Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 679: The martial arts are flourishing, and the ghostly wind is rising

"My brothers and sisters, Ann."

"I have traveled to the Southern Wilderness, traveled 3,000 miles, and passed through Qingqiu and Yuyuan. Today, I finally found a treasured place to propagate the Dharma in the Southern Wilderness."

"Dawali!"

"The Davari clan is also the bear clan. Their hearts are sincere, their strength is heavy, and they are quite skillful and unworkable in Shaolin martial arts."

"Although no one has the ingenuity of epiphany, it has the foundation of gradual enlightenment."

"I heard that what I preached was the Mahayana Buddhism in "Journey to the West", the whole family rejoiced, and the people responded."

"I just sigh that I have more than enough people but not enough strength."

"I hope all Shaolin brothers and sisters will spare no effort and come to help me!"

"Adamo!"

After writing the letter, Adama thought about it and added another sentence——

"Those who are not strong in their minds should go around Qingqiu and Yuyuan, remember!"

After writing this sentence, Adamo felt more at ease, and left his own imprint of his own soul on it.

After all this, Adamo carefully took out another wooden box from the storage order.

This is what Hou Ye specially asked someone to hand over to him after he knew his plan.

Open the wooden box to reveal a folded sheet of paper. Then unfold the paper, and the three big characters on it are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, exuding the majesty of the avenue—

"South, Shao, Lin"

"Master Marquis, my Adamo will definitely not live up to your expectations!" Adamo swore secretly in his heart as he looked at the powerful characters.

Preach the Dharma, transcend sentient beings, and protect the world!

A moment later, a blue bird sent a message across the sky, flying from the Southern Wilderness to the Eastern Cang.

…

Vietnam.

The long Drunk Galaxy has flowed from ancient times to the present, and many talented and beautiful women have left a series of joys and sorrows in the painting boats on the Drunk Galaxy.

Aji... No, it should be called Xie Xiaofeng now, holding his sword and looking at the boats moored on the river, recalling his past.

Just a year ago, he was a servant on one of the painting boats. Every day, he poured water for the girls and wiped the deck. In just one year, he has become a world-famous martial arts genius. Whether it is a high-ranking member of the dynasty or a high-ranking scholar, he once wanted to recruit a son-in-law, but he declined all of them.

Mother's grave is on an island in the Drunk Star River, where all the dead singers are buried.

It's said to be an island, but it's actually a reef, maybe it's gone.

It's not that they can't afford the cemetery in this city, it's that the wealthy family in the city doesn't allow it!

Yuezhou, next to Mozhou, is deeply influenced by Fang Li. The biggest wealthy family in this city is the Luo family, and they are students of the Fang family.

The present-day head of the Luo family, known as a boat prostitute and singer, is immoral, and his body cannot be buried on land.

Ridiculous!

This is the Luo family head, but a frequent visitor on this Drunk Galaxy. How can you not feel immoral when you enter the women's bedroom?

He, Xie Xiaofeng, came back today with two goals. The first is to move the grave for his mother!

"Young Master, are you going to paint a boat?" A boatman saw Xie Xiaofeng standing by the shore for a long time, and he came forward with a small boat, "You can give the son a recommendation."

"Which **** this boat is the most beautiful, and which girl is the prettiest, I'll be very clear."

Xie Xiaofeng regained his senses, turned his head slightly, looked at the boatman, and said with a smile, "The waves in the front boat are beautiful, and the plum blossoms in the back boat are pretty. You can't play the songs of clear water, but the best poetry is Lu Tso. I can say it. Right?"

The boatman was stunned when he heard the words, and then said embarrassedly: "So the young master has already made a plan in his chest, and he can feel all the four oiran on this drunk star river!"

"Then it's easy to handle. If there are four boats, and you want to go to that boat, I'll take you there, and I won't charge you."

Xie Xiaofeng smiled again, and this was what he told the boatmen back then.

It's nothing more than not taking money from the guests, and the girls on the boat will naturally give them a reward afterwards, and it's still earned after the calculation

"Brother, please take me to Sleeping Moon Island!" Xie Xiaofeng shook his head and said.

