Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 648: Conferred the number of saints, the talk has collapsed…
Southern Wilderness.
Five hours have passed since Chen Luo rescued Song Ci, and the ancestor demons have already forgotten about it.
After Lang Feixian took the lead in developing in the jungle, Yuan Bubai went down the lane to steal the tower and directly opened the magic outfit, and Song Ci fought against the lane and changed one by one. Perhaps he was stimulated. , suddenly launched an impact on the Ancestral Demon Realm.
At this time, the Southern Wilderness is full of demonic aura, and the blood is soaring to the sky. The coercion of the Great Sage is one after another, colliding and confronting invisibly. Those little monsters below the third rank, feeling the blood tide and the pressure of the great saint at the same time, are also rapidly transforming.
"Although this bloodline tide is weird, it is indeed of great benefit to Nanhuang..." an ancestor demon sighed, "Looking at the scale of this bloodline tide, it seems more than enough to break through five or six ancestor demon realms."
The idea of another ancestor demon spread, and he agreed: "That's right. The human race has Chen Luo to open up martial arts. Martial arts are destined to flourish, and the strength of the human race will inevitably increase sharply. This time, the blood tide seems to be blessed by the demon ancestors, and it has also greatly improved. The strength of my monster clan in the next hundred years!"
"It's more than that! Don't forget, there's Bai Ze from Fangcunshan! His strange writings can help low-grade monsters absorb the sun's essence and moonlight, and the ancient classics of mountains and seas can help monsters trace back the blood shadow of their ancestors and advance to the next level." Great Sage." Another ancestor demon added, "The article "Wukong Biography" condenses the battle shadow of the ancestor demon, which is helpful to the Great Saint Realm. Now it is helping the ape clan to get the blood of the half emperor demon!"
"From the ninth rank to the first rank, even the super rank, Bai Mo is of great use to the monster race! He is my trump card against the human race in the future in the Southern Wilderness!"
All the ancestral demons immediately became contemplative when they heard the words. From the beginning, they may have only regarded Bai Mo as a talented junior, but now that Bai Mo's role is so clearly pointed out, they suddenly realized that this Fangcunshan Bai Mo seems to have a strategic position for Nanhuang and Yaozu.
This is bound to affect the power structure of the Southern Wilderness in the future.
However, the Ancestral Demons thought about it carefully again, it won't happen!
What is Bai Ze? That's a strange beast!
The alien beast is born of the bloodline of the demon ancestor, and it is born in the form of the ancestor demon, and there is no lower bloodline to pass on, not to mention the combination of Bai Ze and the rest of the demon clan. Combined, it is also difficult to reproduce a Bai Ze.
This is the limitation of the blood of the alien beast.
So alien beasts can't become a race at all, they are either unique, or they are the guests of the strong tribe in the southern wilderness!
From this point of view, all the monster races in the Southern Wilderness have no fundamental conflict with Bai Ze, and they should try their best to make friends.
No wonder the Azure Dragon Emperor personally escorted Bai Mo from the moment he appeared in the world! Not only did he give away a sycamore grove, but he also took a rare shot and beat some ancestor demons who were trying to harm him.
Sure enough, he is old and mature, and he is far-sighted.
Look at that human Chen Luo, can he get this kind of treatment?
At most, it was just a sentence, and by the way, he also taught Han Changli and Chen Xiyi a lesson.
The closeness and distance can be seen at a glance!
The Azure Dragon Emperor really is still facing the Yaozu!
"It's a pity, Bai Mo is still a third-rank great saint. If he has become a pinnacle saint, I, Nanhuang, will do my best to help him advance to the ancestor demon!" an ancestor demon sighed.
"Forget it, let's take a look in front of you first. I don't know which clan's pinnacle sage will be promoted to the ancestor demon after Yuan Bubai!"
"According to this ancestor, it is likely to be the style of the Tiger Clan... what the hell!"
A ancestral demon exclaimed in surprise, and almost at the same time, a cyan beam of light rushed into the sky in the north of the southern wilderness, and the attention of the southern wilderness ancestor immediately turned to the direction of the cyan beam of light.
At this moment, in the sky of Daxuan, a phantom of a thousand miles of blue avenue appeared, and the holy hall appeared from the void. Hong Zhong Da Lu's voice echoed.
Even though they are thousands of miles apart, the ancestor demons can still feel the holy power of the newborn in the Daxuan Heaven and Earth.
"The holy bell rings seventy-two, someone from the human race has been canonized!"
It is inconceivable that the spirits of the demon ancestors collided one by one.
