I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Looking forward to, looking forward to.

The latest issue of "Daxuanmin Daily" finally spread to Nanhuang.

However, no matter whether it was Qingqiu, Yuyuan, or other monster races who had the right to copy, they immediately gave up "Daxuan Min Bao" to Qingqing Grassland.

There is no way, the price given by the Qingniu clan is too high.

Anyway, everyone already knows that the blood of Heavenly Dao this time is from the cattle tribe, so it is enough for each demon tribe to leave a few copies for the Great Saint to read. Anyway, it was only a day or two delayed.

It is important to make money first.

...

Green grassland.

The ancestral land of the Niu people, Niulan Mountain.

Two days ago, Niu Pipi, the ancestor demon, returned from Dao Palace and brought the news that the Taoist sect had won the opportunity for the Niu Clan, and the whole Niulan Mountain was boiling.

Originally, they knew it was impossible to go to the Taoist cave for a while.

They just look familiar, but they are not really stupid!

However, whether to mention the request or not is a matter of attitude.

After all, they are foreigners, and they are always separated from Taoism.

Some conditions must be raised from time to time, so that the Daomen feel that the Niu Clan must rely on them, and they can also control the Niu Clan.

Small conditions are not good, and they are easy to meet if they are mentioned, and they will be seen to be playing tricks.

Just mention that kind of big condition, the kind that they definitely need but the Daoist sect can't satisfy for a while, and they don't strive for it after mentioning it, and just let the Daoist sect pass it off with three melons and two dates.

It happened to set up the angry cow.

Perfect.

But I didn't expect that this time I went to maintain the cow design routinely, and there were unexpected gains.

Splash of chance!

What could it be?

In terms of their attitude towards their own people, Taoism and Confucianism are different, they are the masters who spit and nail!

They say that there is a chance, and there must be a chance;

Otherwise, where do they put their faces?

Otherwise, it would be troublesome to come out and explain!

So a group of Senfeng Great Saints squatted on the fan of Niulan Mountain, looking up at the sky.

Waiting for the opportunity to drop.

In the end, there was no opportunity to fall from the sky, but the news of opportunity came from my ears.

Master Martial Dao, Master of Ten Thousand Demons, Chen Luo, finally writes in "Journey to the West"!

Heavenly Dao bloodline, cattle family!

This... how embarrassing this is.

The gift hasn't been sent yet!

Speaking of which, the Qingniu clan did not send envoys to Zhongjing. After all, they followed the Taoist sect, and if they got confused with the Confucian sect, it would be difficult.

So this news was only learned through other monster races, so it was a bit late.

But at this point in time, Chen Luo wrote Niu Clan in his handwriting. Is it because the Daomen is working hard?

Could this be the sky-shattering chance that Taoist said?

To be honest, they recognize the chance, but for the Niu Clan, what can be called the sky-shattering statement is not acceptable in the Desolate Bone Realm, at least it must be in the Desolate Vein Realm!

Thinking of this, the whole Niulan Mountain became excited again. Alas one by one really exciting!

...

Weihu Mountain.

In the palace, a space fluctuated and oscillated. Feng Nanzhi looked away from the document in his hand and looked in the direction of the space vibration. Soon, the leader of the secret guard walked out of it.

"Your Majesty, this is the latest issue of "Da Xuan Min Bao." Saying this, the leader of the secret guard presented the newspaper he had just bought from the human race.

"Put it down!" Feng Nanzhi said lightly.

"Yes!" The chief of the secret guard put the newspaper by Feng Nanzhi's table, saluted, then retreated into the space and disappeared.

Sensing that the other party had left, Feng Nanzhi quickly put down the document in his hand, eagerly picked up the newspaper, and read it carefully.

"The Cyan Cow Clan?"

After reading a few paragraphs, Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly when she realized that the blood of Heavenly Dao this time was from the Qingniu clan.

The Qingniu family is very powerful, leading the sheep, deer, and rhinoceros. The bloodline can be traced back to the barbaric period. Gainiu, Feiniu, Aoyin, and Zhuanling are all famous monsters, especially the source of the bloodline. Qingniu Niuzu, that is the existence that competes with the five spirits.

