Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 440: The Confluence of Buddha and Barbarian

Dong Cang City, "Yujia Diary".

On the first day of February, go to the theater.

On the second day of February, when I listened to the full version of "The Legend of Condor Heroes", I was so mad that I wanted to kill Chen Luo.

On the third day of February, "Romance of the West Chamber" has been published for the third time, and I love the matchmaker to death.

On the fourth day of February, 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! ah! ah! I'm going to Luo Hongnu's autograph today! !

On the ninth day of February, Yujia! Have you forgotten your mission! Leave, must leave immediately!

On the tenth day of February, I learned how to make Yuren Crisp today. I am so good... Ah! Yujia, you are crazy!

On February 11th, I finally escaped from Dongcang City, Chen Luo, here I come.

February 12th, **** it, why is there a theater troupe in Leya City?

On February 13th, I finally found out that Chen Luo went to Qingning City! Chen Luo, I'm here to kill you!

…

On a sunny day, a carriage was driving on the official road.

On the roof of the carriage, Chen Luo silently looked in the direction of Bihai with a weed in his mouth.

Seven days have passed since Yun Siyao followed Fubo Longhou east to Yuanhai, and Chen Luo and others returned west to Daxuan.

On the seventh day when my senior sister was away, I missed her.

I could no longer see the turbulent sea, nor could I hear Yun Siyao's concerned "little brother" voice.

Two days ago, Xie Sansheng also left, but before leaving, he left behind a wooden bell, claiming that in the future, he would worry about his needs and crush the bell, no matter how high the mountain was or how far it was, he would come to help.

It is not only because of the friendship of fighting side by side, but also because of the incense of ancient Buddhism.

However, as I said, don't mess around if you have nothing to do. On this trip to find Sumeru, he Xie Sansheng broke two golden threads of cultivation, and lost a head of hair, thankfully he hasn't changed. He has to go back and make up for it.

For a while, Chen Luo, Lang Feixian, Jin Guagua and Mastiff Lingling were the only ones left on this journey.

Hey, life is lonely...

"That laugh reminds me,"

"My flowers,"

"In every corner of my life,"

"Quietly open for me..."

Chen Luo gently hummed the melody in his memory, and the atmosphere was a little melancholy.

"Cuckoo..." Beside Chen Luo, a small pocket teapot on a small tea table was steaming, and Jin Guagua made a cup of tea for him, and took a sip.

"Quak...

"Quack... (Old Chen, cheer up.)"

"Quack, quack... (Sister Yun went back to practice, she didn't run off with another man...)"

Chen Luo rolled his eyes at Jin Gua Gua, spit out lightly, and the weeds in his mouth shot at Jin Gua Gua, and Jin Gua Gua's body shook with a demonic aura, blowing the weeds away.

Chen Luo stretched his waist: "I'm fine."

Of course Chen Luo is fine, two generations of people, how could a small separation be unacceptable, but this is the time when the love is strong, and it is inevitable that there will be some feelings of hurting the spring and the autumn.

"Quack? (Are you okay?)" Jin Guagua looked in disbelief, "Quack! (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 knows very well that if he wants to take Yun Siyao back as soon as possible, he needs enough strength, and his strength growth comes from writing books.

Because of the limitation of primordial energy, the speed of writing books has been slowed down a lot, but now Fangcunshan is in hand, and the first magical function of Fangcunshan is to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, so as to turn them into primordial energy, just right It made up for Chen Luo's important needs.

Fang Cun Mountain has been conceived and raised for so many years, and it still retains some primordial aura, but those that are used are less, so finding a place to plant the mountain as soon as possible is the most important thing.

According to Chen Luo's thinking, the most ideal land for planting mountains should be Daye Ridge in Dongcang City. After all, he is based in Dongcang, which is his base camp.

However, Dongcang City is close to Mantian, so Chen Luo is not quite sure whether it will affect it.

You should ask your teacher to decide.

As for the Bodhi Land of the Monster Race suggested by the mountain monk, Chen Luo still decided to give up. After all, there are too many uncontrollable factors in the land of the demon clan, so it is not a good choice for him.

Chen Luo yawned again. To be honest, he's always been a little sleepy these two days. Maybe it's because he was a little exhausted controlling his position, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Chen Luo lay down on the roof of the car: "I'll rest for a while."

…

Western Regions.

It was still the small sandalwood courtyard, Fang Zhigu also yawned, looked at the white-clothed monk in front of him, and said helplessly: "Chun Ri is just sleeping, and the Bodhisattva wants to sleep with me?"

The monk in white was not in a hurry or annoyed, and said lightly: "If you want, why not give me alms?"

Fang Zhigu laughed dumbly, the sleepiness on his face dissipated in an instant, and he sat upright: "The Bodhisattva is joking."

