Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

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"Big brother?"

Wang Bugui didn't have a sound transmission, but shouted it out in such an earth-shattering way that everyone heard it immediately.

"Wang Gongzi's eldest brother? Isn't Wang Gongzi the eldest son of the Wang family?"

"Is it a sideline?"

"This... eh? That's..."

"My goodness!"

...

Chen Luo heard a "big brother" and glanced suspiciously, and immediately became happy.

Isn't this the king does not return?

Last year, we broke into the Crystal Demon Realm together, and was later recalled by the family to deal with the winter battle. I didn't expect to meet here again.

"No return!" Chen Luo happily jumped off the carriage, sensed it, and was a little surprised, "Master?"

Wang Bugui didn't look like a good son at this time. He scratched the back of his head shyly, smiled and said, "Accidentally broke through last month, you can't compare to eldest brother, you have opened six thousand miles."

As the two were talking, cheers came from the Confucian student team behind them—

"Wuhou! It's really Wuhou!"

"Wuhou mighty!"

"Shame of the literati, I love you..."

Chen Luo's face darkened, the last sentence must be a burly man, he can't stand it!

Don't love me, no result.

Chen Luo waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and the team behind stopped immediately.

"Brother, you are so majestic!" Wang Bugui looked at Chen Luo with envy.

Chen Luo was about to speak when suddenly there was another wind in the distant sky. He looked up and saw three or five students in Tsing Yi coming from the wind. Those students didn't look like other Confucian students at all, they looked like fishermen. , The woodcutter and the like put on the clothes of students, and they seem strange but with a touch of harmony. All the people who came here were frowning tightly, as if they were worried about countless things.

"It's a student from Thatched Cottage College." Wang Bugui knew that Chen Luo was first in the world, worried that Chen Luo's words would be caught and made mistakes, so he hurriedly said, "'August autumn high wind roars, rolls the triple grass on my house!' This is The method of breaking the grass and flying away, passed down by the sage Zimei."

"I have always liked this technique of flying and escaping. Scholars regard themselves as thatch in the wind, and are willing to transform into 'tens of thousands of rooms'. The style is very high and the meaning is very deep." At the sound of the sound, Chen Luo turned his head and saw Ye Shuyi, the princess of Pingyang in red, standing beside him at some point.

"However, what I like is not the style and implication, but the aura of the gust of wind. It's obviously very pretentious, but not at all. This is very advanced." Ye Shuyi smiled lightly and bowed to Chen Luo, "Shu Yi has seen Senior Brother Chen." After speaking, he looked at Wang Bugui again: "Didn't your uncle say that he would wait for me to grow up? I heard that he has already married a third concubine?"

Wang Bugui smiled embarrassedly: "My uncle said that the princess was young at the time, so he was just talking to you..."

"Humph!" Ye Shuyi snorted softly, "I waited for 16 years, just want to say something to him when I grow up: I want to be beautiful! You go back this time and help me bring the words to you."

Wang Bugui nodded again and again.

At this moment, two more groups of people flew in from a distance. Ye Shuyi glanced up and introduced to Chen Luo: "The current man riding the crane is the clan of the sage dreamed of dreaming, and that is the lead crane flying of 'a crane in a clear sky platoons the clouds, and the poetic sentiment is brought to Bixiao'. The way to escape."

Chen Luo nodded. Back then, when he dreamed that the sage broke the Great Confucianism, he once sang this poem and engraved it into the Tao of Heaven. Now, with the birth of the Great Confucianism, there may be a vision of the crane being drawn in the clear sky. Not long ago, the thirty-six hundred battles in Dongcang City The Great Confucian accomplished this.

"The students of the Yellow Crane Academy are the ones who are riding the billowing clouds in the back. This is a technique taken from the technique of 'The Yellow Crane is gone forever, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years'."

"Although the cloud-swinging flight is unpleasant, it can form a pavilion, which has a certain defensive effect. It is said that the great Confucian of the Yellow Crane Academy can also summon the Yellow Crane to fight the enemy in the cloud pavilion, which is indeed a wonderful use."

Chen Luo felt a sense of admiration in his heart. Although a mere sleight of hand spells came from "stepping into the sky", he has seen Wang Bugui's stylus, Yufeng from Caotang Academy, Shihao Family's Driving Crane, Huang Dangyun of Crane Academy can see all the leopards at a glance, how splendid this Confucian school should be, and what kind of splendor this world should be!

This time, it didn't come in vain.

Ye Shuyi had just finished the introduction when a leader of the Thatched Cottage Academy walked up to Chen Luo and saluted respectfully: "Thatched Cottage Ling Jueding, I have seen Wuhou, I have seen Princess Pingyang." After speaking, he nodded slightly towards Wang Bugui. signal.

Chen Luo hurriedly returned the salute. When the character who looked like a woodcutter approached, he noticed that the hairs all over his body stood up, which was the alertness of the martial artist himself. Even the careless Lang Feixian, at this time, also voiced a sentence: "This person, the master can compete with the great Confucianism, very strong!"

Immediately afterwards, the leaders of the Shihao family and the Yellow Crane Academy also stepped forward.

"Liu Chenzhou has seen Wuhou and Princess Pingyang."

"Xia Qingchuan has seen Wuhou and Princess Pingyang."

Unexpectedly, the leader of the Yellow Crane Academy this time was a woman who looked young, fourteen or fifteen years old, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that naturally carried a hint of coquettishness. This slightly smiling appearance, I don't know which handsome young man will be amazed again.

Chen Luo returned the ceremonies one by one, and the Confucian school taught the principles and principles. Whether he was a teacher or his own status, it was also right for everyone to come to worship him. At this moment, a thick and square voice sounded: "Tianxin Academy, Fang Ji, I have seen Wuhou."

