I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Qilin domain.

King Qilin looked at Yuan Bubai in the distance, and suddenly felt that the skewers in his hand were no longer fragrant.

This...is this a promotion?

Suddenly, a shadowy memory came to mind.

Will he still fight with himself?

No, what am I afraid of? I am already in the Desolate Soul Realm, and I can be called the Half step Emperor Demon. With the Qilin Beast Blood Formation, I can compare with the old Azure Dragon. I am worried that he has just advanced to the Ancestral Demon Realm monkey?

I am the king of Qilin. I want to guard the Qilin domain and cannot go out.

So if you want to fight, you can only fight in the Qilin domain!

If he hadn't eaten the poisonous mushroom essence and had a stomachache temporarily, otherwise he wouldn't have lost to Yuan Bubai!

Keep this in mind.

But then seeing Yuan Bubai worship Fangcun, King Qilin's eyes lit up.

He respects my son as a teacher!

Isn't that my grandson!

The grandpa was beaten by his grandson, so if he was beaten, he will be beaten. Can he still argue with his grandson?

Thinking of this, King Qilin suddenly felt much better, and smelled the aroma of skewers in his hands again.

No wonder Chen Luo named the protagonist in the book as Sun, and it turned out that it had been foreshadowed for a long time!

Sure enough, he is my eldest son, King Qilin!

Thinking of this, King Qilin burst out laughing.

After breaking through the ancestral demon, it is necessary to consolidate the ancestral star as soon as possible, so Yibubai just explained a few words to Junji Kingdom, and then entered the void. The two ancestor demons of the ape clan also followed the guardian,

At this time, there is no doubt that Yuan Bubai's ancestral demon realm is beyond doubt, and the so-called guardian is just in case of accidents

At this time, the Southern Wilderness was silent, and everyone needed time to sort out their thoughts.

Even the sound of laughter suddenly came from Qilinyu's side, and no one went to discuss it.

Silly roe deer, who knows if he thought of some ethical jokes again.

ignore him!

The key now is that Yuan Bubai succeeded!

This is the first super-grade of the human and demon races to be promoted since the bloodline Huxi this time!

This is not the point, the point is the phantom of the stone that broke through the cloud of lake tide and formed above the sky.

Any fool knows what's in that stone!

The question is, can just the characters written in the book condense blood?

Shouldn't it be a big monster that really existed in ancient times?

At this moment, not only the Southern Wilderness Great Saint, but even some ancestor monsters had question marks in their minds.

"It's Heavenly Dao..." Youzhi Ancestral Demon sighed, and seemed to be talking to himself, but the voice echoed slowly.

"Heavenly Dao can give birth to demon ancestors, and naturally it can also give birth to other creatures."

"Bai Mo's article connects to the demon clan, and connects to the Heavenly Dao. This is the re-opening of the Heavenly Dao demon clan!"

"It's just that the rules of Heavenly Dao are not complete now, and it is impossible to give birth to the earth-shattering monsters like the demon ancestors like before."

"The phantom of the stone, which has not yet reached the level of the demon ancestor, should be of the blood of the emperor, but maybe the rules of Heavenly Dao are not complete, maybe the master Baishan's ability is limited, or maybe the book "The Legend of Wukong" has not been finished."

"Sun Wukong, or Lingming stone monkey, has not broken out of the stone, so this bloodline can only be called half step emperor demon blood

"Yuan Bubai's self-established ancestor of the Heavenly War Ape is the ancestor demon form of the half step emperor demon bloodline. Yuan Bubai's original bloodline of the Tongtian White Ape will all be converted into the bloodline of the Lingming Stone Monkey. That is to use Yuan Bubai as the shadow of blood."

"The point is, Yuan Bubai is still alive, as long as you see him, you don't need to go back!"

"This one will definitely prosper in the future!"

The monsters were startled.

Is this a demigod?

If the stone cracks in the future, won't it just become the blood of the Emperor Demon?

Isn't it because of the blood that everyone fought to death in the Southern Wilderness?

