Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 363: Ancestors? Ancestor!
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"Big brother?"
Wang Bugui didn't have a voice transmission, but shouted out in such an earth-shattering way that everyone immediately heard it.
"Wang Gongzi's eldest brother? Isn't Wang Gongzi the eldest son of the Wang family?"
"Could it be collateral?"
"This... eh? That's..."
"My God!"
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Chen Luo heard a "big brother" and glanced suspiciously, and immediately became happy.
Isn't this the king does not return?
We broke into the Crystal Demon Realm together last year, and were later recalled by the family to deal with the winter battle. I didn't expect to meet again here.
"No return!" Chen Luo jumped out of the carriage with joy, sensed it, and was a little surprised, "Master?"
Wang Bugui doesn't look like a good son at this time. He scratched the back of his head shyly, smiled, and said, "I broke through by accident last month, and I can't compare to the eldest brother, you have opened six thousand miles."
While the two of them were talking, there were bursts of cheers from the Confucian student team behind them—
"Wuhou! Really Wuhou!"
"Wuhou mighty!"
"Shame of the literati, I love you..."
Chen Luo's face darkened, the last sentence must be a burly man, he can't stand it!
Don't love me, no result.
Chen Luo waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and the team in the rear stopped immediately.
"Brother, you are so majestic!" Wang Bugui looked at Chen Luo with envy.
Chen Luo was about to speak when suddenly there was another wind in the distant sky. He looked up and saw three or five students in Tsing Yi coming from the wind. Those students didn't look like other Confucian students at all. People such as fishermen and woodcutters put on student clothes, which seemed odd but with a touch of harmony. All the people who came here were frowning tightly, as if they were worried about countless things.
"It's a student of Caotang College." Wang Bugui knew that Chen Luo was first in the world, and worried that Chen Luo's words would be caught by others, so he hurriedly said, "'August Autumn, the wind is raging, and the triple grass is on my house! 'This is the method of breaking the mao and flying away, passed down by the sage Zimei."
"I have always liked this technique of flying and escaping. Scholars use themselves as the thatch in the wind, and are willing to turn into 'tens of thousands of buildings'. The style is very high and the meaning is very deep." A glutinous voice said in Chen Luo's ear rang, Chen Luo turned his head, and saw Ye Shuyi, the princess of Pingyang in red, standing beside him at some point.
"However, what I like is not the style and meaning, but the aura of the gust of wind. It's obviously very pretentious, but not at all. This is very advanced." Ye Shuyi smiled lightly and saluted Chen Luo. , "Shui Yi has seen Senior Brother Chen." After speaking, he looked at Wang Bugui again: "Didn't your uncle say that he would wait for me to grow up? I heard that he has already married a third concubine?"
Wang Bugui smiled embarrassedly: "My uncle said that the princess was young at the time, so he was just talking to you..."
"Humph!" Ye Shuyi snorted softly, "I have waited for 16 years, just want to say something to him when I grow up: I want to be beautiful! This time you go back and help me bring the words to you."
Wang Bugui nodded again and again.
At this time, two more groups of people flew in from a distance. Ye Shuyi glanced up and introduced to Chen Luo: "The current man riding the crane is the clan of the sage dreamed of dreaming, and that is the lead crane flying of 'a crane in a clear sky platoons the clouds, and the poetic sentiment is brought to Bixiao'. The way to escape."
Chen Luo nodded. Back then, when he dreamed that the sage broke the Great Confucianism, he once sang this poem and engraved it into the Tao of Heaven. But now, with the birth of a great Confucian scholar, there may be a vision of attracting cranes in the clear sky. Not long ago, Dongcang City thirty Six hundred wars of great Confucianism made this scene.
"The students of the Yellow Crane Academy are the students of the Yellow Crane Academy who are riding the rolling clouds and waves. This is taken from the technique of "The Yellow Crane will never return, and the white clouds will be empty for thousands of years"."
"Dangyun Fei Dun is not pleasant, but it can form a pavilion, which has a certain defensive effect. It is said that the great Confucian of the Yellow Crane Academy can also summon the Yellow Crane to fight the enemy in the cloud pavilion, which is indeed a magic trick. "
Chen Luo expressed admiration in his heart. Although a mere spell of flying escapes, although all of them came from "Straight and Brightness", he has seen Wang Bugui's strokes, Yufeng of Caotang Academy, and Shihao's family. Crane, Dangyun of Yellow Crane Academy, you can see the whole leopard at a glance, how splendid this Confucian school should be, and what kind of splendor this world should be!
This trip didn't come in vain.
As soon as Ye Shuyi finished the introduction, a leader of the Caotang Academy walked up to Chen Luo and saluted respectfully: "The Caotang Ling Jueding, I have seen Wuhou, and I have seen Princess Pingyang." Gui nodded slightly.
Chen Luo hurriedly returned the salute. When the character who looked like a woodcutter approached, he noticed that the hairs all over his body stood up. This was the martial artist's own vigilance. Even the careless Lang Feixian, at this time, also voiced a sentence: "This person, the master can compete with the great Confucianism, and is very strong!"
Then, the leaders of the Shihao family and the Yellow Crane Academy also stepped forward.
"Liu Chenzhou has seen Wuhou and Princess Pingyang."
"Xia Qingchuan has seen Wuhou and Princess Pingyang."
Unexpectedly, the leader of the Yellow Crane Academy this time was a woman. She looked young, fourteen or fifteen years old, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that was naturally charming. This slightly smiling appearance, I don't know which handsome young man will be amazed again.
Chen Luo returned the rites one by one, the Confucian school taught the principles and principles, whether he was a teacher or his own status, everyone should come to worship him. At this moment, a thick and square voice sounded: "Tianxin Academy, Fang Ji, I have seen Wuhou."
