at the other party, and said calmly after a while: "You have used the forbidden technique, and your life cannot be saved."

"Subordinate, don't care!" The Great Saint said weakly but firmly.

"One peak, three first ranks, only you came back alive?" Feng Nanzhi asked again.

The Great Saint nodded: "The formation is fierce."

Feng Nanzhi didn't ask any further questions, but just said, "Where's the stuff?"

Great Saint cupped hands cupped fist: "Your Majesty, please allow me to remove the armor!"

"Yes!" Feng Nanzhi said.

The Great Saint stood up, shaking his body, and the iron armor on Setsuna's body peeled off piece by piece, revealing the tiger demon Great Saint inside.

At this time, the tiger demon Great Saint was covered in holes, as if it had been shattered by space, Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly, but the tiger clan Great Saint smiled faintly: "Please close your eyes, Your Majesty, I will take it out."

Feng Nanzhi shook his head: "I'm looking at you!"

The Great Saint of the Tiger Clan didn't stop talking when he heard the words. He raised his hand, and sharp tiger claws instantly grew on his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the Great Saint of the Tiger Clan pressed the tiger claws hard on Own's stomach, and the claws pierced into the belly in an instant. Then, the Great Saint of the Tiger Clan pulled hard and cut open the stomach!

At this time, there was no other internal organs in the stomach of the Great Saint of the Tiger Clan except for a heart, and there was an irregular stone slab in his empty stomach.

The Great Saint of the Tiger Clan reached out and took out the slate and put it on the ground: "Here is the last piece of the Qilin stele."

"I hope that my emperor will become a demon emperor and suppress the present generation."

"Subordinate Feng Wu, leave!"

As the voice fell, the Great Saint of the Tiger Clan seemed to lose his strength. The heart in his belly stopped beating immediately, and turned into flying ash in an instant. His flesh and blood shrank rapidly. A mummy the size of a cat.

Feng Nanzhi got off the bed, stepped over the blood-stained fragments of the Qilin stele, came to Feng Wu's body, squatted down slowly, and caressed the mummy.

"Go at ease."

"When I become a demon emperor, the Tiger Clan will return to their peak glory."

"This is my promise to you!"

After finishing speaking, a ball of flames suddenly rose from Feng Nanzhi's hands, which burned the corpse to ashes in an instant.

Feng Nanzhi stood up and stretched out his hand, the fragments of the Qilin stele flew up, and Feng Nanzhi grabbed it in his hand.

"Azu, I will trouble you next." Feng Nanzhi said calmly, "After passing this test, White Tiger will no longer be incomplete!"

"Don't worry!" A vicissitudes of voice came into Feng Nanzhi's ears.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, Feng Nanzhi turned his head, and saw that the wind lifted up the ashes on the ground and flew to the outside of the hall...

－－－－－Off Topic－－－－－

I was locked in a small dark room for a night of review yesterday.

However, on the monthly pass, you are too aggressive.

I'm going to knock one out.

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