I heard that the criminal clan gave Bai Qingqing, and the snake clan gave She Xiangxiang. It seems that the effect is not as good as Sun Man'er from the ape clan...

Could it be that Lord Baishan likes...

At this moment, the ancestor demon who "explained" the Heavenly Dao emperor demon suddenly changed the subject, and a thunderous sound came to Fangcunshan: "Master Baishan, can you give my family a role in "The Legend of Wukong"? "

"I don't want to be comparable to Sun Wukong, but I have some combat power, just be a helper to Sun Wukong!"

"My family, I would like to respect Fang Cunshan as my teacher!"

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the ancestor demons suddenly became enlightened.

Yup!

Who knows if Lord Baishan can write a book of the level of "The Legend of Wukong"

Get a character first.

Among other things, as long as you have the potential of the ancestor demon, you have found a treasure!

A living ancestor demon who opened the veins is much more useful than the blood shadow of the ancestor demon who can only be sensed in the depth of the blood.

As for respecting Fang Cunshan as a teacher, although it is impossible to talk about it, it is definitely necessary to get close, but that is not the main thing about respecting Fang Cunshan, the initiative is still in my own hands!

How much effort will be made at that time will depend on how much benefit there is.

However, empty talk and white teeth, can Fang Cunshan accept it?

Everyone is an ancestor demon, and they are all facing thousands of juniors. If you ask for help, it's okay if the request is successful, but if the other party refuses, this face will be lost!

For a while, all the ancestor demons quieted down one by one, wanting to see how Bai Mo would respond to the ancestor demon who spoke,

Square inch mountain.

Chen Luo was taken aback when he heard the words, and he was a little surprised when the blood of the Lingming stone monkey appeared.

I'll give it to you as soon as you say it, wouldn't that be very cheap...

Chen Luo looked in the direction where the figure of the ancestor demon came from, and saw a phantom of the ancestor star appearing in the sky, and a figure with long fangs, fat body and black body appeared in the ancestor star.

"This big man with black silk... No, what race is this big man with black silk?"

"Brother Bai is the ancestor demon of the pig clan. Although the number of this clan is small, its strength..."

"Okay!" Chen Luo said directly, "I agree!"

As soon as this remark came out, Wan Yao was shocked

This... Is this a promise?

The owner of the mountain is confused!

Isn't he a boar clan? Rude and uneducated, how can he stand up to the education of this strange book!

On the contrary, the ancestor demon of the pig clan was overjoyed. You know, even the words explained just now were said by another ancestor demon in a small area, and I directly took them and explained them.

I was just selling favors, and then said something casually, unexpectedly, I got it!

"Hahahaha... Lord Baishan, after the blood tide, the ancestor brought his children and grandchildren to pay homage to the mountain! I'm going to prepare for the ceremony of worship. Hahahaha..." Amidst wild laughter, the figure of the ancestor monster of the She clan directly appeared Dissipate in the air.

The other ancestral demons suddenly reacted, and they flocked to Fangcun Mountain in an instant, intertwined with sound transmission.

"Lord Baishan, our clan also wants a character..."

"Shanzhu Bai, my ancestors have long admired the talent of the mountain lord, I have a great-granddaughter who is a direct relative..."

"Lord Baishan, this ancestor has a pair of twin great-granddaughters who are direct relatives...

"Hmph, Lord Baishan, are you thinking so narrowly! Lord Baishan, my ancestor has a pair of twin grandsons and granddaughters!"

"What, there's no protagonist anymore? It doesn't matter, a sideshow is fine too!"

"What, there are no positive characters? It doesn't matter, the reverse is also fine."

"The point is, like Sun Wukong, he has a background, and when the time comes to condense the blood, the level will be a little higher..."

"Huh? Need to register? Okay, okay..."

Because of Chen Luo's sudden shot, the atmosphere in Nanhuang seems to have changed suddenly

But after a while, it gradually returned to normal.

