Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 679: Wu Dao is booming, and the ghost wind is rising
"Everyone, Ann."
"I have been to Nanhuang, traveling for three thousand miles, passing through Qingqiu and Yuyuan, and finally today, I found the treasure land of Nanhuang to spread the Dharma."
"Davari Country!"
"The family of Davari is the Xiong family. Its heart is sincere, its strength is heavy, and it has the style of Shaolin martial arts without work."
"Although there is no ingenuity of human epiphany, there is a foundation of gradual enlightenment."
"The one who listened to my preaching was the Mahayana Buddhism in "Journey to the West". The whole family rejoiced, and many people responded."
"I only sigh that I have more than enough heart but not enough strength."
"I hope all the juniors in Shaolin will work tirelessly to help me!"
"Adama!"
After writing the letter, Adamo thought about it and added another sentence——
"If you are not strong in your mind, you should walk around Qingqiu and Yuyuan, remember!"
After writing this sentence, Adama felt a little more at ease, and left his own exclusive soul imprint on it.
After finishing all this, Adamo carefully took out another wooden box from the storage order.
After Lord Hou knew about his plan, he specially asked someone to hand it over to him.
Open the wooden box, inside is a folded piece of paper. Then unfold the paper, and the three big characters on it are flying like dragons and phoenixes, exuding the majesty of the great way——
"South, Shao, Forest"
"Hou Ye, I, Adamo, will definitely live up to your expectations!" Looking at the strong characters, Adamo swore secretly in his heart.
Preach the righteous Dharma, save sentient beings, and protect the world!
A moment later, a blue bird sent a message across the sky, flying from Nanhuang to Dongcang.
…
Yuezhou.
The stretching Zuixing River has flowed from ancient times to the present, and how many talented scholars and beauties have left a period of joys and sorrows in the painting boats on the Zuixing River.
Aji... No, he should be called Xie Xiaofeng now, holding his sword and looking at the boats moored on the river, recalling his past.
Just a year ago, he was a boy on one of the painting boats, carrying pots of water for the girls and wiping the deck every day. In just one year, he has become a world-renowned martial arts talent. No matter whether he is a high-ranking member of the court or a first-class Confucian scholar, he once wanted to recruit a son-in-law, but he declined all of them.
Mother's grave is on a small island in the Drunken Star River, where dead singers are buried.
It is said to be an island, but it is actually a piece of reef, which may disappear at any time.
It's not that they can't afford a cemetery in this city, it's that the wealthy families in the city don't allow it!
Yuezhou is closely connected to Mozhou, and is deeply influenced by Fang Li. The largest wealthy family in this city is the Luo family, who is a student of the Fang family.
The head of the contemporary Luo family, known as the boat prostitute and singer, is immoral, and his body is not allowed to be buried on land.
Ridiculous!
This is Patriarch Luo, but he is a regular visitor on this Drunken Galaxy. How come you don't feel immoral when you enter a woman's bedroom?
He, Xie Xiaofeng, came back today with two purposes. The first is to move his mother's grave!
"My lord, do you want to play on a boat?" Seeing Xie Xiaofeng standing on the shore for a long time, a boatman came forward with his boat, "I can recommend something to you, my lord."
"Which **** this boat is the most beautiful, and which girl is the prettiest, we all know very well."
Xie Xiaofeng came back to his senses, turned his head slightly, looked at the boatman, and said with a smile: "Three lis of waves in front of the boat are beautiful, and three lis of plum blossoms in the back boat are beautiful. You can't play ballads on clear water, but you can taste poems better than Lu Yuanyuan. I'm right. Right?"
The boatman was stunned when he heard the words, and then he said awkwardly: "It turns out that the young master has already made up his mind, and he has found out all the four big oirans on the Drunken Star River!"
"Then it's easy to handle. If you want to go to the four boats, I will take you there without charging money."
Xie Xiaofeng smiled again, this is what he said to the boatmen back then.
It's nothing more than not taking money from the guests, and the girls on the boat will naturally give rewards afterwards, so it's still a profit
"Big brother, please take me to Miyue Island!" Xie Xiaofeng shook his head and said.
"Mianyue Island?" The boatman's face changed, "That's a place for dead people, why go there!"
Xie Xiaofeng tapped his toes, landed on the small boat, threw a piece of silver casually, and said lightly: "Sweep the grave, move the grave!"
Hearing this, the boatman didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly rowed.
…
Someone relocated the grave of the dead singer on Sleeping Moon Island!
The news spread throughout Zui Xinghe in a very short period of time.
The little girls in those boats ran to the deck one by one, looking around.
They want to know who the **** is doing this!
After all, no one wants to be buried on that piece of reef island that may not exist at any time after death!
Soon, they saw the target.
In the ordinary small boat, there is a tattered coffin, which is covered with the colorful brocade that has been prepared. Forced heroism.