There is a bloodline tide here in our Southern Wilderness!
Many of our Southern Wilderness peak saints are desperately attacking the Ancestral Demon Realm!
Why did someone in your human race suddenly become a saint?
Are you polite?
But immediately after, another question appeared in the minds of the ancestor demons.
Who?
Written Minister Yan Baichuan?
Or Han Qingsong, Minister of War?
Or other great Confucians?
He actually ignored the luck of the tides in the Southern Wilderness and made himself a saint!
Do you look down on us?
You come here anyway, whether you want to or not is our business, and whether you come or not is your business.
At this moment, the Wanli Confucianism Dao changed and turned into a phantom of the misty world. In this world, candles lit up, and each candle light was transforming a person's life.
But the life in this candlelight has one thing in common--stop abruptly.
These figures all died halfway, and then the candles were extinguished.
Thousands of originally dazzling candles were extinguished one by one, and none of them were lit in an instant, and the world seemed to be plunged into oppressive darkness.
In the darkness, a cry suddenly sounded, and the cry was full of sorrow.
It is the cry of losing a loved one and a partner, it is the cry of dying without saying goodbye.
Amidst the crying, a blue light suddenly lit up, illuminating the world, and a book was slowly condensed in the blue light. Then, the cyan light scattered and fell on every extinguished lamp, and in an instant, thousands of lamps were rekindled.
Among the lights, a majestic court rose from the ground, and the blue light flew towards the plaque of the court and crashed into the court. Suddenly there was a sound of a gavel being slapped in the yamen, followed by the sound of being promoted——
Weight—Wu——
A stone tablet appeared in front of the yamen, with eight large characters inscribed: For the rights of the living, for the dead!
At the same time, the plaque on the yamen also flashed a blue light, forming five large characters - mention the prison secretary!
In an instant, a dead figure walked out of every light, walking towards the court...
The phantom of the misty world also slowly disappeared, and at this time there was a solemn sound in the church——
"Congratulations to Song Ci, a great Confucian, cross the long bridge of seeking, to cleanse the world of injustice, to transcend the ordinary and become holy!"
"Boom!" The spiritual thoughts of the ancestor demons in the Southern Wilderness suddenly exploded, and everyone felt their brains buzzing.
What's going on?
Song Ci canonized as a saint?
Isn't he all dead?
Could it be that we were deceived by the human race again?
That's not right, we have seen it with our own eyes!
How can you be canonized?
This is unreasonable!
However, when the ancestor demons were entangled, Chen Luo's voice came from Daxuan——
"Bai Mo, you can make the blood-severed demon recast his blood and return to his ancestors; I can also let the martyred Confucian go on searching again, transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint!"
"This round, we are tied!"
Hearing this sentence, the ancestor demons suddenly realized.
So it is!
That's right, Bai Mo's books are all attached to Chen Luo's Dao, Chen Luo should be able to do what Bai Mo can do.
That makes sense.
However, wouldn't the death-defying magical power of "martyrdom" become a regular magical power in the future?
It's not fair!
Sure enough, letting Chen Luo go just now was hasty!
…
Daxuan, Zhongjing.
A figure ran wildly in the streets of Daxuan, and when passing by, it set off a powerful storm.
But no one dared to scold the running man, because they saw clearly that it was the face of Daxuan - Cheng Nansong!
At this time, Cheng Nansong was full of ecstasy, with tears in his eyes, and made a sound that seemed to be crying and laughing, which made people feel creepy.
Soon, a piece of news came quietly in Zhongjing——
Faxiang, crazy!
…
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Fa Xiang directly rushed into the palace, only to find that His Majesty Emperor Daxuan seemed to be waiting for him.
"Faxiang, here we come!"
Cheng Nansong hurriedly stepped forward, saluted, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, Song Ci, the former Dharma Chancellor, has been consecrated!"
Ye Heng nodded, with a joyful smile on his face: "Witness from all over the world, I saw it."
Cheng Nansong continued: "Song Sheng's way is not wrong!"
"I know, I know..." Ye Heng sighed deeply, "If I had been able to persevere back then, maybe Song Sheng would have been able to become a saint a few years earlier!"
"I was wrong..."
Cheng Nansong was startled for a moment, and quickly said: "No, it has nothing to do with His Majesty. It was Song...it was the old minister who couldn't bear His Majesty being attacked by those hypocritical defenders, so he resigned and retired."
Ye Heng waved his hand: "If I can be tougher, what can they do? Forget it, it's always a great thing for Song Sheng to become a saint now!"
