I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Zhongjing, Imperial Study Room.

"Kuimu wolf?" Wenxiang and Zhengxiang looked at Ye Heng with a smug expression, "Chen Luo opened a new Heavenly Dao bloodline of the wolf clan?"

Afterwards, Han Qingzhu said thoughtfully: "In the battle of the bloodline tide, the wolf destroyer wanted to gather the bloodline of the wolf clan and the Buddhist three Movement Technique breakthrough ancestral demon, but was destroyed by Chen Luo, and the success fell short. The bloodline ancestral shadow collapsed. The family has no ancestor demon blood!"

"If the blood of the Kuimu wolf is in the hands of the imperial court, wouldn't it turn a wolf into a dog? From now on, the Southern Wilderness will never suffer from wolves!"

Wen Xiang Zhou Zuofeng also nodded approvingly: "The chaos in the Southern Wilderness is half caused by the tiger and wolf clans. If the wolf clan is held in the hands of our human clan, and the plan to drive away the wolves and tigers is used, the Southern Wilderness will be pacified!"

"For the Tiger Clan, you still have to be cautious!" Han Qingzhu shook his head, "The Tiger Clan has six bloodlines and four major subordinate clans. They are the most powerful in the Southern Desolation. If you are not fully prepared, it is better not to lighten the war. After all, the north is the most important."

"Speaking of which, Feng Nanzhi, the female emperor of the Tiger Clan, heard that she was brought up by the Lord of Qingqiu and educated by Confucianism since she was a child. She has also restrained the Tiger Clan from invading my Daxuan territory these years, so she is someone I can make friends with."

"The heart of a tiger and wolf is unpredictable." Zhou Zuofeng frowned, and said solemnly, "Whether the Empress of the Tiger Clan is sincerely restraining her, or waiting for an opportunity, is still unknown."

"With the wolf clan in hand, we can arrange some means."

Han Qingzhu nodded and sighed again: "It's a pity

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"If you can find someone close to you and get to know you a little less, that would be great."

Listening to the two young ministers' back and forth discussions, the smile on Nan Zhi's face gradually froze. Hey, hey, I'm still there.

Can they give me a feedback when they discuss those little things.

In a room of eight people, how did I become the one left?

The little Confucianist who edited my daily life in Chunqiu Hall is standing in front of the screen, ready to write with a pen.

At least they gave me a face!

Is there something about you out there? Do you still have to stamp it?

But when we heard Dong Cang from the Tiger Clan mentioned by us, Nan Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly.

Regarding Kuimu Lang, White Tiger seems to be mentioned in the Heavenly Dao information I got.

Kui Mulang, one of the White Tigers in the West. Could it be that White Tiger can also join the blood of Kuimu wolf? It's been...

The empress wrote it, so there is a problem.

This brat, with four hundred thoughts all over his body, will always suffer.

It is said that it must be fishing for this big White Tiger! Um? Fishing for a big White Tiger?

Nan Zhi suddenly became excited, startled by the thought that came up at random, but immediately after, her eyes lit up.

Yup! Is that teasing people?

At that time, I also ignored the cold discussion between the two young ministers, but grasped the idea and thought about it deeply, and the more I thought about it, the more reliable it became.

In terms of age, this big White Tiger does not seem to be seventy-eight one, but a little younger than the empress.

But it doesn't matter!

I have known my sister well for more than a year, and I only regard Loli as a treasure!

The crabapple overwhelms the pear tree, and the flowers fall outside the dream.

wonderful

In terms of status, you are the master of the Martial Dao of the human race, and a White Tiger bloodline is more than enough. In terms of title, the human race Chen Luo is indeed close to the monster race Dong Cang, but it has something to do with it, I can't give me a promotion!

"Your Majesty!" Dong Cangcheng suddenly noticed Nan Zhi who was meditating at the side, and then realized that he was in the imperial study room, and he and that idiot Zhou Zuofeng seemed to be out of favor with Emperor Xiaoxuan.

Unexpectedly, just as I wanted to bring Nan Zhi into the discussion, Nan Zhi waved her hand and said patiently, "They're talking about them."

"I'm thinking about something!

Zhou Zuofeng and Dongcangcheng looked at each other. What little things can he think about?

But let alone, Nan Zhi really thought of a small matter.

