Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 647: Under 3 feet, I am here! Song Ci canonized as a saint!
Time rewinds to a quarter of an hour ago. Square inch mountain.
Chen Luo was frowning as he watched the battle between Song Ci and the two plague monsters in the sky. In the phoenix forest of Fangcun Mountain, a phoenix leaf suddenly fell off from the tree, as if being swept up by a breeze, and floated onto Chen Luo's shoulder ,
Just when Chen Luo was about to slap off the sycamore leaf, an "old" voice came into Chen Luo's mind: "Song Ci is in danger."
"Huh?" Chen Luo asked in confusion, "Master?"
"Song Ci's use of righteous energy to transform corpse energy is already half a foot in the ghost." Qinglong Emperor did not respond to Chen Luo, but continued, "He can't be consecrated in the world, and he will die if he makes a move this time. Heart."
Chen Luo's complexion suddenly became solemn, but he also understood that it would consume a lot of energy to transmit the sound to himself through the phoenix leaves across the whole Southern Wilderness, and it was impossible to just report his funeral.
That shows that I may have some role in this!
"Master, what can I do?"
"You can..." The Azure Dragon Emperor continued to communicate with Chen Luo, and Chen Luo's expression changed from solemn to thinking, and finally eased down again. After a while, the phoenix tree leaf fell from Chen Luo's shoulder by itself.
"Old Mastiff, I'm going out!" Chen Luo said to Mastiff Lingling, then quietly disappeared and left Fangcun Mountain.
A quarter of an hour later
In the sky, Song Ci, who had just killed the heel, felt that the righteousness in his body was rapidly dissipating.
Incarnating the Tao with the body is to pave a smooth road on the long bridge of seeking with righteousness. He can try his best to run a few steps forward on this smooth road, but if he can't reach the other shore of the Holy Land, this road will eventually collapse.
This is the doomed ending.
It is also the third way of Confucianism to seek death -- "martyrdom" besides "green blood and heart" and "opening peace"
Mencius said: If there is a way in the world, you should die with the way; if there is no way in the world, you should die with your body.
The moment when the righteousness dissipates is the end of life.
However, he has no regrets!
Perhaps the Azure Dragon Emperor is right, there are still people in this world who can help him
But let himself hide in the dark, don't say a word, and just watch his heels go back to his ancestors, he can't do it!
After staying with the dead for a long time, he has a thorough understanding of life and death.
The geese leave traces, the wind leaves a sound, a person lives forever, and the grass and trees fall in autumn. Seeking to get it is a "come"!
His holy way was suppressed by moralists, and his works were not allowed to enter the elegant hall. Even if Cheng Nansong repeatedly promoted him, Zuo Zuo was nothing more than a low-level official.
Today, he will use his own life to die!
Show the power of autopsy and the power of the law!
Above the history books, when it comes to this blood tide, who dares to say that Song Ci is nameless, and who dares to say that the way of autopsy is disrespectful
Lun!
The old-looking Song Ci looked around for a week, and now he still has some power, he can still explode all the corpse energy at once, and stop an opponent for the great Confucian of the human race.
Who to choose?
No matter who you choose, the old man has no plans to live since the moment he stood up today!
Nanhuang, remember, there is a great Confucian 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 taken aback for a moment, and immediately locked onto the direction of the sound, and immediately closed his eyes slowly, allowing the corpse aura to spread, isolating his life, and falling from the sky...
In the middle of the journey, he adjusted his falling trajectory a little bit, and then relieved his own weight in mid-air, and was finally caught by Chen Luo.
"Run!" An urging voice reached Chen Luo's ears, and Chen Luo immediately carried Song Ci on his back, shouting while running--
"Bai Mo's articles depend on my avenue. I have an accident, so you don't want to read strange articles anymore!"
"I came here to collect Grandpa Song Ci's body. If you attack me, the Fang family will be the first to spare you!"
"The two clans are fighting, don't kill the corpse!"
"Grandpa King Jing, save me!"
"Grandfather, help me!"
"Brother, save me!"
Sensing Chen Luo's behavior, the atmosphere in Nanhuang suddenly became weird,
They did not expect Chen Luo to appear in Nanhuang, but how could they do it now!
