Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

"Good! Good! Good!"

In the Fang family's ancestral house, Fang Huaji's surprise sound almost subconsciously used the tongue of spring thunder.

"Okay! That's great!" Fang Huaji took the manuscript of the first episode of "The Legend of the White Snake" and walked around the family assembly hall excitedly.

"This Bai Ze has indeed lived up to our high hopes!" Fang Huaji waved the manuscript in his hand, "A long story! This is a long story!"

"Aside from martial arts, why is Chen Luo's literary name so prosperous?"

"Is he good at poetry? Or is he good at writing short stories?"

"neither!"

"It was he who wrote the magnificent novel!"

"The Tao Te Ching only has more than 5,000 words; the four books and five classics of the Confucian classics are only 170,000 words together, but Chen Luo's random novel is 5,600,000, or even 100,000 words. Million words!"

"Although it is a small talk, but most of the world is a fool, how can you understand those truths!"

"They like this kind of long text that can be heard every day, every month, ups and downs, and eloquent!"

Fang Huaji's face flushed with excitement, he sat down, looked at the crowd of Confucian scholars from the Fang family, and said with a smile, "At first, this old man had some reservations about Bai Ze!"

"The old man was thinking that when his Liao Zhai short stories reach a certain length, they will be published for him again!"

"I didn't expect that Bai Ze actually wrote a long story, and it's also a story of a snake demon in response to the Lin'an West Lake incident!"

"Those who say that only Wuhou can write millions of stories can be put to rest!"

"Let me out now, a long book, my Fang's guest, and the monster Bai Ze, can also write!"

"I want to see how Chen Luo responds!"

At this time, a great Confucian frowned slightly and said, "Patriarch, is it too early to say what you are saying?"

"What if Bai Ze doesn't have enough power and can't write anymore? It doesn't matter if he loses face at that time, my Fang family will be ridiculed together!"

At this time, Fang Huaji hadn't spoken yet, another Fang family Confucian said: "Uncle Thirteen, Chen Luo published a new article a few days ago."

"Similar to Liaozhai's short story style, but the story is even more bizarre, and it also involves the underworld."

"It's called "Lun Judgment"!"

"It is said that men who read this text are getting smarter and women are getting more beautiful!"

"Only my family can't feel it!"

"Right now, Confucianism and Taoism are arguing endlessly over whether 'Lu Ju' belongs to Confucianism or Taoism in the story!"

"Chen Luozhi's literary name flourishes again!"

"The old man thinks that the decision of the head of the family is very wise. No matter whether Bai Ze can write "The Legend of the White Snake" as a full-length novel, at this time, Chen Luo's child must not be the leader!"

As soon as these words came out, nearly half of the great scholars in the field nodded slightly.

The current Fang family has almost fallen into an obsession with Chen Luo, that is, they cannot see Chen Luo achieve any success.

Moreover, they are not without the ability to fight back!

They have Bai Ze!

As the first force to form an alliance with Bai Ze and introduce Bai Zezhi's text into Daxuan, the more successful Fangcunshan Bai Ze is, the more successful their Fang family will be!

After all, there is Bole in the world and then there are Maxima, Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't often have it!

His Fang family is Bai Mo's Bole!

"Cough, cough..." A fat Confucian sitting in the front seat suddenly coughed twice and said to Fang Huaji, "Patriarch, just in time, the old man also has something to share with you."

Fang Huaji glanced at each other and his face became serious. This great scholar, named Fang Zhilin, was a generation older than himself. He was a character who came out of the Fang family's secret realm. Normally, he would only sit quietly during clan meetings and would not speak.

"Uncle Fifteen, please speak." Fang Huahe said respectfully.

Fang Zhilin nodded and said, "Our Fang family has sent back information from the eyes of the demon clan, and the Southern Desolate Toad Palace has appeared!"

"Toad Palace is here!" As soon as these words came out, the entire clan hall suddenly became commotion.

Fang Huaji was also stunned for a moment, and then he said, "Silence!"

The great Confucians quieted down and looked at Fang Zhilin again. Fang Zhilin continued, "Every time the Toad Palace appears in the world, Nanhuang will surely usher in a tide of blood!"

"It remains to be seen what scale of the bloodline tide this time is! But the Tiger Clan Empress is about to become an ancestor, and this time the bloodline tide is likely to come to her. If this is the case, it will be a rare ancestral demon level in hundreds of years. The tide of blood, then the Fang family can't miss it!"

"Han Changli of the previous dynasty took advantage of the tide of blood in the Southern Wilderness to be consecrated, seized the luck of the Southern Wilderness, and walked out of the path of the sage of 'Writing to carry the Tao'."

