Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 606: The rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building
When I went there, I was mighty, but when I came back, I was very low-key.
Chen Luo returned to Fangcun Mountain almost as quickly as possible, and then Fangcun Mountain announced the closure of the mountain again.
According to the news Mastiff Lingling revealed to those allies in the mountains and seas, Lord Baishan has gained a lot of benefits in the Wutong Forest this time, and has reached the pinnacle of the fourth rank. In the next days, he will prepare to hit the realm of the third rank Great Sage. As soon as the news is announced , Immediately made Nan Huang smack his tongue.
After all, no matter if it is human race or monster race, even if you count the barbarians, although there is only one level difference between the fourth rank and the third rank, the meaning is very different.
Third-rank realm, that is the existence that touches the rules, whether it is the rules of heaven or the rules of blood, it is another level of power. Looking at any race, any force, the third-rank realm is like a pillar of a family. In the human race, any great Confucian can hold up the lintel of a family, call it a scholarly family, and get the extra blessing of luck, and if there are more than two great Confucians, it is a wealthy family.
Don't look at Chen Luo's level of beating the Great Sage is the same as beating his grandson, he can't count how many cheats he has on Chen Luo. In ordinary times, it is normal for geniuses to fight against rank 6 at rank 7, and against rank 5 at rank 6. This is not unusual, but whoever can beat rank 3 with rank 4 is definitely the arrogance of an era. In the history of the Yaozu, the Tianjiao of the Yaozu who had such a record, as long as they don't fall halfway, the lowest is the peak saint, and most of them can reach the ancestor demon in the end.
From this, we can also see the gold content of the third-rank realm from the reverse side.
Now, the majestic Bai Mo in the Southern Wilderness actually wants to break through the third-rank realm?
To be honest, with the blood of Bai Ze, he was able to write elegant texts for the first time, and opened up a new way for the monster race to practice. It is said that Bai Mo can break through the great sage, and even become the ancestor demon. No monster race will doubt this.
However, if you think about it carefully, when did Bai Mo appear in Nanhuang?
Five months ago, Jingze Poetry Club!
At that time, what kind of cultivation was he?
Entering the spirit demon for the first time, the sixth-grade realm!
It's only been a few months, and the "sweet (t) honey (m)" has reached the peak of the fourth rank, and is going to attack the third rank great sage?
Feng Nanzhi, the Empress of the Tiger Clan, is not so fast!
In the past, I used to pay too much attention to the articles he wrote, and I didn't seem to pay attention to his cultivation base. As a result, when the cultivation base was revealed this time, Nanhuang was caught off guard by surprise.
Is writing a book so profitable?
This is much faster than refining the essence of the sun and the moon every day.
How about we try it too?
After reading so many books by Lord Baishan, can't you imitate them?
It's not as good as Lord Baishan, why don't you let your own clan see it?
"The son-in-law of the fox clan: one order, a hundred thousand people hunted me down"
"The Maid Comes: I Open a Brothel in Yuyuan"
"Gou has lived in the southern wasteland for two hundred years, and I have become an ancestor demon"
"The Empress at the Beginning Falls in Love with Me", uh, this won't work, I will be chased to death by the Tiger Clan, delete it!
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"Fangcunshan Baize is going to break through the third rank?"
In the Weihu Mountain, Feng Nanzhi opened his eyes from meditation.
"Return to Your Majesty, that's right." The head of the secret guard replied. Not long ago, Feng Nanzhi suddenly ordered to increase the monitoring of Fang Cunshan, and to report to her whenever there was trouble, so the chief of the secret guard did not dare to neglect, and came to report the news as soon as possible after finding out the news.
"According to our investigation, the reason why Bai Mo hit the third rank so quickly is that he got the care of the Qinglong Emperor in the phoenix forest..."
Feng Nanzhi nodded, and looked through the window in the direction of Fangcun Mountain.
"Got it, let's go down." Feng Nanzhi said.
The leader of the secret guard was taken aback for a moment, then hesitated: "Then, Your Majesty, do we need to take any action?"
"No need..." Feng Nanzhi said lightly, the leader of the secret guard heard the words, responded, turned and left.
At this time, there was no one else in the dormitory, so Feng Nanzhi's face showed a trace of sadness. She got up, took a step, and walked to the window sill step by step.
"Are you going to clear the road for nine thousand miles?" Feng Nanzhi muttered to himself, "So, you will leave Nanhuang soon..."
Feng Nanzhi had a strange impulse in her head, she suddenly wanted to go to Fangcun Mountain to see him again, but soon, this thought was suppressed by Feng Nanzhi.
