Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

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Five hours have passed since Chen Luo rescued Song Ci, and the ancestors have already left this matter behind.

After experiencing Lang Feixian taking the lead in the development of the jungle, Yuan Bubai went down the road to steal the tower and directly turned on the **** outfit. After Song Ci confronted the road, he might have been stimulated. At almost the same time, the top saints in the Southern Wilderness suddenly confronted each other. The Ancestral Demon Realm launched an impact.

At this time in the Southern Wilderness, the demonic energy pervaded the sky, the blood energy surged into the sky, and the pressure of the Great Sage rose one after another, colliding and confronting invisibly. Those little monsters below the third rank, feeling the tide of blood and the pressure of the great saint at the same time, are also rapidly transforming.

"Although this bloodline tide is weird, it is really beneficial to the Southern Wilderness..." An Ancestral Demon sighed, "Looking at the scale of this bloodline tide, it seems that it is more than enough to break through five or six Ancestral Demon Realm."

Another ancestral demon divine sense spread, agreeing: "Yes. The human race has Chen Luo to open martial arts, martial arts are destined to flourish, and the human race's strength will inevitably increase. This time, the blood tide seems to be the blessing of the demon ancestors, and it has greatly improved my demon clan. Strength for the next hundred years!"

"It's more than that! Don't forget, there is also the Bai Ze of Fangcun Mountain! His strange writing can help the low-grade monsters absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and the ancient mountain and sea scriptures, helping the monsters trace the blood of their ancestors and advance to the Great Sage. Another ancestral demon added, "The article "Wukong Biography" condenses the battle shadow of the ancestral demon, which is helpful to the Great Holy Land. Now it is helping the ape tribe to find the bloodline of the half-monarch demon!"

"From the ninth-grade to the first-grade, and even the super-grade, Bai Mo is of great use to the monsters! He is my ace in the future against the human race in the Southern Wilderness!"

When the ancestors heard the words, they suddenly pondered. From the beginning, they may have only regarded Bai Mo as a talented junior, but now that the role of Bai Mo has been clearly pointed out, they suddenly realized that this square inch of mountain Bai Mo has a lot to do with it. Southern Wilderness seems to have a strategic position for the demon clan.

This will inevitably affect the future power structure of the Southern Wilderness.

However, the ancestral demons thought about it carefully, not so much!

What is Bai Ze? That's a beast!

The alien beast was born by the chance of the bloodline of the demon ancestor. It was born in the form of the ancestor demon, and there was no low-level bloodline. Not to mention the combination of Bai Ze and the rest of the demon clan, even if there were two Bai Ze, a male and a female, they were combined. It is difficult to reproduce a white Ze.

This is the limit of the alien bloodline.

Therefore, alien beasts cannot become a race at all. They are either mavericks, or they are the guests of the Southern Wilderness Powers!

From this point of view, all the demon clans in the Southern Wilderness have no essential conflict with Bai Ze, and they should try their best to make good friends.

It's no wonder that since Bai Mo came into existence, Emperor Qinglong personally went off to **** him! Not only did he give away a sycamore forest, but he also made a rare shot, hitting some ancestral demons who were trying to be detrimental to him.

Sure enough, the tree is old and mature, and it is far-sighted.

Look at that human Chen Luo, can you get this kind of treatment?

At most, it was just a sentence, and by the way, he also taught Han Changli and Chen Xiyi a lesson.

This closeness can be seen at a glance!

The Qinglong Emperor really is still facing the demon clan!

"Unfortunately, Bai Mo is still in the third-rank Great Sacred Realm. If he has become the Peak Great Sage, I will definitely help him advance to the Ancestral Demon!" An Ancestral Demon sighed.

"Forget it, let's take a look at the front, I don't know which clan's peak great saint will advance to the ancestral demon after Yuan Bufei!"

"According to the ancestors, it is likely to be the wind of the tiger clan...Fuck!"

An Ancestral Demon Divine Sense exclaimed, almost at the same time, in the north of the Southern Wilderness, a blue beam of light rushed into the sky, and the Ancestral Demon of the Southern Wilderness immediately turned its attention to the direction of the blue beam of light.

At this moment, in the Great Mysterious Sky, a phantom of a thousand miles of blue-colored avenues appeared, and the sanctuary appeared from the void. Hong Zhong Dalu's voice spread.

Even though they were separated by thousands of miles, the ancestors could still feel the new holy prestige in the Great Mysterious Heaven and Earth.

"The holy bell rings seventy-two, and someone from the human race has been consecrated!"

It is incredible that all the demon ancestors collide with each other.