"Mianyue Island?" The boatman's expression changed, "It's a place of dead people, what are you going to do there!"

Xie Xiaofeng tapped his toes, landed on the boat, threw a piece of silver, and said lightly: "Sweep the grave, move the grave!"

The boatman didn't dare to ask any more questions when he heard the words, and hurriedly rowed his oars.

…

Someone moved the grave of the dead singer on Sleeping Moon Island!

The news spread throughout the Drunk Galaxy in a very short period of time.

The little girls in the painting boat ran to the deck one by one and looked around.

They want to know who the **** is doing this!

After all, no one wants to be buried on the reef that may not be there at any time when they die!

Soon, they saw the target.

In an ordinary boat, there is a tattered coffin, which is covered with colorful brocade that has been prepared. At the bow of the boat, stands a handsome young man, holding a long sword. Impressive heroism.

"What a handsome man!" The moment a group of women saw Xie Xiaofeng, their hearts were shocked, and their faces turned crimson. Only a little maid looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a puzzled expression.

However, this situation caused sour tastes in the hearts of some young masters who were drinking and having fun on the boat. One of the sons pointed at Xie Xiaofeng and shouted: "Stop the boat for me!"

"The corpse of the singer is indecent, and is not allowed to enter the city. This is the rule of my Luo family, have you heard of it!"

At one point of this remark, many of the female singers cast hateful glances at the person who came, but they recognized that the other person was a child of the Luo family.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't even look at the other party. He opened his hand and flicked it at will. He ejected a copper coin and hit the other party directly in the chest. The disciples of the Luo family were only eighth-rank Confucian scholars, how could they withstand such an attack, they vomited blood at the time, and were directly knocked off the boat.

"Presumptuous!" A cold drink came from a luxurious painting boat, and then a luxuriously dressed young man looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said, "Moving the grave for the singer, Your Excellency naturally has your own reasons, and this Young Master should not have it. See!"

"But you dare to hurt my Luo family's children!"

"Dare to ask which children?"

Xie Xiaofeng glanced at the other party and immediately recognized the other party's identity.

The eldest son of the Luo family, Luo Yunfeng.

"It's not the son of a family, but the mother in the coffin!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the onlookers were in an uproar.

I thought it was the son of your family who was angry with the crown, but after a long time, it turned out to be the son of the singer!

A son of a singer buried in Sleepy Moon Island, what background can he have!

Those women's eyes dimmed, and the little maid who was puzzled before seemed to recognize Xie Xiaofeng with a look of disbelief.

"The act of filial piety is commendable." Luo Yunfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "This young master allows you to find a place outside the city to bury your mother, and then come to my Luo's house and be punished with ten sticks. The guilt of the previous collision is exposed like this. It's over!"

Xie Xiaofeng tilted his head and looked at Luo Yunfeng. After a while, he opened his mouth softly and said the greeting that was often heard in Dongcangcheng——

"Stupid, stupid!"

"Presumptuous!" Luo Yunfeng frowned, and then pointed at Xie Xiaofeng, suddenly a voice of poetry sounded, and a blue-green spear shot at Xie Xiaofeng.

"Aji, be careful!" The little girl finally couldn't hold back and shouted.

Hearing the cry of the little maid, Xie Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, followed the sound, and didn't care about the righteous spear at all.

Finally, he found the little girl who had a heart for him in the crowd, smiled lightly, and lifted the other one at will, just like chasing flies, and the spear that was condensed by the five-rank master's son level collapsed directly. spread out.

At this time, other people also heard the little girl's shout, and suddenly, the beautiful little girl who had disappeared for a year sounded in many people's minds.

Onigiri

"My sisters, I'm Aji!" Xie Xiaofeng laughed, "Today, I will move my mother's tomb first, and I will move the tombs of other concubines on the island one by one in the future. In the future, there will be no more sleepy months. Island!"

"As for Luofu, it's just shit!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the guests were shocked, and many women saluted in unison, saying: "Brother Aji!"

At this moment, a spring thunder came from the tongue, wrapped in the coercion of the great Confucianism.

"What a big breath!"

"The old man knows you, Aggie!"

"Dongcangcheng Martial Arts Tianjiao, the top ten in Lunjiange."

