Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 440: Buddha and Barbarian Confluence
Dongcangcheng, "Yujia Diary".
On the first day of February, I went to the theater.
On the second day of the second lunar month, I listened to the entire "The Legend of Condor Heroes". I was so mad that I wanted to kill Chen Luo.
On the third day of the second lunar month, "The Story of the West Chamber" was written three times, and I fell in love with the matchmaker.
On the fourth day of the second lunar month, Yujia, Yujia, what are you doing? You have a heavy responsibility, how can you indulge in Dongcang City? Leave at dawn tomorrow!
On the fifth day of February, listen to the book.
On the sixth day of February, listen to the book.
On the seventh day of February, listen to the book.
The eighth day of February, ah! what! what! I'm going to Luo Hongnu's autograph today! !
On the ninth day of February, Yujia! Did you forget your mission! Leave, you must leave now!
On the tenth day of February, I learned how to make Yuren Pastry today. I'm so good... ah! Yuka, you are crazy!
On February 11th, I finally escaped from Dongcang City, Chen Luo, here I come.
February 12th, **** it, why is there a theatre troupe in Leyacheng?
On February 13, I finally found out that Chen Luo went to Qingning City! Chen Luo, I'm here to kill you!
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On a clear sky, a carriage is driving on the official road.
On the roof of the carriage, Chen Luo, with a weed in his mouth, silently looked in the direction of Bihai.
It has been seven days since Yun Siyao followed Fubo Longhoudong to Yuanhai and Chen Luo and the others returned to Daxuan.
On the seventh day of my sister's absence, I miss her.
I can no longer see the turbulent sea, nor can I hear Yun Siyao's caring "little brother" voice.
Xie Sansheng also left two days ago, but left behind a wooden bell before leaving, claiming that he will be worried about what he needs in the future, and if he crushes the bell, he will come to help no matter how high the mountain or the road is.
Not only because of the friendship fighting side by side, but also because of the incense of ancient Buddhism.
But I also said, don't mess around if you don't have anything to do. This trip to find Xumi, he thanked Sansheng for breaking the cultivation of two golden lines of law, and also lost a head of hair, which has not changed. He has to go back and make up for it.
For a while, only Chen Luo, Lang Feixian, Jingguagua and Mastiff Lingling were left on this journey.
Hey, life is lonely...
"That laughter reminds me,"
"My flowers,"
"In every corner of my life,"
"Quietly open for me..."
Chen Luo gently hummed the melody in his memory, the atmosphere was a little melancholy.
"Gugugugu..." Beside Chen Luo, a pocket-sized teapot on a small tea table was steaming hot, Gingagua brewed a cup of tea, and took a sip.
"Aw... (Coming together is a common thing!)"
"Aw... (Old Chen, cheer up.)"
"Quack... (Sister Yun is going back to practice, not running away with other men...)"
Chen Luo rolled his eyes at Gourd Gourd, spit it out lightly, the weeds in his mouth shot at Gourd Gourd, and the ghostly energy on Gourd Gourd blew the weeds away.
Chen Luo stretched: "I'm fine."
Of course, Chen Luo is fine, two lives are human beings, how could a small separation be unacceptable, but this is the time when love is strong, and it is inevitable that some feelings will hurt the spring and the autumn.
"Huh? (Is it okay?)" Jin Gugua looked disbelieving, "Huh! (You've been sitting on the roof for five days!)"
"I was controlling Fangcunshan!" Chen Luo explained.
This sentence is not a lie. Chen Luo is very clear that if he wants to take back Yun Siyao as soon as possible, he needs enough strength, and his strength growth comes from - writing books.
Because of the limited primordial energy in the past, the speed of writing the book was much slower, but now Fangcunshan has it in his hands, and one of the wonderful uses of Fangcunshan is to absorb the vitality of the heavens and the earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and turn it into the primordial energy, which is just right It made up for Chen Luo's heavy demand.
After so many years of nurturing, Fangcun Mountain still retains some of the aura of Hongmeng, but those are less useful, so finding the location of the mountain as soon as possible is the most important thing.
According to Chen Luo's idea, the ideal mountain planting should be Dayeling in Dongcangcheng. After all, he sits in Dongcang, which is his base camp.
However, since Dongcang City is close to Mantian, it is not clear whether it will affect Chen Luo.
It's better to ask the teacher to decide.
As for the Yaozu Bodhi Land suggested by the mountain guardian, Chen Luo still decided to give up. After all, there are too many uncontrollable factors in the Land of the Monster Race, which is not a good choice for him.
Chen Luo yawned again. To be honest, I've always been a little sleepy these two days. Maybe it's because controlling the square inch is a bit exhausting, but I don't care too much. Chen Luo took advantage of the situation to lie on the roof: "I'll rest for a while."
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The Western Regions.
It was the same sandalwood courtyard, Fang Zhigu also yawned, looked at the monk in white before him, and said helplessly, "Spring Day is just sleeping, does the Bodhisattva want to accompany me to sleep?"
The monk in white was neither anxious nor annoyed, and said lightly: "If you are willing, why not give to me in the flesh?"
Fang Zhigu laughed dumbly, the drowsiness of the spring on his face dissipated instantly, and he sat upright: "The Bodhisattva is joking."
The white-robed monk did not change his face, and continued: "A few days have passed, and Chen Luo's matter has not yet come to an end. Recently, the Buddhist avenue has been trembling, and many disciples have responded that the speed of cultivation has slowed down."
"Confucianism and Taoism have joined forces to cover up martial arts, but the master still deduces that this change comes from Chen Luo."