"Our Fang family also has a peak of Confucianism. If we can take this opportunity to be consecrated, our Fang family will be able to gain a little more confidence!"

"But the most important thing..." Fang Zhilin changed his words, "Even if our Fang family can't grab the opportunity, we can't let Zhulin grab it!"

"Lang Feixian, the eldest disciple of the Bamboo Forest, was in the search realm in his early years. Although he was injured in Mantian and was repelled from the realm, it is impossible to guarantee that he has recovered now. If he can take this opportunity to be consecrated..."

As soon as these words came out, all the great Confucians of the Fang family fought a cold war.

The blood slaughtered great scholar Lang Feixian, that is the fierce **** who can kill the enemy by leaps and bounds. If he was consecrated, wouldn't he be the second Bamboo Sage?

The key is that this product is not afraid of death!

The more you fight, the happier you are!

If he is allowed to take the fate of the demon clan and become a saint, maybe he is a first-time semi-sage, and his combat power will not be weaker than that of the bamboo sage!

One Bamboo Sage can hit three, and then one more?

All the Fang family Confucians fought a cold war.

Can't think! OK!

"It's not that easy to grab the tidal luck..." A great Confucian said calmly, "Let's not talk about the monster clan, even if it is my human race, there are definitely not a few families who get news, and there are also suitable peak great Confucians. few……"

"Be prepared to avoid trouble!" Fang Zhilin's eyes flashed a sullen look, "Bai Ze came into being. That Fangcunshan Baimo stirred up the original luck of the Southern Wilderness with strange words, just like a catfish entering a river, this is me The Fang family's chance to fish in troubled waters!"

"In my opinion, this Bai Mo is the best entry point for this blood tide, and it can be regarded as a surprise!"

"I agree with the opinion of the patriarch. This morning, I spread the wind to promote "The Legend of the White Snake". If he Bai Mo can write this article, our family will keep him famous in the human race for eternity! Bai Mo can't help but appreciate it!"

"In addition, the old man also proposed to use this "Bai Snake Biography" to ask the imperial court to ennoble Bai Mo!"

"It's better to be Fenghou!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and then fell into deep thought.

Fang Huaji thought for a while and said, "It's not uncommon for the imperial court to appoint a lord to the demon clan. It's not difficult. It's just Uncle Fifteen, what kind of lord do we ask for?"

Fang Huaji's question is very simple, do you want a false title or a real title!

A false title, this is easy to handle, Bai Mo's article is already remarkable, and he advocates the unity of the two ethnic groups. If the Fang family submits a letter to ask for a seal, the court will still give this face.

But it's a little more difficult if it's actually sealed.

Real seal...where is it sealed? Will the fiefdoms be willing? Besides, if you seal an inland city to Bai Mo, will Bai Mo be happy?

Fang Zhilin smiled faintly: "Naturally, it's a real seal. Does the false title have any attraction to the current Bai Mo? How can I show the sincerity of our Fang family!"

[To tell the truth, recently I have been using Mimi to read and read books to keep up with updates, switch sources, and read aloud tones, which can be used by both Android and Apple. 】

"Lin'an City in "The Legend of the White Snake" is the border of Daxuan, and naturally it cannot be separated out, but what if we seek a master of the West Lake?"

"Since he uses the 'West Lake' as the scene in the article, he must love the West Lake, which is exactly what he likes."

Fang Huaji thought for a while: "A lake is really suitable. The demon clan is in the lake, the human clan's West Lake. He Bai Mo sits on the two lakes, which is also a good story. However, this lake has always been prosperous in poetry and poetry. I'm afraid Wenchang Pavilion will not agree!"

"Then change it with him!" Fang Zhilin said, "The old man has long thought about it. Wenchang Pavilion planned to incorporate Dongcang opera into the official school system, wasn't it blocked by me?"

"This matter can't be stopped for long, at most three or five years."

"Then simply give Yan Baichuan a favor and let him draw out the West Lake!"

When the great Confucians heard the words, they couldn't help nodding their heads.

Although it was a little uncomfortable to make opera popular, it just gave up an interception that was doomed to fail without paying any real price.

What's more, even if Bai Mo accepts the canonization, will he really leave the Southern Wilderness and run into the territory of the human race?

In addition to entrusting the Fang family to take charge of this West Lake, who else can they find?

That is the West Lake, the West Lake where "the lotus leaves are infinitely green in the sky, and the lotus flowers are different in the sun."

In the end, it didn't fall into the hands of his Fang family!

An old house where a treasure!

This wave, the Fang family wants to make blood!