At this time, I was frowning, because I suddenly found that there was a small loophole in my idea.

It's not that the Empress and Yun Siyao haven't made a private decision on their lives, and they're waiting for the Bamboo Sage to come back from the sky and find Emperor Yunlong to hire him.

That... is easy to handle.

But since that's the case, what does the Tu family mean?

It's a heavy gift to meddle in the blood of Kuimu Lang!

There is absolutely nothing tricky outside!

The Tu family seemed to have noticed some clues of the same anomaly.

timeline!

The Empress stayed alone in the Southern Wilderness for more than half a year.

Could it be...

After all, he is a handsome man of many years, after all, he is so old and crazy...

Nan Zhi squinted her eyes, recalling the past when she went out to play in the palace when she was young.

This year, the spring rain falls in the south of the Yangtze River;

The building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty. I-

I still remember the fragrance of flowers this year and this month;

I still remember this girl from this year...

"Your Majesty!" Tu Jiazhi called out, pulling the Tu family out of their memories.

"Aiqing; what's the matter?" Nan Zhi recovered and looked at Tu Jiazhi.

Zhou Zuofeng squeezed out a smile: "Your Majesty, what are you thinking?"

"What are you thinking about? Thinking about everything!" Nan Zhi quickly admitted.

Zhou Zuofeng and Dong Cangcheng looked at each other. Pooh!

He laughed out loud.

At this time, Nan Zhi also thought of the empress's body from her own past.

Have run away, if that's the case! My guess is definitely right! Tsk tsk tsk, what a skill! Princess Yunlong, White Tiger Tujia!

That kind of thing is not beyond the scope of my Emperor Xiaoxuan's help.

The other thing is that the Seven Girls in the Bamboo Grove are causing trouble themselves.

Forget it, so adapt to all changes, just wait and see.

Anyway, I'm just a stampede, and I know everything, so it's reasonable.

Empress, I support him in spirit! You can't!

Nanzhi stood up from the dragon chair, looked at Nanhuang with a smile on her face, and said lightly, "Seven young ministers, don't worry!"

"Tiger Clan, maybe it hasn't changed!"

Tu Jiazhi and Zhou Zuofeng were taken aback for a moment, looking at the unsure emperor behind them, cupped hands asked: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, where did the change come from?"

Nan Zhi waved her hand with an inscrutable look.

"It can be said, it can be said..."

In front of the screen, the little Confucian who recorded his daily life wrote vigorously: On October 18, the emperor discussed with the Wen and Zheng Qi about the wolf clan, and the tiger clan was mentioned. The emperor got up and looked south, saying that the tiger clan might not have changed. Qixiang asked the root cause, and the emperor laughed, saying yes. Southern Wilderness, Tiger Mountain.

Before the secret guard took the order to leave, Master Feng naturally put one hand on Own's big belly, and the other hand held his long hair by the sideburns, his majestic face lost a bit of tenderness.

The feeling that suddenly arises in your heart after you experience it eight times is confirmed to be due to a change in your mind that you have not imagined.

Hmph, you are a majestic Dongcang, how can you have a different mind!

The corners of Master Feng's mouth were naturally slightly raised, and he controlled it weakly, pulling the corners of his mouth back to its original position.

Who cares about Kui Mulang's bloodline!

According to the information sensed by Master Feng, Heavenly Dao evolved into the blood of Kuimu wolf and fell into the wolf clan. This bloodline, conferred by the human court, can also be deprived by the human court.

It is similar to the later Zhenshan Baixiong and Tianpeng bloodlines.

But it's not the same place.

This is not, the blood of Kuimu wolf, whether it can be promoted to the ancestor demon, is determined by the blood of White Tiger.

It is the Tiger Clan, but only refers to the White Tiger bloodline. Then there is no relationship between the county magistrate and the current management.

To give a good example, if no race can't decide whether he lives or not, White Tiger can't decide how he lives.

In other words, Lord Feng Hou couldn't mobilize that bloodline to do anything except deal with the human race.

The Feng Tu family can't be sure, the Tu family definitely knows the existence of the fetus in their womb; it doesn't mean that I gave it to the own guard...

Master Feng bit his lip to let Own show his distress.

Hmph, Dong Cang, a majestic tiger of yours, has an ancestor monster like a cloud, and a little saint like rain, and you still need him to arrange guards for you?

