I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Time reversed to a quarter of an hour ago. Square inch mountain.

Chen Luo was frowning as he watched the battle between Song Ci and the two plague monsters in the sky. In the Parasol Tree Forest of Fangcun Mountain, a Parasol Tree leaf suddenly fell off from the tree, as if being swept up by a breeze, it floated to Chen Luo's shoulder superior,

Just when Chen Luo was about to slap off the Parasol Tree leaf, an "old" voice came into Chen Luo's mind: "Song Ci is in danger."

"Huh?" Chen Luo quivered, wondering, "Master?"

"Song Ci's righteous energy has transformed the corpse's energy, and he has already stepped half of his foot into the ghost." Azure Dragon Emperor did not respond to Chen Luo, but continued, "He can't be consecrated in the world, and this time he made a move, repaying his mortal intentions. .”

Chen Luo's complexion suddenly became serious, but he also understood that it would consume a lot of energy to transmit the sound to himself through the leaves of the Parasol Tree across the entire Southern Wilderness, and it was impossible to just report his funeral.

That shows that I may have some role in this!

"Master, what can I do?"

"You can..." The Azure Dragon Emperor continued to communicate with Chen Luo, and Chen Luo's face changed from solemn to thinking, and finally calmed down again. After a while, the Parasol Tree leaf fell from Chen Luo's shoulders by itself.

"Old Mastiff, I'm going out!" Chen Luo said to Mastiff Lingling, then quietly disappeared and left Fangcun Mountain.

a quarter of an hour later

In the sky, Song Ci, who had just killed the heel, felt that the righteousness in his body was rapidly dissipating.

Transforming the Tao with the body is to use righteousness to pave a smooth road on the long bridge of seeking. He can try his best to run a few steps forward on this smooth road, but if he can't reach the other shore of the Holy Land, this road will eventually collapse.

This is the doomed ending.

It is also the third way of Confucianism to seek death--"martyrdom" besides "bixuedanxin" and "opening peace".

Mencius said: If there is a way in the world, you should die with the way; if there is no way in the world, you should die with your body.

The moment when the righteousness dissipates is the end of life.

However, he has no regrets!

Maybe the Emperor Azure Dragon is right, there are still people in this world who can help him

But let himself hide in the dark, don't say a word, and just watch his heels go back to his ancestors, he can't do it!

After staying with the dead for a long time, he has a thorough understanding of life and death.

The geese leave traces, the wind leaves a sound, a person lives for a lifetime, and the grass and trees fall in autumn. Seeking to get it is a "come"!

His holy way was suppressed by moralists, and his writings were not allowed to enter the elegant hall. Even if Cheng Nansong repeatedly promoted him, Zuo Zuo was nothing more than a low-level official.

Today, he will use his own life to die in martyrdom!

Show the power of autopsy and the power of the law!

In the history books, when it comes to this blood tide, who dares to say that Song Ci is nameless, and who dares to say that the way of autopsy is rude and disobedient?

Lun!

The aged Song Ci looked around for a week. Now that he still had some power, he could burst out all the corpse energy at once to stop an opponent for the great Confucian of the human race.

Who should I choose?

No matter who you choose, the old man has no intention of living from the moment he stood up today!

Nanhuang, remember, there is a great Confucian named Song Ci!

Song Ci was about to say something, when suddenly a frivolous voice entered Song Ci's ears.

"Song senior, I'm Chen Luo!"

"Don't seek death."

"My teacher said I can help you!"

Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, and immediately locked onto the direction of the sound, and immediately closed his eyes slowly, allowing the corpse aura to spread, isolating his own life, and falling from the sky...

On the way, he adjusted his falling trajectory slightly, and removed his own weight in mid-air, and was finally caught by Chen Luo.

"Run!" A sound of urging reached Chen Luo's ears, and Chen Luo immediately carried Song Ci on his back, shouting 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. If you attack me, the Fang family will be the first to spare you!"

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

"Grandpa King Jing, save me!"

"Grandpa, save me!"

"Brother, save me!"

Sensing Chen Luo's behavior, the atmosphere in Nanhuang suddenly became weird.

They didn't expect Chen Luo to appear in Nanhuang, but how could they do it now!

Although there are only three guardians in the human race, the question is, who knows if the temple and Dao Palace have gone far?

