Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

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Beside the official road, Mastiff Lingling set up a small teahouse, Chen Luo told Lang Feixian about the adventure just now in a few words, and the purple jade teacup in Lang Feixian's hand was almost crushed by him.

"The Curse of Concealing the Sky!" Lang Feixian said the name of this technique. Li Qinglian also received this spell back then. It is not clear how many blood sacrifices were sacrificed by the barbarians, but in the end, the incarnation of the blood sacrifice was directly killed by Li Qinglian, so Lang Feixian naturally understood. .

If it wasn't for the Sixth Junior Sister who left behind the meaning of the ancestral dragon of the mighty Tianlong, I'm afraid it would not have been able to catch up with the mountain guardian.

Chen Luo took a sip of tea. In fact, he still has a hole card, such as the illusory Buddha Tao. At the critical moment, Chen Luo will not stick to it, and it will definitely explode when he takes it out.

Besides, even if the guardian monk can't come out, Fang Cunshan can take the initiative to release it to help him block the next blow.

Of course, since these did not happen, needless to say.

"I didn't expect it to come this far!" Lang Feixian said softly, "The Concealment Spell can only be used once within ten years, otherwise Mantian can't bear it. After this time, you don't need to worry about this strange killing for the time being!"

"But..." Lang Feixian changed the conversation, "Little Junior Brother, we may have to adjust the plan."

Chen Luo was puzzled and asked, "What plan?"

"In a short time, I can't go back to Dongcang!" Lang Feixian said.

"Why?" Chen Luo was stunned, waiting to go back to planting mountains after seeing the teacher.

"Because it's too close." Lang Feixian said solemnly.

"Half a year ago, you were the three thousand li martial artist. When you went to Dongcang City on the border of the savage people, you were seeking peace in the face of danger. The savage people didn't care about you, and the Fang family did not dare to do anything on the northern frontier, so you have the opportunity. There is room to move around.”

"Now that the barbarians have actually used the Concealment Spell and are in sympathy with Buddhism, then this 'Da'an' is not safe."

"In case they try to kill a few barbarian gods and kill you, even if the semi-sage stops it, just one aftermath will be enough for you to die ten times."

"Or mobilize ten barbarian emperors to raid Dongcang, just like the Taiping City back then."

Lang Feixian carefully analyzed with Chen Luo one by one: "The human race doesn't have so many fighting strengths to match in Dongcang City."

After speaking, Lang Feixian sighed; "Since you have even seen the Heavenly Demon, I don't have to hide it from you."

"Don't blame the human race for not having enough protection for you."

"All along, Daxuan, or the human race, has never been the only barbarian family as the enemy."

"Nowadays Buddhism is not an ancient Buddhist school, and it is not in the same mind as the human race, like a sleeping tiger on the side; there are many races in the demon race, and there are different attitudes towards the human race, but this is not the most important." Lang Feixian pointed to the sky, "But the most important thing is that there are demons in the sky!"

Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, then added: "There are various collapsed worlds in Daxuan, and the endless Yuanhai still has a lineage of true dragons."

Lang Feixian nodded: "The great scholars of the second and third ranks are easy to say, but they don't use the key point. But the first rank is really in a positive state of mind. One is really used as two, or even three or four."

"Now in the entire Great Xuan Dynasty, which is in charge of the common people, there are only four first-rank kings in charge. The Zhenxuan Division supervises the world, and there are only four first-rank kings in the south, south, and northwest. The tension of manpower is evident."

"Not to mention the Confucian sect, even if it is a Dao sect, there are only seven celestial masters from the dragon and tiger Xuantan lineage, even if it is a Dao sect, and it is normal to appear in front of people. Where are the rest? Above the Yuanhai, beyond the sky."

"So even if the sanctuary moves around, it will be difficult to allocate ten free first-rank realm Confucians to protect you!"

Lang Feixian said a lot in one breath, Chen Luo smiled lightly, and when Lang Feixian finished speaking, he said, "Elder Brother, I don't blame the human race."

Chen Luo has been targeted for a long time. Although everyone wants to protect him, there will always be unsatisfactory places. Lang Feixian was also worried about Chen Luo's resentment. Fortunately, the matter of Tianmo was not a secret here in Chen Luo, so he simply took this opportunity to make it clear.

Even if Chen Luo is just a child in his opinion, he must communicate truthfully.

Originally, this should have been said by the teacher himself, but Lang Feixian planned to make waves.

If Chen Luo still has an opinion, then blame him.

It's not that the human race doesn't know Chen Luo's preciousness, it's really... the situation is difficult.

