Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

The sound of Ji Zhong swinging his sword in the courtyard has been going on for almost two hours.

In the pavilion, Chen Luo was eating melons and fruits delivered from the south, looking at Ji Zhong, who was enveloped in a bright blue light, a little puzzled, looked at Song Tuizhi who was sitting beside him, and asked, "Senior brother, Xiao Ji is here. What are you practicing?"

Song Tuizhi put down the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" (unfinished version) that he was brushing in his hand, looked at Ji Zhong's eyes full of admiration, and said, "Nurture the Confucianism and Sword Intent."

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, he remembered Ji Zhong said that he wanted to innovate the Nine Swords of Dugu by himself, but just by waving his sword in a group of upright spirits, he could cultivate the Confucianism-breaking Sword Intent?

Isn't this the same as watching TV shows when you were a child, and then tying sandbags to your legs, thinking that you can perform light work after you untie them?

Seeing the disapproving look on Chen Luo's face, Song Tuizhi smiled lightly: "I'll let you experience it too!"

After Song Tuiyi waved his hand, a blue light quickly enveloped Chen Luo, Chen Luo suddenly felt his body sink, and the 129,600 pores all over his body seemed to be pricked by needles at the same time. Chen Luo drank softly, and the red dust gas from the 360 ​​orifices all over his body spurted out, instantly breaking through the righteousness shrouded by Song Tuizhi, sweating profusely, looking at Song Tuizhi; "Fourth Senior Brother, what kind of righteousness is this? ? So fierce!"

"The world of the family." Song Tuizhi said lightly, but he was surprised. Although it was just a "world of the family", he didn't expect it to be broken by Chen Luo in the blink of an eye.

After all, he is also a great Confucian with a dignified and upright aura.

Even in the realm of a master, it wouldn't be so fast.

The cultivation of the younger brother seems to have improved again.

No, I can't let the younger brother notice his surprise, otherwise he will think that his senior brother is useless.

Song Tuizhi picked up the teacup, and his tone was even more understatement: "Do you feel it? The power of the family and the world on Xiaoji is about twenty times what you just endured."

"Ah?" Chen Luo was also shocked. He looked at Ji Zhong who was still wielding his sword hard. He couldn't take it anymore for a moment. Xiao Ji had endured it twenty times, and it had been two hours. .

Seeing that Chen Luo didn't pursue the matter of destroying his own country at will, Song Tuizhi breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "You have been too busy recently, I didn't notice that Xiaoji's practice has been going on for a while."

"In my opinion, Xiao Ji's limit is probably fifty times the oppression." Song Tuizhi added calmly, "That's equivalent to 10% of my power."

Chen Luo opened his mouth wide. Fifty times the oppression just now is only 10% of the power of the Fourth Senior Brother's family and the world?

Doubling the power is not as simple as multiplying it by two. Every time the power reaches a limit, even if it increases a little bit, it may be a tenfold increase for the recipient.

Like the straw that broke the camel's back.

This is just the basics, not counting the bonuses of various Confucianism and magical powers!

A great Confucian in a positive mood, so terrifying!

Seeing Chen Luo's admiring gaze, Song Tuizhi smiled contentedly.

"Uncle, uncle!" Lu Tong trotted over and handed Chen Luo a greeting card.

Chen Luo took the invitation, looked at it, and said to Song Tuizhi, "Senior brother, Mr. Sima invited me to the Spring and Autumn Hall."

Song Tuizhi raised his brows slightly and nodded: "Well, let's go. The Shi family has always had a good relationship with my bamboo forest. I think it would be beneficial to ask you to come over."

Chen Luo smiled and said, "It's mainly because I promised to visit Mr. Sima last time, but I was so busy that I forgot. Hey, it really shouldn't be. I want to give me something back, I'm so sorry..."

Chen Luo stood up and cupped Song Tuizhi's hands: "Then I'll go."

Song Tuizhi thought for a while, and instructed: "Just pick two treasures and come to your door, don't send the original poems!"

Chen Luo waved his hand: "It's okay, that thing is worthless!"