Although the human race only has three dao protectors, the question is, who knows if the temple and the dao palace have gone far?
The heart of Confucianism, the heart of Taoism...
Don't mention it.
At this time, who wants to be the first bird.
Nine thousand miles of martial arts have great significance to the human race. If it is a chaotic battle at this time, maybe some ancestor demons will be moved, but now everyone is in a state of clear divisions, who dares to do it?
Whether Chen Luo can be killed or not is uncertain, but regardless of whether Chen Luo is dead or not, the one who strikes first will definitely be blown away by Confucianism and Taoism!
Besides, Chen Luo is right.
Bai Mo's article still needs to be placed on Chen Luo Avenue.
One copy of "The Legend of Wukong" has a bloodline of the Heavenly Dao Emperor and the demon. If it is written down, it is uncertain whether the human race will benefit more or the demon race will benefit more.
Currently, Nan Huang's general opinion on Chen Luo is to try not to make him a saint!
In other words, under this circumstance, Chen Luo is absolutely safe in Nanhuang
Furthermore, he saved Song Ci, a martyr, even if his life was saved, his way would be broken.
What's the point!
It’s still the same sentence, sometimes the human race really doesn’t have a clear mind! What do you want the majestic master of martial arts to save a dying person?
However, having said that, it is also the first time Wan Yao has seen this martial arts master whom he has heard about for a long time.
How do you look, cowardly?
Is it necessary to shout so loudly?
If you talk about the old King Jing, it’s fine if you talk about Lang Feixian, what are you calling Qinglong Emperor!
Who do you want to scare?
The Azure Dragon Emperor is old and weak, who is afraid! (Ke_Ke)
For a while, the ancestor demons not only restrained their breath, but also became vigilant about their surroundings.
Don't be foolish enough to give Chen Luo a blow, or be framed by other races.
That's really a grievance that can't be washed away!
Just as the thoughts of the demons were spinning, Chen Luo yelled: "Ouch..."
All the ancestral demons saw Chen Luo carrying Song Ci on his back and fell heavily,
It wasn't something wrong with Chen Luo, it was because Song Ci was seriously injured. While running, Chen Luo used the air of the world to suppress Song Ci's corpse aura. His feet were soft and he fell.
Chen Luo hurriedly got up and checked Song Ci. Seeing that there was no serious problem, he felt relieved, put Song Ci on his back again, and shouted: "Shameless monsters, unexpectedly attacked!"
"If you come back again, I will kill you!"
The Ancestral Demons of the Southern Wilderness:(?_?)/
Is there something wrong with you!
Without the ancestor demon, even the great sage can tell that you fell by yourself!
Where did the sneak attack come from!
What nonsense are you talking about!
Tough fart against the air!
Didn't those Confucian scholars in the southern wasteland say that warriors are honest and simple?
Isn't it said that Wufu is brave and intrepid, with a sincere heart?
You majestic Daoist, how can you be so innocent!
You can't do it yourself, why do you blame the Nanhuang Road for being uneven?
Is it true that everyone is blind?
At this moment, Lang Feixian asked leisurely: "Little brother, can you see who did it?"
Dam!
All the demon ancestors felt their brains buzzing. Confucianism!
Where is your shame?
What is your bottom line?
What about the style of a gentleman?
"Wolves!" Chen Luo blurted out!
Anyway, tigers and wolves are the enemies of the human race, so they won't take the scapegoat.
Tiger Clan...well, forget it. Just choose the wolf clan!
At this time, I was immediately enraged by the ancestor of the wolf tribe, the demon wolf, who was led by King Jing.
No, no, impossible!
Wolf I said coldly: "Chen Luo, don't think that this ancestor is afraid to kill you!"
As soon as this remark was made, Chen Luo yelled again--
"Ouch!""Fuck!"
Chen Luo fell again!
Chen Luo immediately got up, carried Song Ci on his back and ran wildly again, shouting: "Grandpa, the wolf ancestor demon wants to kill me!"
"Help!"
"Master Bamboo, the monster race is bullying the disciples of the bamboo forest!"
