Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

Chen Luo opened his eyes, shook his head, and his consciousness slowly became clearer.

In Chen Luo's memory, just now, he and the Kunling were trapped by something that suddenly appeared. At the moment when the line of sight was cut off, the willow leaf on the back of his hand flashed again, and the Kunling suddenly He spit out a bubble at himself, wrapping himself in it.

Then the bubble burst, and as soon as his eyes darkened, he lost consciousness.

"Xiao Qi, did you smell anything just now?" Chen Luo asked.

The frustrated voice of the storage made Zhong Xiaoqi came out: "That fish is so fragrant and fragrant, I can't smell any other smells."

Chen Luo sighed, stood up, and looked around.

I am standing in a place that seems to be the belly of a mountain. When I look up, I can see the sky of the collapsed world. There is a path for one person only on the side of the cave. The whirring wind from the path should lead to the outside. .

"Is that bubble a teleportation spell?" Chen Luo thought to himself as he looked at the cave.

The interior of the entire cave is very flat, about the size of a house, and in the middle of the cave, there is a withered tree. In front of the tree, a figure is sitting cross-legged. The figure is wearing a blue Confucian robe. Chen Luo knew that the material of the Confucian robe was the same as his, it was woven from silkworm brocade.

"Why are there still people?" Chen Luo was puzzled, but he still respectfully said, "Big Xuan Wan'an Bo Chen Luo, I've seen Senior Brother!"

After a long while, there was no reply, Chen Luo frowned slightly, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

He raised his head again and looked at the withered uncle in front of the figure. At first glance, it was not conspicuous, but when Chen Luo looked carefully, the big tree seemed to suddenly turn into a towering giant tree, covering Chen Luo. Luo's all sight. The giant tree was full of brilliance and awe-inspiring.

Chen Luo was startled, took two steps back, suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was freed from the amazing illusion.

The last time I felt this way was when Wen Lei Shang saw the shadow of the ancient willow tree when Liu Zu descended.

"This tree is not simple!" Chen Luo made a judgment in his heart, but he didn't dare to observe it rashly, but was more curious about the figure sitting in front of the tree.

He took a few steps forward and saluted again: "Junior Bamboo Forest Half-Saint Young Disciple Chen Luo, I have seen Mr.!"

At this time, the figure had no response.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, and took a few steps forward again, barely able to see the face under the Confucian robe through the green robe, but at this sight, Chen Luo was instantly stunned.

Beneath the silkworm brocade that has not rotted for thousands of years, is a pair of human bones that have been dead for many years!

Chen Luo's complexion changed greatly, and he stepped forward quickly. The withered bones maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged. Except for the outer Confucian robe, the clothes and flesh and organs inside were all rotten, and the broken bones could be faintly seen on the chest.

At the neck of the dead bone, there was a jade plaque, and Chen Luo reached out to the jade plaque.

When Chen Luo's hand touched the jade card, the jade card suddenly shone brightly, and a lot of complicated information poured into Chen Luo's mind. The pause button just stopped...

...

Ji Zhong rushed all the way and came to the front of a mountain.

"Huh? There's no way out." Ji Zhong looked at the mountains in front of him, frowning slightly, "Young Master's teaching method doesn't work!"

"Forget it, do it again."

Ji Zhong picked up another branch from the ground, threw it up, dropped it, and looked in the opposite direction the wooden branch pointed, and found that there was a trail in the mountain.

"Could it be?" Ji Zhong suddenly regained his spirit and ran towards the trail.

The trail was very long, as if it went straight to the center of the mountain, and Ji Zhong began to wonder if he was going in the wrong direction.

After about half a column of incense effort, Ji Zhong's eyes were suddenly enlightened.

"Young Master!" Ji Zhong saw Chen Luo, who was reaching out for jade, but paused, with a look of surprise, and hurriedly walked over. After just two steps, he found that Chen Luo was the same.

Ji Zhong took out the broken sword from his waist, stepped forward slowly, and when he got closer, only to find that Chen Luo was facing a withered bone of a human race. At this time, Chen Luo was holding the jade card in his forehand, his eyes were closed, but his breathing was normal and his face was full. Ruddy, as if falling asleep in this position.

"Dream?" Ji Zhong recalled that Song Tuizhi had said this when he was chatting with him. After the general spiritual information is poured into the communication jade, it will gradually disappear with the retirement of time. But there is a kind of dream jade, which can keep the information of the soul for a long time, but when reading it, it will enter a state like a dream.

This kind of reading cannot be interrupted, otherwise the information will disappear, and the person who reads will be indulged in a dream state and cannot wake up.

Ji Zhong quickly covered his mouth, walked to the side and sat down, intending to wait for Chen Luo to wake up. At this moment, his ears moved, and a voice came from the wind in the passage.

"Grandpa, this is it."

Ji Zhong stood up and walked out.

At this time, no one should disturb Chen Luo!

...

Chifenghara.

Tian Xiangwan, Wang Bugui, Ye Dafu was running fast on the plain.

That Tian Xiangwan seemed to have some secret method to lock the direction, with Wang Bugui and Ye Dafu, Ye Dafu frowned slightly, speeding up, next to Tian Xiangwan, voice transmission: "Mr. Tian, ​​are you locked in? My big brother?"

Tian Xiangwan shook his head: "Fang Xiujie has a folding fan, we moved our hands and feet. What I'm locking on now is the position of the folding fan."

Ye Dafu glanced at Tian Xiangwan: "What is your identity?"

Tian Xiangwan was silent.

Ye Dafu: "I'm the heir of King Daxuanjing!"

Tian Xiangwan hesitated for a moment: "I'm Tian Xiangwan, the teaching assistant of Zheliu Academy, and I'm also the Xuansi Chunyu Wei Qianying of Daxuan Town."

Ye Dafu was slightly taken aback: "Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. Chun Yuwei! What are you looking for?"

Tian Xiangwan thought about it and said, "Thirty years ago, the Song family's heart was stolen!"

"Twenty years ago, Li Jiawen's heart was stolen!"

"Ten years ago, Ma Jiawen's heart was stolen!"

"Six years ago, the literate scholar of the Zhang family died in the barbarian battle. It is said that his body was taken away by the barbarians."

"But the King of the North did not find any clues that the barbarians took away the body of the great Confucian Zhang family."

"At that time, a great Confucian of the Fang family was fighting side by side with the great Confucian of the Zhang family. He also said that the body was taken away."

Ye Dafu frowned: "Do you suspect the Fang family?"

Tian Xiangwan nodded: "After all, Wenxin has another function, that is, it can supplement the world of Confucianism and mend the wounds of the Holy Way."

"The one from the Fang family..."

Ye Dafu instantly understood: "You mean the one who was maimed by the Bamboo Sage?"

Tian Xiangwan nodded: "The source of the literary heart that Wan Anbo got is unknown. The Fang family embarrassed Wan Anbo several times, and even opened the bamboo forest again, just to get the literary heart."

"According to our investigation, Fang Xiujie would not participate in the Crystal Demon Realm this time, but was personally ordered by the head of the Fang family to replace the clansmen who were going to participate."

"And Fang Xiujie is that one's grandson."

"If it is really the Fang family, the town king will pay attention to the outside world, and the Fang family will not have a chance to take action. Within the collapsed world, it is most convenient to cover up. Even the town king may not be able to deduce it."

Ye Dafu frowned: "With the temper of the Bamboo Sage, whoever succeeds is not afraid of being maimed again?"

"I'm afraid that the Fang family is ready this time. If Zhusheng makes a move, he will encounter a thunderous counterattack. You must know that there are many enemies in the bamboo forest." Tian Xiangwan sighed, "This is the most unwilling to watch the town king. things to come.”

After Ye Dafu heard this, he couldn't help shivering, and he couldn't help thinking of a terrible idea.

Perhaps this is part of a trap.

"Then what's the matter, find Fang Xiujie and kill him!"

...

Outside the mountain road, Ji Zhong walked out slowly, his eyes narrowed and he saw a familiar figure.

"Fang Xiujie?"

Ji Zhong stood at the entrance and said, "Master Fang, my son has something important to do inside, so it's inconvenient to meet people. You'd better find Yunmu in another place."

Fang Xiujie chuckled, as if talking to himself: "Grandpa, this person is called Ji Zhong, and he is Chen Luo's bodyguard. He said that Chen Luo was in the cave, so he should be right."

Ji Zhong frowned slightly: "Fang Xiujie, don't pretend to be a ghost. If you go further, I'll take action."

Fang Xiujie's eyes were filled with the strange aura of righteousness that burst out again, wrapping Fang Xiujie's body, Fang Xiujie's eyes instantly turned cold, and when he opened his mouth, it was an old voice.

"You are pure and pure, and you are also a first-class genius. How can you be willing to be the bodyguard of others?"

"The old man can't bear to kill the innocents of the younger generation. Now you make a Confucian oath not to leak what happened today, and then go back to my Fang's house with Xiu Jie. How about the old man accept you as a book boy?"

"The old man's book boy, his status is comparable to that of the first son of an aristocratic family!"

Chen Luo said nothing, raised his hand, and pointed the blade of Broken Sword at "Fang Xiujie".

"One step further, and I'll do it."

"Stubborn!" "Fang Xiujie" raised his leg and appeared in front of Ji Zhong in an instant. Ji Zhong opened his mouth and was about to use "Export" when "Fang Xiujie" snorted lightly, and Chen Luo felt a heavy weight on his chest. With one blow, the righteousness that had just been condensed collapsed.

The Confucianism of the Master and the Dignity of Teacher and Taoism.

Teachers should not be insulted.

Ji Zhong snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood: "You're a **** teacher!"

After speaking, he mobilized the Haoran righteousness in his body again, and was about to fight back. "Fang Xiujie" waved his hand, and a green ruler condensed in the air, and hit Ji Zhong. Ji Zhong couldn't escape, and was hit by the green ruler. He slammed into the rock heavily, the rock burst, Ji Zhong's blood poured out of his mouth as if he didn't want money, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ji Zhong, you are a scholar in the poetry realm. My grandfather is the master of the preaching realm at this time, which is a big difference. I think you should follow my grandpa's advice and join our Fang family."

Fang Xiujie's voice sounded. He saw that his grandfather did not take Ji Zhong's life with two consecutive blows, indicating that his grandfather was really cherishing his talents. Although he was slightly jealous, he still said.

"When you enter the Fang family, you and I are brothers. It's better than being a little guard!"

The old voice also sounded again: "Boy, you can't do it again, you can't do it again. The old man saw that you read "Spring and Autumn" and entered the Tao, and you have the mind to cherish your talents."

"Chunqiu? You deserve to say Spring and Autumn!" Ji Zhong stood up with support, the blood in his mouth was mixed with some broken internal organs, and he spat it out.

"I searched through the Spring and Autumn Period, but the words 'faith' and 'righteousness', I said that being the guard of the son is the guard of the son."

He hunched over, still slowly raising the broken blade in his hand, pointing at "Fang Xiujie".

"I'll say it again~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This way is no way!"

"Fang Xiujie" trembled slightly, and the old voice was a little cold: "Hmph, it turns out to be a fool!"

"Fang Xiujie" raised his hand and squeezed it hard, Ji Zhong seemed to be caught by this hand, and his bones were squeezed so that "giggle" sounded, in the severe pain, Ji Zhong seemed to fall into a trance, he seemed to see a back , a back figure who has only one leg, but runs without hesitation.

"Fool……"

There was a tear in the corner of Ji Zhong's eyes, and almost at the same time, behind him, a phantom of a scroll of bamboo slips appeared.

The moment the phantom of the bamboo slip appeared, the azure light burst forth, instantly erasing the Confucianism of "Fang Xiujie", Ji Zhong fell to the ground, he raised his head, and saw "Fang Xiujie"'s calm face showing an incredible expression.

"Sir, the small record has broken the promise."

"After today, Xiao Ji can no longer be your bodyguard."

Ji Zhong murmured, got up slowly, and opened the bamboo slip behind him...