"What a handsome man!" The moment a group of women saw Xie Xiaofeng, their hearts were shocked, and their faces were blushing. Only a little maid looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a puzzled expression.
However, this kind of situation made some young masters who were drinking and having fun on the boat feel sour. One of the young masters pointed at Xie Xiaofeng and shouted: "Stop the boat!"
"The corpse of a diva is immoral and not allowed to enter the city. This is the rule of my Luo family, have you heard it!"
At this point, many singers and maids cast disgusted eyes at the person who came, but they recognized that the person was a member of the Luo family, and they dared not speak out, but only looked at Xie Xiaofeng worriedly.
Xie Xiaofeng didn't even look at the opponent, he opened his hand casually and flicked, a copper coin was ejected by him, and hit the opponent directly in the chest. The disciples of the Luo family are only eighth-rank Confucian scholars, how could they withstand such an attack, they vomited blood at that time, and were overturned and disembarked directly.
"Presumptuousness!" A cold shout came from a luxurious painting boat, and then a luxuriously dressed young man looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said, "Your Excellency has your reasons for moving the grave for the singer, so I will pretend that I don't." See!"
"But you actually dare to hurt my Luo family boy!"
"Which family is it?"
Xie Xiaofeng glanced at the other party and immediately recognized the other party's identity.
The eldest son of the Luo family, Luo Yunfeng.
"It's not a child of any family, it's my mother in the coffin!"
As soon as this statement came out, all the onlookers were in an uproar.
At first, I thought it was the son of the noble family who was so angry that he became a beauty, but after a long time, he turned out to be the son of a singer!
What kind of background does a son of a singer buried in Miyue Island have!
The eyes of those women dimmed, and the little girl who was puzzled before seemed to recognize Xie Xiaofeng, with an incredulous expression on her face.
"Filial piety is commendable." Luo Yunfeng's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "I allow you to find a place outside the city to bury your mother, and then come to my Luo's house and be punished with ten sticks. Passed!"
Xie Xiaofeng turned his head and looked at Luo Yunfeng. After a while, he spoke softly and said the greeting that he often heard in Dongcang City——
"Stupid, crazy!"
"Presumptuous!" Luo Yunfeng frowned, and immediately pointed at Xie Xiaofeng. Suddenly, a voice of poetry resounded, and a green spear shot at Xie Xiaofeng.
"Aji, be careful!" The little maid finally couldn't hold back and shouted out.
Hearing the little maid's shout, Xie Xiaofeng was taken aback for a moment, followed the sound, and didn't care about the upright spear at all.
Finally, he found the little maid who was interested in him in the crowd, smiled lightly, raised the other at will, waved it casually like chasing flies, and the spear condensed by the fifth-grade master immediately collapsed. Spread out.
At this time, the others also heard the little servant girl's cry, and suddenly, many people's minds rang out that handsome servant girl who had disappeared for a year.
Fantuan explore book
"Sisters, I'm Aji!" Xie Xiaofeng laughed, "Today I moved the tomb of my mother first, and I will move the tombs of other aunts on the island one by one in the future. In the future, there will be no more sleeping moons." Island!"
"As for Luofu, it's bullshit!"
As soon as this remark came out, all the guests were shocked, and many women saluted together, saying: "Brother Aji, thank you!"
At this moment, a burst of spring thunder came, engulfing the coercion of the great Confucianism.
"What a big tone!"
"I know you, Aji!"
"East Cangcheng Martial Dao Tianjiao, the top ten of Jiange."
"But do you think you are Chen Luo!"
"Today, the old man will suppress you and let Dongcang City come over to lead people! Let you know what rules are!"
During the speech, two blue lights flew towards Zui Xinghe.
At this time, on the Drunken Star River, because of the sudden coercion of the Great Confucianism, the river was churning, and all the people were holding on to the railing. But in the turmoil, only the boat remained motionless.
The boatman looked at Xie Xiaofeng in surprise. He was manipulating the boat, so he could sense that there seemed to be an anchor holding the boat firmly.
"Ah... Mr. Aji, do you want to jump off the boat?"
Xie Xiaofeng smiled slightly: "No need!"
He looked at the two blue rainbows flying towards him, and raised his eyebrows.
"One of the second grade and one of the third grade, it seems that the Luo family still has some background!"
"Try the sword with you!"
Speaking, Xie Xiaofeng held the hilt of the sword, and in the eyes of the boatman, it seemed that there was a colorful figure behind Xie Xiaofeng, whose movements were exactly the same as his, but in the blink of an eye, only Xie Xiaofeng was seen.
Xie Xiaofeng drew his sword "slowly".
It gives the feeling that it is slow, but in fact, the drawing of the sword is as fast as the wind.
