I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Here's the thing.

Chen Luo took Han Qinhu and others to Deli City, and then Wang Dayuan released the breath of the gods, attracting the gods of Deli City, and then...

The battle is over.

Before Chen Luo could make a move, Wang Dayuan taunted the group, and Yinggou, Han Qinhu, and his party followed up and had a free fight, and then Chen Luo saw Yinggou dragging a corpse to him to exchange for candy Calabash.

A few loud noises, I am afraid that the residents of the city thought it was fireworks.

Just for a while, their gods are gone.

When suppressed by force, recklessness is a way to reach the sky!

"King Fengdu, hurry up!" Wang Dayuan urged Chen Luo, "The news that the fetal tree has no owner will be perceived by other gods soon, and some gods will come!"

"We want to race against time!" "Well, let's go!"

Several people vacated again and flew towards the fetal tree in Deli City.

The fetal tree in Deli City is located to the west of the city, and it is larger than the fetal tree of the Xilili tribe, and it is full of fetal fruit. But at this moment, the babies whose fetal fruit is split are destined to be unlucky, because there is no god to add life span to them.

"Buddha, let's hurry up." Although he knew that these creatures were dead things, but they were forcibly turned into living dead by the rules here, but when they saw the wombs split open, revealing the dead babies inside, they felt compassionate. He couldn't bear to look directly, so he could only urge Chen Luo.

Chen Luo looked helpless. It's no use urging me. I don't know the process!

The blood ball fell, and in an instant, a layer of slightly detectable regular aura emerged from the trunk of the fetal tree. Deli City looked at Wang Jia, and said slowly: "King Fengdu, take it easy, use the power of Divine Sense to refine that A wisp of regular breath."

Hearing this, Wang Jia immediately released the power of Divine Sense to capture the breath. As the power of Divine Sense continued to intrude, Wang Jia felt that there was no weak resistance coming from nowhere that hindered his refining of Divine Sense.

At that moment, the imprint of Liu Zu appeared on Wang Jia's wrist, and the phantom of the willow leaf flickered. Wang Jia felt as if no willow branch appeared out of thin air in his consciousness. This resistance was deeply broken.

Qian Zhenshi narrowed his eyes and looked in one direction: "There is no other god here."

Xiao Luozi looked at Wang Jia who was refining the fetal tree with his eyes closed, and said in a deep voice: "Bodhisattva, please go and stop him with Lao Wang, you are here to protect the Lord."

Yinggou nodded: "You go too!"

The group put their hands together: "The almsgiver will lead the way." "The poor monk is going to see who is going to interfere with the Buddha!"

Qian Zhenshi nodded: "Follow you!"

Saying that, Derry City flew towards that direction, followed closely by Yixing and Yinggou.

Xiao Luozi watched the eight people go away, and stood beside Wang Jia, guarding his surroundings...

Qian Zhen seemed to hear the sound of water. The sound of the gurgling brook.

The voice seemed to be calling me.

Following the sound of water, Wang Jia's mind drifted towards the direction of the big stream.

"God bless, let you have another son."

"By God, you wish you could have a frail child."

"Gods bless you want your kids to be gifted." Gods bless... Gods bless...

One after another praying murmurs sounded in Wang Jia's mind. After a long while, the sound of water became quiet, which almost covered up the murmurs.

Wang Jia's mind suddenly opened up, as if he was in the fog. When a gust of wind picked up, the fog cleared away, and Wang Jia "saw" a vast lake.

The lake reflects colorful lights and exudes a strong regular atmosphere.

"Wang Dayuan?"

Wang Jia suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly a huge and small message rushed into my soul, which made me feel a tingling pain.

"The son of Ah Han and She Qiusi, destiny Chen Luo is eighty-eight years old."

"The son of Luopanwai and Shatan, destiny Chen Luo for four years." "The son of Millahan and Toss, destiny Chen Luo for seventy-eight years."

Messages of Qian Zhen flashed across Wang Jia's mind, which made Wang Jia unprepared, but soon Qian Zhen's mind surged, and a barrier was erected to block all the information. Take a breath.