"Come here, immediately transcribe and transcribe "The Legend of the White Snake", people stop writing and keep writing, I want this article to spread throughout Daxuan tomorrow!" Fang Huaji immediately ordered!

That night, one of the few big families in the human race was mobilized, and the whole square city was still lit up.

Pieces of "Fang Bai United Daily News" with the fragrance of ink flowed out of Fang's house and sent them to various places in Daxuan!

For the name of Bai Mo, the Fang family did their best!

...

The sky is still bright.

"A little newsboy who sells newspapers, carrying a big schoolbag, gets up early in the morning to sell newspapers, and walks all over the streets and alleys..." A crisp child's voice sounded on the streets of Zhongjing.

"Yo... This is the Fang family's newsboy team coming out." A diner said with a smile.

This child's newspaper song was written by the Fang family who invited everyone to imitate Chen Luo's newspaper selling song, and it also sounded innocent. In fact, no matter how Chen Luo and the Fang family fought, it was a good thing to give these children an extra household allowance. The scholars were also very friendly to these newsboys.

"Little guy, come here..." Xu Laoqi put down the mistake in his hand, took out a little piece of silver, handed it to the other party, and said with a smile, "Is it Mr. Bai from the demon clan who published a new article?"

"Yeah!" The little newsboy replied according to what the teacher taught him, "Mr. Bai wrote an article "The Legend of the White Snake", which is about snake demons!"

After thinking about it, the little newsboy added: "It's exciting!"

"Pfft..." All the diners spit out the tea in their mouths for a while.

Xu Laoqi wanted to tease the little newsboy, so he asked, "What kind of stimulation method?"

The tabloid boy rolled his eyes at each other, and even spoke his native dialect: "I know what to say? I can't even recognize every word..."

There was a burst of laughter in the tea shop, and Xu Laoqi even took out a little bit of silver and threw it at a small newsboy, and said, "Study hard, the newspaper seller still can't recognize the whole character, I'm afraid he is a melon child!"

The little newsboy took the money, put a newspaper on the coffee table, bowed to Xu Laoqi to express his gratitude, and then ran a few steps before turning around and shouting, "I'm not a melon boy!"

"I told you the content, you won't buy it..."

"Hahahaha..." There was another burst of laughter in the restaurant.

After Xu Laoqi finished smiling, he rolled up the newspaper and stuffed it into his arms. The diners next to him asked curiously, "This Yin Gong, don't you read this newspaper?"

"Don't watch, don't watch!" Xu Laoqi waved his hand, "Didn't you hear that little clever ghost saying it's always exciting?"

"This kind of article, the first time it is best to go to the morning tea house to wake up and listen to the master. After listening to it, go back and read it slowly..."

"What Xiongtai said is very true!" Another diner who was leading the table replied, "Those goblins in Mr. Bai's writings must be heard first by Mr. Shu. If you read it yourself, your thoughts are not good enough. what……"

"It's always been a fox demon before, but this time it's a snake demon, it must be very exciting..."

"I don't know what kind of life Mr. Bai lived in Nanhuang?"

The voice fell, and the tea shop suddenly burst into laughter for the third time, but the charm of this laughter... Anyone who understands it understands!

...

At this time, the largest wake-up morning teahouse in Zhongjing was full of people.

The content of today's storytelling is written in a prominent position.

"The Great Sage of the Peak: The Story I Have to Tell with the Human Race Scholars!"

"Fate: The little snake I saved turned out to be a beautiful girl!"

"Moving deeply: the kindness that spans a thousand years!"

"One piece of text shocks the Southern Wilderness, and the double twist breaks people's guts!"

""Legend of the White Snake" will show you the charm of snake demons!"

The provocative slogans full of provocative excitement made the people waiting outside the teahouse curious one by one, just waiting for the moment when the teahouse opened!

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Bai is fighting with Wuhou in the air!"

"Isn't it? How long has it been since "Lu Judgment" came out, Mr. Bai started to write "The Legend of the White Snake", but to be honest, I was really frightened by "The Legend of the White Snake". I don't know what "The Legend of the White Snake" wrote. What is it?"

"It must be said that Mr. Bai's style has always been charming and bold, with boundless spring, full of southern wilderness..."

"The fox demon has written very well, and I don't know what this snake demon can write! I'm really... looking forward to it!"

"Although as a human race, I stand for Wuhou; but Mr. Bai's article is really good, and it provides a lot of detailed research for our research on monsters!"

"Exactly! Besides, judging from the style of the article, Mr. Bai also belongs to the family of relatives. It's just a pity that he chose to cooperate with the Fang family!"