Song retreat: (ノ￣ー￣)ノ

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Chunqiu Hall, located in the imperial city, has a separate passage. It is clearly inside the imperial city, but it seems to be independent from the imperial city. There are three death laws in the Spring and Autumn Hall: First, no member of the royal family can step into the Spring and Autumn Hall; second, any war of war cannot spread to the Spring and Autumn Hall; third, non-historians are not allowed to enter the Spring and Autumn Hall without reason. Otherwise, holy punishment will fall.

Chen Luo walked to the entrance of Chunqiu Hall, and saw a stone tablet erected at the entrance, with eight big characters written on it: "Know that I have sinned against me, but it is only Spring and Autumn", and a strong sense of vicissitudes rushed to my face.

Seeing Chen Luo's arrival, the disciples of the Shi family who had been waiting here hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Wan Anbo, my teacher Sima Gong, instructed the students to wait here, please come with me."

Chen Luo nodded, returned a salute, and followed the disciple of the Shi family into the Spring and Autumn Hall.

The moment he stepped through the gate of Chunqiu Hall, Chen Luo seemed to feel that a force had left behind him, with a hint of heaviness, and the sound of waves sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help but look back at the gate. The disciples of the Shi family noticed Chen Luo's actions and explained with a smile: "This gate was built by the predecessors and imitated the giant gate of the historians, and it has a trace of the power of history. Only after my disciples of the Shi family have gathered the energy of the rise and fall, it is possible to sense it. Wan An Uncle, are you really not a disciple of my Shi family?"

Chen Luo shook his head, I'm not even a scholar, how could I be a disciple of the Shi family?

That's what the Shi family disciple said, and continued to lead Chen Luo inside.

Walking through the long corridor, Chen Luo first walked into a cemetery. There were countless statues in the cemetery. , and so on.

"This is the cemetery of my family of historians, dedicated to the sages of the historians, and also the first lesson I learned to enter the historians after my generation: life is but a handful of loess, only the long river of history is endless!"

Chen Luo bowed and saluted the statue of the sages in the cemetery, and then walked in. In addition to the cemetery, he suddenly became enlightened. He saw that the four pavilions were split on both sides, and there was a grand hall in the middle.

"Hahaha, Xiaoyou Chen, we meet again." Sima Lie stood outside the lobby, and when he saw Chen Luo, he laughed twice and stepped forward. The disciple of the Shi family bowed and walked back. Sima Lie seemed to be in a good mood. Very good, pointed to the front and said, "How is it? How is my Chunqiutang?"

Chen Luo naturally had a look of admiration on his face, nodded and said, "The weather is amazing."

Sima Li pointed to the pavilions on both sides and said, "This is the four pavilions of the Sun, Moon, Star, and Chen in Chunqiu Hall. Don't look at the ordinary outside, but there is a cave inside."

"This day's pavilion, also known as the Benji Pavilion, is the place where the semi-sage and the emperor's book are stored and compiled."

"Yue Pavilion, also known as Shijia Pavilion, stores and compiles the history of each family."

"The Star Pavilion ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is also known as the Biography Pavilion. The history of the court executives and the sages in the wild is written and stored in this pavilion."

"In the end, this Chen Pavilion, also known as Cangsheng Pavilion, is all-encompassing. All events and ordinary people worthy of a historical record can be found in it."

"Even if the mountains collapse, as long as the sun, moon and stars are still hanging in the sky, our human race will not be destroyed!"

Seeing Sima Lie's proud expression, Chen Luo also nodded in admiration.

The continuation of the race is like that, rooting downwards and blossoming upwards.

This root is the past, this flower is the present and the future.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this." Sima Lie waved his hand, "Chen Xiaoyou, this time, there is an opportunity, but whether you can grasp it depends on you."

With a look of longing, Chen Luo said obediently, "Oh, Mr. Sima, I'm not even a disciple of the Shi family, so I'll take your chance. How embarrassing is this—what chance?"

Sima Lie laughed, grabbed Chen Luo's hand, and strode towards the central lobby guarded by the sun, moon and stars...