With the example of Yuan Bubai in front, the peak Great Saint of each race is even more excited, trying to absorb the luck of the lake

It's just that I didn't expect that after waiting for half a day, no humans or monsters tried to break through,

Until half a day passed, Yuan Bubai broke through the blood tide cloud before, and saw that when night fell and a waning moon rose, two bloody lights rose into the sky from a remote place in the Southern Wilderness!

Yaozu, two!

As two streaks of blood shot up into the sky, a frowning rancid smell spread out.

And the blood light dissipated, finally revealing the appearance of the monster clan in the blood light.

They were two bird monsters, one with a single-legged pig tail, which looked like a swan; the other, which looked like a duck, dragged a long mouse tail.

"Heel!"

"Jie hook!"

Immediately, the monster clan recognized the identities of these two bird monsters.

Plague monster!

"Damn, are they going to advance?"

"I can't agree, I must stop it!" Immediately, the ancestor demon said through voice transmission.

At this time, that heel suddenly said: "Blood is my oath, today I will advance to the ancestor demon with Xugou, and I will never step into the Southern Wilderness!"

"But if anyone wants to stop us, we will definitely pollute his blessed domain with dead bodies!"

Hearing what he said, all the ancestor monsters who were about to make a move were stunned.

If it is said that the demon clan is all formed by the blood of the demon ancestors, this kind of plague monster is the blood of the demon ancestors.

These two bird demons are both great plague-scarred demons, and it is certainly not difficult for them to deal with them.

But disgusting!

Even if you killed the other party easily, and the other party threw a pile of excrement at you when he was dying, you said it was disgusting or not.

Bloodline oath, never to enter the Southern Wilderness? That's fine too.

All the ancestors and monsters looked at me and I looked at you, all expecting the other party to make a move, but no one made a move.

At this moment, a great energy of righteousness spread out, and the wind of righteousness blows away the rancid smell.

A clear blue light shot up into the sky, and in the blue light, there seemed to be a gavel exploding between the heaven and the earth, and an old man in a letter robe stepped out of the sky. He looked at the two great plague monsters and smiled heartily.

"I thought there was nothing to gain from this trip."

"I didn't expect to run into you!"

"Heels! Xugou! I recognize this old man!"

....

At the same time, Daxuan, Biyi.

Cheng Nansong put down the case file that he had just finished reviewing, as if feeling something in his heart, he looked in the direction of Nanhuang,

"Brother..." Cheng Nansong called softly.

He couldn't forget the lonely look on his senior brother's face when he had to resign from the position of Dharma Minister twenty years ago under joint pressure from several human saints.

"Nan Song, I have two regrets in living to this day for my brother."

"First, the criminal law does not belong to the holy family."

"I sorted out 3,677 cases related to the holy clan. There are all the witnesses and material evidence, and they are sealed in the bias library. When you are in charge of the bias, if the general situation turns around, open this library. If the general situation fails, I will hand this matter over to the next Dharma Minister."

"The law will be late, but never absent!"

"The dead will rest in peace."

"Secondly, in the fifteenth year of the Zhenghe calendar, the plague and cancer that affected tens of millions of people. The two evil monsters and gangsters are still at large, and they cannot be punished with their own hands. I am ashamed of the tens of millions of dead!"

"This matter, the biased place must not forget!"

"The old man will not give up tracking, if there is any news, I will let you know."

After the explanation, the great Confucian who pioneered the way of forensic medicine boarded the ship and left.

Letting out a long breath, Cheng Nansong raised his head and saw a pair of unfinished words. That was the "Man Jianghong" that the senior brother had only written half of when he was leaving--

"Throughout the ages,"

"How many are there, the wronged soul sighs."

"Looking in emptiness, the world is infinite."

"A lot of mourning."

"The weeping blood fly laughs at the sky,"

"Grab the sail and lock the white chain."

"The waning moon rises, and a strong wind suddenly rises,"

"Blow it away!"

.....

Southern Wilderness.

The wind of righteousness blows away all the rancid air.

"Heels, help hook! But I still recognize this old man" Song Ci shouted coldly!