There is a tide of blood here in our Southern Wilderness!

Many of our Southern Wilderness Peak Great Sages are desperately attacking the Ancestral Demon Realm!

Why did someone in your human race suddenly become a saint?

Are you polite?

But then, another question appeared in the minds of the ancestors.

who is it?

Wen Xiang Yan Baichuan?

Or Han Qingsong, Prime Minister of War?

Or another great Confucian?

Actually ignoring the tidal luck of the Southern Wilderness and canonizing himself!

look down on us?

Come on anyway, it's our business whether you want it or not, and it's your business whether you come or not.

At this moment, the Great Way of Confucianism changed and turned into a phantom of the ethereal world. In this world, candlelights were lit, and each candlelight was an illusion of a person's life.

But this whole life in candlelight has one thing in common - it comes to an abrupt end.

These figures all died in the middle, and then the candles went out.

The thousands of dazzling candles that were originally dazzling were extinguished one by one, and in an instant, no one was lit, and the world seemed to fall into a depressing darkness.

In the darkness, a sudden cry sounded, and the cry was full of grief.

It was the cry of losing loved ones, the cry of death without saying goodbye.

In the cry, a blue light suddenly lit up, illuminating this world, and a book slowly condensed in the blue light, and the two big characters "law" were written on the book. The rays of light scattered and fell on each extinguished lamp, and in an instant, the lights were rekindled.

In the lights, a majestic court rose from the ground, and the blue light flew towards the plaque of the court and crashed into the court. The sound of a gavel sounded in the yamen, followed by the sound of ascending the hall——

mighty--

A stone tablet appeared in front of the yamen, with eight characters written on it: Right for the living, words for the dead!

At the same time, the yamen's plaque also flashed blue, and five big characters were formed - mention the prison department!

In an instant, a dead figure walked out of every lamp, walking towards the court...

The phantom of the ethereal world also slowly disappeared, and at this time, a solemn voice came from the sanctuary——

"Congratulations to the great Confucian Song Ci, cross the Suo Long Bridge, open the world of injustice, and become a saint!"

"Boom!" The spiritual thoughts of the ancestors of the Southern Wilderness suddenly exploded, and everyone felt their brains buzzing.

what's the situation?

Song Ci canonized?

Isn't he all dead?

Have we been deceived by the Terran again?

That's not right, incarnation of Taoism and death by martyrdom, this is what we have seen with our own eyes!

Why was it canonized?

This is not reasonable!

However, just when the ancestors were tangled, Chen Luo's voice came from Daxuan——

"Bai Mo, you can make the demon who has cut off the bloodline recreate the bloodline and return to the ancestors; I can also make the martyred great Confucianism go on a quest again, and become an extraordinary saint!"

"In this game, we draw!"

Hearing this sentence, the ancestral demons suddenly realized.

It was so!

That's right, Bai Mo's books are all attached to Chen Luo's avenues. What Bai Mo can do, Chen Luo should also be able to do.

This is reasonable.

But in the future, wouldn't the life-defying supernatural power of "martyrdom" become a conventional supernatural power?

It's not fair!

Sure enough, it was still hasty to let Chen Luo go just now!

...

Daxuan, Zhongjing.

A figure was running wildly on the streets of Daxuan, and a strong storm was stirred up when passing by.

But no one dared to scold the rushing man, because they saw clearly that it was the Great Mysterious Dharma--Cheng Nansong!

At this time, Cheng Nansong was full of ecstasy, tears in his eyes, and made a sound like crying and laughing, which made people sound creepy.

Soon, a piece of news quietly left in Zhongjing——

Fa Xiang, crazy!

...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Fa Xiang rushed directly into the palace, but found that His Majesty Emperor Daxuan seemed to be waiting for him.

"Fa Xiang, here we come!"

Cheng Nansong hurriedly stepped forward, saluted, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, the former minister of law Song Ci has been consecrated!"

Ye Heng nodded, with a happy smile on his face: "Putian witness, I saw it."

Cheng Nansong went on to say, "Song Sheng's way is not wrong!"

"I know, I know..." Ye Heng sighed deeply, "If I could hold on a little longer, maybe Song Sheng could be consecrated a few years earlier!"

"I was wrong..."

Cheng Nansong was stunned for a moment, and said quickly, "No, it has nothing to do with Your Majesty. It's Song... It was the old minister and senior brother who could not bear His Majesty to be attacked by those hypocritical defenders, so he took the initiative to resign and return to seclusion."