The heart of Confucianism, the heart of Taoism...

Don't mention it.

At this time, who wants to be the early bird.

Martial Dao is nine thousand miles, which means a lot to the human race. If it is a chaotic war at this time, maybe some ancestor demons will be moved, but now everyone is in a state of clear division, who dares to fight?

Whether Chen Luo can be killed is not certain, but regardless of whether Chen Luo is dead or not, the one who strikes first will definitely be blown away by Confucianism and Taoism!

Besides, Chen Luo is right.

Bai Mo's articles still have to be placed on Chen Luo Avenue.

A book of "Wukong Biography" produced a Heavenly Dao emperor demon bloodline. If it is really written down, it is uncertain whether the human race will benefit more or the demon race will benefit more.

Now, Nanhuang's common view on Chen Luo is to try not to make him a saint!

In other words, in this case, Chen Luo is absolutely safe in the Southern Wilderness

Besides, he saved Song Ci, a martyr, even if his life was saved, his way would be broken.

what sense!

Still the same sentence, the human race is really not clear-headed sometimes! What do you want the majestic Martial Dao to save a dying person?

But having said that, Wan Yao is also the first time to see this long-heard Lord of Martial Dao with his own eyes.

How do you look, cowardly?

Is it necessary to shout so loudly?

You say old Jing Wang, Lang Feixian forget it, what are you calling Azure Dragon Emperor!

Who are you trying to scare?

Azure Dragon Emperor is old and weak, who is afraid! (Ke_Ke)

For a moment, the ancestor demons not only restrained their breath, but also became vigilant about their surroundings.

Don't let any idiot come out to give Chen Luo a blow, or be framed by other races.

That is really a grievance that can't be washed away even if the record of injustice is washed away!

Just when the thoughts of the demons were spinning, they only heard Chen Luo yelling: "Ouch..."

The ancestor demons saw Chen Luo carrying Song Ci on his back and fell heavily,

It wasn't something wrong with Chen Luo, it was because Song Ci was seriously injured. While running, Chen Luo used the air of the world to suppress Song Ci's corpse aura. , fell down.

Chen Luo hurriedly got up and checked Song Ci. Seeing that there was no serious problem, he felt relieved, put Song Ci on his back again, and shouted: "Shameless monster, unexpectedly attacked!"

"Come again, I will kill you!"

Southern Wilderness Ancestral Demons:(?_?)/

Is there something wrong with you!

You don't need the ancestor demon, even the Great Saint can tell that you fell down by yourself!

Where did the sneak attack come from!

What gibberish are you talking about!

Tough ass against the air!

Didn't those Confucian scholars in the Southern Wilderness say that warriors are simple and honest, with a simple temperament?

Doesn't it mean that Wu Fu is brave and foolish, and his heart is sincere?

You dignified Taoist master, why are you so innocent and innocent!

You are not good enough on your own, so why blame the Nanhuang Road for being uneven?

Is it true that everyone is blind?

At this moment, Lang Feixian asked leisurely: "Little brother, can you see who did it?"

Gan!

All the demon ancestors felt their brains buzzing. Confucianism!

Where is your shame?

What's your bottom line?

What about the wind of a gentleman?

"Wolves!" Chen Luo blurted out!

Anyway, tigers and wolves are the enemies of the human race, and they will not take this blame.

Tiger Clan...well, forget it. Just choose the Wolf Clan!

At this time, the ancestor of the wolf clan, the demon wolf, who had been led by King Jing before, was immediately furious.

No, no, impossible!

Wolf I coldly said: "Chen Luo, don't think that this ancestor is afraid to kill you!"

As soon as this remark was made, Chen Luo yelled again——

"Ouch!" "Damn!"

Chen Luo fell again!

Chen Luo immediately got up, carried Song Ci on his back and ran wildly, shouting: "Grandpa, the wolf ancestor demon wants to kill me!"

"Help!"

"Master Bamboo, the monster clan is bullying the disciples of the bamboo forest!"

"If you are still here, you will definitely protect me!"

"I am the youngest closed disciple!"

"Master, this disciple misses you so much..."

Hearing Chen Luo's cries for help became more and more outrageous, a cough finally came from the Parasol Tree forest in the northwest of the Southern Wilderness.

"Ahem..."

"Stop making noise..."

"Run slower, no one will touch you!"