"Today, I would like to know the plan of Senior Brother."
"Where is the ultimate move?"
Fang Zhigu smiled softly and was able to force the Bodhisattva to say so much. It seems that the person behind him put a lot of pressure on him. Fang Zhigu looked up at the sky, pinched his fingers for a moment, and said, "Well, it's almost time, it's okay to tell the Bodhisattva."
"The Bodhisattva wants to know where the ultimate move is?"
Fang Zhigu raised his hand and wrote a word on the ground. The monk in white saw the word and his eyes narrowed.
That word is a "manly" word!
The monk in white looked at Fang Zhigu, obviously waiting for Fang Zhigu to elaborate, but Fang Zhigu did not do what he meant, but talked about a topic that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter: "Does the Bodhisattva remember Emperor Wu?"
The monk in white nodded: "Emperor Wu Ye Longche, I know."
Fang Zhigu asked again, "Does the Bodhisattva know how Emperor Wu died?"
Hearing the words, the monk in white pondered slightly: "It is said that he was cursed and killed by the barbarians."
"Barbarians have secret techniques, known as mantras. It can only be used once every ten years." Fang Zhigu explained slowly, "Hundreds of barbarians sacrificed to the barbarians in exchange for a point of strength, crossed the sky, and then reduced by 90%, Kill the target with the last ounce of strength."
"The power of taking one out of a hundred." The monk in white frowned slightly, "and the target does not necessarily have to die."
Fang Zhigu nodded: "Yeah, it's too bad. So the number of times the barbarians have used it is very limited."
"In the information I have, there was a great Confucian Jia Yi in the previous dynasty, who died under this spell, but correspondingly, the barbarians sacrificed two barbarian gods and four barbarian emperors, and seven great barbarian kings. No one dares to say whether it is worth it or not."
"The second use was against Emperor Xuanwu. It was claimed that three barbarian gods and one barbarian sacrifice were sacrificed, but as far as I know, the real loss should be six barbarian gods, four barbarian sacrifices, and nine barbarian sacrifices. A great barbarian emperor with the hope of conferring gods, and sixteen great barbarian kings."
"Even so, if Huo Qinglin, the powerful minister of Daxuan at the time, had not shifted the luck of Zhongjing by a quarter of an hour, that cursed killing might still have failed."
The monk in white nodded slightly: "Are you trying to instigate the barbarians to curse Chen Luo?"
"No need to instigate." Fang Zhigu smiled and said, "The barbarians have tower bones, so they will definitely persuade the Mantian Temple to use the method of curse killing. After all, Chen Luo's current cultivation base is still shallow, and in their opinion, they do not need to use it. The barbarian god, perhaps dispatching a barbarian emperor and a few more barbarian kings will be able to succeed."
"Then what are your methods?" the monk in white asked.
Fang Zhigu said lightly: "I will send them a second-rank Bodhisattva again. I don't care about the power, but use the Buddha's way to hide from the heavens. The power of taking one out of a hundred becomes five out of a hundred, or even ten out of a hundred."
"Enough to kill this son."
Hearing the words, the monk in white breathed a sigh of relief: "A first-rank, plus a number of second-rank, is worthy of the title of Chen Luona's martial arts master."
"The ostentation of death is not small."
Fang Zhigu nodded in agreement: "He is not a disciple of Confucianism or Taoism, so he cannot mobilize the power of the Dao. And the Martial Dao is only 6,000 miles away, so he can't resist it at all. The old man decides that he will die without a doubt!"
The monk in white clasped his hands together: "What Brother Fang said is very true."
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At the same time, under the savage sky, the Golden Horde.
On the high throne, a mighty barbarian looked at the book in his hand. He read it very slowly, turning the pages one by one. The tower bone stood at the bottom, bowed his head humbly, and waited patiently.
I don't know how long I waited, the barbarian on the throne finally read the last page and shouted softly: "Tower Bone!"
Tower bone hurriedly saluted: "Khantian, your most loyal subordinate tower bone is waiting for your inquiry."
"Take it easy, Ta Gu." That Khan said gently, "What do you think of this Chen Luo?"
As he spoke, he put the book in his hand aside, only to see four big characters written on the title of the book: "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!
"Huihantian~IndoMTL.com~ subordinates think that the tenth ranking on the blood list is low."
"At least in the top five!"
Khan Tian on the throne nodded slightly: "What did the Buddha from Buddhism say?"
"Spontaneous combustion of reincarnation, wrapping the magic of killing with the true meaning of reincarnation. As long as the spell is cast fast enough, you can enter the sky without loss."
"Buddhist is in a hurry too!" Khan Tian smiled softly, "What is the constitution of the Mantian Temple?"
"One barbarian emperor, six great barbarian kings, and ten barbarian kings." Ta Gu replied, "Now that Buddhism and Bodhisattva will open the way, there should be no problem."
"They are all warriors of my barbarian clan." Khan Tian sighed, "You go to the moon clan in person and bring back one of their barbarian emperors."
"Lamia said she sent an assassin, but it was clear that the assassin was unsuccessful. In that case, they should have sacrificed."
Tower bone salute: "Yes."
Khan Tian waved his hand: "Go."
Ta Gu led the order to leave the Golden Horde Palace, while Khan Tian turned his attention to "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on one side.
"My barbarian race, why can't I give birth to such a genius?" Khan Tian sighed softly, "Two barbarian emperors, is that enough?"
The voice fell, and the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" gave birth to a flame out of thin air, and it was burned to ashes in an instant...
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