Ye Heng waved his hand: "If Zhen can be tougher, what can they do? Well, it's always a good thing that Song Sheng can be consecrated now!"

"Your Majesty..." Cheng Nansong was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Heng: "I know your intention, and the imperial edict has been drawn up."

After speaking, Ye Heng took out a roll of imperial edict from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Heng.

"The Prejudice Office has set up a yamen to point out the punishment and prison, and it will belong to the Prejudice Office."

"Specializing in the review of local cases, and specifically granting the right to open the coffin for autopsy. If there is a murder case, but there are doubts that are unclear, the Department of Prisons and Prisons has the right to overturn the retrial, and the local yamen shall not interfere!"

"The classics written by Song Sheng have entered the Wenchang Pavilion for the world to circulate!"

Cheng Nansong heard the words and bowed deeply. You must know that not all semi-holy knowledge can be carried out by the imperial court, which is in charge of the fate of the human race. After all, this represents the general trend of the human race!

Behind this will, there may be a complicated struggle for the Holy Way.

Even the Ye royal family and those religious saints were involved.

However, Senior Brother's reasoning was finally recognized by the human race!

Rao Shi has been calm and solemn for decades. At this time, the Dharma Statue known as Nanshan Laosong couldn't stop his throat. Thousands of words were turned into only four words: "Old minister, obey the order!"

...

"Chen Luo!"

In the Mighty Tiger Mountain, the female emperor Feng Nanzhi was secretly shocked.

Others don't know Chen Luo's identity, but she knows it.

At present, the one person and one demon who have successfully broken through are all inseparable from him!

Turning the clouds with the left hand and covering the rain with the right hand, he almost played with the entire Southern Wilderness in the palm of his hand.

Even the ancestor demons of all ethnic groups were kept in the dark.

Thinking of this, as the empress of the Tiger Clan, the mainstay of the Southern Wilderness Demon Clan, Feng Nanzhi felt a little uncomfortable.

She doesn't know, what exactly is this feeling?

Is it because of the racial confrontation that made her feel a real threat from the human race?

Or was it because of Chen Luo's performance that she realized that the little Jinwu in her eyes who still needed "mercy" in her eyes, suddenly made her feel overwhelmed?

Anxiety rose in my heart.

"Hmph..." Feng Nanzhi snorted softly and said to herself, "Merely a third grade, believe it or not, I will announce your identity now... eh?"

Before Feng Nanzhi's words could fall, her brows suddenly frowned.

Unlike the ancestors of the Southern Wilderness, since Chen Luo took Song Ci to leave the Southern Wilderness, Feng Nanzhi's attention has been on the boundary between the Southern Wilderness and the Great Xuan.

At this moment, she sensed a figure sneaking back into the Southern Wilderness from Daxuan.

Surrounded by demonic energy, and covered by the tide of blood and the aura of many great saints, if you don't observe carefully, you will not be able to find it at all.

That's a Golden Crow!

Feng Nanzhi gritted his teeth angrily.

"Why are you back again?"

"Are you still causing trouble?"

"Could it be that you want to dominate this blood tide?"

"Aren't you afraid of revealing your identity?"

There was a hint of worry in Feng Nanzhi's eyes, but it turned into a trace of grievance in the end.

"Are you sure I won't reveal your identity?"

"You know how to bully me, what kind of master of martial arts are you!"

"Humph!"

...

Unaware of the resentment on Weihu Mountain, Chen Luo was cautiously flying towards Fangcun Mountain.

There is no way, the third senior brother has not broken through, and the uncle Wen has not been canonized, and his senior brother has come in again.

I am not looking at Fangcunshan, and my heart is always uneasy.

Fortunately, Fangcun Mountain was not in the depths of the Southern Wilderness. After going around, Chen Luo returned to Fangcun Mountain and turned into Bai Mo again.

"Come back?" Just as Chen Luo stepped on the top of the mountain, a faint sound transmission came from a small mushroom at the foot of the mountain. Chen Luo was stunned and glanced at the small mushroom.

Needless to say, Seventh Senior Brother!

"Well, Song Sheng was picked up by the seniors of the church and went to stabilize the world of Confucianism." Chen Luo replied, reaching out to pick off the mushroom, "Bai Ze is sensitive to blood. I feel that blood in several places in Nanhuang seems to have arrived. limit."

"One day and one night, it's almost the same." Senior Brother Mushroom Qi replied, "The situation will be very chaotic. You should be cautious."

"Yeah." Chen Luo nodded slightly, and was about to walk towards Liaozhai with a small mushroom, when he suddenly stopped, his face was serious, and he looked up at the sky.

...