"Hugh! Isn't the Fang family not a human race? If you want me to say, the Fang family has vigorously promoted Mr. Bai's articles, and this time they did it right!"

"The two of you don't have to fight. It's our turn to decide these matters. However, Mr. Bai is at least one point stronger than Wuhou, and that is that he never stops!"

"Yes, yes, the shame of being a literati must be learned from Mr. Bai, and it should be clean at the end. Don't leave a tail, which makes people unable to understand their thoughts."

At this moment, the door of the tea house slammed open, and the two juniors walked out of the tea house, putting one hand behind their ears, exercising their breath, and shouting loudly, "Wake up—morning—lie..."

At the same time, the guests who had been waiting outside poured in one after another and poured into the Xing Zao Cafe.

...

"Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, cultivated this body for thousands of years in the cave..."

Inside Zheliu Academy, Kong Tianfang sang softly while watching the newspaper in his hand.

Tian Haiyi, who was beside him, frowned: "Sir, why are you still singing?"

"Hey, this Bai Mo is a bit interesting. Look... he marked the sheet music on the article." After speaking, Kong Tianfang handed the newspaper to Tian Haiyi, Tian Haiyi glanced at it, and said in surprise, "It's really witty! "

"What more..." Kong Tianfang pinched his beard, "This article is different from what he wrote before."

"The demon clan is weak, and the human clan is very prosperous. A demon pays attention to the concept of 'repaying virtue with virtue'. This imagination is simply unrestrained and unique!"

"It looks like a story about a married couple, but this is clearly to write about the couple's life after marriage, rather than the previous articles that were written after they got married and ended hastily!"

"You and I both understand that it's easy to write about meeting each other and love each other, but it's hard to say that knowing each other and staying together..."

"The demon who falls into the red dust is also the red dust."

"Chen Luo really met his opponent this time!"

Tian Haiyi frowned subconsciously, just looked down, but when he saw the end, Tian Haiyi slammed the table: "Damn!"

Kong Tianfang was shocked and asked quickly, "What's the matter? The old man hasn't looked back, is there any remarks against my human race!"

"Look at it for yourself!" Tian Haiyi handed the newspaper to Kong Tianfang, Kong Tianfang immediately fell to the end with a glance and ten lines, and immediately his eyebrows were raised, and he was angry!

"Not a human being!"

"I thought that Bai Mo was Chen Luo's enemy, but I didn't expect it to be a raccoon dog!"

"Shame of the literati!"

...

On the other side, wake up to the morning tea house.

Everyone looked at the delicate woman standing beside the storyteller with a puzzled look.

It's good-looking and good-looking, but what are you doing standing on the stage?

When the eye-catching photo was taken, everyone understood the role of the woman.

It was sung live!

This **** ritual!

This is a whole new life!

"The beautiful scenery of the West Lake is in the sky in March; the spring rain is like wine and smoke."

"It's fateful to meet for thousands of miles, but it's hard to hold hands if you don't have the fate. After ten years of cultivation, you can cross the boat together, and after a hundred years of cultivation, you can sleep together..."

With the sound of the classic singing, the audiences closed their eyes one by one, as if they came to the Misty Rain West Lake together and stood on the swaying awning boat.

As if in the boat, a delicate young lady was smiling shyly at her, and a clever and eccentric pretty maid looked at her angrily, scolding herself not to look anymore...

This spring rain touched the hearts of young people; this awning boat carried the splendid spring sorrow.

If this rain will not stop, if this ship will not dock, then no one will disembark.

There are no brilliant techniques or magical powers, and there are no treacherous intrigues, just two simple, picturesque first encounters.

The story turned suddenly, and the mischievous Xiaoqing faced Xu Xian who came to visit Bai Suzhen, teasingly said that Bai Suzhen had already made a marriage, and hurried Xu Xian away.

At this time, the clear sky thundered, and the pouring rain fell again.

The audience's heart hung on the dark cloud, urging Bai Suzhen to quickly clarify the misunderstanding. Suddenly, a voice came ruthlessly.

"Snapped!"

"If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next breakdown!"

Audience: ('Д)!!

A mouthful of old blood in the chest!

what's the situation?

This... this familiar feeling?

That ominous power of breaking chapters is back?

White ink? Also out of chapter?

The super doubling of the shame of the literati?

Everyone looked back and forth for a while, and then looked on the stage, only to see that the storyteller disappeared "skillfully", and only the beautiful woman looked a little overwhelmed on the stage.

It's confirmed, it's out of context!

The first time is over here!

Gan!

For a time, everyone remembered the horror of being ruled by the "next time decomposition"!

"Gan!"

"Grass!"

"day!"

