Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 647: Under 3 feet, I am here! Song Ci canonized!
Rewind time to a quarter of an hour ago. Fangcun Mountain.
Chen Luo was frowning as he watched the battle between Song Ci and the two plague demons in the sky. In Fangcun Mountain's sycamore forest, a sycamore leaf suddenly fell off the tree, as if it was swept up by a breeze and floated onto Chen Luo's shoulder ,
Just as Chen Luo was about to pat the phoenix tree leaves, an "old" voice entered Chen Luo's soul: "Song Ci is in danger."
"Huh?" Chen Luo was agitated and doubted, "Master?"
"Song Ci transforms corpse qi with righteous qi, which is already half a foot into the quiet writing." Emperor Qinglong did not respond to Chen Luo, he continued, "He can't be canonized in the world, and he will die if he takes action this time. heart."
Chen Luo's face suddenly became solemn, but he also understood that, across the entire southern wasteland, to transmit voice to himself through the leaves of the phoenix tree would be a huge consumption, and he could not just come to report his mourning.
That shows that you may have some role in this!
"Master, what can I do?"
"You can..." Emperor Qinglong continued to communicate with Chen Luo. Chen Luo's face changed from seriousness to thinking, and finally his face softened. After a while, the phoenix tree leaf fell from Chen Luo's shoulder.
"Old Mastiff, I'll go out!" Chen Luo said to Mastiff Lingling, then quietly disappeared and left Fangcun Mountain.
After a quarter of an hour
In the sky, Song Ci, who had just killed the heels, felt that the righteousness in his body was rapidly dissipating.
Incarnation of the Dao with the body is to pave a smooth road on the long bridge with righteousness. He can run a few steps forward on this smooth road, but he can't connect to the other side of the saint, and this road will eventually collapse.
This is the doomed ending.
It is also the third way for Confucianism to seek death--"martyrdom" in addition to "Blood Blood Danxin" and "Opening Taiping"
Mencius said: There is a way in the world, and you should sacrifice your life with the way; if there is no way in the world, you should sacrifice your life with your body.
The moment when this righteousness dissipates is the end of life.
However, he has no regrets!
Maybe Qinglong Emperor is right, there are still people in this world who can help him
But let himself hide in the dark, not say a word, and watch the drum and heel return to his ancestors, he can't do it!
Having spent a long time with the dead, he sees life and death thoroughly.
The wild goose leaves marks, the wind leaves the sound, people live forever, plants and trees fall, and it is a "come"!
His holy way was suppressed by the guards of rituals, and his writings were not allowed to enter the hall of elegance. Even if Cheng Nansong pushed it again and again, he would be nothing more than a low-ranking official.
Today, he will use his own life, martyrdom!
Show the power of autopsy and the power of the law!
In the history books, when it comes to this blood tide, who would dare to say that Song Ci had no name, and who would dare to say that the autopsy method was rude and perverse
Lun!
The aged-looking Song Ci looked around for a week. Now that he still has Yuwei, he can still burst out all the corpse aura at one time, blocking an opponent for the great scholar of the human race.
Who should I choose?
No matter who I choose, I have no plans to live from the moment I stand up today!
Nanhuang, remember, there is a great Confucian man named: Song Ci!
Song Ci was about to say something when suddenly a blunt voice entered Song Ci's ears.
"Senior Song, I am Chen Luo!"
"Don't seek death."
"My teacher said I can help you!"
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and immediately locked the direction of the sound, and immediately closed her eyes slowly, letting the corpse aura spread, isolating her own life, and falling from the air...
In the middle of the journey, he adjusted the trajectory of his whereabouts a little, and unloaded his own weight in mid-air, and was finally caught by Chen Luo.
"Run!" An urging sound came into Chen Luo's ears, Chen Luo immediately carried Song Ci on his back and shouted as he ran--
"Bai Mo's articles depend on my way. If something happens to me, don't even think about seeing Qiwen again!"
"I came here to collect the body of Grandpa Song Ci. If you take action against me, the Fang family will not spare you!"
"The two clans are fighting, and the corpses will not be cut off!"
"Grandpa King Jing, save me!"
"Grandpa, save me!"
"Master, save me!"