"Your Majesty..." Cheng Nansong was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Heng: "I know your purpose of coming, the imperial decree has been drawn up."
After speaking, Ye Heng took out a volume of imperial decree from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Heng.
"The Department of Bias has set up a criminal prison office, with a rank of second rank, which belongs to the jurisdiction of the Department of Bias."
"Specialized in the review of local cases, and has the right to open the coffin for autopsy. If there is a murder case, but there are doubts, the Department of Penalty and Prison has the right to overturn the retrial, and the local government must not interfere!"
"The classics written by Song Sheng are entered in Wenchang Pavilion for circulation by the world!"
Cheng Nansong bowed deeply after hearing the words. You must know that not all semi-sacred knowledge can be fulfilled by the imperial court in charge of the fate of the human race, after all, it represents the general trend of the human race!
Behind this will, there may be a complicated struggle for the Holy Cause.
Even the royal family of the Ye family and those ritual saints were involved.
However, the brother's truth was finally recognized by the human race!
Although he has been calm and dignified for dozens of years, at this moment, this Dharma figure known as Nanshan Laosong couldn't stop swallowing more, thousands of words were reduced to four words: "Old minister, obey the order! "
…
"Chen Luo!"
In the mighty tiger mountain, the empress Feng Nanzhi was secretly shocked.
Others don't know Chen Luo's identity, but she knows it all.
Right now, the one person and one demon who have successfully broken through are all inseparable from him!
Turning the clouds with his left hand and covering the rain with his right, he almost manipulated the entire Southern Wilderness in the palm of his hand.
Even the ancestor demons of various races were kept in the dark.
Thinking of this, as the mainstay of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan, the Empress of the Tiger Clan, Feng Nanzhi felt a little uncomfortable.
She doesn't know, what is this feeling?
Is it because of racial antagonism that she felt a real threat from the human race?
Is it because of Chen Luo's performance that made her aware of the little Golden Crow in her eyes who still needed to be "merciful" in her eyes, and suddenly made her feel like she was being overwhelmed?
There was a burst of irritability in my heart for no reason.
"Huh..." Feng Nanzhi snorted softly, and said to himself, "Third grade, believe it or not, I will announce your identity right now...Huh?"
Feng Nanzhi's brows suddenly frowned before he finished speaking.
Different from the ancestor demons in the Southern Wilderness, since Chen Luo left the Southern Wilderness with Song Ci, Feng Nanzhi's attention has been on the border between the Southern Wilderness and Daxuan.
At this moment, she sensed a sneaky figure lurking from Daxuan into Nanhuang again.
Surrounded by evil spirits and covered by blood tides and the aura of many great saints, if you don't observe carefully, you won't be able to find it at all.
That's a golden crow!
Feng Nanzhi gritted her teeth angrily.
"Why are you back again?"
"Are you still making trouble?"
"Could it be that you want to lead this blood tide?"
"Aren't you afraid of revealing your identity in case?"
A trace of worry flashed across Feng Nanzhi's eyes, but in the end it turned into a trace of grievance.
"Are you sure I won't reveal your identity?"
"Just know how to bully me, what kind of master of martial arts are you!"
"Huh!"
…
Unaware of the resentment on Weihu Mountain at all, Chen Luo was flying cautiously towards Fangcun Mountain at this time.
There is no way, the third senior brother has not yet broken through, and Uncle Wen has not been conferred a saint yet, so his senior brother has waved in again.
If I'm not watching from Fangcunshan, my heart is always uneasy.
Fortunately, Fangcun Mountain is not in the depths of the Southern Wilderness. After going around for a while, Chen Luo returned to Fangcun Mountain and turned into the appearance of Bai Mo again.
"Are you back?" Chen Luo had just set foot on Shangcun Mountain when a weak sound transmission came from a small mushroom at the foot of the mountain. Chen Luo was taken aback and glanced at the little mushroom.
Needless to say, Seventh Senior Brother!
"Well, Song Sheng was picked up by the seniors of the holy hall, and he went to stabilize the world of Confucianism." Chen Luo replied, reaching out to pick off the mushroom, "Bai Ze is sensitive to blood. I feel that there are several places in the Southern Wilderness. The bloodline seems to have reached its limit."
"One day and one night, it's about the same." Senior Brother Mushroom Seven replied, "The situation will be chaotic. Be cautious."
"Yeah." Chen Luo nodded slightly, and was about to walk towards Liaozhai with the little mushroom, when suddenly his footsteps stopped, his face was serious, and he looked up at the sky.