This sentence didn't bring Ye Shuyi, it was obviously aimed at Chen Luo. When Chen Luo turned around, he saw a man in his thirties clasping his fists and salutes him.
Chen Luo was not busy returning the gift, but asked, "Fang family?"
That Fang Ji got up, nodded and said, "The next is Fang's side branch, he is the master of Tianxin College. This time, he brought three or two children to participate in the flower viewing in Rouyuan."
At this time, Ye Shuyi voiced Chen Luo: "Senior Brother Chen, Tianxin College is the clan of the Fang clan."
Seeing Ye Shuyi and Chen Luo's voice transmission, Fang Ji was not in a hurry. After seeing the clear expression on Chen Luo's face, he continued: "The grievance between Fang and Zhulin originated from the change of Tianshu. And because of the master's ancestor who entered the devil's house, he had a bad relationship. Now the sage ancestor is back in charge of the family, rectifying the family style, and there will be no such thing as before. The grievance will come to an end, but not today. I will see the human race martial arts below The Lord, in terms of rites and principles, must come to worship."
Chen Luo heard the words and returned a salute: "Thank you! I understand."
Thank you, thank you for coming over and bowing. You treat each other with courtesy, and I will treat you with courtesy.
I understand, I understand that as the master of martial arts, I will not take the initiative to embarrass me when I meet the juniors of Tianxing Academy in the garden later.
Fang Ji heard the words, his face relaxed, and he bowed again: "Thank you."
Thank you for understanding.
After worshiping, Fang Ji turned around and left. Chen Luo looked at Fang Ji's back, and suddenly heard Lang Feixian's voice transmission: "This Fang Ji is not cultivating the Holy Way of the Fang Family."
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About another quarter of an hour later, Lu Changle walked over to Ye Shuyi and whispered a few words, telling her that the people who entered the park had assembled, and Ye Shuyi nodded. Lu Changle soared into the sky, his tongue bursting with thunder: "The time has come, the soft garden will open."
"You should all know the rules, I'll say it again."
"Those who enter the park must not be higher than the realm of Confucianism."
"You need to check your own culture when you enter the kindergarten. Don't be surprised."
Speaking, Lu Changle waved his sleeves, and suddenly a flower phantom flew out of the soft garden, turned into a small flower demon, and flew to the crowd.
Chen Luo had already listened to Yang Qianli's detailed introduction to the admission process. To put it simply, these soft garden flowers are inspired by the people's own cultural heritage. In the soft garden, if you have insufficient literary rhyme, you will also lose the qualification to enter the garden.
Because it is a test of the quintessence of Wenhua, and it has the effect of judging potential, so the thousands of people who are preparing to enter the park have cultivation bases ranging from Qicheng Poetic Realm to Ling Jueding's Fourth Grade Preaching Realm. It is quite complicated, and there will naturally be many situations in the inspection.
"Fake! Do you think you can deceive the sense of our soft garden flower spirit by tattooing a few handed down poems on your body? You are not allowed to enter!"
"Open your mouth! Wenhua pills naturally have medicinal fragrance, how can they deceive us! Do not enter!"
"Report! This person is trying to bribe me, give me a drop of sperm, I will report. No entry!"
"Ancestor? Oh my God, it's my ancestor!" A soft garden flower spirit checked in front of Chen Luo. For some reason, the dream flower forest in Chen Luo's mind suddenly trembled, and the flower spirit suddenly felt countless The ancestor of the flower spirit, who carried the splendor of the sky, stood in front of him, and he seemed to see six thousand miles of flower forests, shouted, and fell to the ground...
All of a sudden, the eyes of the audience turned to Chen Luo, Chen Luo moved in his heart, grabbed the Hundred Flower Order that the flower spirit turned into, and the figure instantly disappeared in place.
Suddenly, a green lotus trying to "fish in troubled waters" was bounced out by a force...
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Chen Luo opened his eyes again~IndoMTL.com~ At this time, he was already in a flower field. The flower field stretched for three hundred miles, and the mountains and valleys were all in his eyes. It's just that the life and death book in Chen Luo's mind trembled slightly, and Chen Luo frowned slightly at this time.
What did he see?
He saw a stone statue of a bird, fluttering its wings, or singing, or a tired bird returning to its nest. At a glance, countless birds were standing, lying or flying, but time seemed to be frozen. All the birds became a stone statue.
At this time, Wang Bugui, who followed Chen Luo in, saw Chen Luo's appearance, reached out and patted Chen Luo: "Brother, are you alright?"
Chen Luo regained his senses. At this time, the scene in front of him changed again. It was another three hundred miles of flower fields, three hundred miles of exotic flowers waiting to bloom. He shook his head at Wang Bugui, said that it was okay, and then muttered. He whispered softly, "Senior Brother!" But there was no response. Chen Luo reached out and touched it, and the Qinglian who had been inlaid on the crown disappeared for some time.
"Again?" Chen Luo frowned slightly, it seemed that Lang Feixian didn't come in with him, Chen Luo shrugged, and had to bury what he saw just now in his heart.
"Wuhou, but there are strange flowers that you like. You can do it first!" A voice sounded, Chen Luo glanced, and found that he was a student of Tianxin College. He was just standing behind Fang Ji when he lined up. This time, Tianxin Academy has entered Rouyuan's senior brother.
"Thank you." Chen Luo also remembered Fang Ji's promise, nodded, and plucked a strange flower beside him, Wang Bugui said quickly, "Brother, don't be fooled, you must transcribe the flower first. Poetry. A poem can only open one flower, don't use it in these low-grade... eh?"
I saw that Chen Luo didn't recite poetry, but just grabbed the stem of a strange flower with his hand, and for a moment——
Blooming!