Chen Luo didn't know how many times Zhenxuansi secretly blocked him from assassinations when he left Beijing, when he had just established a foothold in Dongcang, and when he was going to change the river to the sea in Leya.

Chen Luo also didn't know that Kong Tianfang angrily denounced the literati's shame again and again, and Yan Baichuan and Sima Lie went to Dongcang again and again, which was to openly deter the forces that wanted to do bad things.

When he traveled 6,000 miles and the dynasty was full of joy, how many people smiled and worshipped in front of the newly added tokens, telling them that it was worth dying.

No one told Chen Luo about this.

"You don't blame the human race?" Lang Feixian confirmed.

Chen Luo poured a cup of tea for Lang Feixian, filled another cup himself, and smiled: "Senior Brother knows, I was a fool in Wan'an County a year ago, and was almost killed by a ghost. "

Lang Feixian nodded, and Chen Luo continued: "Actually, I was dreaming at that time, a dream of nineteen."

Lang Feixian asked curiously, "What did you dream about?"

Chen Luo raised his head, with nostalgia in his eyes: "I dreamed that I was born in a country, that country is called Huaxia, and the flag is red as blood."

"Born under the red flag and growing in the spring breeze, the people have faith, the country has strength, and the nation has hope. Wherever you look, it is China."

"That world is not peaceful, it's just China Taiping. Because, there is always the bravest person protecting her!"

"The people's time is quiet, and the heroes move forward with heavy burdens."

"The human race is very similar to her." Chen Luo wiped away the tears of memories from the corners of his eyes, "Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, trustworthiness, gentleness, respect, thrift and yield."

"Not necessarily to defeat all enemies, but to do everything in our power to protect all the people."

"Don't use the weak as ants, and don't use the power as a blessing."

"I have seen Wang Zi'an's thousand years of waiting, the desperate protection of the Northern Territory battlefield, the unrepentant death of a hundred-war veteran, and the death-defying Taiping battle in Taiping City... Why should I be dissatisfied with such a human race?"

"Take a step back, what step I have experienced is not the love of the human race?"

"Fourth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Sister, and Senior Senior Brother... Have you done less for me? Are you not a human race?"

"So, Senior Brother, don't underestimate me!"

Looking at Chen Luo's serious eyes, Lang Feixian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and the laughter grew louder and louder, as if a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

He took a sip from the teacup and spit it out.

"Bah, bah! At this time, it's time to drink! Mastiff Lingling, do you have any wine?"

"There is there! The best white dew wine!" Mastiff Lingling said, a wine jar appeared in his hand and fell on the table.

Lang Feixian patted off the sealing mud, raised the wine jar and started drinking.

Chen Luo looked at Lang Feixian who was suddenly unrestrained, and asked weakly, "Just, if I don't go back to Dongcang, where will I go?"

Lang Feixian put down the wine jar: "It's a big deal to go back to the bamboo forest. The fourth and the seventh have been relying on the bamboo forest. There is not much more than you."

Chen Luo said casually, "Is the second senior sister not here?"

Lang Feixian was stunned for a moment, burped in panic, glanced left and right, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Little Junior Brother, don't mention your Second Senior Sister when you're drinking!"

"Not good for drinking!"

Chen Luo was about to speak when suddenly the space was rippling, a hidden weapon seemed to pierce the space, and flew towards Lang Feixian with a sonic boom. Lang Feixian reached out and grabbed it, but the hidden weapon flashed abruptly and missed Lang Feixian. The palm of his hand "smashed" directly on Lang Feixian's face.

In Chen Luo's eyes, Lang Feixian's face was almost smashed and deformed~www.wuxiamtl.com~ was directly knocked three feet away, but the "hidden weapon" fell on the spot.

Chen Luo was about to raise Qi Yun Gong when he saw what the hidden weapon looked like - an embroidered shoe.

At the same time, Lang Feixian jumped up and pointed at Chen Luo: "Chuchu, junior brother insists on drinking some wine, you have to take care of it!"

Chen Luo was stunned, turned his head, and saw the deserted field, when suddenly a figure slowly walked over.

A black-and-white misty beast larger than Wulitao appeared in his field of vision, with a woman sitting on the shoulders of the misty beast.

She looks like she is in her early twenties. She wears a pale yellow dress and holds a green bamboo stick in her arms. The woman doesn't look like Yun Siyao, but she is full of heroism and graceful. , like a red dust fairy, she is also a first-class beauty. At this moment, the woman had one foot bare, and when she threw it away, the bamboo stick in her hand was inserted into the ground where Lang Feixian's legs were only seen, and half of the bamboo stick was inserted into the ground. The woman smiled and set her eyes on Chen Luo.

"Little brother, Wo Si, your second sister!"