At the end of the human-monster war, the monsters fled to the Southern Wilderness. The Niu Clan had already taken refuge in the Human Race, but they entered the Southern Wilderness with them. Together with the Elephant Clan supported by Buddhism at that time, they became the biggest nails buried by the Human Race in the Southern Wilderness.

Even though the Niu clan doesn't show mountains or dew, but the sheep and deer clan are the richest races in the southern wilderness, and the rhinoceros clan can also stay at the end of the top ten strong clans.

They are a pair of gloves for the bull family!

Among the "threat forces" set within the Tiger Clan, the Bull Clan is on the list.

"Should we continue to strengthen the Bull Clan and restrict our Clan?" Feng Nanzhi sighed softly.

There is nothing wrong with this, fostering power and dealing with potential threats from one's own race, any qualified race leader would do the same.

Especially the ten thousand year-old Niu family, it is worth investing in.

To be honest, it is not that the human race does not have sects secretly supported by other tiger clans, but the Confucian sect is suppressed by the holy way, and those small sects and small households can knock on the side drums, but they can't make it to the table in major matters.

But in Feng Nanzheng's heart, an unconcealable sense of loss finally arose.

Race comes first, and personal emotions really don't count.

Feng Nanzhi continued to look back, but at the end, when she talked about the origin of Qingniu Jing, her somewhat disappointed mood was lifted again.

"This Green Ox Essence is protecting the Taoist boy..."

Feng Nanzhi's heart moved, and a smile appeared on his face.

Books in the world of mortals, linked to Heavenly Dao, evolved Heavenly Dao's blood.

Every word that is endorsed by Heavenly Dao has an inner truth.

For example, the Banjiao Qingniu in this book, since it was written as the mount of the Taishang Laojun, was finally surrendered by the Taishang Laojun, which means that this bloodline was restrained by the Taoist sect.

And Chen Luo wrote in the book that this green bull spirit was arranged to be a Taoist guardian, and the Taoist used Vajra carving as a protective treasure. In other words, the blood of the Banjiao green ox cannot harm the Lord of Vajra!

They may even be born with blood ties.

To achieve this, it is definitely not as simple as writing a book, and it may even require the use of one's own blood.

Feng Nanzhi looked down at Own's lower abdomen, a hint of envy appeared in the depths of her eyes.

"Alright."

"Your father still has a bit of conscience after all, he still misses you..."

...

At this moment, Wei Wei Dao Palace.

Chen Xiyi held the latest "Da Xuan Min Bao" and remained silent.

Zhang Wumeng kept counting with his fingers in his sleeves, and finally frowned, looking at Chen Xiyi, "Master, this disciple can only deduce that the bloodline of this Banjiao Qingniu is not lower than the barren vein!"

"As for where the limit is, I can't deduce it."

"Isn't the chance we're fighting for the Qingniu Clan this time a little too big!"

Chen Xiyi sighed lightly, "The limit is the Desolate Soul Realm!"

"However, if you want to reach the Desolate Soul Realm, you must enter my Dao Sect and perform soul fusion with a certain Daoist from my Dao Sect. Only through the Dao Sect Ziyan can you enter the Desolate Soul Realm!"

"If you practice on your own, the barren vein state is the limit."

"In the future, there will really be an ancestor demon of the cow clan who can cultivate into the wild soul state, and he can be regarded as a cow of my Taoism."

"The meat is still rotten in the pot, no loss!"

Zhang Wumeng was overjoyed when he heard the words, looked at Chen Xiyi again, and asked in confusion, "Since this is the case, it's a great thing, why is Master so unhappy?"

Chen Xiyi rubbed his brows.

"Pin Dao obviously sensed the fluctuation of Heavenly Dao's rules!"

"Looks like a new rule treasure is born!"

"From the point of view of the article, it is the Vajra of the Taoist leader Taishang Laojun in this book!"

"This should be a Taoist treasure!"

"How did such a big Vajra peck disappear?"

"Why can't Pindao sense it?"

Zhang Wumeng was stunned for a moment, and said, "Maybe it's too powerful, so it's not visible at the moment."