Although the words were vicissitudes, a faint coercion instantly covered the entire Southern Desolation, and the ancestors below the demon could not detect it, but the ancestors felt that the soul was slightly stagnant for a moment.

The faces of the ancestor demons were solemn.

Is this the might of the Emperor Demon?

Convincing people with virtue, King Qilin, the old Azure Dragon Emperor!

Sure enough, yes!

At this time, the voice of Azure Dragon Emperor sounded again; "Han Luli, Chen Xiyi, are you still leaving?"

"I will keep Boy Chen."

Hearing Azure Dragon's voice, all the ancestor demons in the Southern Wilderness were stunned.

Fuck!

Han Changli! Chen Xiyi!

The two killer embryos haven't left yet?

Sure enough, even the breathing of the Confucianism and Taoism is fake!

Do you dare to dig out your own heart and put it in the sun to dry it!

The lord of the dignified hall, the lord of the Dao Palace, actually sneaked up on the cat.

What are your intentions! What do you want to do!

What about style? What about pattern?

At the same time, a cold air rose in the hearts of the ancestor demons.

Fortunately, the heart and eyes of the human race have already been vigilant in the blood, and they didn't do anything just now!

Otherwise, whoever makes the move will suffer!

At this moment, two laughter came from above the sky.

"The old man is getting old, he took a nap, let's go...

"Yes, Mr. Han is afraid that Mr. Xiyi will kill a demon in his dream, so he specially guards here to protect Nanhuang..." "Let's go, go, go..."

After several "gone", the voice became more ethereal, as if the speaker had gone away.

All the ancestor demons: Bah! Don't believe it!

Don't talk about this and that, just don't believe it!

The gazes of all the ancestor demons fell in the direction of the Parasol Tree forest, and the Azure Dragon Emperor also sighed lightly: "If it violates the Huxi's proposal, the old man will take action!"

That's good!

The demons let out a sigh of relief.

However, all the ancestor demons still released a trace of Monster Qi, falling far away on Chen Luo.

For nothing else but protection.

Don't make any more fools. Hurry up and send this uncle out!

Ever since, another miraculous scene appeared in the Southern Wilderness.

The ancestor demon no longer protects the law, the Great Saint no longer absorbs luck, and all eyes are on Chen Luo.

Everyone bear with it, be quiet, and don't make any moves.

Don't be fooled by this product!

As long as my protection measures are good enough, you won't be able to accuse me!

"Daxuanzhenghe calendar forty-seven years, autumn, the seventh day of September."

"The battle of bloodline tides has begun. Yuan Bubai of the ape clan borrowed the book of white ink to advance to the ancestor demon, and established the bloodline of the ape to fight through the sky. He is worthy of being a hero of the generation of the monster clan."

"For another half a day, there is a demon with a lame heel, and a gang hook who wants to return to his ancestors!"

"The human race is vast, and Song Ci, the former Minister of Law, came here because the two demons had caused a boundless plague and catastrophe with the human race, and their crimes were heinous. Song Ci sentenced him according to the Great Mysterious Law, under the tide of bloodlines in the battle between the two demons and the Southern Wilderness."

"At that time, the mountain of corpses descends, accompanied by ghosts and ghosts, and the way of autopsy once again shows its power."

"Sorrow is the parting of life and death, pity is the benevolence of the great way, respect is the heart of the ministers of the community, and fierceness is the true meaning of martyrdom!"

"Song Ci transformed himself into the Tao, cut off the holy way, and fell under the blood tide of the Southern Desolation!"

"Strong! Painful!"

"Heavenly Dao is unfair, why do you hurt me Song Ci Dao!"

"However, there is Chen Luo, the master of Martial Dao, who sneaked into the Southern Wilderness at some time, and rose up at this time, carrying his corpse and leaving!"

"While running, he angrily reprimanded all demons without fear. The demons were intimidated by the righteousness in his words and did not dare to act rashly!"

"The wolves are shameless and secretly delighted in attacking Chen Luo. In order to protect Song Ci's body, Chen Luo did not hesitate to block him with his body. He fell into the dust and was seriously injured!"

"But without hesitation, he continued to escort Song Ci's corpse to his homeland!"

"In other words: please kill me, don't hurt the remains of the senior!"

"With a sincere heart, I finally moved the Azure Dragon Emperor, and personally acted to escort him!"

