Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

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The house arranged by Yang Qianli is naturally good, with rockeries and green ponds, strange rocks, and embellished with various exotic flowers and plants.

It is said that this place was originally the old-age garden of the second-grade Jiaolong. After the evil Jiaojiao was beheaded and destroyed by the He family, now the first family in Leya, the Lu family, on behalf of the city lord's mansion, wanted to give this house to Yang Qianli. Yang Qianli refused to accept it, but in the end, because of Princess Pingyang's face, he could only accept this favor on behalf of his Marquis. He doesn't live there on weekdays, but he sends people to clean it from time to time, and he is right to be Chen Luo's garden in Leya City. Today, Chen Luo is here, so it is naturally arranged here.

At this time, Chen Luoke was not in the mood to visit the elegant garden, and his mind was full of that weird little beggar. It’s just that regardless of Confucianism or Taoism, at best they can fix their appearance and cannot be rejuvenated, so it is rare to see a master who looks like a boy.

Is it the reincarnated soul boy of Buddhism?

Impossible, if the reincarnated soul boy wants to cultivate to a high level of cultivation, he has to practice step by step, but there is no bottleneck compared to ordinary people. Besides, he looks like he is going to starve to death, how does he look like a soul boy?

Chen Luo shook his head, perhaps because he was so impressed by the appearance of the beggar he saw on the carriage before that he was dazzled. As for the change of the dangerous mirror, to be honest, under the bad luck of heaven, the dangerous mirror basically became a vibration mode.

Maybe it's his own dazzling eyes.

Chen Luo didn't tell Lang Feixian about this. After all, it didn't matter, and they couldn't make any preparations. Saying it made them worry. There was really something wrong to cover the water and soil. However, he instructed Yang Qianli additionally, and asked him to go to see the situation of the little beggar and come back to report.

After picking up his emotions again, sitting in the study, he wrote a letter of worship in person, and handed it to Yang Qianli to send it to Princess Pingyang, and he began to find Jinguagua.

Needless to say, from the senior sister, all the treasures that you can come up with will definitely be given to you, but Jinguagua is also a top rich second generation.

Kind of a pinch of oil.

...

"Huh? (Wenbao? Gourd, who was licking a candy coating and throwing an elixir, looked at Chen Luo, took off the small backpack on his back, flipped it inside, and raised his head, "Hugh! (No !

"It's not limited to Wenbao, Taobao and Buddha treasures are fine! I'll exchange other treasures with you!" Chen Luo nodded and said.

Jinguagua turned over the backpack again, and then simply threw the backpack to Chen Luo: "Cuck! Cuck! (Look for yourself! I can't find it

Chen Luo took the thumb-sized backpack, and he was welcome, anyway, his brother. He separated a ray of divine soul power into the small backpack, and was instantly shocked.

Inside the backpack, there are nine gleaming mountains, and a waterfall of splendid splendor is left from the mountain. If you look closely, the waterfall is actually composed of pills.

"Cuck! Cuck! (I saw which one told me! I took it out!

"Huh... (No one can get it except for this uncle!

"Huh! (I can only take the first four treasure mountains, and I can't take the last five if my cultivation base has not arrived!

Chen Luo's eyes quickly swept across the four treasure mountains, and a series of rare treasures from the outside world crossed his mind. Among them, there are quite a few materials that can be made into Wenbao, but unfortunately there are no ready-made ones.

Chen Luo withdrew from the backpack, returned the backpack to Jingguagua, and asked curiously, "Why do you have so many treasures? Your mother-in-law's living room is not as rich as you, right?"

Jinguagua put on the backpack again: "Quack! (It's all my mother's.

"Cuck! Cuck? (My mother is Tianyunchan! Tianyunchan, do you understand?

"Huh! (It's the kind that can fall into the ancient demon ruins with a single jump!

Speaking of which, Jin Gugua, who has always been heartless, suddenly looked a little lonely, and the sound was not so loud.

"Huh... (My mother's only unlucky thing is that she gave birth to me...

"Aw... (She gave birth to me with her good luck...

Seeing that Jin Guagua was rarely depressed, Chen Luo couldn't help feeling distressed, and patted Jin Gugua's head lightly: "Auntie must think that was the luckiest thing in her life."

"Gua..." Jingugua called out to herself, but this time, there was no voice transmission from her soul, and then she regained her indomitable expression and said, "Guu? Gua! Gua! (You think about those treasures? No Question! Let's buy!

Saying that, Jingagua patted her small backpack: "Cuck! (We have money!

Chen Luo laughed dumbly and touched the frog's head. Suddenly, Chen Luo thought of a question.

Hasn't Jinguagua been sticking to Big Brother all the way? Why is the big brother missing?

...

Garden pond.

A green lotus floats in the water.

Yun Siyao strolled to the edge of the pond, glanced at the pond, and whispered, "Elder Brother..."