"If you are still here, you will definitely protect me!"
"I am the youngest closed disciple!"
"Master, this disciple misses you so much..."
Hearing Chen Luo's cries for help became more and more outrageous, a cough finally came from the phoenix forest in the northwest of the Southern Desolation.
"Ahem..."
"Stop making noise..."
"Run slower, no one will touch you!"
Although the words were vicissitudes, a faint coercion instantly covered the entire Southern Wilderness, and the ancestors below the demon could not detect it, but the ancestors felt that the soul of the ancestors stagnated for a moment.
The faces of the ancestor demons were serious.
Is this the might of the Emperor Demon?
Convincing the Qilin King with virtue, the Qinglong Emperor is too old!
Sure enough, yes!
At this time, the voice of the Azure Dragon Emperor sounded again; "Han Luli, Chen Xiyi, are you still leaving?"
"I will keep Boy Chen."
Hearing Qinglong Dixing's voice, all the ancestor demons in the Southern Wilderness were stunned.
Damn it!
Han Changli! Chen Xiyi!
These two killer embryos haven't left yet?
Sure enough, Confucianism and Taoism even breathe is fake!
Do you dare to dig out your heart and put it in the sun for a while!
The lord of the majestic hall, the lord of the Taoist palace, actually sneaked up on the cat.
What are you thinking! What do you want to do!
What about the demeanor? What about the pattern?
At the same time, a cold air rose in the hearts of the ancestor demons.
Fortunately, the heart and eyes of the human race have been vigilant in the blood, and they didn't do anything just now!
Otherwise, whoever makes the move will suffer!
At this time, two laughter came from above the high sky.
"The old man is getting old, he took a nap, let's go...
"Yes, Mr. Han is afraid that Mr. Xiyi will kill a demon in his dream, so he specially guards here to protect the Southern Desolation..." "Let's go, go, go..."
A few times of "going away", the voice became more and more ethereal, as if the speaker had gone away.
Ancestral demons: Bah! Don't believe me!
Don't talk about this and that, just don't believe it!
The eyes of all the ancestral demons fell on the direction of the Wutong forest, and the Qinglong emperor also sighed lightly: "If it violates Huxi's opinion, the old man will take action!"
That's good!
All the monsters let out a sigh of relief.
However, all the ancestral demons still gave off a little demonic aura, falling far away from Chen Luo.
For nothing else but protection.
Don't make any more fools.
Hurry up and send this uncle out!
As a result, another miraculous scene appeared in the Southern Wilderness.
The ancestor 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 fooled by this guy!
As long as my protection measures are good enough, you will not be able to accuse me!
"The forty-seventh year of the Daxuan Zhenghe calendar, autumn, the seventh day of September."
"The battle of bloodlines and tides has begun. Yuan Bubai of the ape clan borrowed the book of white ink to advance to the ancestor demon, and established the bloodline of the ape that reaches the sky. He is worthy of being a hero of the generation of the monster clan."
"Half a day later, there is a demon with a lame heel and a gang hook who wants to return to his ancestors!"
"The human race is vast, and Song Ci, the former Minister of Law, came here because the two demons had caused a boundless plague and catastrophe with the human race, and their crimes were heinous. Song Ci sentenced him according to the Great Mysterious Law, under the battle between the two demons and the tide of blood in the Southern Desolation. "
"At that time, the mountain of corpses descends, accompanied by ghosts and ghosts, and the way of autopsy once again shows its power."
"Sorrowful is the parting of life and death, pity is the benevolence of the great way, respect is the heart of the ministers of the community, and fierce is the true meaning of martyrdom!"
"Song Ci used his body to transform himself into the Tao, cut himself off from the holy path, and fell under the blood tide of the Southern Desolation!"
"Strong! Painful!"
"The way of heaven is not fair, why do you hurt me Song Ci Daru!"
"However, there is Chen Luo, the master of martial arts, who sneaked into the Southern Wilderness at some time, and at this time he rose up and left with his corpse on his back!"
"While running, he angrily reprimanded all demons without fear. The demons were intimidated by the righteousness in his words and did not dare to act rashly!"