"But do you think you are Chen Luo!"

"Today the old man will suppress you and let Dongcang City come over to lead people! Let you know what rules are!"

During the conversation, two azure lights flew towards Drunk Xinghe.

At this time, on the Zuixing River, because of the sudden pressure of the Great Confucianism, the river was churning, and everyone grabbed the railing. But in this tumult, only the boat remained motionless.

The boatman looked at Xie Xiaofeng in surprise. He was in control of the boat, and he could naturally sense that there seemed to be an anchor that firmly nailed the boat.

"Ah... Mr. Aji, do you want to jump off the boat?"

Xie Xiaofeng smiled slightly: "No need!"

He looked at the two blue rainbows flying over and raised his eyebrows.

"One of the second-grade, one of the third-grade, it seems that the Luo family still has some background!"

"Let's try your swords!"

Speaking, Xie Xiaofeng held the hilt of the sword, and in the eyes of the boatman, there seemed to be a colorful figure behind Xie Xiaofeng, exactly the same as him, but in the blink of an eye, only Xie Xiaofeng was seen.

Xie Xiaofeng "slowly" drew his sword.

It gives the impression that it is slow, but in fact, the sword is drawn as fast as the wind.

A wind blew out of thin air from Xie Xiaofeng, blowing away the coercion exerted by the great Confucian Luo family on the Drunk Galaxy.

No one at the scene could see how the sword was pierced. They just saw a drop of Drunk Galaxy's river water being sucked into the air, and then condensed into a water sword, and then the water sword moved towards the two Qinghong resigned.

The family and state of the third-rank great Confucianism will collapse at a touch;

Afterwards, the two green rainbows stopped abruptly, and then one after another of blood flowers bloomed from them, and the two aloof Luo Family Confucians fell directly from the sky, with a thud, and fell into the Drunk Galaxy.

Xie Xiaofeng returned the sword to the sheath, and said to himself: "No, this trick can't beat Brother Ji!"

Afterwards, he raised his head again, looked towards several places in the city that exuded the aura of a great scholar, and said coldly, "I thank someone for relocating the tomb of Mianyue Island!"

"Whoever refuses to accept it, you can find me in the green mountain thirty miles outside the city!"

"Below the second rank, don't come to die!"

After speaking, the boat has stopped to the shore. Xie Xiaofeng reached out and grabbed the coffin against his shoulders.

He stepped onto the shore in one step, suddenly opened his mouth, and sounded like a bell——

"From tomorrow onwards, among the green hills in the south of the city, I will set up the Divine Sword Villa to receive disciples and teach Taoism."

"Belong to the line of Dongcang Wuyuan!"

After speaking, Xie Xiaofeng carried the coffin and walked out of the city step by step!

This is the second thing he will do, and it is also what many martial arts students will do after leaving Dongcang——

Promote martial arts!

…

Night is coming, wild sky.

The moon in the wild sky is not as bright as the moon in the human world, but it has a unique charm. The cold moonlight shone down, illuminating the city wall that seemed to be built of white jade, casting a long shadow of the moon.

The city of Titu, where the bloodline of the barbarian moon mother, the Tzu clan, resides.

In the middle of the city, the magnificent Moon Worship Palace stands. The whole palace seems to resonate with the savage moon, exuding a halo of moonlight.

In the Temple of the Moon Mother, the virgin Lamia of the Titus Department looked at the gentle Moon Mother statue, bowed down reverently, and then waved her hands gently. At the feet of the statue, an entrance to the ground suddenly appeared. Lamia stood up and walked into the downward space. When her figure completely entered, the entrance closed again, as if nothing had happened.

Lamia walked down the steps step by step. She walked for an unknown amount of time, and finally stepped on a flat ground. She raised her head. The stunning woman who looks like six or seven points, but her face is haggard at this time. Her shoulders were pierced by sharp bone spears and nailed to the wall.

She heard the movement, raised her head, looked at Lamia, and forced a smile.

"Good evening, Lamia."

Lamia walked in front of her, raised her head slightly, looked at each other, and said with a smile, "How do you know it's night?"

"Because only when the radiance of the Moon Mother is at its peak will it block the monitoring of us by the Man Sacrifice Hall, so you dare to come to see me." The other party said softly.