Forget it, just a few days ago, the conscientiousness outside the stomach is convenient for exposure, so I will keep it for you.

"If it's because of him, my mother is rare!"

The Feng Tu family muttered loudly, but finally the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, and there was a hint of sweetness in his voice.

After digesting the information from that layer of induction, Lord Feng regained his mind and prepared to continue his practice, but just as he mobilized the power of his blood to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, he suddenly frowned, realizing that something was right.

The so-called day essence and moon essence does not mean that it only absorbs day essence during the day, and absorbs moonlight at night. In fact, it cannot be absorbed day and night.

But just when Master Feng absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, he suddenly sensed the eighth power.

The eighth kind of power is not as natural as Nissei, nor is it as deliberate as Yuehua. It has a swaying momentum, but it has traces.

If it is necessary to describe it, a poem by Du Fu of the human race describes it appropriately: Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things with sound.

It seems to be very suitable for the cultivation of the blood of the monster race. That aroused Lord Feng Hou's idea.

Just half an hour later, do you still have that feeling when you practiced, but why did that power suddenly emerge.

You re-activated the power of the blood, and sure enough, you sensed the emergence of this power again. It's just that once, did you stop, but felt it carefully, very slowly, Feng Tu's family was in a state of fascination, as if seeing a starry sky.

To the west of this starry sky, there is no star, eight of them are dim and bright, but none of them are bright and clear.

That power is transmitted from this bright star.

"That's... the power of Star?" Lord Feng frowned slightly.

Regarding the power of Star, there are no legends in Yaozu. It is said that compared to the sun and the moon, Star is the most suitable source of power for the monster race. Just like that, when the Yaozu returned to their ancestors, what was condensed was a Star.

It's just that in the Lich battle in the ancient times, although the monster clan won in the end, the price to be paid was tragic. In the last battle, all the little witches fought desperately and shattered the star sea sky of the monster clan.

If you want to compare it, smashing the starry sky of the monster race is like cutting off the Confucianism path of the human race.

Before that, the Yaozu replaced the Star with the sun and the moon. Over time, the world thought that the Yaozu was born to use the sun and the moon to cultivate, but they knew the existence of the power of the Star, and there was no such thing as a star demon in the world.

"What the hell did I write!" Before Feng Tujia confirmed that it was the power of Star, a surprised expression appeared on his face for the first time. What exactly did the Empress write that made you feel that this already legendary Star Sea sky screen received the power of Star.

It's just you, Kui Mulang's blood, you can also feel the star sea and sky, and practice with the power of Star.

Lord Feng's soul sweeps over the eight Stars that are still dim, and you have a faint feeling that when the remaining eight Stars light up, they can also provide you with the power of Stars.

One for one! One star is extinct White Tiger is extinct! White Tiger's Star blood!

That is the real handwriting of the Tu family!

Of course, if you want to get the blood of White Tiger's extinct Star, you, Lord Feng, have to be recognized by the human race.

Feng Tujia's chest heaved violently, if you were not proud of you, it would be the first time that you would not have the feeling of admiring someone.

If you say that you have these unspeakable feelings and entanglements with the empress in the future, compared to the empress, you would rather miss this Golden Crow. This time, you really have admiration for the Tu family from the bottom of your heart Feelings.

"It's just..." Master Feng murmured, "You belong to Dong Cang of the Tiger Clan, how could you accept the canonization of the Human Clan!"

Lord Feng Hou let out a long breath, and was about to enter and leave the starry sky, when suddenly there was a pain in his abdomen!

"Huh?" Master Feng frowned, you have no experience as a first-time mother, and you know why, so you can only quickly dispatch the power of your soul to appease the fetus.

However, did Marquis Feng notice that at the very moment you withdrew from your soul, in the sky of your soul, stars lit up one by one, and the stars shone brightly in a blink of an eye.

It's just that the stars only flickered for a moment, as if they had reached a resonance with something, and then quietly retreated.

When the stars dimmed again, Lord Feng also sensed that own stomachache disappeared.

At this time, Master Feng didn't pay attention to the soul Star, but stared blankly at Own's belly with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Could it be that she is about to give birth?" Feng Tu's family said firmly, "Or did you just repair the fetal gas?"

"Forget it, just practice for two hours a day."