"Wan Yao dare not move!"

"Tai Shigong said: Song Ci's way is to be compassionate to the world and to uphold the law. It is admirable and admirable. Chen Luo's righteousness goes deep into the southern wilderness to keep Song Ci safe. Great wisdom, great courage, great benevolence and righteousness! The spine of the human race is well-deserved .”

"I'm so lucky to see it!"

"Huh, I'm exhausted!" Under Nanhuang's dedicated protection, Chen Luo finally left Nanhuang and entered the nearest Daxuan City.

Local officials had been waiting here for a long time, but those officials had already been ordered. They just brought Chen Luo to a quiet manor and stopped following him.

At this moment, Song Ci had fallen into a coma, breathing intermittently. Chen Luo brought him into the hall and placed him on the bed that had been arranged.

Looking at Song Ci, Chen Luo recalled what the Azure Dragon Emperor said to himself.

"Song Ci's way requires hesitating between life and death before he can see the way forward. Therefore, neither Han Changli nor the old man has ever explained it clearly. Neither cares about explaining it clearly."

"A flesh and blood body, no matter it is born from a viviparous egg, is transformed by the power of Heavenly Dao. The various manifestations on the corpse also contain the principles of the Dao. Song Ci is walking this way!"

"This way is incompatible with living beings, and it is not the way of the circle of darkness. It can be said to be the way of corpses."

"He thought that his path of sacrifice was indispensable for the spirit of death, but he was completely wrong."

"What he needs is the breath of life! It is the attachment of life to this person."

"The avenue of the world, if the ancient Buddhism is still there, the Buddhist avenue of Purdue compassion will contain the spirit of life. Now, your colorful world of mortals Martial Dao is also rich in the spirit of life."

"If Song Ci comprehends this truth in the question of life and death, the canonization will be imminent."

"If you don't have time, I will write a piece of insanity, and you can accept it."

Chen Luo let out a long breath.

Taking Song Ci to the underworld? No way!

People can't do without his way!

In the future, even if the Dunhuang Avenue succeeds and the two realms are reconnected, it will only be the reconstruction of Samsara, and the principles are the same, and life and death still have their own rules.

When Yang asked about the case, Yang asked; the affairs of the Ming Dynasty were handled because of the Ming.

Each performs his duties.

It is impossible for a dead person to call up the ghost of the deceased and ask "who is the murderer".

Otherwise, if the two worlds shuttle frequently, what should Yin & Yang do, just merge into one world.

Therefore, in terms of law and punishment, Song Ci's theory, Song Ci's principles must be preserved!

"Fortunately, it's me!" Chen Luo sighed, "Otherwise, just to remove toxins, it might take a medical sage to do it."

As he said that, Chen Luo's figure flickered and turned into a Golden Crow state.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and hovered over Song Ci's lips. With a thought, a drop of Golden Crow Blood Essence was forced out and fell into Song Ci's mouth.

Golden Crow Blood Essence, burn all cancer toxins in Song Ci's body!

As the Golden Crow Blood Essence entered Song Ci's body, the vitality and yang power contained in the Blood Essence instantly spread to Song Ci's whole body, the originally pale skin instantly became colored, and the heart that had almost stopped beating started thumping again jumped up.

Chen Luo's complexion also paled slightly, and he turned back into the human deity again.

He helped Song Ci up, sat down in the Lotus Position opposite him, stretched out his fingers, and touched Song Ci's eyebrows, and slightly closed his eyes. Immediately, the thick seven-colored mortal air rose from Chen Luo's body, followed his extended fingers, and entered Song Ci's body continuously.

Song Ci felt like he had a dream.

In the dream, he heard the sound of the river spitting, and unconsciously wanted to walk towards the river.

As the sound of the river grew louder, he seemed to have forgotten many things.

He forgot his name, his identity, his past,

He didn't know where he was going, he just knew he was going towards the river.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he saw the rushing river in the distance.

Every spray in the river turns into a living creature

They were floating in the river, and they seemed to be shouting at Song Ci to hurry over

Song Ci was about to take a step towards the river, when suddenly, a cloud of seven-color hydrogen-enriched air descended from the sky and surrounded him.

what is this?

Song Ci shook his head, he wanted to pass through the colorful things and walk towards the river.