A gust of wind blew from Xie Xiaofeng's body out of thin air, blowing away the coercion exerted by the great Confucian of the Luo family on Zuixinghe.
No one at the scene saw clearly how the sword was stabbed out. They just saw drops of Zui Xinghe's water being sucked into the air, and then condensed into a water sword, and then the water sword moved towards the two Qing Hong resigned.
The family, country, and world of a great Confucian of the third rank will collapse at the first touch;
Afterwards, the two streaks of green rainbows stopped abruptly, and then streaks of blood bloomed from their bodies. The two lofty Luo Family Confucians fell directly from the sky, and fell into the Drunken Galaxy with two thumps.
Xie Xiaofeng returned the sword to the sheath, and said to himself: "No, this move can't defeat Brother Ji!"
Afterwards, he raised his head again, looked towards several places in the city exuding the aura of Confucianism, and said coldly: "I thank someone for relocating the grave on Mianyue Island!"
"Whoever refuses to accept, you can find me in Daqing Mountain, thirty miles outside the city!"
"Below the second rank, don't come to die!"
After speaking, the boat has stopped on the shore. Xie Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to grab it, and put the coffin on his shoulders.
He stepped onto the shore, opened his mouth suddenly, and the sound was like a bell—
"From tomorrow onwards, I will set up the Shenjian Villa in the green hills in the south of the city, accept disciples and teach the way."
"Belong to the lineage of Dongcang Martial Academy!"
After speaking, Xie Xiaofeng carried the coffin and walked out of the city step by step!
This is the second thing he has to do, and it is also what many martial arts students will do after leaving Dongcang—
Promote martial arts!
…
Night falls, wild sky.
The moon in the wild sky is not as bright as the moon in the world, but it has a special charm. The cold moonlight fell, shining on the city wall that seemed to be built of white jade, casting a long moon shadow.
Tisuo City, the place where the blood of the barbarian moon mother, the Tesuo family, is located.
In the middle of the city, stands the magnificent Moon Worship Palace. The entire palace seems to resonate with the wild moon, exuding moonlight halos.
In the Temple of the Moon Mother, the saint Lamia of the Titus Department looked at the gentle statue of the Moon Mother, knelt down devoutly, and then waved her hand gently. At the foot of the statue, an entrance leading to the ground suddenly appeared. Lamia stood up and walked into the downward space. When her figure was fully entered, the entrance closed again, as if nothing had happened.
Lamia walked down the steps step by step. After walking for an unknown amount of time, she finally stepped on a flat ground. She raised her head. Not far from this underground secret room, there was a man with the same face as her. Six to seven points similar to the stunning woman, but this time her face is haggard. Both of her shoulders were pierced by sharp bone spears and nailed to the wall.
Hearing the movement, she raised her head, looked at Lamia, and forced a smile on her face.
"Lamia, good evening."
Lamia walked up to her, raised her head slightly, looked at her, and said with a smile, "How do you know it's night?"
"Because only when the Moon Mother's brilliance is at its peak, will the Manji Temple's surveillance of us be blocked, and you dare to come to see me." The other party said softly.
"I have three news to tell you." Lamia didn't worry about other issues, and went straight to the topic, "There is news from the human race."
"The white ink of the monster clan that you once wanted to unite with was actually Chen Luo." Lamia stared at the other party and said seriously, "That is to say, from the very beginning, you chased the wrong target. At that time , Chen Luo has already entered the southern wasteland, and Chen Luo in Daxuan is a cover released by the bamboo forest."
"You will never succeed, Yujia!" Lamia said heavily!
Yujia!
That's right, the woman nailed to the wall is the barbarian Yujia who sneaked into Daxuan to assassinate Chen Luo!
It's just that she was inexplicably attracted by Daxuan's storytelling and opera, which delayed her pursuit. Later, she managed to find "Chen Luo", but was almost caught!
"No wonder..." Yujia nodded, "I drive the secret technique, which is comparable to a first-grade one. The killing blow was actually blocked by that 'Chen Luo', and he almost captured me. It seems that the person who pretended to be Chen Luo at that time It must be one of his senior brothers."
Yujia smiled bitterly.
After the first assassination failed, she lay in ambush outside the bamboo forest and waited for another chance, but "Chen Luo" seemed to be stuck in the bamboo forest and never came out again.
Until her transformation technique was about to fail and she had to leave, she never saw Chen Luo again.
It turned out that at that time, he had already gained a great reputation in the Southern Wilderness.
After returning to Titu City, she realized that because of her failure, Emperor Man was dissatisfied and the Luna Department suffered a huge blow.
In order to punish herself, she took the initiative to choose the punishment with two spears.
"The second thing is that the tower bone has become a god." Lamia continued, "The Barbarian God Palace lost a yang god, and the tower bone was successfully sealed!"