In an instant, a sentence of classics blurted out, and the battle sound that once resounded in the wake-up teahouse returned again——

"Bring me that 40-foot-long sword!"

"The old man knows how the demon clan can write articles! It is a shame for literati to write and write!"

"Hate me! How can you stop here!"

"Bai Mo, it's good not to learn, how do you learn this stuff! He-tui!"

"Send all the blades to the Fang family!"

"Yes, yes, send the blade to the Fang family!"

...

Lingzhou, bamboo forest.

The evening breeze is blowing.

Lang Feixian yawned and looked at the fishing rod in his hand a little boringly.

Both the teacher and the junior sister have gone to heaven, and they have to guard the bamboo forest.

so boring!

It has been thirty-two days and five hours, three quarters and three minutes without waves...

I really want to go out and let myself fly!

After all, as a flower, it always has to experience wind and rain before it can bloom. It will only become a flower in the greenhouse when it has been in the bamboo forest!

Will be like the third, sissy!

In just two days, it shouldn't be a problem to go to Nanhuang Junior Brother's place for a circle, right?

"Eldest brother, senior brother..." Just as Lang Feixian was thinking, the voice of the seventh elder came.

Then, Lang Feixian saw his fish drifting, and with a hard pull, a koi was caught from the lotus pond.

"Seventh Junior Brother?"

The koi stomped on the ground: "Senior brother, I just received news from Yan Baichuan from Wenchang Pavilion."

Lang Feixian was stunned for a moment: "Let's put Lao Yan's information first, why did you make a koi?"

The koi replied: "This is the content of the third volume and second chapter of the Bamboo Forest Ecological Defense Plan. Don't you remember, Senior Brother? I have shown you!"

"Oh...I have an impression, I have an impression..." Lang Feixian replied perfunctorily, and quickly changed the subject, "What did Yan Baichuan say?"

Koi opened his mouth wide and said, "Yan Baichuan said that the Fang family is for the younger brother, no, strictly speaking, they are asking for the title of Fangcunshan Baimo, and they plan to seal the title of the 'Marquis of Pinghu' and seal it in the West Lake of Lin'an!"

"With the West Lake as the center, the shore is expanded twenty miles and set as a fief."

Lang Feixian's face was strange: "That's the place of Wen Yun, the Fang family is good to the younger brother... Has Yan Baichuan agreed?"

"No, the condition offered by the Fang family is to agree that the operas of the younger brothers and sisters will be included in the official school system, but Yan Baichuan also wants the Fang family to contribute money to let Wenchang Pavilion build 600 schools in Daxuan; Wenchang Pavilion will be admitted to the Fang family's holy realm. Three promotions; a splendid ink of the great Confucian level; and three great Confucians from the Fang family to serve in Wenchang Pavilion..."

"Heartless! Can the Fang family agree?" Lang Feixian cursed.

"The Fang family agreed!"

"Beautiful work!" Lang Feixian blurted out!

"By the way~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I have something..." Lang Feixian was about to tell Koi about his plan for a two-day trip to the Southern Wilderness, and Koi said first: "There is one more thing! "

"Yan Baichuan sent a message that the Southern Desolate Toad Palace will reappear, and the tide of blood will be in the future!"

"Let you be prepared, senior brother, there may be unexpected benefits when there is a junior brother in Nanhuang!"

Lang Feixian heard the words and said helplessly: "Old Seventh, I have already disbanded. Now my Tao is protecting the martial arts of the younger brother!"

"Only when my junior brother has traveled 9,000 miles, can I take that step!"

The koi stomped, and the fish head nodded: "I know!"

"But other people don't know!"

"Let's keep our hands steady, senior brother, you can completely disturb your sight! Don't forget, there are three senior brothers..."

When Lang Feixian heard this, he nodded solemnly.

This is a big deal!

As a smoke bomb? It just sounds like a character set that is soaring.

This one suits you!

"So, during this time, Senior Brother, you have to stay steady in the bamboo forest, so that the outside world can't figure out your cards!" Koi said.

Lang Feixian's face froze, his two-day trip to the Southern Wilderness was ruined?

Not happy!

Immediately, Lang Feixian looked meaningfully at the koi on the ground: "Old Seven, you can also go to the Southern Wilderness to fight, right?"

"Hey..." Koi let out a laugh, "Senior brother, you know me."

"This kind of thing, there are too many people, it's not stable!"

After speaking, the koi slammed into blue smoke, and a fish-shaped piece of paper fell to the ground.

"Alas..." Lang Feixian sighed, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Nanhuang, "The tide of blood..."

"Little Junior Brother, I really envy you!"

"Wherever you go, big things happen!" (To be continued)