"Forget it! Just ask that kid next time." Chen Xiyi waved Duster, and then talked about another topic, "I called you today because I have something to do for you!"

"Chen Luo first opened up Taoist martial arts, and then opened the Earth Immortals avenue, and now he has given a top-notch bloodline of Qingniu, which is really a great contribution to my Taoism!"

"Some treasure rewards are really out of reach."

"Pin Dao intends to let him take the authority of a Daoist sect to prepare the palace master in the name of the Earth Immortals Dao, but he is afraid that the Confucian sect will be very annoying."

"After much deliberation, I can only start with other methods."

Zhang Wumeng looked dignified and nodded, "Mmm, what are you going to do, Master?"

"Didn't his elder sister, Chen Ying, enter my Taoist sect?" Chen Xiyi said, "I worship today's Great Celestial Master Qingwei as his teacher. His lineage was created by my senior brother Daguanzi."

Zhang Wumeng nodded, "Master is right, counting seniority, Qingwei is your disciple and grandson."

Chen Xiyi continued, "Then Chen Ying has already cultivated to the Yin & Yang state, and there are not many places that Qingwei can protect."

"When you go to Shouyang Mountain, you say that the poor Taoist will teach Chen Xuan personally!"

Zhang Wumeng rolled his eyes and looked at Chen Xiyi, "Master, are you teaching yourself?"

"Hahahaha, of course I'll leave it to you!" Chen Xiyi smiled triumphantly, "Otherwise the poor Taoist will teach you disciples what to do!"

Zhang Wumeng nodded helplessly.

Just knew it was so!

"That blessed place of Taoist ancestors, Chen Pu can go in and practice." Chen Xiyi added.

This sentence really shocked Zhang Wumeng, who had previously rejected the Qingniu clan because of this matter.

"It's not the same!" As if seeing Zhang Wumeng's thoughts, Chen Xiyi said lightly, "Although there is a relationship with Chen Luo, but Chen Ying can practice so quickly with just a wisp of Dao Yun, there are other things in it reason."

"It's not a loss to let her enter the Taoist Ancestor's Cave!"

Hearing Chen Xiyi's words, Zhang Wumeng didn't continue to ask, but stood up and bowed, shook his sleeves, and disappeared into the Dao Palace.

And Chen Xiyi slowly closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall into a deep sleep again, but he whispered softly, "Taishang... Sanqing... Zixiao Palace..."

Chen Xiyi yawned big.

"Ah one by one" in Anguo Gong's mansion, Chen Luo also yawned big.

Unexpectedly, writing Vajra with Blood Essence is so exhausting. It has been four days and I still feel tired.

Fortunately, there is only one bloodline right now.

The Sixth Senior Sister was right. Yuan Yang must not be lost indiscriminately before Wanli, otherwise Xiao Huizi would be exhausted to death just writing companion treasures for Xiao Huizi.

However, "Journey to the West" can be put on hold temporarily, and the legal newspaper will come to urge the manuscript again, asking for the manuscript of "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness".

"Let's do it another day..." Chen Luo looked at Cheng Diefei who came to press for the manuscript, and said softly, "I'm a little tired, let's take a rest."

Cheng Diefei lowered his head and said, "Zhu Guo said to change the date, so of course we can only change the date."

"The big deal is that Diefei will go back and let Editor-in-Chief Wei reprimand him!"

"From now on, I don't dare to urge Zhuguo to enter this Duke An's mansion."

Chen Luo rubbed his brows, didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The explosion of "Dream of Red Mansions" was naturally expected by Chen Luo, but he did not expect it to be so popular.

Especially those Miss Wenxiu, who are now vying for attention, and even speaking, they have begun to form a "red building style", which has become a fashion nowadays.

"I write! I write!"

Seeing Luo Hongnu bring tea, and hearing Cheng Diefei's words, there was a look of suspicion in his eyes, Chen Luo quickly said to Cheng Diefei, "Speak up!"

When Cheng Diefei heard this, he raised his head and smiled, "That Diefei is waiting for Zhu Guo's manuscript in the editorial department!