"The wolves are shameless and secretly attacked Chen Luo. In order to protect Song Ci's body, Chen Luo did not hesitate to block him. He fell into the dust and was seriously injured!"
"But without hesitation, continue to **** Song Ci's corpse to his homeland!"
"More words: Please kill me, don't hurt the remains of the predecessors!"
"A heart of sincerity has finally moved Emperor Qinglong, and personally acted to protect him!"
"Thousand monsters dare not move!"
"Tai Shigong said: Song Ci's way is to be compassionate and compassionate, and to uphold the law. It is admirable and admirable. Chen Luo's righteousness went deep into the southern wilderness to keep Song Ci safe. Great wisdom and courage, great benevolence and righteousness! Ridge, well deserved."
"I'm so lucky to see it!"
"Phew, I'm exhausted!" Under Nanhuang's dedicated protection, Chen Luo finally left Nanhuang and entered the nearest Daxuan City.
There have been local officials waiting here for a long time, but those officials have already been ordered. They just brought Chen Luo to a quiet manor and stopped following.
At this time Song Ci had fallen into a coma, breathing intermittently, Chen Luo brought him into the hall and placed him on the bed that had been arranged.
Looking at Song Ci, Chen Luo recalled what Emperor Qinglong said to him.
"Song Ci's way, you have to wander between life and death before you can see the way forward. Therefore, neither Han Changli nor the old man has ever explained it clearly. No one cares about it."
"A flesh and blood body, no matter whether it is born from a womb or an egg, is transformed by the power of heaven. The various manifestations on the corpse also contain the principles of the Dao. Song Ci is walking this way!"
"This way is incompatible with living beings, and it is not the way of circle and darkness. It can be said to be the way of corpses."
"He thought that death energy of the nether world was indispensable for his holy path, but he was completely wrong."
"What he needs is the breath of life! It is the attachment of life to this human being."
"The avenue of the world, if the ancient Buddhism is still there, its Buddhist avenue of Purdue compassion will contain the spirit of life. Now, your colorful martial arts in the world of mortals is also full of spirit of life."
"If Song Ci comprehends this truth in the question of life and death, then the canonization will be imminent."
"If you don't have time, I will write a ghostly essay, and you can accept it."
Chen Luo let out a long breath.
Take Song Ci to the Netherworld? No way!
People can't ask without his way!
In the future, even if the Dunhuang Avenue succeeds and the two worlds are reconnected, it will only be reincarnation and reconstruction, and the principles are the same, and life and death will still have their own rules.
Yang asked about the case, and Yang asked;
Everyone does their job.
It is impossible for a dead person to call up the ghost of the deceased and ask "who is the murderer".
Otherwise, if the two worlds shuttle frequently, what do you need to do with the Yin and Yang worlds, just merge into one world.
So, in terms of law and punishment, Song Ci's theory and Song Ci's principles must be preserved!
"Fortunately, it's me!" Chen Luo sighed, "Otherwise, just to remove the toxins, the doctor may have to do it."
As he spoke, Chen Luo's figure flickered, and he transformed 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 essence was forced out and fell into Song Ci's mouth.
Golden Crow's blood essence burns all the cancer toxins in Song Ci's body!
As the golden crow's blood essence entered Song Ci's body, the vitality and yang power contained in the blood essence spread to Song Ci's whole body in an instant, the originally pale skin instantly became colored, and the heart that had almost stopped beating was thumping again Jumped up with a plop.
Chen Luo's complexion also paled slightly, and he turned back into the human deity again.
He helped Song Ci up, and sat cross-legged across from him, stretched out his fingers, and touched Song Ci's eyebrows, and slightly closed his eyes. Immediately, the thick seven-colored mortal air rose from Chen Luo's body, followed his extended fingers, and continuously entered Song Ci's body.
Song Ci felt like he had a dream.
In the dream, he heard the sound of the river spitting, and unconsciously wanted to walk towards the river.
As the sound of the river grew louder, he seemed to have forgotten many things.
He forgot his name, his identity, his past,
He didn't know where he was going, he just knew he was going towards the river.
I don't know how long he walked, but he saw the rushing river in the distance.