At this time, the ancestral demon stars that were originally suspended in the sky suddenly exuded the coercion of the ancestral demon at the same time. One of the ancestor stars voiced towards the human race: "Human Race, Song Ci has been consecrated, and your Human Race has already obtained a half-holy, so you should be content."

"I'll wait for the negotiation, I can give you another holy place for the human race, let it be holy, and we will never stop it."

"But the rest of the Confucian Confucians in the Searching Realm will all return to Daxuan!"

"How about it?"

As soon as these words were finished, Nanhuang was suddenly in an uproar.

Ancestral demons offered to give the human race a chance to consecrate them?

"Sure enough! Song Ci's consecration aroused their fear!" Seventh Senior Brother said leisurely, "This time, the bloodline tide can produce several super-quality products. These ancestors are not willing to be taken advantage of by the human race in the internal friction."

"If the three guardians do their best to protect it, they will definitely be able to protect the next person, so they offer the conditions for another place for the people."

The tides of blood that appeared in previous years have produced up to three super-grades, and any one of them is extremely valuable, so naturally it is impossible to give it away.

But today's situation is different. The number of ancestor demons can be seen to the naked eye and there are still several. It is natural that there will be some battles within the demon clan, which will involve the energy to deal with the human race.

And the human race has already produced a Lang Feixian and sealed another Song Ci. If there are two or three more, it can be said that your demon race has lost blood.

On the one hand, it is to improve the strength of its own clan and suppress the hostile demon clan; on the other hand, it is to consider this issue from the perspective of the entire demon clan, and naturally the human race cannot take advantage of it.

If Song Ci had not been consecrated before, the ancestors would not be in a hurry. Now that Song Ci was consecrated, the human race already has a half-sage in his pocket.

Don't say Yuan Bubai, although he is still a monster, but he really walks the blood of heaven. Some things have to be guarded against.

Therefore, there is the discussion just now.

As soon as Chen Luo's mind turned, he wanted to understand the ins and outs of this, and immediately cursed, shameless.

There is only one chance, for whom?

To be able to reach the level of a great Confucian in the search realm, there is either a teacher or a noble family behind it. Now that there is an undisturbed canonization quota, it is inevitable that some people will not have an idea in their hearts.

Like the Fang family!

No one is stupid, everyone knows that this is the demon clan's conspiracy to break through the rift, but sometimes it just works very well.

The ancestral demon continued to transmit his voice, and there was a hint of bewitching power in the voice transmission: "King Jing, once you fight, the three guardians of the Tao will fall into the southern wilderness, and whether you will be able to retreat is unknown."

"I'm waiting for a quota to be released, and your human race will seal your saints. In any case, this blood tide, the human race will have two more semi-sacred statues without risk, isn't it wonderful?"

"This is the greatest sincerity that my demon clan has expressed to the human race for thousands of years."

Daxuan was silent for a moment, and then came the voice of Yelai, the old king of Jing.

"Can!"

"However, my human race seeks the great Confucianism and does not withdraw from the Southern Wilderness, how about watching the peak great saints advance to the ancestors?"

Hearing the words of King Jing, the ancestor demon was amused.

"King Shengjing, you are joking."

"If you don't go after the Great Confucianism, who knows if you will suddenly be consecrated!"

Old King Jing sighed, and said through a voice transmission: "If you insist on doing this, my human race can also agree. However, one place is too small. The saint said the number, eight!"

"Ye Lai! Are you trying to anger Nanhuang?"

"Looking at you, is it a discussion? Don't be angry, don't be angry, sit on the ground to pay back the money, if you think eight is a bit too much, I will take a step back, four!"

The Ancestral Demon said coldly, "Just one!"

"Damn it!" King Jing said directly, "This saint is giving you face, and he cut half of it in one go, but you don't agree."

"Then what about Nima!"

"The talk is broken, let's not talk about it!"

At this time, another ancestral demon said: "King Shengjing, don't you discuss this matter with the church? I'm afraid you can't be the master alone, right?"

"Exactly, Ye Lai, your words don't count on this matter!" At the same time, a voice full of holy prestige came from above the sky.

The ancestors were stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned ashen.

Nima!

Han Changli!

You tm haven't left yet!

His dignified church hall master, lying on the doorstep of someone else's house, still doesn't want to face?

When he was complaining, he heard Han Changli say another sentence——

"Mr. Xiyi, are you awake? Hey, our little Song has been consecrated."

"Oh, is it? Congratulations, congratulations..."

Ancestors: (╯°□°)╯︵┻━┻

Dao Palace Palace Master!