The drum heel and gang hook looked at Song Ci, although there was a dignified expression on their faces, but Gu Sleep still said: "Song Ci, you are no longer the face of the Great Xuan Fa, why press on me every step of the way?"

"According to the Tidal Discussion, if you become a saint and someone obstructs you, the guardians can take action. But if you attack me! The guardians are not allowed to help."

"Why bother?

"I promoted my ancestor, you can make your saint, isn't it good?"

Song Ci sneered: "Noisy voice!"

"Daxuan's law: Anyone who encounters the important criminals who are arrested by Daxuan, and the people of Daxuan, can practice the method of Daxuan!"

Song Ci sealed his hands with both hands, and a family and country immediately enveloped him. This family and country turned out to be a graveyard.

Immediately, with a thought in Song Ci's mind, in the graveyard, one after another, the tomb sculptures split open, and mummified corpses came out one after another, rushing towards the two bird demons!

But at this time, the ancestor demons of the Yao clan passed messages to each other, and tacitly gave up the battlefield to Song Ci and the two plague and cancer demons.

Song Ci and the others naturally knew that in the past hundred years, there were few geniuses who developed their own way.

If he was conferred a saint, his fighting strength would be the first in his class.

Such a person, instead of going to be a saint, came to fight to the death with the plague and cancer monster abandoned by thousands of monsters.

It seemed that the guardians of the human race did not stop Song Ci.

Sometimes, I really don't know whether the Daoists are smart or stupid.

Not to mention being smart, those hundred and eight thousand eyes, the holes in the fishing nets are not as many as theirs

But sometimes, they will pay an unimaginable price for some inexplicable persistence.

But what does it have to do with them.

A good human race is a human race that is stupid occasionally.

This wave, double happiness!

At this time, what they have to do is to try not to let them stop, and to block the guardians who may come from the human race.

Perfect!

Square inch mountain.

"The former Prime Minister, Song Ci?" Chen Luo listened to Brother Seven's introduction, with a strange expression on his face.

No wonder the dirt reincarnation is so easy to use.

"The teacher said that among the great Confucianists of the human race today, he admires the Great Confucianism of the Song Dynasty." The seventh senior brother's brand "Guozi" said softly, "His way is not so much the way of examining bones. Said it was the way of compassion."

"The sad person lives for a lifetime, but it ends in a hurry."

"Those who are sympathetic to life are separated from life and death, but they don't know the reason."

"In his eyes, it was not a cold corpse, but a warm life."

"Every life experience will be condensed into corpse spirits by him with righteousness and supernatural powers, and will walk with him."

Chen Luo was taken aback, looked at the "corpses" of the two big demons rushing towards the air, and asked in confusion: "Those aren't real bodies? Are they enlightenment?"

"Yes, it's the memories of the spirits and souls of the dead that he can preserve, evolved with his own righteousness. Song Ci will dispel that corpse until they reach the age when they should have died."

"The teacher said that Song Daru exhausted all his strength and wanted every person who died unjustly to leave a complete trace in this world."

"Even so, it was slandered by the group of moralists as blasphemy of the dead."

Chen Luo was shocked and looked up at the sky again

Song Ci, you must win!

Not only to win this battle, but also to become a saint!

.....

In the sky, the heels and hooks are surrounded by corpse spirits. These corpse spirits are not puppets, they are essentially condensed righteous energy, and still retain some memories of the dead. At this time, they actually unite to form a formation, and a series of righteous energy attacks are sent out. , and hit the two big monsters.

The heels and hooks were trapped by the formation of corpse spirits, releasing a miasma of plague. Although the corpse spirits were not real, the miasma could erode righteousness. After a while, the righteousness of those corpse spirits was polluted and quickly spread.

Song Ci frowned slightly, pinched the seal formula with both hands, and immediately a new corpse rushed out from the tomb of the family, country and world to replace the corpse that was infected by the madness.

And the heels and the hooks also began to cooperate with each other, one focused on attacking, the other focused on defending, and Song Ci was exhausted.