Sensing Chen Luo's behavior, the atmosphere in Nanhuang suddenly became strange,
They didn't expect Chen Luo to appear in the Southern Wilderness, but how could it be possible at this time!
Although the human race has only three guardians, the question is, who knows if the temple and the Taoist palace have gone far?
The heart of Confucianism, the heart of Taoism...
Not to mention.
At this time, who would like to be this early bird.
Martial arts are nine thousand miles away, and their significance to the human race is no small matter. If there is a chaotic battle at this time, there may be an ancestor demon who will be moved, but now everyone is in a clear state, who dares to do it?
Not sure if Chen Luo can be killed, but no matter if Chen Luo is dead or not, the one who shoots first will definitely be blown away by the Confucian and Taoist families!
Besides, Chen Luo is right.
Bai Mo's article is still on Chen Luo Avenue.
In a book of "Wukong Biography", there is a bloodline of the Heavenly Dao Emperor and the demon blood. If you really write it down, whether the human race will benefit more or the demon race will benefit more, this is all a matter of chance.
Now, Nanhuang's general opinion on Chen Luo is to try not to let him be canonized!
In other words, in this case, Chen Luo is absolutely safe in the Southern Wilderness
Besides, the Song Ci he saved, a martyr, even if his life was saved, the Tao would be broken.
What's the point!
It's the same sentence, sometimes the human race is really unclear! What do you want the dignified master of martial arts to save a dying person?
But then again, Wan Yao is also the first time to see this long-awaited master of martial arts with his own eyes.
How do you look, cowardly?
Do you need to shout so loudly?
You say Lao Jingwang, Lang Feixian forget it, what are you calling Qinglong Emperor!
Who do you want to scare?
The Qinglong Emperor is old and weak, who is afraid! (ke_ke)
For a time, the ancestors not only restrained their breath, but also alerted their surroundings.
Don't let an idiot come out to Chen Luo, or be framed by other races.
That's really a grievance that can't be washed away!
Just when the thoughts of the demons were flying, Chen Luo shouted: "Ouch..."
The ancestors saw that Chen Luo was carrying Song Ci and fell heavily,
It wasn't that Chen Luo had a problem. It was because Song Ci was seriously injured. While Chen Luo was running, he also used red dust to suppress Song Ci's corpse aura. His feet softened and he fell.
Chen Luo quickly got up and checked Song Ci. Seeing that there was no serious problem, he felt relieved. He put Song Ci on his back again and shouted: "Shameless demon clan, actually attacked!"
"I will kill you if you come again!"
The Ancestral Demons of the Southern Wilderness: (?_?)/
Is there something wrong with you?
Without the ancestor demon, even the Great Sage can see that you fell by yourself!
Where did the sneak attack come from!
What nonsense are you talking about!
I'm so **** the air!
Don't those Confucian scholars in the Southern Wilderness say that warriors are simple and honest?
Isn't it said that Wufu is brave and sincere?
You dignified Taoist master, how can you be so innocent!
You can't do it yourself, why are you blaming the rough road in the South?
Is it true that everyone is blind?
At this moment, Lang Feixian asked leisurely: "Little Junior Brother, can you see who did it?"
Gan!
All the demon ancestors felt their brains buzzing. Confucianism!
What about your shame?
Where's your bottom line?
What about the gentleman's style?
"Wolf!" Chen Luo blurted out!
Anyway, tigers and wolves are all enemies of the human race, and they will not take this black pot.
The Tiger Clan... well, forget it. Choose the wolf clan!
At this time, I was immediately furious at the wolf clan's ancestor, the demon wolf, who had been formed by Lao Jingwang before.
No, no, no way!
Wolf I said coldly: "Chen Luo, don't think that this ancestor dared not kill you!"
As soon as these words came out, I heard another shout from Chen Luo--
"Ouch!" "Fuck!"
Chen Luo fell again!
Chen Luo immediately got up, carried Song Ci on his back again and ran wildly, shouting: "Grandpa, the ancestor demon of the wolf clan wants to kill me!"
"Help!"
"Xiaozhu sister-in-law, the demons bully the Zhulin disciples!"
"If you were still here, you would definitely protect me!"
"I am the youngest closed disciple!"
"Master, my disciple misses you so much..."
Hearing Chen Luo's cry for help getting more and more outrageous, a cough finally came out from the Wutong Forest in the northwest of the Southern Wilderness.