This sentence did not bring Ye Shuyi, it was obviously aimed at Chen Luo. When Chen Luo turned around, he saw a man in his thirties clenching his fists and salutes him.

Chen Luo was not busy returning the gift, but asked, "Fang family?"

That Fang Ji got up, nodded and said, "The next is Fang's side branch, the master of Tianxin Academy. This time, I brought three or two children to participate in the flower viewing in Rouyuan."

At this time, Ye Shuyi voiced Chen Luo: "Senior Brother Chen, Tianxin College is the clan of the Fang clan."

Seeing Ye Shuyi and Chen Luo's voice transmission, Fang Ji was not in a hurry. After seeing the clear expression on Chen Luo's face, he continued: "The grievance between Fang and Zhulin originated from the change of Tianshu. The ancestors of the family entered the devil and made bad relations. Now the sage ancestors are in charge of the family and rectify the style of the family, and the things like before will never happen again. The grievances will come to an end, but not today. Be polite and reasonable, you must come to worship.”

When Chen Luo heard the words, he also bowed back: "Thank you! I understand."

Thank you, thank you for coming over and bowing. You treat each other with courtesy, and I will treat you with courtesy.

I understand, I understand that as the master of martial arts, I will not take the initiative to embarrass me when I meet the juniors of Tianxing Academy in the garden later.

Fang Ji heard the words, his face relaxed, and he bowed again: "Thank you."

Thank you, thank you for understanding.

After worshiping, Fang Ji turned around and left, Chen Luo looked at Fang Ji's back, and suddenly heard Lang Feixian's voice transmission: "This Fang Ji is not cultivating the Fang family's holy way."

...

About a quarter of an hour later, Lu Changle walked over to Ye Shuyi and whispered a few words, telling her that the people who entered the park had assembled, and Ye Shuyi nodded. Lu Changle rose into the air, and his tongue burst into thunder: "The time has come, the soft garden will open."

"Everyone should understand the rules, the old man will say it again."

"Those who enter the park must not be higher than the realm of Great Confucianism."

"When you enter the park, you need to check your own culture. Don't be surprised."

As he said that, Lu Changle waved his sleeves, and suddenly a phantom of flowers flew out of the soft garden, turned into little flower demons, and flew to everyone.

Chen Luo had already listened to Yang Qianli's detailed introduction to the process of entering the park. In short, these soft garden flowers were inspired by the people's own cultural heritage. , if their own rhyme is insufficient, they will also lose the qualification to enter the kindergarten.

Because it is a test of the quintessence of Wenhua, and it has the effect of judging potential, so the thousands of people who are preparing to enter the park have cultivation bases ranging from the seventh-grade poetic realm to the fourth-grade preaching realm like Ling Jueding, which is quite complicated. , there will naturally be many situations in the inspection.

"Fake! Do you think that you can deceive the sense of our soft garden flower spirit by tattooing a few handed down poems on your body? You are not allowed to enter!"

"Open your mouth! Wenhua pills naturally have a medicinal fragrance, how can they deceive us! Don't enter!"

"Report! This person wants to bribe me and give me a drop of essence, I will report it. Don't enter!"

"Ancestor? Oh my God, it's my ancestor!" A Rouyuan flower spirit checked in front of Chen Luo. For some reason, the dream flower forest in Chen Luo's mind suddenly trembled, and the flower spirit suddenly felt that countless people were carrying The ancestor of the flower spirit who splashed the sky stood in front of him, and he seemed to see six thousand miles of flower forests, shouted, and fell to the ground...

Immediately, all the eyes of the audience turned to Chen Luo, Chen Luo moved in his heart, grabbed the Hundred Flower Order that the Hua Ling turned into, and the figure instantly disappeared in place.

Suddenly, a Qinglian who was trying to "fish in troubled waters" was bounced out by a force...

...

Chen Luo opened his eyes again~www.wuxiamtl.com~ At this time, he was already in a flower field. The flower field stretched for three hundred miles, and the mountains and valleys were all in his eyes. It's just that the life and death book in Chen Luo's mind trembled slightly, and Chen Luo frowned slightly at this time.

What did he see?

He saw a stone statue of a bird, fluttering its wings, or singing, or a tired bird returning to its nest. At a glance, countless birds were standing, lying or flying, but time seemed to be frozen, and all the birds The bird has become a statue.

At this time, Wang Bugui, who followed Chen Luo in, saw Chen Luo's appearance, reached out and patted Chen Luo: "Brother, are you alright?"

Chen Luo regained his senses. At this time, the scene in front of him changed again. It was another three hundred kilometers of flower fields, three hundred kilometers of strange flowers waiting to bloom. He shook his head at Wang Bugui, said that it was okay, and then murmured softly. With a cry: "Eldest Brother!" But there was no response. Chen Luo reached out and touched it, and the Qinglian who had been inlaid on the crown disappeared for some time.

"It's a wave again?" Chen Luo frowned slightly, it seemed that Lang Feixian didn't come in with him, Chen Luo shrugged, and had to bury the scene he just saw in his heart.

"Wuhou, but there is a fancy flower that you like. You can do it first!" A voice sounded, Chen Luo glanced at it, and found that it was a student of Tianxin College. He was just standing behind Fang Ji when he lined up before. Maybe this time Tianxin Academy has entered the eldest brother of Rouyuan.

"Thank you." Chen Luo also remembered Fang Ji's promise, nodded, and plucked a strange flower beside him, Wang Bugui said quickly: "Brother, don't be fooled, to urge the flower to open, you must first transcribe a poem. A poem can only open one flower, don't use it on these low-grade... eh?"

I saw that Chen Luo did not recite poetry, but just grabbed the stem of a strange flower with his hand, and for a moment——

Wonderful flowers bloom!