"There are three news to tell you." Lamia didn't bother about other issues and went straight to the topic, "There is news from the Terran."

"Bai Mo, the monster you once wanted to unite with, is actually Chen Luo." Lamia stared at each other and said seriously, "That is to say, from the beginning, you were chasing the wrong target. At that time , Chen Luo has already entered the Southern Wilderness, and Chen Luo in Daxuan is a guise released by the bamboo forest."

"You would never have succeeded, Yuja!" Lamia said heavily!

Yuka!

Yes, the woman nailed to the wall is the barbarian Yujia who sneaked into Daxuan to assassinate Chen Luo!

It's just that she was inexplicably attracted by Daxuan's storytelling and drama, which delayed the time of the pursuit. Later, she finally found "Chen Luo", but was almost caught!

"No wonder..." Yujia nodded, "I drive a secret technique, which is comparable to a rank one, and the sure-kill blow was actually blocked by that 'Chen Luo', and almost captured me. It seems that the man who pretended to be Chen Luo at the time It must be one of his senior brothers."

Yuka smiled wryly.

After the first failed assassination attempt, she waited in ambush outside the bamboo forest for another chance, but "Chen Luo" seemed to be stuck in the bamboo forest and never came out again.

Until her transformation technique was about to expire and she had to leave, she never saw Chen Luo again.

It turns out that at that time, people had already made a great reputation in the Southern Wilderness.

After returning to Titu City, she realized that because of her failure, the Emperor Barbarian was dissatisfied, and the Luna Ministry suffered a huge blow.

In order to punish herself, she took the initiative to choose the double spear sentence.

"The second thing, the tower bone has been conferred a god." Lamia continued, "The Barbarian God Palace has lost a yang barbarian god, so that the tower bone can be conferred a **** successfully!"

"The Barbarian Emperor recognized Tagu as his righteous brother, and the Lord of the Barbarian Palace officially accepted Tagu as his disciple."

Yuka heard the words, but did not speak.

"The third thing, Ta Gu proposed to me." Lamia said again.

Yujia's eyes widened immediately, and there was a hint of anger in her tone: "The goddess serves the Moon Mother and will never marry. This is the rule since ancient times!"

"Barbarian Emperor! Barbarian Shrine! Barbarian Sacrificial Hall! Do they even care about these etiquettes now?"

Lamia shook her head lightly: "The battle between the sun and the moon is a hidden danger after all."

Yuka looked at Lamia: "What do you say?"

"I agree! This is the only way to let them relax some of the pressure on the twitch department." Lamia still smiled faintly, "But the rule that goddesses don't marry can't be changed."

"I will step down as a goddess and marry a tower bone!"

"Yujia, you are me. I will leave behind the brilliance of the Moon Mother and walk into the big tent of the tower bone with only my body!"

"Next, the Luna Tribe will depend on you."

Yuka was silent for a moment, then said with difficulty: "I am you!"

"I can go in your place!"

Lamia shook her head, her body floated into the air at the same level as Yujia, raised her hand, and lightly tapped Yujia's forehead.

"The goddess is you, my sister!" With that, Lamia's fingertips shone with a soft moonlight. Yujia wanted to struggle, but in the end she slowly closed her eyes and fainted.

Immediately, Lamia flicked her finger, and the two spears that nailed Yujia suddenly disintegrated. Lamia supported Yujia, hugged him horizontally, and walked towards the outside of the secret...

…

"So, there shouldn't be a winter battle this year?" On Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo looked at Cheng Nansong, the new soldier who came to Fangcun Mountain just after taking office, and wondered.

According to Cheng Nansong's statement, under the savage world, the Ilisha Khan's division of the tower bone has basically been divided up, but then, a more important competition will start.

That is to be able to rise up and become the eighth khan clan to replace Ilisa khan clan!

This involves the fate of the barbarian weather and the mechanism that the barbarians have run for thousands of years. They have to fight. Even the barbarian shrine, the barbarian sacrificial hall, and the noble bloodline barbarian emperor cannot stop it.