Chen Luo sighed, "Okay!"

Cheng Diefei skipped away, Chen Luo looked at Luo Hongnu, and sighed, "She's learning how to speak from "Dream of Red Mansions"."

Luo Hongnu smiled lightly, "My lord, you don't need to explain to this slave, it's the wrong time for this slave to come."

"If I had known she was here, I wouldn't have come!"

Chen Luo! ! !

Enough!

Luo Hongnu pimpled a bit, then straightened her face, and said, "My lord, the whole Wenchang Pavilion is looking for Cao Xueqin now. Would you like to have a breather with Wenxiang and say hello?"

Hearing this, Chen Luo scratched his head again.

"That said, don't they have a place to remind them?"

"No, no!"

"Until the last moment, I will never drop my vest!"

"no way!"

Let's talk, let's make trouble.

No kidding about updates.

Chen Luo still locked himself in the study, and prepared some drafts of "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" and "A Dream of Red Mansions".

And time, just like this day by day.

...

Mozhou, Qingyuan County.

The serpentine Xunyuan River flows eastward from Qingyuan County, and finally merges into the Wanli Blue Sea.

Relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to eat water, this Xunyuan River feeds a population of 100,000 in Qingyuan County.

At this time, outside Qingyuan County, there were lights dotted around. Countless people carried lanterns and searched all over the mountains and plains. Among them, there were Confucian scholars and masters constantly performing Confucianism techniques to explore the surroundings.

On the city tower, the county magistrate dressed in a seventh-rank official uniform stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene in silence.

"Lord Fang..." A staff member next to the county magistrate cupped his hands, "The biased place is majestic and dignified. Our actions are like hitting a stone with an egg. I hope the county magistrate thinks twice!"

The county magistrate surnamed Fang glanced at the staff, and said calmly, "This county has not done anything, so think twice."

As he said that, he looked out of the city again, "A bad woman and an innocent thief came out of the city. This big family spontaneously assists the government to arrest criminals. It's only right and proper. What's the problem?"

As he said that, the county magistrate held the official hat on his head in his hand, "But Chen Zhuguo taught us that being an official is not making decisions for the people, it is better to go home and sell it."

He suddenly shook his hand, and the official hat in that hand fell under the city gate.

The county magistrate looked under the city gate and sighed, "Oh, I didn't hold it steady, it fell."

"If you drop it, you drop it. It's just a hat."

At this moment, the sound of a magic battle suddenly came from the crowd in the distance, and then the sound dissipated, and everyone's excited voice came out.

The county magistrate surnamed Fang yawned, "Looks like I got caught!"

"Go back, sleepy!"

...

Qingyuan County, Zhou Mansion.

Tick-tock water dripped down the cage. In this water prison, a man was trapped naked in the iron cage. Outside the iron cage, a middle-aged man looked at the identity token in his hand.

"Six doors at the bias, call the watchman, Zheng Feng!"

The middle-aged man sneered, "Master Zheng, my Zhou family has always passed on poems and books to the family, but it's just that the countrymen are talkative, why did you recruit me?"

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Bah!" Zheng Feng said with a mouthful of sleeping foam, "You guys are ashamed to talk about the family tradition of poetry and etiquette."

"Collude with Suicun, in the name of etiquette, disregard human life!"

"Exclude other holy ways, and only Confucian scholars here are allowed to learn the way of rituals!"

"The imperial court officials are now imprisoned!"

"One by one, it's a big crime!"

"Don't say you are a Qingyuan Zhou family, even your direct lineage family can't afford it!"

The Patriarch of the Zhou family shook his head lightly, "Master Zheng, you make it difficult for me to say that!"

"In this way, you hand over the evidence you collected."

"Tell me the identities of the other people who are traveling with you." "Not too many, two people are enough!"

"My Zhou family, I would like to take it as a female wife, how about it?"

"Hahahaha..." Zheng Feng sneered twice, "If you want to kill, kill it, why bother talking nonsense!"

"Daddy came from a poor family, and since I was a child, I have seen you, the children of the holy family who are dignified, thieves and prostitutes, are not going well!"

"My God, I have sent Chen Zhuguo to deal with you human moths!"