"My lord, is he alright?" Seeing that Qian Zhen came up with a relaxed expression, Xiao Luozi quickly asked.

"It's okay, I have to ask the younger generation Wang for some things. Huh? What about us?"

Wang Jia had just finished asking, and in the nearby sky, Deli City and others had already returned.

"Da Luozi, you scared away a god who came to take advantage of you with one punch." Yinggou was the first to rush back, shaking her big fist and asking Wang Jia for credit.

Wang Jia rubbed Yinggou's head, looked at Deli City and his party, nodded and said, "It's hard work."

The whole group reciprocated the salute, and Deli City smiled and said, "It's mainly due to King Yinggou."

"Shouyuan sensed Qian Zhenshi?" Wang Jia nodded.

Delicheng showed admiration: "It's worthy of being the king of Fengdu, so slow to be able to connect to Wang Dayuan. It took a full day to succeed in the first time."

"Senior Wang is humble." Wang Jia smiled and said, "How to deal with the information of Chen Luo?"

As he said that, Wang Jia looked up at the dense crowd above the fetal tree: "If you give Chen Luo one by one, do you have time to do other things?"

Just kidding, it can make Wang Jia's soul feel tingling, but it has to be blocked, so that he can know that the information is true. Namarza is a small city, and the fruitless fruit ripens all the time.

If Wang Jia really wanted to bestow Chen Luo on every baby, then I would stop doing anything and just stay under that tree and work for the rules of this world.

"This matter is difficult." Qian Zhenshi explained, "The quality of Malza's fetal tree is inferior. Qian Zhen only needs to guide a part of Qianzhen into the fetal tree first, and the fetal tree will automatically give the baby Qian Zhen, and replenish it regularly. Just fine."

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Qian Zhen nodded, and asked again: "How?"

"Qian Zhen senses Wang Dayuan first, and uses his soul as a bridge to receive and guide Wang Dayuan's rule power. As for the number of Chen Luo, he will naturally not feel it when he guides him."

"So complicated?" Wang Jia hurriedly followed suit, and very slowly, a regular breath emanated from Wang Jia's body, and then, following Wang Jia's spirit, fell under the fetal tree.

The newborn tree suddenly swelled up automatically with the wind, and the trunk, branches, and leaves were all covered with a faintly detectable brilliance.

That time, Wang Jia didn't have enough time for half a cup of tea before he opened his eyes again.

"Da Luozi, are you ready?" Yinggou looked up at Wang Jia and asked.

"En." Wang Jia nodded, "Maerza has a total population of 1,871,778 people, and the total amount is 48,878,740 years. "

"At present, there are a total of 4,881 fetal fruits under the fetal tree."

"You first injected Chen Luo of 700,000 years."

"It's just what you think, among the total Chen Luo, the Chen Luo you can mobilize now is only about two million years old. What's going on?"

"Well, that's the authority you mentioned with King Fengdu later." Deli City heard the words and explained, "If Shouyuan doesn't have 20% authority, you can at most transfer it to Marza's chief minister Chen Luo. Eleven million years!"

"Year-on-year shares?" Wang Jia added a note to himself in his mind.

"Now, Shouyuan has officially become the god of Qian Zhenshi." Delicheng laughed, "Next, whether Shouyuan is hidden in front of the screen or behind the Saint, whether to establish a new sacrifice or keep everything as before, full screen Shouyuan Yuan's mind."

"According to the system of the kingdom of witches, Malza should have no Elder house, and take charge of the city affairs. Elders are especially held by Sheren and witches. Whether to break up and reorganize or continue to use the original set of personnel is also in Shouyuan's mind. between."

"At that time, the little Elder of the Elder Society should also know that our god has changed."

"Shouyuan can observe it, use it if it can be used, if it can be used, it can be useless."

Qian Zhen nodded, looked at Qian Zhenshi and the others again, and said, "You feel that Chen Luo's passing has stopped. What should we do?"

"complex."

"There is often no identity similar to Ke Qing among the little gods, and one person can enjoy the gift of Chen Luo from the two gods!"