"It's best to go away." Feng Nanzhi seemed to be saying to herself, "From now on, we will be separated from each other. I hope that we will never see each other again, and I don't have to disturb my mood anymore!"
Feng Nanzhi seems to have used a lot of strength to make himself look back in the direction of Fangcunshan.
Just inadvertently, a human race poem that Bai Yanyan read when I was a child came to my mind——
"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is weak and the flowers are gone..."
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"Let's go? Of course I won't go!" On Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo played with the crystal fruit that Emperor Qinglong gave him, and smiled at Mastiff Lingling. , the matter of the blood tide has not yet begun."
"This bloodline tide involves the level of canonization. My third senior brother, Uncle Wen, and other human race great scholars may all benefit from this bloodline tide. My monster vest can also Useful!"
"If you help the human race have one more half-holy, then the luck of the monster race will be reduced by one ancestor demon. Counting the inside and outside, it is the difference between the two half-holy ranks."
"This kind of thing, how can I go?"
Speaking of this, Chen Luo paused, and then said: "Besides, the matter of the collusion between the wolf tribe and the barbarian tribe to destroy the elephant tribe has not yet been finished, so I feel a little uneasy. Anyway, the teacher has not returned, so this identity still needs to be It is right to continue to maintain it. No, it should be said that even if the teacher returns, as long as my identity is not exposed, I must continue to maintain it!"
Mastiff Lingling nodded: "The old slave understands."
Chen Luo threw out a jade bottle from the storage order: "Old Mastiff, this is the first-grade real dragon essence blood of the Canglong lineage I got in the Qilin tomb, you take it to refine it, and strive to break through to the first-grade as soon as possible level."
Mastiff Lingling hurriedly took the jade bottle with both hands, looked at Chen Luo and bowed: "My lord, this old slave is going through fire and water, and there is nothing to repay him!"
"You're welcome, you're welcome..." Chen Luo waved his hand, "They are all from my own family, and I will have to worry about you in the future."
"These are what old slaves should do."
Chen Luo smiled, looked at the sky, and said lightly: "Well, it's almost there, the sky is just right, and it's a good time for a breakthrough."
"In the next few days, I will have to work hard to guard Fangcun Mountain."
Mastiff Lingling cupped his hands and said: "Please rest assured, young master!"
Chen Luo raised his hand, put the fruit in his hand to his mouth, and took a bite.
Boom!
A majestic blood energy monster power was born on Chen Luo's body, but it was not absorbed by Chen Luo, but turned into a blood energy column, heading straight into the sky.
In an instant, blood clouds covered the cloudless sky of Fangcun Mountain, and streams of prehistoric aura were born out of thin air. Above the sky, it seemed that a huge white dragon-headed auspicious beast appeared, shaped like a big dog with four legs. As if flying away, beside the white auspicious beast, a picture scroll slowly unfolded, and countless smaller monsters jumped out of the picture scroll, bowing their heads respectfully to the white auspicious beast.
Auspicious Beast opened its mouth, and the sound was like thunder, shaking Fangcun Mountain for thousands of miles.
It's the day, known to everyone in the Southern Wilderness, when Fangcun Mountain's owner, Bai Mo, manifests the image of returning to his ancestors from the prehistoric times, the blood clouds fill the sky, the sound shakes thousands of miles, and he breaks through to the realm of the third-rank great sage.
All the demon clans who had made friends with each other climbed the mountain to congratulate, but Mastiff Lingling stopped him outside the mountain, saying that Baishan mainly solidified the realm and continued to close the mountain.
In the evening of that day, a figure mingled with the envoys of Si Zhuguo, quietly left Fangcun Mountain, and went straight to the Great Xuan of the Human Race!
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Two days later.
Lingzhou, bamboo forest.
"Big brother!" From a distance, Chen Luo saw Lang Feixian standing outside the bamboo forest, and immediately showed a happy smile, and ran over quickly.
"Chen Luo, a disciple of the bamboo forest, has met the senior brother!" When he came in front of Lang Feixian, Chen Luo stood upright and bowed his hands in salute.
"Hahaha, why are you being polite!" Lang Feixian said with a smile, stepped forward and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder, "Well, yes, I haven't seen you for a few months, and I've grown a lot stronger."
"Is the journey going well?"
Chen Luo nodded: "Well, thanks to senior brother, everything is going well."
"Hey, if it's my blessing, it can't be smooth." Lang Feixian smiled lightly, raised his head and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, show up."
Chen Luo was taken aback: Seventh Senior Brother?
Following Lang Feixian's gaze, Chen Luo saw a bird descending from the sky and landed in front of the two brothers and sisters.