"If you have the courage, kill me. Believe it or not, it will be you who will lie under the blue sky shop tomorrow!"

"Chen Zhuguo will not let you go!"

Hearing Zheng Feng's words, the Patriarch of the Zhou family gave a slight confirmation, a trace of fear appeared on his face, but then turned into a stern expression.

"But let you take the things back, we will not end well either!"

"Chen Zhuguo is a big shot, and big shots will naturally have big shots to deal with."

"I can deal with you!"

As he said that, he flipped his palm, and suddenly the waist-high water in the cage flew out and shot into Zheng Feng's nostrils.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Zheng Feng coughed violently.

"Let me ask you, the information, should I say it or not?"

"You... cough cough cough cough... dreaming!"

"Hard mouth!" Patriarch Zhou waved his hand again, and the water suddenly started to heat up, emitting a little bit of heat.

"Think clearly, or your legs will be cooked!"

Zheng Feng was not afraid at all when he heard the words, he raised his head and laughed, "Hahahaha..."

"Yi Dingqing...cough cough...the mountain doesn't let go, the root is in the broken...rock."

"Thousands of blows and blows back......Strongness, Ren Er......East, East, North, South Wind!"

"Zheng Feng, do you really think I dare not kill you?" Patriarch Zhou said angrily. Hearing Chen Luo's poems at this time made his mood turbulent.

Zheng Feng gritted his teeth, endured the burning sensation from his lower limbs, and continued to chant in a low voice——

"Thousands of hammers and thousands of chisels.......out of the deep mountains, the fire.....burning...if you wait idle."

"I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces...to stay innocent...cough cough...in the world!"

"Bastard, I'll break your Confucianism first!" The Patriarch of the Zhou family attacked suddenly, and Zheng Feng spat out a mouthful of green blood. He raised his head and looked at the Patriarch of the Zhou family. This time, instead of reciting poems, he hummed a ditty.

"There is a... Bao Qingtian in Kaifeng..."

"Iron face... Selflessness... Distinguish loyalty and traitor..."

"Heroes of Rivers and Lakes... come to help..."

"Dynasty and horse..."

The sound became weaker and weaker until it finally disappeared completely.

"Patriarch, he's fainted!" A Zhou family member stepped forward to check Zheng Feng, who was pulling his head, and raised his head and said to the Patriarch of the Zhou family.

"Hmph!" The Patriarch of the Zhou family waved his sleeves, "Go, go and ask other families if they have gained anything."

After all, the head of the Zhou family left the water prison with all the Zhou family members.

Tick-tock drops of water dripped down the cage, and after an unknown amount of time, a stream of water suddenly appeared in the waist-deep water in the cage, and then, a figure emerged from the water.

Long beard, a rat tail sticking out of the water.

Rat Demon!

The rat demon patted Zheng Feng's face, and called softly, "My lord? My lord?"

Jiang Zheng Feng still didn't respond, the mouse demon took out a small box from his arms, opened the box, and there was a green pill inside.

The rat demon opened Zheng Feng's mouth and stuffed the pill in. After a while, Zheng Feng woke up leisurely.

"You are…………"

"My lord, I am the seventh-rank agent of the Secret Detective Department. Mr. Hai ordered us to work with the watchman to investigate the evidence!"

As he spoke, the rat demon showed his own official seal.

When Zheng Feng saw the official seal, he was overjoyed immediately, and said softly, "I will put the evidence in..."

"Your Excellency, you don't need to tell me!" The rat demon hurriedly stopped Zheng Feng, "I'll save you right now, and you should present the evidence to Lord Hai yourself!"

After finishing speaking, the Rat Demon shook his body, turned into a big brown mouse, went straight to his teeth, and began to chew on the iron chains that bound Zheng Feng...

See "I use idle books to become a Saint" for the fastest update, please enter the browser into Jingshuge to view

The fastest update of "I Use Idle Books to Become a Saint" for you who has traveled 80,000 miles, so that you can check the fastest update of this book next time, please be sure to save the bookmark!

Chapter 751 Taoism: I am so big, where did Vajra go? Free reading