"The tower bone seems to be consecrated." Chen Luo thought of the tower bone that escaped halfway during the tide of the Southern Wilderness, and wondered, "Can't I reorganize the Ilisha Khan Department?"

"Since the gods are conferred, they can no longer intervene in the affairs of the Khan Ministry." Cheng Nansong said solemnly, "However, it is difficult to say whether or not to secretly support a certain force."

"But the rest of the tribes fighting for sweat will also have the support of barbarian gods or barbarian sacrifices."

"There may be small-scale harassment, but a campaign like last year's won't happen until the Eighth Khanate is confirmed."

Chen Luo frowned and said, "Can't we take this opportunity to attack the sky?"

Cheng Nansong smiled when he heard the words: "When the old man took office, the DPRK and China also debated this issue for a long time."

"In the end, Prime Minister Han made the final decision."

"Although my great mysterious luck is soaring now, my background is still shallow, and I can advance the battlefield for up to 3,000 miles. If I go further, it will be difficult."

"And when I send troops, I will make the barbarians wake up, put aside the fight, and fight against our army."

"It's better to take this opportunity to develop steadily. After all, the time is mine."

Speaking of this, Cheng Nansong looked at Chen Luo with satisfaction: "Wait for your martial arts to be completed, wait for the military academy generals to become talents, and wait for the warriors to spread all over the world..."

"By then, I may be able to surpass the great achievements of Emperor Lin!"

Chen Luo looked strange when he listened to Cheng Nansong's words.

Beyond my master?

This, seems a bit difficult.

People are in the Nether now, and they plan to shape the Nether Avenue.

"What? Is there a problem?" Cheng Nansong saw that Chen Luo's expression seemed to be full of stories, and said with a smile, "Young Erlang, it's better to be arrogant and free!"

Chen Luo shook his head: "No, Cheng Xiang, that's not the problem."

"What's that?"

Chen Luo opened his mouth and said, "It's about the Netherworld, it can't be said!"

Cheng Nansong: (￣ェ￣;)

You little boy, do you also learn this from your majesty?

Cheng Nansong stood up: "Okay, it's time for the Prime Minister to return to the Weiwu Mansion. Since you have something to do in Netherworld, the military affairs of Fangcunshan are under the jurisdiction of the Weiwu Mansion. Do you have any comments?"

Chen Luo naturally shook his head: "That is Fangcunshan's blessing."

"That's good." Cheng Nansong opened his mouth again. He originally planned to tell Chen Luo about the Dharma, but he thought that Han Qingzhu had warned him that Chen Luo might not be able to return when he entered the Nether, so don't do it. Again, this kind of thing interferes with him.

No, what is "a matter of the law"!

So Cheng Nansong swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder: "After all, he is a human being, so try your best for the ghostly things."

"Come back sooner after finishing the work at hand, there are still important things to arrange for you to do."

Chen Luo blinked, only taking it as an encouragement from his elders, and hurriedly smiled: "Okay, don't worry, I'll be back as soon as I finish."

"Yes!" Cheng Nansong nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Chen Luo was relieved to see Cheng Nansong away.

I moved Fangcun Mountain to the north, always thinking about the war in the north.

The growth of the world's warriors still takes time.

This time I climbed up and updated four chapters, which caused the stay a little long, and my soul was tired, so it was time to go down.

Calling the Mastiff Lingling to arrange his "retreat", Chen Luo manipulated the wooden body back to the bedside, lay on the bed again, and closed his eyes.

…

Netherworld.

In the palace, Emperor Lin who was resting on the bed suddenly frowned and opened his eyes.

She sat up, a phoenix flickering behind her.

"Is this... the breath of heaven?"

Emperor Lin got up, walked outside the dormitory, looked towards the western sky, and a dazzling galaxy appeared in his eyes.

"Using the Buddha's way to reach the heavens, leading the power of the heavenly way into the underworld?" Emperor Lin murmured, "What do you want to do in the Pure Land of White Lotus?"

Suddenly, Emperor Lin's expression changed: "Gu Tiandao!"

"White Lotus Pure Land, you will find a way!"

Emperor Lin snorted coldly, and then turned his eyes to the direction of Fengdu Palace~IndoMTL.com~ God's will? "

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