Feng Tujia looked at Own's stomach and sighed: "He is really troublesome."

Square inch mountain.

The Tu family raised his head from under the desk.

"It's strange, I fell asleep!" The empress yawned. She had just finished writing the chapter about the yellow-robed monster Kui Mulang, and she felt sleepy inexplicably, so she fell asleep under the desk.

Rubbing my temples, I vaguely remembered that I dreamed of a bright starry sky, and under this starry sky, within each star, there was a little demon conceived.

At my level of practice, if no one is dedicated to using supernatural powers, it will be a dream for nothing.

It seems that it has nothing to do with the manuscript of "Journey to the West" written by myself.

The empress glanced at the eighty-first chapter that hadn't been finished yet, as if she didn't think about it.

"It seems that the appearance of Kuimu wolf opened up the star official system!" The empress nodded, it seems that Sicheng is not like that.

It's something else, the power of chaos in my body seems to have dissipated so much, it's enough to write another chapter.

"Then Heavenly Dao deducts fees, why is it like some apps, the front desk steals traffic..." the empress complained, and frowned again.

I remembered that at the very first moment of the dream, all the stars suddenly shone together, and the time was long, only two or eight seconds, but it seemed that I had a feeling of accelerated heartbeat and throbbing of the soul.

"What's going on?" The empress sensed again, but she couldn't feel this feeling again.

"Is no one going to plot against you?" An idea came to Tu's mind, and he shook his head again, "It seems like this feeling."

"Forget it, I don't have a chance to ask Master. If my old man knows." After thinking for a long time, the empress, who still had no answer, decided to ask for help in the field.

"It's Master..." The Empress sighed again. Still going for a short time.

I respect the old, but my master definitely loves the young!

By the way, Jian Jia's sister-in-law said that the master's roll call should be a song with more vicissitudes.

This one first!

The empress glanced at the manuscript, how difficult Tang Monk and his disciples have suffered now, they just experienced a breakup, and now before Kui Mulang, they are reconciled and continue westward.

This situation, this moment, at this moment, which song is just right!

So the empress picked up a pen, and attached a song that I have been familiar with since childhood——

"He carries the burden, you lead the horse"

"Welcome the sunrise, send away the sunset"

"Smooth the ups and downs and make a small path; after fighting the hardships and dangers, set off again, set off again"

"La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la"

"A series of spring, autumn, winter and summer; a series of ups and downs"

"Dare to ask where the road is" "The road is on your feet..."

Just when the empress finished writing the melody, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Chen Luo, Miss Luo is here!" Mastiff Lingling said through the door.

The empress was taken aback: "Red slave?"

Immediately, the empress put down the pen, and in response, the door of the study was pushed open, and Han Qingzhu walked back gracefully.

"Young master..." The next time the empress flew to Tu's house in Fangcunshan, Han Qingzhu, as her own, had seen the wooden body of the empress, and was not surprised. Has been falling under the empress.

Today's Han Qingzhu is an unknown folk artist in the sky, and is even called a play fairy by the folks. His posture and temperament have improved a lot since then, and his every move seems to have thousands of charms.

It's just that the moment she saw the empress, the opera fairy seemed to have turned into a little maid again. Before finishing the ceremony, she saw that the teacup under the empress's table was empty, and poured tea quickly, acting naturally.

The empress also had some intentions, and asked directly: "Why did you come to Fangcun Mountain? Is it something that happened to Ye Hengcheng?"

"Well, I came here because I missed you, so I came to see you for an excuse." Han Qingzhu handed the cold tea to the empress, and although his face was flushed, he said it frankly.

"Seven times, Ye Heng really has nothing difficult to do. Qin Chengshou is worried that the letter is vague, so he specially asked you to come here and ask Chen Luo's opinion."

"What's the matter?" Tu Jia also naturally took the tea from Tu Jiazhi's hand and asked.

"Recently, a group of people have been arrested in the city." Speaking of business, Han Qingzhu said solemnly, "They are followers of false Buddhism in the Western Regions."

"Men and women are mostly gone."

"They didn't resist when they were arrested, but the city guards got ruthless and killed more than a dozen."

Hearing Han Qingzhu's words, the empress frowned slightly. In Ye Hengcheng, there are no false Buddhist followers?

This is my queen's small base.