"Cough..."
"Stop making noise..."
"Run slowly, no one will do anything to you!"
Although the words were vicissitudes, a faint coercion instantly covered the entire Southern Wilderness. The Ancestral Demon could not perceive it, but the Ancestral Demon Realm felt that the soul was stagnant for a moment.
The ancestral demons looked solemn.
Is this the power of the emperor demon?
To convince people of the Kylin King with virtue, the old and unbearable Qinglong Emperor!
Sure enough, that's right!
At this time, Emperor Qinglong's voice sounded again; "Han Luli, Chen Xiyi, are you still leaving?"
"The old man will keep Chen Xiaozi."
Hearing the voice of Emperor Qinglong, the ancestors of the Southern Wilderness were all stunned.
What the hell!
Han Changli! Chen Xiyi!
The two killing embryos have not left yet?
Sure enough, even the Confucianism and Taoism are fake movements!
Do you dare to dig out your heart and put it in the sun to dry it!
The dignified church master, the Taoist palace master, actually sneaked up with the cat.
What are you doing! What do you want to do!
What about the demeanor? What about the pattern?
At the same time, the Ancestral Demons felt a chill in their hearts.
Fortunately, the hearts and minds of the human race have been alert to the blood, and I didn't do anything just now!
Otherwise, whoever shoots will suffer!
At this time, there were two laughter from the high sky.
"The old man is getting old and taking a nap, let's go...
"Yes, Mr. Han was afraid that Mr. Xiyi would kill the demon in his dream, so he specially guarded here to protect the Southern Wilderness..." "Go, go, go..."
A few times of "go away", and the voice became more and more indistinct, as if the speaker had gone away.
Ancestral Demons: Bah! I don't believe it!
Don't talk about this or that, just don't believe it!
The eyes of the ancestors all fell in the direction of Wutong Forest, and the Qinglong Emperor also sighed softly: "If it goes against the proposal of Huxi, the old man will take action!"
That's good!
The demons let out a long breath.
However, all the ancestor demons still gave off a hint of demonic energy, falling far away from Chen Luo.
Not for anything else, but for protection.
Don't make any more fuss.
Hurry up and send this uncle out!
As a result, a miraculous scene appeared in Nanhuang again.
The Ancestral Demon no longer protects the law, the Great Sage no longer absorbs luck, and all eyes are on Chen Luo.
Everyone bear with it, be quiet, and don't make any moves.
Don't be touched by this product!
As long as my protection measures are good enough, you can't falsely accuse me!
"In the forty-seventh year of the Daxuan Zhenghe calendar, autumn is the seventh day of the ninth lunar month."
"The bloodline tidal battle has kicked off. Yuan Bubai of the ape clan borrowed the book of white ink to advance to the ancestral demon level, and established Tongtian to fight the ape bloodline. He deserves to be a hero of the demon clan generation."
"Another half a day, I have a cramped demon limp and want to return to my ancestors!"
"The human race is huge, and the former minister of law, Song Ci, came from the sky, because these two demons have set off boundless plagues and catastrophe with the human race. "
"When it is, the mountain of corpses will come, and ghosts will follow, and the way of autopsy will show its power again."
"Sorrow is the parting of life and death, pity is the way of benevolence, respect is the heart of the ministers, and fierce is the true meaning of martyrdom!"
"Song Ci transformed himself into the Dao, cut himself off from the holy path, and smashed his heels under the tide of the blood of the Southern Wilderness!"
"Strong! Painful!"
"The way of heaven is not fair, why do you hurt me, Song Ci!"
"Of course, there is the master of martial arts, Chen Luo, who did not know when to sneak into the Southern Wilderness. At this time, he rose up and walked away with his corpse!"
"When they were running, they angrily rebuked all the demons, and they were not afraid. The demons were deterred by the righteousness in their words and did not dare to act rashly!"
"The wolf clan is shameless and secretly attacked Chen Luo. In order to protect Song Ci, Chen Luo did not hesitate to block her, fell into the dust, and was seriously injured!"
"But without turning back, he continued to **** Song Ci's corpse to his homeland!"
"More: Please kill me, don't hurt the remains of my predecessors!"
"A sincere heart finally moved the Qinglong Emperor, and personally took action to **** him!"