…
At this time, the ancestor demon stars that were originally floating in the sky suddenly emitted the ancestor demon coercion at the same time. One of the ancestral stars said to the human race: "Human race, Song Ci has already been canonized, and your human race has already obtained a half-sage, you should be content."
"I will discuss it later, and I can give you another place for the canonization of the human race, and let him be a saint. We will never stop you."
"But the rest of the great Confucian scholars in the search realm are all returned to Daxuan!"
"How?"
After saying this, Nanhuang was in an uproar.
The ancestor demons offered to give the human race a chance to become a saint?
"Sure enough! Song Ci's conferment of sainthood has aroused their fear!" Seventh Brother said leisurely, "This time, Bloodline Tidal can produce several more super products. These ancestor monsters don't want to be taken advantage of by the human race in the midst of internal friction." /
"If the three protectors try their best to protect it, they will definitely be able to protect the next person, so they made a condition for giving the race another place."
The bloodline tide that appeared in previous years gave birth to at most three super products, and any one of them is extremely precious, so it is naturally impossible to just give it away like this.
However, today's situation is different. The number of ancestor demons can be seen with the naked eye and there are still a few. Naturally, there will be some struggles within the demon clan, which involves the energy of dealing with the human race.
The human race has already produced a Langfei fairy, and another Song Ci, if there are two or three more, it can be said that your monster race is bloody.
One side is to enhance the strength of one's own clan and suppress the hostile monster clan;
If Song Ci hadn't been conferred a saint before, the ancestor demons wouldn't be in a hurry. Now that Song Ci has been made a saint, the human race already has a demi-saint in their pockets.
Don't talk about Yuan Bubai, although he is still a monster, but he really walks in the blood of heaven. Some things have to be guarded against.
That's why the discussion just now came about.
As soon as Chen Luo thought about it, he figured out the ins and outs, and then cursed, shameless.
There is only one chance, who is it for?
To reach the level of a Confucianist in the Quest Realm, there is either a teacher standing behind him, or a noble family. Now that he is given a place of undisturbed sainthood, it is inevitable that some people will not have ideas in their hearts.
Like the Fang family!
No one is stupid, everyone knows that this is the demon clan's conspiracy to break the divide, but sometimes it works very well.
The ancestor demon continued to transmit the sound, and there was a hint of bewitching force in the sound transmission: "King Jing, once you fight, it is unknown whether you three guardians will be trapped in the Southern Desolation Thousand Monsters. number."
"I will release a quota, and your human race can confer your saints. In any case, in this bloodline tide, the human race will have two more half-sages without risk, wouldn't it be wonderful?"
"This is the greatest sincerity expressed by my monster race to the human race for thousands of years."
Daxuan was silent for a moment, and then came the voice of the old king Ye Lai.
"Yes!"
"However, my human race seeks the Great Confucianism and does not withdraw from the Southern Wilderness. How about watching the peak saints advance to the ancestor demon?"
Hearing what Old King Jing said, the ancestor demon was amused.
"King Shengjing, you are joking."
"If you don't leave after searching for the Confucianism, who knows if you will suddenly become a saint!"
Lao Jingwang sighed leisurely, and then said via voice transmission: "If you insist on doing this, my human race can also agree. But one quota is too small, and the saint said the number, eight!"
"Ye Lai! Are you trying to anger Nanhuang?"
"Looking at you like that, is it a matter of discussion? Don't be angry, don't be angry, just sit back and ask for a lot of money to pay back the money. If you think eight is a bit too much, I'll take a step back and get four!"
The ancestor demon said coldly: "Just one!"
"Damn it!" Old King Jing said directly, "I cut off half of it in one go to save you face, but you don't agree."
"Then you said Nima!"
"The talk is broken, let's not talk!"
At this time, another ancestor demon said: "King Shengjing, don't you discuss this matter with the holy hall? I'm afraid you can't be the master by yourself?"
"Exactly, Ye Lai, your words on this matter don't count!" At the same time, a voice full of holy power came out from above the sky.
The ancestor demons were taken aback for a moment, and then their faces turned ashen.
Nima!
Han Changli!
You tm haven't left yet!
He is the dignified head of the holy church, he is standing still on the threshold of other people's house, do you want to lose his face?
While making complaints, I heard Han Changli say another sentence——
"Mr. Xiyi, are you awake? Hey, our family Xiao Song has become a saint."
"Oh, really? Congratulations..."
Ancestral demons: (╯° °)╯︵┻━┻
The master of the Dao Palace!