To force the city guards to act, there must be Practitioners besides those who resist.

"What's going on?" The Tu family also realized the slightness of the problem, and put the teacup on it, "What's Qin Zhenshou's opinion?"

Han Qingzhu sat opposite the empress, thought for a moment, and said, "Qin Zhenshou said that the teachings of false Buddhas are indeed alluring."

"Even if it's in the Tu family, even if it's not even a Practitioner, it's not about Ruyi Scepter after all. In this way, there will be no gaps in my heart."

"This false Buddha disciple pretended to be an abnormal person, and took this opportunity to defeat his defenses. When the other party realized that he was about to lose a new false Buddha, he hadn't been brainwashed yet."

"In fact, this matter has never been stopped in Xiaoxuan, but it was discovered for the first time in Tu's house recently, which aroused the vigilance of the town guard."

"The empress thought for a moment, and said: In "Journey to the West", you once named Hinayana Dharma and Mahayana Dharma, does that have any effect?"

Han Qingzhu thought for a while, and replied: "Because of acting, I have traveled to many places and met many people. Your son's Hinayana Dharma and Mahayana Dharma are indeed effective. No matter how much the Western Region Buddhists want to confuse people , it’s not as difficult as it was later.”

"only····.."

Having said that, Han Qingzhu paused and looked at the empress.

"Just what? He just said it's okay..."

Encouraged by the empress, Tu Jiazhi took a deep breath and said, "Nowadays, the Duolin Temple where the Hinayana Dharma is practiced, enshrines Buddhist scriptures!"

"Duo Lin's disciples also keep promoting Zen Dharma, but unfortunately, in my view, there is something too much after all.

The Tu family looked at Han Qingzhu, thought for a while, and nodded: "There are more agility and image."

"Exactly!" Tu Jiazhi nodded, "I feel deeply when I act off the stage. No matter how profound the truth is, through the way of acting, the audience can quickly accept and understand it."

"When the false Buddhas of the Western Regions confuse us, they will also tell some stories about descendants and display some Buddhist supernatural powers to make people believe."

"On the other hand, the Hinayana Dharma of the Tu family, the Buddhist scriptures are boring, and there are many disciples who can really talk about it as boring. Although "Journey to the West" is beautiful, the Buddhist principles are deeply hidden in it."

"There are not even Buddhist disciples from the Western Regions who use the banner of Hinayana Dharma to promote the false Buddhist teachings of the Western Regions."

"It's still not far away for rural people, women and children in the market, and they are often deceived by the rhetoric of false Buddhist disciples in the Western Regions."

"If things go on like this, I'm afraid I'll ruin my son's reputation.

"To solve that problem, you still need to write a story, and it will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so as to cut off the source."

"That's why Qin Zhenshou sent slaves to report to the young master."

The Tu family nodded. He might be standing too low. Did he pay attention to those places?

So speaking of it, it seems that it is time to come up with "Jigong Biography", which has been suppressed for a while.

"You know about this matter, you will start to solve it!" The empress nodded, "He replied to Qin Zhenshou, you don't know what to do."

"In addition, the theater side is also prepared. We can't choose some disciples who are not interested in acting among Duolin's disciples. We will lose a small benefit!"

"Yes! I understand." Tu Jiazhi's eyes lit up, and he knew that the Empress hadn't made up her mind yet.

"This slave will return to Tu's house and report to Zhenshou Qin." Han Qingzhu got up and bowed again, and then looked at the empress with your small eyes, "Young master, don't work too hard. Tujiacheng rests for a few days."

"Tu Jiacheng, I miss you son very much!"

"You know. It's just convenient to act as an avatar, and you will go back when the deity returns." The empress smiled faintly, "Be more careful on the way."

"Hey! The slave has come in." Han Qingzhu saluted again and walked out of the study.

Looking at Han Qingzhu's leaving back, the Empress let out a sigh of relief.

Nether hasn't beaten Bailian Pure Land into this state yet, we are struggling with our master at the moment to control the Nether Trail, and we still have the energy to make waves in the world.

The timing of writing "Jigong Biography" by myself is almost too ripe.

Can't do it!

Hmph, the false Buddhas of the Western Regions are blaming you, they touched your Ye Hengcheng crystal first.

In retaliation, you push up their lowlands, that's reasonable!