The monk in white continued to say without changing his expression: "A few days have passed, and Chen Luo's matter has not yet come to fruition. Recently, the Buddhist avenue has been trembling, and many disciples have reported that their practice has slowed down."

"The combination of Confucianism and Taoism obscured martial arts, but the master still deduced that this change came from Chen Luo."

"Today, I want to know what my brother's plan is."

"The ultimate move, where is it?"

Fang Zhigu was able to force this bodhisattva to speak so much with a light smile, 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, so it's okay to tell the Bodhisattva."

"Bodhisattva wants to know where the ultimate move is?"

Fang Zhigu raised his hand and wrote a word on the ground. The white-clothed monk stared at the word.

That word is really a "barbaric" word!

The monk in white looked at Fang Zhigu, obviously waiting for Fang Zhigu to elaborate, but Fang Zhigu didn't do what he wanted, 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 Ye Longche, I know."

Fang Zhigu asked again: "Does the Bodhisattva know how Emperor Wu died?"

Hearing the words, the monk in white thought for a while: "It is said that he was cursed by the barbarians."

"The barbarians have a secret technique called a curse. It can only be cast once every ten years." Fang Zhigu explained slowly, "If a hundred people from the barbarian tribe sacrifice to the barbarian sky, in exchange for one point of power to cross the sky, another 90% will be reduced. Use the last bit of strength to attack and kill the target."

"The power of choosing one out of a hundred." The monk in white frowned slightly, "and the target does not necessarily have to die."

Fang Zhigu nodded: "Yes, it's too bad. So the number of times the barbarians used it is very small."

"According to the information I have, Jia Yi, a great Confucian in the previous dynasty, died under this spell, but correspondingly, the barbarians sacrificed two barbarian gods and four barbarian emperors, and seven barbarian kings No one dares to say whether it is worth it or not."

"The second time it was used 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, nine A barbarian emperor who has the hope of becoming a god, and sixteen barbarian kings."

"Even so, if Huo Qinglin, Daxuan's power minister at the time, hadn't shifted Zhongjing's luck for a quarter of an hour, the curse killing might still have failed."

The monk in white nodded slightly: "Are you going to instigate the barbarians to curse Chen Luo?"

"Don't instigate." Fang Zhigu said with a smile, "The barbarians have tower bones, so they will definitely persuade the Mantian Palace to use the method of curse killing. After all, Chen Luo's current cultivation is still low, and in their opinion, there is no need to use it." Barbarian God, perhaps dispatching a barbarian emperor and a few more barbarian kings will be able to succeed."

"Then what is your method?" asked the monk in white.

Fang Zhigu said indifferently: "I will send them another second-rank bodhisattva, not caring about power, but using the Buddhist way to hide the way of heaven. The power of picking one out of a hundred becomes five out of a hundred, or even picking out ten out of a hundred."

"Enough to kill this child."

The monk in white breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "One of the first grades, plus a few second grades, is worthy of Chen Luo's title as the master of martial arts."

"The scene 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 Dao. Martial arts are only 6,000 miles away, so he can't resist at all. I'm sure, he will die!"

The monk in white clasped his hands together: "What brother Fang said is very true."

…

At the same time, under the barbarian sky, the Golden Tent City.

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.

I don't know how long I waited, but the barbarian on the throne finally read the last page, and softly shouted: "The tower bone!"

The tower bone quickly saluted: "Khan Tian, ​​your most loyal subordinate tower bone is waiting for your inquiry."

"Take it easy, Tagu." Na Hantian said gently, "What do you think of this Chen Luo?"

Speaking, he put the book in his hand aside, only to see four large characters written on the title: "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!

"Hui Khan, my subordinates think that the tenth place in the blood list is too low."

"At least in the top five!"

Khantian on the throne nodded slightly: "What did the Buddhist Bodhisattva say?"

"Spontaneous combustion of reincarnation, wrapping the art of cursing and killing with the true meaning of reincarnation, as long as the spell is cast fast enough, you can enter the sky without loss."

"Buddhism is also in a hurry!" Han Tian smiled lightly, "What is the regulation of the Mantian Temple?"

"One barbarian emperor~IndoMTL.com~ six great barbarian kings, ten barbarian kings." Tagu replied, "Now it will be no problem if the Buddhist Bodhisattva opens the way."

"They are all warriors of my barbarian clan." Khan Tian sighed, "Go to the Moon Clan yourself and bring back their barbarian emperor."

"Lamia said that she sent an assassin, but obviously, the assassin was unsuccessful. In this case, they should also sacrifice."

The tower bone saluted: "Yes."

Khan Tian waved his hand: "Go."

Ta Gu led the order to leave the Golden Tent Palace, while Khan Tian turned his attention to the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the side.

"I am a barbarian, why can't I produce such a genius?" Hantian sighed softly, "Two barbarian emperors, are they enough?"

After the voice fell, a flame was born out of thin air in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which was burned to ashes in an instant...

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