"Bodhisattva, King Yinggou, and King of Hell, each of them drops a drop of Blood Essence and falls under the tree. Shouyuan, you just agree. Then we will have the status of Lord Malzak, and you can give We teleported Chen Luo."

"If it's a passer-by, Qian Zhen's acceptance is not one-to-one. There will still be no gap in the middle, and the maximum is twice."

"If there is something to do, let's give each person seven hundred years for fun." Wang Jia said boldly, anyway, he really took root there, and now he has no right to use it, and it will be invalid after the expiration date.

"Let him go!" Wang Jia waved his hand, and the power of the eight rules immediately injected into the eight Yinggou's bodies, and the Chen Luo of the eight people increased by seven hundred each.

However, the expenditure totaling 1,700 years actually cost Wang Jia nearly 7,000 years.

Bah, Baidian!

"Okay, eight, let's go..." Wang Jia smiled, "Go to your city."

The group put their palms together with a smile, and Xiao Luozi's cupped hands should be, but Wuyinggou held back her big face and said, "You want a street!"

"food street!"

Meanwhile, Malza, Elder Yard.

Four old men in robes gathered together, all with anxious expressions on their faces. Four of them are gray robes and one is white robes.

"Little Elder, do you really sense the fall of our god?" The gray-robed Elder reconfirmed towards the white-robed Elder.

The white-robed Elder nodded: "There is a mistake."

"The old man dreamed that the fetal tree collapsed and heard the wailing of the gods. When praying to the gods, he must hear any echo."

"It is certain that your god was killed by the Devil."

After finishing speaking, the little Elder in white robe heaved a long sigh, and the other four Elders in gray robe also looked terrified.

At this moment, the little Elder in white robe stood up suddenly, walked slowly to the door of the small hall, and looked at the sky in the distance.

"Little Elder, what happened again?" asked the Elder in the ashless robe immediately.

The little Elder frowned slightly, and hurriedly said—

"The Devil who killed the gods has finished refining the fetal tree!" A moment ago.

"The god-killing monster broke into the other gods who supported me later!"

After a while.

"The evil god successfully took the fetal tree for himself!" A moment later.

"The changer re-injects Chen Luo into the fetal tree!" Last moment.

"The new god is flying towards you."

Then, the white-robed Elder waved his small hand, and shouted to the four gray-robed Elders—

"Your god is coming to my faithful Malza." "Slow, welcome as you please!"

Marza, the shrine.

Sitting under the low god seat, Wang Jia raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the Elder lying on the ground above him.

"This one in the white robe, is he the little Elder?"

Hearing Wang Jia's roll call, the little Elder Juliet quickly replied: "Dear God, your loyal servant Juliet greets you and is ready to die for you at any time."

"You just stop talking nonsense. All in all, their next god is missing."

"Now, you are their god!"

"You came to Malza that time for only one purpose!" "Emotions, emotions, or fucking emotions!"

"You are interfering in how you manage the city affairs, but what you want them to do must be done for you."

"Yes, it's just that resignation is so complicated, you will drain the Chen Luo they don't have!"

"Of course, if you do a good job, there will be no rewards!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Jia thought for a while, and when he raised his hand, a force of rules fell into Dao Juliet's body.

"Juliet, that time he greeted you in time, so I will reward him with eighty years of money first!"

"Grateful to the gods!" Juliet quickly raised her feet and hit the ground heavily, "Your servant Juliet praises your kindness from the bottom of my heart, and may Wang Dayuan surround you forever!"

"Okay, now, bring you all the materials about celebrations, festivals, and sacrifices that Malza doesn't have."

"In addition, all the myths that have been passed down are also sent." "One more word, you accept them for one year Chen Luo."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jia looked at the candle beside him: "After the candle burns out, you have to see all the materials behind your face."

"Go!"

At Qian Zhen's order, the four Elders got up quickly and rushed out of the door like crazy!

After the candle was burned out, the four Elders piled up a huge mountain of various materials in the temple. Juliet looked back respectfully, and said, "Dear God, you have collected all the information, do you have any orders?"

"Go up!" "Waiting for your call."

"Yes, yes!" Juliet saluted respectfully, and hurriedly left the temple with her Elder.