Where is your conscience?
What about your layout?
Why are you still chatting!
It's just that the Azure Dragon Emperor in Wutonglin didn't respond.
At this time, the ancestor demon who spoke later could only bite the bullet, and said via voice transmission: "Mr. Changli, there is one quota, how about this bloodline tide? The well water of our two races does not interfere with the river water?"
Han Changli's voice came slowly, but it was not to the ancestor demon, but to the old King Jing.
An ordinary ancestor demon is not worthy of Han Changli's response.
"Xiaoye, when did the Confucian sect let you make such a concession? Cut off half of the price at once? I think you are used to being rich."
"You asked for eight, just eight, not one less."
"They don't give it, we will get it ourselves!"
"The Master said: Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself. Do you remember what it means?"
Old King King nodded: "Even if you don't want something, you can't give it to others! Hall Master, I understand!"
Ancestral demons: (ノ￣д￣)ノ
What are you talking about?
Is this how you understand Zi Yue?
Is it bullying our monster race for reading less?
We all know that the coffin of Confucius will soon be overwhelmed!
…
"Little brother, do you know why the hall master rejected this proposal?" Seventh brother asked via voice transmission in Fangcun Mountain.
Chen Luo's heart shuddered, he knew that this was his brother reminding him.
"Some things, there is no room for discussion." Chen Luo said via voice transmission, "It is only superficial to instigate dissension within the human race. "
"This kind of thing, there are only zero or countless times. Once the opening is opened, it will become one of the natural choices of future generations, which will damage the enterprising spirit of our human race."
Speaking of this, Chen Luo also sighed in his heart.
He recalled his previous life. When he traveled through time, he was in an era of national destiny disputes that would last for decades.
The prosperity of the country is not achieved by others, but by fighting for it by gritting your teeth.
No one can talk to us from the qualifications of strength!
Not in the previous life, nor in this life!
"It's just that there will always be a price..." Brother Seven seemed to have thought of something, and said in a low tone.
…
In the sky, a large number of ancestor demon spirits collided in the air, and then the ancestor demon who made the suggestion at the beginning said coldly: "In that case, there is nothing to talk about."
"Let's do it according to our ability!"
Immediately, the ancestor demon stars in the sky quietly dissipated, and then, an ancestor demon appeared in various parts of the southern wilderness, and the spirit spread, covering the southern wilderness.
…
"Sure enough!" On Fangcun Mountain, Seventh Senior Brother solemnly said, "The Yaozu don't plan to wait for my human race's Confucianism to become a saint, but to directly kill and seek the Confucianism."
"Humans don't care?" Chen Luo asked puzzled.
"The tide of the bloodline is fixed: the number of ancestor demons who do it is at most twice that of the guardians of the human race, that is, six ancestor demons."
Chen Luo frowned slightly: "Why don't you have the same number as the human guardians?"
"Because the human race is united!"
Chen Luo suddenly realized: It's very reasonable.
"But this time there is a problem!" Brother Seven said again.
Chen Luo turned his head, and blurted out: "The half-sage of the Fang family!"
This is not easy!
…
At this time, in the sky, Lang Feixian yawned, turned around and said to Ding Gongya: "I'm going for a walk."
Ding Gongya nodded: "It's fine to play around, don't be too rough."
Lang Feixian smiled: "Don't worry!"
Speaking, he suddenly flew in one direction, and the three ancestor demons who blocked Langfeixian immediately moved their bodies, chasing Langfeixian relentlessly.
Lang Feixian suddenly shouted loudly: "Master! Qinglong Emperor!"
"The demon clan has dispatched three ancestor demons to deal with me!"
"You always want to uphold justice!"
All the ancestor demons were slightly taken aback: ('`;)?
Damn it, I forgot about this one.
6-3=3!
Lang Feixian held back three ancestor demons by himself!
This fairy Langfei is really annoying!
…
At this time~IndoMTL.com~Outside the Tianjue Forest, a quintessential and majestic monster aura rose into the sky.
"Thanks to everyone in the Southern Wilderness for taking care of my younger brother!"
"This is the time for me to repay the Southern Wilderness."
"Please count me in as Bai Xiao to prevent the quota of great scholars of the human race!"
A handsome figure slowly floated in the air, swallowing up the cloud of tidal luck!
－－－－－－Off topic－－－－－－
This is a normal update.
I stayed up all night yesterday, and today I had a meeting during the day, and my brain really can't keep up.
The supplementary chapter will be placed tomorrow
7017k
Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :