Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

"I use idle books to become a saint (!

The morning in Zhongjing became more and more cold.

Chen Luo stomped his feet and exhaled a cloud of white air.

Today, Qingwei and his party are going to return to Shouyang Mountain, and Chen Xuan, who has not woken up yet, will be brought back together with them.

Chen Luo looked at Chen Xuan, who was still sleeping, her face was already bloody, and she felt a little reluctant in her heart.

Speaking of which, Chen Xuan was the person she was most familiar with, but the real time they spent together was only a few days in total.

When we meet, it is difficult to say goodbye as well.

Spring silkworms die until their silk is exhausted, and the wax torches turn into ashes and tears begin to dry.

Xiaojing, but the clouds and temples changed, Yeyin should feel the moonlight is cold.

There are not many ways to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is attentive to visit.

Farewell today, you are in Xianshan, I am in the red dust, and I don’t know when we will meet again——

"Luo'er, remember to come to Shouyang Mountain in three months and choose the secret realm." Qingwei reminded, "At that time, Xuan'er should also wake up."

Chen Luo: (￣ω￣;)

Atmosphere, gone...

Seeing the purple auspicious clouds grow from the soles of Da Tianshi's feet, they held up the group, and in an instant, they disappeared in front of his eyes, and Chen Luo let out a sigh of white mist.

Chen Xuan, go...

ヾ(??▽?)ノ

"Lu Tong!" Chen Luo shouted, "Go and post a message to Liu Daru, just say I invite him to drink! Let him decide the place!"

...

In the empty imperial garden, only Ye Heng and Yan Baichuan were the two, and even Hou An, who had always been inseparable, also guarded the gate of the imperial garden.

Ever since Emperor Wu revoked the Confucian magical powers in the Imperial Garden, and stopped making the Imperial Garden colorful all year round, at this moment, the chrysanthemums have also withered, and only the row of plum blossoms has grown a little red bud.

"Your Majesty!" Yan Baichuan looked at Ye Heng's back and called out softly.

If the two continue to stand like this, they will miss the morning time.

"Uncle Yan..." Ye Heng sighed, with exhaustion in his voice, and Yan Baichuan was surprised. This was Ye Heng's name when he was not on the throne in his early years, and he hadn't heard it for decades.

"The minister is here." Yan Baichuan saluted respectfully.

"Qu'er is dead..." Ye Heng said calmly.

Yan Baichuan was stunned for a moment, and then an unbelievable expression flashed on his face: "Wait... Ye Qu is dead?"

Ye Heng turned around, his eyes were red and swollen, obviously after a long cry: "Fell into a well and die!"

Yan Baichuan frowned, as if he had thought of something, but he stopped talking.

Ye Heng walked slowly towards the pavilion, and Yan Baichuan followed suit.

"I know what Uncle Yan you want to say. I asked my ancestors to check it out in person, and there is no trace of anyone doing it."

"It can only be said that Qu'er's temperament is too bad."

Yan Baichuan bowed his hands slightly: "Your Majesty's condolences."

Ye Heng walked slowly towards the small pavilion in the imperial garden, and said, "Since I ascended the throne, I have not dared to slack off. After all, it was Qu'er's teachings that were wasted, which allowed him to get to where he is today."

"If there is something wrong, he will take three points, and I will take seven points."

"I know that Uncle Yan and Sima Lie have a very close relationship. Can Uncle Yan come forward and ask Mr. Sima to show his dignity in the history books. This is what my father can do for him in the end."

Yan Baichuan nodded: "This old minister will handle this matter."

Ye Heng nodded and said: "This matter started because of Wan Anbo, but it has nothing to do with Wan Anbo. It's all his own fault. Chen Luo's martial arts is the hope of my human race. The decree is to express consolation. I also ask Uncle Yan to come forward and give some relief on his behalf."

"Young man, it is inevitable that you will be impatient, and you must not let him and my Daxuan be separated from him because of the grievances Qu'er gave him."

"Great Xuan, it is my Ye family's great mystery, and it is also the great mystery of the human race."

"Qu'er is my son, he is a disciple of Daxuan, and he is also my son."

Yan Baichuan looked at Ye Heng, and after a long while, he bowed deeply: "Old minister, on behalf of Wan Anbo, thank your majesty for your kind heart."

...

Zhongjing, Wanbao Building.

Ye Dafu sat in the most conspicuous position of the auction venue, looking ready to go. The accountant next to him introduced it carefully in his ear.

"Sir, in this auction, there are three Buddhist relics, one Bodhisattva and two Arhats. However, the Bodhisattva seems to have been cracked a little, and the estimated value is about 300 Tiandao crystals."

"There are also three broken arms of the barbarian barbarian king, which are equivalent to the great Confucianism of the realm. This is a good idea. It is most suitable for tempering and killing barbarian Confucian treasures. The estimated value will not be less than 330 Tiandao crystals."

"These two items were only announced the day before yesterday, and most of the people here are here for these two items."

Ye Dafu raised his eyebrows: "Buddhist Bodhisattva, barbarian barbarian king, who sent these auctions, they are bloody."

The accountant shook his head: "The rules of Wanbao Building do not disclose the information of the seller."

Ye Dafu yawned: "It has nothing to do with us, we are here for the seedling of the fruit tree. I will sleep for a while, and call me when I arrive."

"By the way, pay attention to who took the pictures of those two things? It's not a festival with us. If there is a festival, let the dead men in the house help them luck."

...

"Okay, the next item in the auction is a seedling of a spirit-opening fruit tree." The auctioneer introduced, "A spirit-opening fruit tree can bear spirit fruits, and a fruit tree bears more than 800 fruits every year."

"Taking Kailingguo will help young children develop their talent for reading through."

"According to the half-sage's observation, it can increase the probability of 10%. Although the effect is not very strong, but the amount is large, it is a must-have for aristocratic families!"

"The starting price is thirty Tiandao Crystals!"

As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, Ye Dafu's lazy voice rang out.

"Thirty dollars and one tael!"

Everyone looked sideways, and when they saw Ye Dafu, his face showed such an appearance as expected.

"Forty yuan." A son of an aristocratic family shouted.

"Forty yuan and one tael." Ye Dafu shouted again.

The son of the aristocratic family looked at Ye Dafu: "Ye Dafu, can you please hurry up!"

After he finished speaking, he shouted again: "Seventy dollars!"

He directly nearly doubled the price.

Ye Dafu sighed: "Seventy yuan and one tael!"

The aristocratic family was disgusted, but he didn't dare to shout again. If he shouted again, it would be higher than the market price of Kailing Fruit Tree. He still had money left to bid for the Buddha and Man's items, so he died.

Until the auctioneer urged again and again, no one bid again, and finally the hammer fell.

With a smile on his face, Ye Dafu immediately sent the accountant to handle the handover. In the next auction of Buddha and Man, he intends to be a melon eater.

Right here, a shopkeeper of Wanbao Building suddenly ran up to the auction table and whispered a few words to the auctioneer. The auctioneer nodded, and then tapped the small hammer in his hand.

"Everyone, the situation has changed. We have just received a new auction commission."

"So temporarily advance this commission."

"The client is the Yan family of the painting Holy Family!"

"The auction item is a semi-sacred text treasure!"

As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, the audience was boiling, and the children of the wealthy who had always been calm stood up one after another, looked at the auctioneer on the stage, and asked loudly—

"Miss Yafei, are you right? It's a semi-sage Wenbao, not a great Confucian Wenbao?"

"Ms. Yafei, are you talking about the Yan family of Yan Kexuan Yan Sheng?"

"Miss Yafei, can I postpone the auction for two days when I have insufficient funds?"

For a time, the auction hall was full of turmoil, and this was a spring thunder sound: "Silence!"

Positive mood coercion swept the audience.

This is the great Confucian of Wanbaolou.

In an instant, everyone fell silent.

The auctioneer Miss Yafei slowed down, whispered softly, and said—

"Everyone, what the Yan family wants to auction is not the semi-sacred treasure itself."

"It's the qualification to obtain a semi-holy treasure."

"Before Yan Sheng's fall, he once left a picture of a fishing old man, and everyone must have heard of it."

"That is the treasure of the cooperation between Yan Sheng and Liu Wenzong, and there is a poem handed down by Liu Wenzong on the inscription."

"Thousands of birds fly away,"

"Wanjing people are gone."

"The Lonely Boat Minor Weng,"

"Fishing the cold river snow alone."

"This treasure of text has killed a barbarian emperor and injured a barbarian god."

"That savage **** fought back desperately, blood stained this picture of fishing old man, turned winter into autumn, wiped out Liu Wenzong's poems, and changed the artistic conception of the picture of fishing old man."

"For hundreds of years, the Yan family has tried to add new poems to Diaosoutu and reproduce the power of the semi-sacred treasure, but it has not been successful."

"Today, the Yan family has decided to auction ten places, and those who have won the places can try to inscribe poems for Diaosoutu within ten years. As long as the Diaosoutu can reproduce the power of a semi-sacred literary treasure, they will give it as a gift."

After listening to Yafei's narration, the scene calmed down.

Everyone here is a big man with hands and eyes, and everyone knows about the "Diaosou Tu". Since it was stained with the blood of the barbarian gods, this "Diaosou Tu" has actually become an ordinary painting and calligraphy, and there is no half-death.

If you want to reproduce the power of the past, the poem that supplements the title must have a holy-level Tianwei. In those days, Liu Wenzong borrowed the murderous aura of the cold winter of heaven and earth to achieve such power.

Everyone also understands that it is not the Yan family who covets the cost of the auction quota. After all, the owner of the Yan family said many years ago that whoever can make "Diaosou Tu" shine again, he will give it as a gift.

Dangdang painted the Holy Family, there are still a few semi-holy treasures in the town house.

There is this trick today, I am afraid that for a hundred years, countless self-esteemed talents have taken the initiative to come to the door to ask for additional poetry and prose, and they have added such a threshold.

That being said, it's not that tempting.

To put it horribly, their family, who has not sent someone to the Yan family to try to write a poem!

After so many years, who has succeeded?

But at this time, Ye Dafu was ecstatic, and his fat face was full of smiles.

He was pulling out Tian Dao Crystal from the storage bag piece by piece.

"Inscription poem~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Who can compare to my big brother!"

"Brother, I'll give you the money first, and you'll borrow it from me."

"Nine out and thirteen returns! Dear brothers, you still have to make it clear."

"Half Saint Wenbao, big brother, you are about to pick up the treasure."

...

A sneeze!

Chen Luo sneezed.

Well, it seems that the weather is getting colder and colder, so I need to get some thick clothes...

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