"Ten thousand demons dare not move!"
"Tai Shigong said: Song Ci's way is to be compassionate to the heavens and people, and to maintain the law, which is admirable and admirable. Chen Luo's righteousness goes deep into the southern wilderness to keep Song Ci safe. Great wisdom, great courage, great benevolence and righteousness! Ridge, well deserved."
"Fortunate to see it in person!"
"Huh, I'm exhausted!" Under Nanhuang's dedicated protection, Chen Luo finally left Nanhuang and entered the nearest Daxuan city.
Local officials have long been waiting here, but those officials have already been instructed, they just took Chen Luo to a quiet manor and stopped following
At this time, Song Ci had fallen into a coma, and his breathing was intermittent. Chen Luo took him to the hall and placed him on the bed that had been arranged.
Looking at Song Ci, Chen Luo recalled what the Qinglong Emperor said to him.
"The way of Song Ci, you need to wander between life and death before you can see the way forward. Therefore, neither Han Changli nor the old man have ever explained it to him. We don't care about it."
"Flesh and blood, whether born from a womb or an egg, is transformed by the power of heaven. The various manifestations in the body also contain the principles of the Dao. This is the way Song Ci walks!"
"This way is incompatible with living beings, and it is not the way of encircling the underworld. It can be said to be the way of corpses."
"He thought that his holy path, the ghost of death, was indispensable, but he was very wrong."
"What he needs is the spirit of life! It is the love of life for this person."
"The Dao of the Human World, if the ancient Buddhist sect was still there, its merciful Buddhist sect of Purdue would contain the spirit of life. Now, your colorful red dust martial arts is also rich in the spirit of life."
"If Song Ci is asking about life and death, if he understands this truth, he will be consecrated soon."
"If you don't have time, you can write with your soul into the dark, and you can accept it."
Chen Luo let out a long breath.
Bring Song Ci to the underworld? No way!
People ask that I can't live without His Word!
In the future, even if the Dunhuang Avenue succeeds and the two worlds are reconnected, it will only be reincarnation, the reason is the same, and life and death will still have their own rules.
Yang asked about the case, and Yang asked; the country's affairs were handled by the underworld.
Each of them performs their duties.
It is impossible for the dead person to call up the soul of the dead and ask "who is the murderer".
Otherwise, if the two worlds travel frequently, what should the yin and yang two worlds do, and directly merge into one world.
Therefore, when it comes to legal punishment, Song Ci's theory and Song Ci's reasoning must be preserved!
"Fortunately it's me!" Chen Luo sighed, "Otherwise, just to remove the toxins, it may be a medical doctor."
As he said that, Chen Luo swayed and turned into a Golden Crow state.
Chen Luo stretched out his hand and hovered above Song Ci's lips. With a thought, a drop of Golden Crow blood was forced out and fell into Song Ci's mouth.
The blood of the Golden Crow burns all the cancer and epidemic toxins in Song Ci's body!
As the blood of the Golden Crow entered Song Ci's body, the vitality and the power of yang flame contained in the blood of the blood instantly spread to Song Ci's whole body, and the originally pale skin instantly became colored, and the heart that had almost stopped beating thumped again. Plopped up and jumped up.
Chen Luo's complexion also turned pale, and he turned back to the human deity again.
He helped Song Ci up, sat down on the knees opposite him, stretched out his fingers, touched Song Ci's eyebrows, and closed his eyes slightly. Immediately, the rich and colorful red dust rose up in Chen Luo's body, and following his outstretched fingers, it continuously entered Song Ci's body.
Song Ci felt like she had a dream.
In the dream, he heard the sound of the slapped river, and unconsciously wanted to walk towards the river.
As the sound of the river grew louder, he seemed to have forgotten a lot.
He forgot his name, his identity, and his past,
He doesn't know where he's going, he just knows where to go to the river.
I don't know how long he walked, but he saw the rushing river in the distance.
Every wave in the river turns into a living creature
They were floating in the river, and they seemed to be shouting at Song Ci, telling him to hurry over
Song Ci was about to take a step and run towards the river when suddenly, a seven-colored hydrogen gas descended from the sky and surrounded him.
What is this?
Song Ci shook his head. He was going to walk through this colorful thing and walk towards the river.