Qinglian slowly floated over and turned into a phantom of Lang Feixian: "Xiao Yao'er! Didn't you accompany the younger brother?"

Yun Siyao's face blushed slightly, and she said coquettishly, "Matiff Lingling is following. I deliberately found a space to chat with you."

Lang Feixian looked helpless: "Did you see it?"

Yun Siyao nodded: "By the time we left Dongcang, you should have recovered your Confucian cultivation, Senior Brother, right?"

The phantom of Lang Feixian nodded slowly.

"Before the little junior brother opened the Heaven's Gate, or more accurately, when I was in Wuliang Lake in the Wuyuan Academy, I had already restored the cultivation base of the Great Confucianism."

"Then why..." Yun Siyao waved his hand, there was a futon on the ground, Yun Siyao knelt on the futon, "Do you want to go the way of Li Qinglian?"

The phantom of Lang Feixian sat down at will: "Did you tell me about the remnant soul of Qinglian in my dream of slaying the barbarian god?"

Yun Siyao nodded.

"That's not an ordinary remnant soul." Lang Feixian sighed, "That's not a remnant soul, it's sword intent! Poetic and sword intent!"

"At the same time, the sword slaying the barbarian **** also showed me the poetic swordsmanship!"

Yun Siyao shook his head slightly: "But Big Brother, you don't have Li Qinglian's poetic world. No one has been able to cast the world with poetry like Li Qinglian."

Lang Feixian's face was a little lonely: "Is there any wine?"

Yun Siyao turned over his hands, and there was an extra jar of wine in his hand. He patted off the mud seal, and Yun Siyao fell on top of Qinglian.

"It's not that there is no way!" Lang Feixian said with a smile, "I just want to take advantage of the younger brother."

Yun Siyao blinked and instantly understood Lang Feixian's thoughts. After a while, he hesitated and said, "But... Senior Brother, you are only one step away from being a saint!"

"What a pity."

"One step is close, and one step is the end of the world!" Lang Feixian shook his head slightly, "It's just that he may be stealing the limelight from the younger brother."

Yun Siyao chuckled lightly: "If you really want to do that, the success rate of Junior Brother Wanlitongtian can be increased by at least 10%! Let's talk about it..."

Yun Siyao took out another jug ​​of wine, but this time he drank two sips himself before pouring it on Qinglian: "Which master's limelight have you seen taken away by the guards!"

"Hahahaha..." Lang Feixian laughed twice, how could he not be a little serious on weekdays. His illusory figure slowly disappeared, but a voice came out; "Let me think for a while and go further, don't tell the younger brother beforehand."

"When the time comes, give him a surprise!"

The voice fell, and Qinglian slowly drifted away.

Yun Siyao got up slowly, looked at the Qinglian floating in the pool, and sighed indistinctly.

...

Leya City Lord's Mansion.

Princess Pingyang looked at the greeting post in her hand, and threw it aside with a dark face, a little dissatisfied: "Why are these people so shameless?"

"Because it's the son of a saint, it's shameless. This is a love poem every day, do they think I haven't seen a good poem or a good word in Pingyang?"

"I want to impress me with poetry~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Their ancestors are almost back to life!"

Lu Changle, who was at the side, said quickly: "Princess be careful! Saints must not be disrespectful!"

"It's not that Wuhou's song 'What is the love in the world' that day made the princess meet by exception. This matter spread more and more widely in this Leya City, and it became more and more evil, so that they all thought that the princess preferred this kind of thing! "

"That's why..."

Hearing Lu Changle's words, Princess Pingyang pouted: "That's how you wrote poetry like that!"

Lu Changle choked for a moment and said, "Actually, there are a few young masters who are good!"

Princess Pingyang: "Not as good as Chen Luo!"

Lu Changle is helpless, princess, you are unreasonable.

Chen Luo's poems, how to compare?

Thinking of those guests, Lu Changle also sighed.

"After all, they are all guests invited by the ancestors. Maybe the future husband of the princess is among them. The princess should take a good look at it." Then, he added, "It's better than the ancestor's marriage in the future."

Princess Pingyang shrugged indifferently: "If you mean marriage, you mean marriage, I have already thought about it, it's a big deal that I will be a widow city lord!"

"Maybe there is a chastity archway outside the city lord's mansion."

"Will it be fun?"

"Cough cough cough!" Lu Changle was shocked by Princess Pingyang's words.

The majestic princess who looks like a fairy, why did she have a mouth?

At this moment, a maid hurried in and handed a letter of worship to Princess Pingyang: "Princess, Lord Yang of Leyagang handed over the letter of worship."

"Yang Qianli?" Princess Pingyang was puzzled and reached out to take the invitation, only to read two lines of words, her eyes lit up.

"Master Lu, Chen Luo has come to Leya!"