At this moment, Qian Zhen stretched his waist, looked at the group and the others, and said with a smile, "Let's go to rest."

"You have to read all those materials before you can write a book."

"Da Luozi, you can accompany him." Yinggou said, "Just have a supper!"

"Go up to Marza and take a walk around, in case of emergencies." Xiao Luozi arched his cupped hands, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

A group of monks laughed and said, "It's the same wherever the poor monk is. If the Buddha dislikes him, the poor monk will protect the Dharma for the Buddha there!"

"It's what you want!" Wang Jia returned the salute with palms together, then got up and walked behind the pile of materials.

After an hour passed, the sky inside gradually brightened, and Qian Zhen yawned.

This mountain of information has been read. Wang Jia is lying on the ground with or without image, looking at the ceiling of the temple, and he is constantly recalling what he saw in his mind.

In that world, in order to harvest emotions, the gods really worked hard.

When gods get married, they have to hold a celebration, which is very reasonable.

But my meow, for the sake of less celebration, is it abnormal that he married a thousand times?

There is also a god named Su Hei, who ingeniously set the late night of every day as the time of sacrifice, asking a small group of young people to dance and praise my name in a low voice.

"Hey Su Hey Su Hey Su Hey Su Hey Su Hey..." Well, the picture is gone.

It's really outrageous. My mother opened the door for Outrageous. Outrageous is home!

Who would make that kind of festival every day without any novelty? Wang Jiaxiaozhi thought about it, if it is a festival, is the Songkran Festival very good?

Get some Chen Luo water yourself and dilute it outside the well. Before pouring it on others, it can add a little Chen Luo. The point is, outside of that festival, high-level people can splash water on low-level people!

Well, write it down, order it up, and let this Juliet do it.

Yes, that is the point.

All festivals that can last for a long time must have many real stories behind them!

The smallest problem in that world is to create festivals for the sake of having no festivals, so it is very difficult to reach the emotional threshold.

Wang Jia also read these myths and legends, so it can be said that they are similar, they are almost exactly the same.

It is probably the gods who show their supernatural powers in order to save the world.

There is no sense of excitement and anticipation at all!

Sure enough, you still have to do it yourself!

Moved the sleeping Yinggou's head under his legs, Qian Zhen got up from the ground, tapped the storage order, and a desk and chair appeared immediately behind him.

Xingxing's eyes opened slightly, and then closed again.

Wang Jia sat under the chair, picked up the brush, and fell into deep thought.

It's the same as the book outside the flower forest in Dreamland. The book I was going to write that time didn't have the original manuscript at all, so I can only rely on the little memory I still have left.

Fortunately, this book is too unknown, and the classic plot outside is impressive. Countless film and television literature works have been created based on it.

Yes, Shakespeare's most successful play among the seven tragedies-"Shouyuan Lake and Han Captures the Tiger"!

Love is the eternal theme of life.

And if a pair of sincere love seeks what they want, regrets missing it, or even ends in tragedy, it will arouse weak resonance.

That kind of resonance triggers emotions, but more intense feelings!

After all, BE kills people!

Then use that story as a backdrop to create a whole new Valentine's Day!

Humph, it's just that Xinnong has released a blockbuster! That sales crown, you have decided!

Wang Jia briefly recalled the plot of "Qian Zhenshi and Qian Zhenshi", and then finished writing.

In Wang Jia's memory, the story was about the sincere love between Han Qinhu, the son of the Italian aristocrat Capulet, and Shouyuanhu, the son of Montague, but was thwarted because of the feud between the two families for generations.

The content of the story has quite few twists and turns. In the end, Shou Yuanhu and Qian Zhenshi fell in love with each other at first sight, and soon fell in love. But the two families are feuds. Before the seven fell in love, Shouyuanhu agreed to the duel request of Qian Zhenshi's cousin. But Qian Zhenshi's friend accepted the duel instead of Qian Zhenshi for the dignity of Shouyuan Lake, and was killed by Qian Zhenshi's cousin in the duel. In order to avenge his friend, Shouyuan Lake launched a duel again and killed Han Qinhu's cousin.