Suddenly, a baby's cry stopped Song Ci,
He turned his head and saw that in the colorful mist, there seemed to be a swaddling child emerging.
In the cry, he felt a sense of helplessness, which seemed to be a panic of the strange world.
This is how the child feels.
Immediately, a warmth enveloped him tightly.
It is a soft embrace that picks up the child in the baby.
A kind of unparalleled love was born in his heart
This is my mother's mood.
Then, another phantom appeared in the colorful mist. Similarly, Song Ci also sensed different emotions.
There is the joy of growth, the regret of failure, the melancholy of separation, and the urge to fall in love.
There is the spirit of sailing to the sea; there is the waiting and waiting of the lonely lamp in the cold night:
It seems to have walked through a prosperous city, with emperors, generals, ministers, talents and beauties, who do their best and enjoy the glory, and there are merchants and pawns, who are busy with three meals a day for petty profits, running around day and night.
It seems to have seen the hard-working fields, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, planning the harvest of the grain, and planning for future generations.
Until the old age, the youth is no longer,
In the end, everything, dust to dust, dust to dust.
No one is always young, but there are always young people.
After Fang Jue fell into the ground and cried, he heard the sound of falling to the ground again
People ask all the prosperous sounds, all in a cry,
This is what the world asks.
Song Ci took a deep breath, and the colorful aura of red dust was inhaled into his body.
The wildfire can't burn out, can the spring wind blow again?
No, these people, they are not a humble weed. It's not a dispensable weed that will be replaced in the coming year!
They have also struggled to break through the ground, they have welcomed the spring, and they have resisted the autumn wind.
They grew, they were green,
The fire won't wipe out the traces they left on the ground!
This spring breeze and rain dew remember that they once existed!
This earth dust remembers that they once existed
Nameless lead, who are you.
It doesn't matter who you forget.
Who is not desperate to the end of life!
More and more red dust was inhaled into Song Ci's body, and his soul became clearer and clearer.
Yes, I'm Song Ci
I am not a nameless person!
There is no reason for death to be the end of everything
If someone sets a fire, I will find the person who set it!
You don't care about those weeds, I do!
I want to feel at ease for the deceased and let go of the living!
I have a way to apologise!
All the red dust was inhaled into Song Ci's body. At this time, the colorful cyanogen disappeared, but the scene in front of Song Ci's eyes changed suddenly.
There is no long river, no waves, he raised his head and stood on a long rope, and on the opposite side of the rope, there was a door.
Perhaps it is more accurate to say that it is the door frame. Behind the door is a white fog, and there is nothing to see.
Bowing his head, the thin rope has been broken, but in front of the rope, there is a blood gas, and the blood gas further forward, there is a colorful gas, which leads directly to the door of the door.
Song Ci walked forward step by step, walking through the blood, and through the colorful, he finally stood in front of the "door".
Question: Is there justice under three feet?
Answer: I am here!
Song Ci stepped into the gate!
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The mighty Shengwei was released from Song Ci, and Chen Luo couldn't dodge in time, and was blown to the ground by Shengwei.
Lu Ji, above the sky, check the sky in the early morning, the splendid layers of clouds, within ten thousand miles of the manor, a hundred flowers bloom
Immediately after ~IndoMTL.com~ a blue avenue of thousands of miles emerged in the sky. Under the bright sunshine, a drizzle of rain fell, and the rain fell on people, but it directly turned into a majestic righteousness. into the human body.
"Splendid Miles"!
"Flowers bloom a thousand times"! "Righteousness rains"!
At this moment, every human race felt joy in their hearts.
They all put down their work and looked up at the sky, an irrepressible joy blooming on their faces.
This is a holy miracle!
Everyone is anxiously waiting for something!
Soon, a magnificent voice resounded in the entire Terran region-
"Congratulations to Song Ci for being cowardly, to seek out, to open up the world, to be extraordinary!"
"Celebrate the whole world!"
"Boom..." The Daxuan territory instantly burst into jubilation!
Half-holy! Sure enough, half-holy!
My human race, another half-sage!
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History:
In the forty-seventh year of Zhenghe in the Daxuan calendar, autumn, and the seventh day of September, Song Ci, the originator of forensic medicine, passed the holy way of forensic medicine, and was in the territory of the human race
Canonized!
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