Where is your conscience?

What is your layout?

Why are you still chatting!

It's just that the Qinglong Emperor of the Wutong Forest did not respond.

At this time, the ancestor demon who spoke after that could only bite the bullet and said through voice transmission: "Mr. Changli, one quota, this blood tide, the well water of our two clans will not make the river water, how about it?"

Han Changli's voice came leisurely, but it was not to the ancestor demon, but to the old King King.

An ordinary ancestor demon is not worthy of Han Changli's response.

"Xiaoye, when did the Confucian Sect let you make such concessions? If you pay back the price, you will cut it in half? I think you are used to wealth."

"If you ask for eight, just eight, not one less."

"They don't give it, we'll get it ourselves!"

"The Master said: Do not do to others what you do not wish for yourself. Do you remember what it means?"

Old King King nodded: "Even if you don't want something, you can't give it to others! Hall Master, I understand!"

Ancestors: (ノ￣д￣)ノ

what are you guys saying?

Do you understand what the Master said?

Is it bullying our demon clan to read less?

We all know that Confucius' coffin board can't hold it anymore!

...

"Little Junior Brother, do you know why the Hall Master refused this proposal?" In Fangcun Mountain, Seventh Senior Brother asked through voice transmission.

Chen Luo froze in his heart. He knew that this was his senior brother who was reminding him.

"There are some things, there is no room for negotiation." Chen Luo said in a voice transmission, "It is only superficial to provoke the internal separation of the human race. The real reason is that the Holy Dao is fighting, not by letting it out, especially by the demon race."

"This kind of thing has only zero and countless times. Once the opening is opened, it will become one of the choices for future generations, and it will damage the enterprising heart of my human race."

Speaking of this, Chen Luo also sighed in his heart.

He remembered his previous life, and when he traveled through it, he was in an era of national fortunes that would last for decades.

The prosperity of the country is not obtained by others, but by gnashing of teeth.

No one can talk to us from the qualifications of strength!

Not in the past life, not in this life!

"It's just that there will always be a price..." Seventh Senior Brother seemed to have thought of something, and said in a low voice.

...

In the sky, a large number of Ancestral Demon Spiritual Minds collided in the air, and then the Ancestral Demon who made the suggestion at the beginning said coldly, "If this is the case, then there is nothing to talk about."

"Let's do our best!"

Immediately, the ancestor demon stars in the sky quietly dissipated, and then, an ancestor demon appeared everywhere in the Southern Wilderness, and the soul spread out, covering the Southern Wilderness.

...

"Sure enough!" Seventh Senior Brother said solemnly on Fangcun Mountain, "The demon clan does not intend to wait for my Human Race Great Confucianism to stop me, but to directly kill and seek the Great Confucianism."

"Don't care about the human race?" Chen Luo asked in confusion.

"The tide of blood is fixed: the ancestor demons who do it are at most twice as many as the guardians of the human race, that is, six ancestor demons."

Chen Luo frowned slightly: "Why isn't it the same number as the human race guardians?"

"Because of the unity of the human race!"

Chen Luo suddenly realized: Very reasonable.

"But this time there is a problem!" Seventh Senior Brother said again.

Chen Luo turned his head and blurted out: "The Fang family is half-sacred!"

This is no good!

...

At this moment in the sky, Lang Feixian yawned, turned to Ding Gongya and said, "I'll go yo."

Ding Gongya nodded: "Just yo, don't be too rambunctious."

Lang Feixian smiled: "Don't worry!"

As he spoke, he suddenly flew in one direction, and the three ancestral demons who blocked Lang Feixian immediately moved their bodies and chased after Lang Feixian.

Lang Feixian suddenly shouted loudly: "Master! Qinglong Emperor!"

"The demon clan has dispatched three ancestral demons to deal with me!"

"You always want to uphold justice!"

The ancestors were stunned for a moment: ('';)?

Shit, forgot about this one.

6-3=3!

Lang Feixian was alone, holding back the three ancestor demons!

This Lang Feixian is really annoying!

...

And at this time ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ outside the Tianjue Forest, a pure and majestic demonic energy rose into the sky.

"Thanks to everyone in Nanhuang for taking care of my little brother!"

"This is the time when I return to the Southern Wilderness."

"To block the quota of the great Confucian of the human race, please count me as Bai Xiao!"

A handsome figure slowly emerged in the air, and the whale swallowed the cloud of tidal luck!

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This is a normal update.

I stayed up all night yesterday, and today I had a meeting during the day, and my brain couldn't keep up.

Supplement will be posted tomorrow

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