The murderous Shouyuan Lake was sentenced to exile, and during that time Han Qinhu's father accepted a marriage proposal from another family for Han Qinhu. Qian Zhenshi asked the priest for help, and the priest gave Qian Zhenshi a bottle of fake death medicine, planning to notify Shouyuan Lake to pick up Han Qinhu's "corpse" before Han Qinhu's death, and then the two flew away.

But something happened almost on the way. Qian Zhenshi got the accurate information, mistook Han Qinhu for Death, and drank the poison that had been prepared beside Han Qinhu's body. But before Shouyuanhu died, Han Qinhu came back to life again. Seeing Shouyuanhu's body, Han Qinhu stabbed himself with Shouyuanhu's dagger.

Just like that, for a couple who were originally a match made in heaven, one will disappear and the other will perish.

Yes, the background of that story is Italy in the Middle Ages, and it is about the love and hatred of two small family children. In order to better arouse the emotions of the world here, Qian Zhen decided to make a little change.

First of all, Han Qinhu is a witch, but Shouyuan Lake is a seventh-level clerk. The difference in class is doomed to the monstrous resistance for us to be together.

However, the housekeeper of Qian Zhenshi's family found out that before Han Qinhu and Qian Zhenshi had a private meeting, he sent people to burn down the house of Shouyuanhu's family, intending to burn Qian Zhenshi alive, but he thought that there was a murderer in Shouyuanhu. Instead, the two brothers of Shouyuan Lake who were in the house were burned to death.

Shou Yuanhu tracked down the murderer and found Han Qinhu's butler. He killed Han Qinhu out of anger and was caught on the spot.

Before that, Han Qinhu agreed to his father's request for marriage for Shouyuan Lake, and asked his father to help. Before seeing Han Qinhu's engagement to him, Han Qinhu's father came forward to save Shouyuanhu's life, but expelled Shouyuanhu from the city, so that I could always appear behind Han Qinhu's face.

In order to be able to be with Shouyuan Lake, Han Qinhu came up with a plan to fake death himself, and got the fake death medicine from Teacher Own.

Qian Zhenshi drank the fake death medicine and asked his own groom to go to Shouyuan Lake and let me pick him up, but the groom was interrogated and made things difficult on the way to report the letter because he was a superior slave. However, Shouyuan Lake's friends outside the city delayed telling Shouyuan Lake the news of Han Qinhu's death.

The ending of the story is the same as the original book, because of a misunderstanding, both of them died at the same time.

"It is to live with love!"

"Love is a puff of smoke blown by sighs; there is no spark in the lover's eyes that it purifies; the tears of a lover are the waves it stirs up; it is also the wisest madness, the bitter taste that chokes the throat, and the honey that eats it all the way to the mouth. "

"I think that the God of Cupid is so gentle on the outside, but he is so cruel in reality; I think that the God of Cupid is blindfolded, but he will always break into people's hearts."

"It's Bai Ye who revealed the secret in your heart, and it's because he wants to regard your promise as shameful madness!"

"May sleep close his eyes, may violence rest your soul."

The morning light shone back into the temple, and the pen in Wang Jia's hand stayed at the end.

It is just a story written in the words of this world, with or without the power of Heavenly Dao, with or without visions, it seems that the world after Wang Jia has completely told a story in words.

But before finishing writing, a kind of sadness brewed in Qian Zhen's heart.

The power of literature often touches the soul. Taking a deep breath, Wang Jia continued to write on it.

"The groom told about Qian Zhenshi's plan at the persecution of Han Qinhu's father. The love story between Qian Zhenshi and Qian Zhenshi spread throughout the city. At that moment, everyone was killed by Han Qinhu Cowardice, Qian Zhenshi's loyalty and moving. All the men and women who fell in love agreed to put down their work on the same day, hold each other, and pray to the gods with love, hoping that the gods can resurrect us, and even more hope that the gods can

Enough to protect those who love each other. "

"That day is called: Valentine's Day!" Wang Jia put down his pen.

"Qian Zhenshi, come to the temple!" Chen Luo summoned in his heart!