Suddenly, a baby's cry made Song Ci stop,

He turned his head, and saw an infant child emerging from the colorful mist.

Amidst the crying, he felt a sense of helplessness, which seemed to be panic about a strange world.

This is how that child feels.

Immediately, a warmth surrounded him tightly.

It is a soft embrace that hugs the infant child.

An unparalleled love was born in his heart

This is the mood of the mother.

Then, another phantom appeared in the colorful mist. Similarly, Song Ci also sensed different emotions.

There is the joy of growth, the regret of failure, the melancholy of separation, and the impulse to fall in love.

There is the spirit of sailing out to sea; there is the waiting and waiting of the lonely lamp in the cold night:

As if walking through a bustling city, emperors, generals, talented scholars and beauties, plotting all kinds of tricks and enjoying the glory, there are also traffickers and pawns, for petty profits, three meals a day, busy, running around day and night.

It also seems to have seen the hard-working fields, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, calculating the grain frame for a good harvest and planning for future generations.

Until the age is old and the youth is gone,

Ultimately, ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes.

No one is always young, but there are always young people.

After Fang Jue fell into the earth and cried, he heard the sound of falling to the ground.

People ask all the bustling sounds, all in a cry,

This is the question of the world.

Song Ci took a deep breath, and he inhaled streams of colorful air from the world of mortals into his body.

The wild fire is endless, can the spring breeze blow again?

No, these people, they're not some humble weeds. It is not a dispensable weed that will be replaced in the next year after being burned!

They also struggled to break through the ground, they also greeted the spring, and they also resisted the autumn wind.

They grew, they were green,

The fire can't burn the traces they left on the ground!

Remember this spring and rain, they used to exist!

The dust of the earth remembers that they were

Unnamed Zhian, who are you?

It doesn't matter who you forget.

Who didn't work hard until the end of life!

More and more mortal air was sucked into Song Ci's body, and his spirit became more and more clear.

Yes, I'm Song Ci

I am not a nameless lead!

There's no reason for Death to be the end

If someone sets fire, I will find the person who set it on fire!

You don't care about the weeds, I do!

I want peace of mind for the dead and peace of mind for the living!

I have a way, cleanse the injustice!

All the mortal energy was sucked into Song Ci's body. At this time, the colorful hydrogen cyanide object disappeared, but the scene in front of Song Ci also suddenly changed.

There was no long river, no waves, he raised his head, and he stood on a long rope, and on the opposite side of the rope, there was a door.

Perhaps it is more accurate to say that it is the door frame. There is a white mist behind the door, and nothing can be seen.

He lowered his head, the thin rope was broken, but in front of the rope, there was a stream of Blood Qi, and further ahead of the Blood Qi, there was a stream of seven-colored Qi, leading directly to the door of that door.

Song Ci walked forward step by step, passed the Blood Qi, passed the colorful colors, and finally stood in front of the "door".

The question of seeking: Is there still justice under three feet?

Answer: I am here!

Song Ci stepped into the gate step by step!

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The mighty Shengwei was released from Song Ci's body, Chen Luo couldn't dodge in time, and was blown to the ground by the Shengwei.

Lu Ji, above the sky, Wanzao inspects the sky, beautiful clouds and clouds, within ten thousand miles of the manor, a hundred flowers bloom

Immediately afterwards, a blue avenue of thousands of miles emerged in the sky, and under the bright sun, it suddenly began to drizzle. When the rain fell on the person, it directly turned into a beam of righteousness and entered the body.

"Splendid Miles"!

"Thousands of flowers bloom"! "Righteousness and rain"!

At this moment, every human race felt joy in their hearts.

They all put down their work and looked up at the sky, with an uncontrollable joy blooming on their faces.

Here it is, Holy Land!

Everyone is anxiously waiting for something!

Soon, a majestic voice resounded throughout the human race -

"He Songci is cowardly, through seeking, opening up the world, Transcendent becomes holy!"

"Celebrate!"

"Boom..." There was joy in the Daxuan territory instantly!

Half holy! Sure enough, half holy!

My human race, there is one more demi-saint!

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Historical records:

In the forty-seventh year of Zhenghe in the Daxuan calendar, in autumn, on the seventh day of September, Song Ci, the originator of forensic medicine, learned the holy way of forensic medicine, and lived in the territory of the human race.

Canonization!