Song Ci's face turned ashen. The greatest power of his family and country lies in the large number of corpses, and the connection with him is to seek the righteousness of the Confucianism, so he is best at group battles. But these two pox plague monsters also pushed this way.

If it goes on for a long time, I'm afraid that the own corpses will be completely infected by their plague,

Thinking of this, Song Ci changed the seal in his hand, and the corpses that had been besieging Gujiao and Ganggou quickly returned and re-entered Song Ci's homeland and world.

Just when the demons thought that Song Ci was about to give up, suddenly a coffin broke out of the ground in that country, flew straight up, and quickly contained Song Ci.

At the same time, all the tombs in the entire family, country, and world were cracked, and countless corpses flew up, and then all crashed into the blessed material.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Chuan sneered, and was about to hit the blessing, when he suddenly asked the direction of the human race, and heard the anger of Old King Jing: "Jiang, Song Ci is attacking the semi-sage, do you want to interrupt him?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Hei immediately stopped his movements.

It stands to reason that if Song Ci made a move during his enthronement, the protectors would be able to move out.

But the problem is, Feng Sheng is a fart!

There was no response from the blood tide or Heavenly Dao luck.

You say this is canonization?

Any fool can see that Song Ci is making a big move!

"Ye Lai, that's too much..." I said lightly, the wolf ancestor Yaolang,

Old King Jing snorted coldly: "Do I know Feng Sheng or do you know Feng Sheng? How about you seal one and let me see. If you succeed, I will shut up immediately!"

"You..." The ancestor demon choked on the old King Jing, snorted, and stopped talking.

At this moment, the coffin shook violently, and then the coffin exploded, and a figure slowly walked out of the coffin.

It was still Song Ci, but at this time Song Ci's face was pale and his figure was hunched, far from the solemn appearance before.

He raised his hand and pointed towards the heels and the hooks, and suddenly two phantom shadows of the tomb appeared above them, directly covering the heels and the hooks.

At the same time, the tomb-like world of family and country also turned into a phantom of a tomb sculpture, covering Song Ci.

Just when the demons were puzzled, Song Ci suddenly said--

"Cause of death: strangled!"

After finishing the words, a string mark appeared on Song Ci's neck quickly, and the neck was visibly shrinking with the naked eye, as if a string was really strangling his neck.

As for the heels and the hooks, a chain of righteousness appeared directly around their necks, strangling their throats, as if they were going to strangle them to death.

The heels and the side hooks grabbed the righteousness rope, and the plague lean energy was continuously released from the body to pollute the righteousness chain, and finally broke the righteousness chain at the last moment.

"Song Ci, what kind of supernatural powers are you doing!" Heel shouted loudly, trying to break through the grave kun phantom, but bumped into a seal.

Song Ci ignored his heels and continued, "Cause of death: fire."

As soon as Song Ci finished speaking, the skin all over his body began to turn into scorched black, and two raging flames ignited directly on the heels and the hook.

Song Ci didn't stop, but continued to speak--

"Cause of death: drowning!"

"Cause of death: Heart penetration!"

"Cause of death: The back of the head was hit by a blunt object!"

"Cause of death: Excessive bleeding!"

Following the statement of the cause of death, Song Ci wilted visibly with the naked eye, and various inexplicable wounds appeared all over his body. On the other side of the heels and the hook, there were wailing wailings that never stopped, resounding throughout the Southern Desolation,

Seeing Song Ci's expressionless face, all the ancestor demons present shivered.

so ruthless!

This is clearly what punishment the other party receives, and what punishment he has to bear.

Human race, how can you show such a perversion!

Fortunately, he has not been conferred a saint, otherwise think about facing such an opponent in the future...

hiss--

dare not think, dare not think,

But just when the demons thought that Song Ci was going to win miserably, Chuan He suddenly yelled a strange word, and then the body of the gang hook who had been silent all this time shattered and turned into countless little bugs, flashing directly on the body

"cup?"

"Xugou died long ago?"