"Huh?" Chen Luo glanced at the bird, and then suddenly got the impression that the bird seemed to have been following him since he entered the territory of Daxuan.
"Senior Brother Seven?" Chen Luo looked at the bird carefully, but Lang Feixian shook his head, and then the bird shook its body, spread its wings, then bent its head, and pecked out a bird from its wings. Afterwards, the bird flapped its wings and flew away, leaving only the feather with a "bang" sound, and turned into a person who was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither beautiful nor ugly, with no special appearance.
"Hahahaha, junior brother, this is our first time meeting." The man cupped his hands, "I was worried about what might happen to you on the road, so Brother Yu followed you all the way back. I'm the seventh child in the bamboo forest!"
"I've met Seventh Senior Brother!" Chen Luo heard that the other party had been escorting him all the time, and his heart warmed up. He hurriedly saluted, and looked at Lang Feixian suspiciously. , so I have always called myself the seventh child in the bamboo forest, but I don’t know the name, I’m afraid only the teacher knows.”
"Hey, senior brother, your name is connected with your luck. If you don't protect it well, wouldn't it be too risky." Then, he looked at Chen Luo with satisfaction, "Little brother's blood body has become supernatural. If you win my heart, you have to have a good communication with me!"
"Of course, if senior brother likes you, feel free to ask." Chen Luo replied.
"Okay, let's talk in the bamboo forest. The fourth child is still waiting for you." Lang Feixian said.
"Fourth senior brother!" Chen Luo's heart moved when he heard the words, "Fourth senior brother, how is it?"
"That's good, I'm reorganizing my reasoning now." Seventh Brother smiled, "It's just reshaping the physical body, and it's a bit inconvenient to move temporarily."
"However, it is a blessing in disguise to set foot on the long bridge of seeking cables."
Chen Luo nodded and was about to say something, but Lang Feixian directly pulled Chen Luo and strode into the bamboo forest.
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Seeing fourth senior brother again, it is inevitable to get close again. Chen Luoke will never forget that when he first came here and was still the most vulnerable, it was this black-faced fourth senior brother who was known as Zhulin Mang's fourth brother who took his disciples on behalf of his master and accepted himself under the Zhulin sect. , cared for her wholeheartedly, and almost self-destructed in order to protect herself.
Seeing that the fourth senior brother was full of righteousness, Chen Luo was also happy from the bottom of his heart. When Song Tuizhi saw Chen Luo, he was even more indescribably proud.
When the other senior brothers met Chen Luo, he had already been well-known all over the world, but when he first met Chen Luo, he was still a little-known boy under the age of twenty. Therefore, in Song Tui's eyes, he regards Chen Luo not only as his junior, but also as his junior. Seeing Chen Luo's current achievements, he is naturally indescribably happy.
Chen Luo sat beside Song Tuizhi, and explained his affairs in Nanhuang from the beginning to the end in detail. Of course, the matter of the White Tiger Empress was hidden, but for the sisters-in-law provoked by the third senior brother, But he didn't hide it, but emphasized it.
After all, I promised several sister-in-laws that I want to talk to Shimen.
He, Chen Luo, is an honest and trustworthy young gentleman!
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's too sloppy." This is the emotion of Immortal Lang Fei.
"There are too many causes and effects, the third brother is a bit unstable..." This is the sentiment of the seventh brother.
As for Song Tuizhi, he looked yearning and longing, as if he wanted to go to Tianjue Forest to meet the third senior brother and ask for the secret.
When talking about life with people close to me, there is always no concept of time. In the blink of an eye, several hours have passed.
After dinner, Song Tuizhi continued to sort out his theory books, and the seventh senior brother didn't know where he went, only Lang Feixian led Chen Luo to walk in the bamboo forest.
"Nine thousand miles, do you know what's going on?" Lang Feixian asked.
"Uncle Wen performed for me before, so I'm sure." Chen Luo nodded in response.
Walking to a stone table, Lang Feixian asked Chen Luo to sit down: "Which way do you plan to go?"
Chen Luo naturally understood what Lang Feixian meant, and replied: "Step into the void first, and then condense the article."
A smile appeared on Lang Feixian's face. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The poetic swordsmanship I gave you will probably allow you to stay for as long as a stick of incense."
"One stick of incense..." Chen Luo nodded, and one stick of incense lasts about five minutes.
Similar to "Writing to convey the Way" when opening the gate of heaven, you don't need to write a complete article to open the way for nine thousand miles. It will be judged whether there is the qualification of Jiuqianli.