Every spray in the river turns into a 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 towards the river when, suddenly, a cloud of seven-color hydrogen-enriched air descended from the sky and surrounded him.
What is this?
Song Ci shook his head, he wanted to pass through the colorful things and walk towards the river.
Suddenly, a cry of a baby made Song Ci stop,
He turned his head, and saw an infant child emerging from the colorful mist.
Amidst the crying, he felt a sense of helplessness, which seemed to be panic about a strange world.
This is how that child feels.
Immediately, a wave of warmth surrounded him tightly.
It is a soft embrace that hugs the infant child.
An unparalleled love was born in his heart
This is the mood of the mother.
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 impulse to fall in love.
There is the spirit of sailing out to sea; there is the waiting and waiting of the lonely lamp in the cold night:
As if walking through a bustling city, emperors, generals, talented scholars and beauties, plotting all kinds of tricks and enjoying all the glory, there are also traffickers and pawns, for petty profits, three meals a day, busy, running around day and night.
It seems to have seen the hard-working fields, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, calculating the grain frame for a good harvest and planning for future generations.
Until the years are old and the youth is gone,
In the end, ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes.
No one is always young, but there are always young people.
Fang Jue fell into the earth and cried, and then heard the sound of falling to the ground
People ask all the bustling sounds, all in a cry,
This is the question of the world.
Song Ci took a deep breath, and he inhaled streams of colorful air from the world of mortals into his body.
Wild fires are endless, can the spring breeze blow again?
No, these people, they are not humble weeds. It is not a dispensable weed that will be replaced in the next year after being burned!
They also struggled to break through the ground, they also greeted the spring, and they also resisted the autumn wind.
They grew, they were green,
The fire can't burn the traces they left on the ground!
I remember this spring and rain, they used to exist!
This earth dust remembers that they used to exist
Who are you?
It doesn't matter if you forget anyone.
Who didn't go all the way to the end of life!
More and more mortal air was sucked into Song Ci's body, and his spirit became clearer and clearer.
Yes, I am Song Ci
I am not a nameless lead!
There is no reason for death to be the end of everything
If someone sets fire, I will find the person who set it on fire!
You don't care about those weeds, I care!
I want peace of mind for the dead and rest assured for the living!
I have a way, clean up!
All the mortal energy was sucked into Song Ci's body, and the colorful hydrogen cyanide disappeared, but the scene in front of Song Ci's eyes also suddenly changed.
There is no long river, no waves, he raised his head, and he 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. There is a white mist behind the door, and nothing can be seen.
Low your head, the thin rope is broken, but in front of the rope, there is a stream of blood, and further forward, there is a stream of seven-colored air, leading directly to the door of that door.
Song Ci walked forward step by step, passed through blood energy, passed through colorful colors, and finally stood in front of the "door".
The question of seeking: 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's body, Chen Luo couldn't dodge in time, and was blown to the ground by Shengwei.
Lu Ji, above the sky, thousands of mornings in the sky, beautiful clouds and clouds, within ten thousand miles of the manor, a hundred flowers bloom.
Immediately afterwards, a blue avenue of thousands of miles emerged in the sky. Under the bright sun, it suddenly began to drizzle. When the rain fell on the person, it directly turned into a beam of righteousness and entered the body. .
"Splendid Miles"!
"Thousands of flowers bloom"! "Righteousness and rain"!
At this moment, every human race felt joy in their hearts.
They all put down their work and looked up at the sky, with an uncontrollable joy blooming on their faces.
This is the Holy Land!
Everyone is anxiously waiting for something!
Soon~IndoMTL.com~A magnificent voice resounded in the entire human race region-
"He Songci is cowardly, through seeking, opening up the world, surpassing the ordinary and becoming holy!"
"Celebration!"
"Boom..." Daxuan's territory was filled with joy!
Half saint! It really is half saint!
My human race has one more half saint!
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History:
In the forty-seventh year of Zhenghe in the Daxuan calendar, in autumn, on the seventh day of September, Song Ci, the originator of forensic medicine, learned the holy way of forensic medicine, and lived in the territory of the human race
Canonization!
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