All the monsters were stunned for a while, and the gang hook turned into a small bug and flew into the body of the drum heel, and then the aura of the drum heel soared, turning into a creature with the body of a worm and the head of a bird.

The new heel slammed upwards and directly smashed through the tomb, but instead of continuing to fight, it turned around and flew towards the east.

"Hmph..." Song Ci, who had been expressionless all this time, suddenly let out a laugh, "The old man has already investigated your details back then."

"Today, I finally forced you to reveal your true body!"

Song Ci raised his hand, and Song Ci held a book in his hand.

"My wish is that there will be no injustice in the world!"

Song Ci sang loudly, and his whole body turned into a blue light, which shot directly into the book, and the book suddenly burst into blue light, and the three words on the cover were shining brightly -- "Washing Injustice"

Immediately afterwards, the pages of "Washing Injustice" flew out one after another, directly surrounding the heels,

"Song Ci, you are crazy!"

The heels of the birds, beasts and insects screamed sharply: "You have not been consecrated, but you have transformed yourself into the Tao, you are looking for death!" "Is it worth it?"

"I have two regrets in my life!" A long sigh came from the book.

"The first one, I tried it, but I can't do it. I only ask people who come after me to fulfill my wish!"

"The second one can be completed today, so what's the pity if I transform myself into Dao!"

Immediately, Song Ci's voice suddenly rose, becoming impassioned.

"Myriad monsters in the Southern Desolation, please be optimistic. If you hurt my human siblings and violate my Daxuan law, for ten years or a hundred years, thousands of miles, we will continue to pursue and enforce the law!"

"I am the twenty-seventh Prime Minister of Daxuan!" "Coffin son, Song Ci!"

As the voice fell, countless unjust souls and corpses rushed out of the record of cleansing injustices, pounced on Heel, and began to bite and gnaw their mouths. At this moment, all that could be heard was the incomparably miserable howl of Heel.

Daxuan, Zhongjing, Biyi.

The sky suddenly began to rain heavily.

Cheng Nansong suddenly felt a twinge in his heart.

He got up and paced, looked at the half-painted "Man Jianghong" again, and heard the sound of torrential rain outside the door, suddenly his heart moved, holding a brush in his hand, and directly wrote the second half of the painting on the back--

"Torrential rain, bottomless stream."

"Ford the torrent, board the other side."

"Strive hard to move the clouds, and the fog will disappear."

"The social process soothes the hearts of the courtiers, and the long-bodied ghosts never stop fighting."

"Looking at the setting sun, illuminating the fields on the earth," "Turn around!"

...

A pair of black worm-body and bird-head skeletons fell from the sky. Some ancestor monster hit it, and the skeleton shattered before it hit the ground.

The pages of "Washing Injustice" returned and turned into a complete book, and a blue light flew out from the book, turning into Song Ci's appearance.

At this time, Song Ci was already unbelievably old, and eventually lost his teeth. In addition to all kinds of scars, there were also the pox and plague spots that he shared with the corpse spirit.

Song Ci looked around, for some reason, the eyes of this old man who was almost at the end of his life exuded a compelling brilliance, and no ancestor demon dared to look at him.

He smiled slightly: "Old man..."

Just after saying two words, he suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Song Ci slowly closed his eyes, as if he had lost his vitality, and fell from the sky.

At this moment, a figure that no one expected suddenly appeared!

Chen Luo, who was still in Fangcun Mountain, suddenly appeared at the place where Song Ci fell. He has recovered his human form, caught Song Ci who fell, carried him on his back, and ran towards Lin'an City ,

The monsters were stunned

Chen Luo?

When did he come to the Southern Wilderness?

At this time, Chen Luo shouted while running--

"Bai Mo's articles depend on my avenues. If something happens to me, you don't want to read strange articles anymore!"

"I came here to collect Grandpa Song Ci's body. It's against etiquette for you to attack me. The Fang family will be the first to spare you!"

"The two clans are fighting, and the corpses are not beheaded!"

"Grandpa King Jing, save me!"

"Grandpa, save me!" "Brother, save me!"