If it is six thousand miles just to report the project and show the ppt, then at nine thousand miles, it is necessary to come up with a conceptual model and raise it from the two-dimensional level to the three-dimensional level.
This is also what Wen Yunsun said about the importance of preparing a good draft.
Chen Luo's mind fell into the sea of spirit and soul, and feeling the vast tome just taken out from the Nine Thousand Miles Flower Forest made her feel more at ease.
Let's not talk about the draft, I even got the whole book out.
Thinking of this, Chen Luo's thoughts couldn't help but go further.
When this great book is written in the future, although with the help of Chaos, he does not need to find any treasures of rules in exchange for the power of evolution, but just as the spirit of illusion reminds him, he must control the derivation of the power of evolution. , otherwise one's spirit is likely to be evolved.
Only by continuously strengthening the soul can it withstand more evolutionary power.
Just as Chen Luo was deep in thought, he suddenly frowned and was caught by Lang Feixian.
"What's wrong?" Lang Feixian asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Chen Luo nodded, and slapped the storage order, three rays of light, one green, one red, and one yellow, flew out of Chen Luo's storage order, landed in front of him, and turned into three figures.
It was the divine soldiers sent to Chen Luo by the Taoist Palace before: Mung Doudou, Red Doudou, Huang Doudou.
These three Dao Guardian Divine Soldiers possess the combat power of a third-rank Taoist Lord, and each has a specialization. They were originally considered excellent treasures. It's just that when Chen Luo went to Nanhuang later, it was inconvenient to use it due to his status. In addition, as Chen Luo's combat power became stronger, there were fewer things they could do, so they were not used for a long time.
Only this time, Chen Luo felt that something was wrong with the three Daoist Immortal Beans, so he released it. As expected, he saw that the three Daoist Beans were all dying, with weak vitality all over their bodies, and the gap between their brows. It seems that a fairy bean is about to condense.
"Huh?" Daoist Lang Fei had naturally seen these three fairy beans, and immediately waved his sleeves, several bamboo leaves fell down on their foreheads, and the fairy beans that were almost condensed Pressed back. The bamboo leaves emitted a faint blue light, wrapping the three Immortal Dou Daojuns, and Chen Luo felt that the aura on them stopped overflowing.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Lang Feixian frowned slightly, and said: "The fairy bean of the Dao Palace, the Taoist secret method is used to sacrifice to become a Taoist soldier, and it cannot be directly driven after the sacrifice."
"The Taoist sacrifice is supplemented by the method of the soul. These Taoist soldiers actually have intelligence, you should know this."
Chen Luo nodded. Although these three immortal bean Taoists are Taoist soldiers, they are no different from normal Taoist monarchs when they get along, except that they are purer.
"So often a second sacrifice is needed to make them willing to serve as servants. Dao soldiers are rare. First of all, the first sacrifice is extremely difficult, but the second one is even more difficult. Often those Tao soldiers would rather Self-destructive and unwilling to be trended like a tool.”
"Because of this, there are not many Dao Palace Immortal Beans at the Dao Monarch level. The Dao Palace sold three of them at once, and the original owner's mind-spirit connection was erased after the second sacrifice. I have to say that it is sincere .”
"The current situation should be that the people in the Taoist sect who sacrificed them for the second time are in a life-and-death crisis. You know, although the mind-spirit connection has been erased, it is necessary to implant a soul seed when they are sacrificed."
"However, under normal circumstances, the Soul Seed should have lost contact with the true master. This is due to the power of the semi-holy level, who traced back to the source and injured the true master, which led to the current situation."
After finishing speaking, Lang Feixian shook his head: "I will inform the door about this matter. You don't have to worry about it, just prepare for the journey of nine thousand miles with peace of mind."
Hearing this, Chen Luo nodded.
Half saint level, even if he wants to control it, he can't control it!
"When can we start?" Lang Feixian asked.
Chen Luo felt his physical condition and said, "Three days later."
Lang Feixian nodded: "Okay, then it will be three days later."
"Junior brother, if you have traveled nine thousand miles, someone may interfere."
"Once the road is opened ~IndoMTL.com~ can not be stopped."
"No matter what happens, you just clear the way, and we are here for other things, so don't worry."
Chen Luo opened his mouth and said a thousand words, but in the end it was only one word. He nodded heavily: "Okay!"
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That night, several messenger blue birds flew out from the bamboo forest and flew to all directions of Daxuan.
In the Wenchang Pavilion, Yan Baichuan looked at the jade slip in his hand, with a smile on his face.
"In three days?"
In the Spring and Autumn Hall, Sima Lie put down the jade slip in his hand, walked out with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the starry sky.
"After three days, General Yu will watch it in person..."
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