"The Emperor Mantian recognized Ta Gu as his righteous brother, and the Palace Master of Manshen Palace officially accepted Ta Gu as his disciple."
Yu Jia heard the words, but did not speak.
"The third thing, Tagu proposed marriage to me." Lamia said again.
Yujia's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a hint of anger in her tone: "The goddess serves the mother of the moon and never marries for life. This is an ancient rule!"
"Man Emperor! Man Shing Palace! Man Sacrifice Hall! Are they even ignoring these etiquette now?"
Lamia shook his head lightly: "The dispute between the sun and the moon is a hidden danger after all."
Yujia looked at Lamia: "What do you say?"
"I agree! This is the only way to let them loosen some pressure on the tyranny department." Lamiya still smiled lightly, "But the rule of not marrying a goddess cannot be changed."
"I will step down as a goddess and marry a tower bone!"
"Yujia, you are me. I will leave the brilliance of the mother of the moon and walk into the big tent of the tower bone with only my own body!"
"Next, the Moon God Tribe will rely on you."
Yujia was silent for a moment, and said with difficulty: "I am you!"
"I can go instead of you!"
Lamia shook his head, and his body floated to the same level as Yujia, raised his hand, and lightly tapped Yujia's forehead.
"The goddess is you, my sister!" Lamia's fingertips shone with soft moonlight, and Yujia wanted to struggle, but finally closed her eyes slowly and passed out.
Immediately, with a flick of Lamia's finger, the two spears pinned to Yujia suddenly collapsed. Lamia supported Yujia, hugged him horizontally, and walked towards the secret room...
…
"So, there shouldn't be a winter battle this year?" On Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo looked at Cheng Nansong, the new soldier who came to Fangcun Mountain just after taking office, and asked in confusion.
According to Cheng Nansong, under the barbarian sky, the Ilisa Khan tribe in the tower bone has basically been divided up, but then, more important competition will start.
That is to be able to rise and become the eighth Khan to replace the Ilisa Khan!
This involves the barbarian luck and the mechanism that the barbarians have operated for tens of millions of years. It has to be fought, even the barbarian palace, the barbarian temple, or the noble barbarian emperor cannot stop it.
"The tower bone seems to be a god." Chen Luo thought of the tower bone that escaped halfway during the tide in the southern wasteland, and asked doubtfully, "Can't we reorganize the Yilisa Khan?"
"Since you are a god, you can no longer meddle in the affairs of the Ministry of Khan." Cheng Nansong said seriously, "However, it is difficult to say whether it is secretly supporting a certain force."
"But the rest of the tribes fighting for sweat will also have the support of the gods or sacrifices behind them."
"There may be small-scale harassment, but a battle like last year will not happen until the Eighth Khan is confirmed."
Chen Luo frowned, and said, "Can't we take this opportunity to send troops out of the sky?"
Cheng Nansong smiled when he heard the words: "When the old man took office, the government and the Chinese debated this issue for a long time."
"In the end, Prime Minister Han made the final decision."
"Right now, although my Daxuan's luck has greatly increased, but my background is still shallow, and I can advance three thousand miles to the battlefield at most. It will be difficult to move forward."
"Furthermore, when I, Daxuan, send troops, it will make the barbarians wake up, put aside the fight and fight against our army."
"Instead of doing this, it's better to take this opportunity to develop steadily. After all, time is mine."
Speaking of this, Cheng Nansong looked at Chen Luo with satisfaction: "Wait for your martial arts to be great, wait for the generals of the military academy to grow into talents, and wait for the warriors to spread all over the world..."
"At that time, we may be able to surpass Linhuang's great achievements!"
Listening to Cheng Nansong's words, Chen Luo had a strange expression on his face.
Beyond my uncle?
This one seems a bit difficult.
He is now in the Netherworld, planning to create the Nether Avenue.
"What? Is there a problem?" Seeing that Chen Luo's expression seemed to be full of stories, Cheng Nansong smiled and said, "Young man, it's better to be arrogant and unrestrained!"
Chen Luo shook his head: "No, Cheng Xiang, that's not the problem."
"What's that?"
Chen Luo opened his mouth and said, "It's about Netherworld, don't talk about it!"
Cheng Nansong: (￣ェ￣;)
You little friend, do you want to follow His Majesty's example?
Cheng Nansong stood up: "Okay, it's time to go back to the Weiwu Mansion. Since you have something to do in Nether, the military affairs of Fangcun Mountain are under the jurisdiction of the Weiwu Mansion. Do you have any opinions?"
Chen Luo naturally shook his head: "That's Fang Cunshan's luck."
"That's good." Cheng Nansong opened his mouth again, intending to talk to Chen Luo about the Dharma, but remembering that Han Qingzhu told him that Chen Luo may not be able to return to the Netherworld this time, so don't Don't disturb him with such things as Faxiang.
No, what do you mean by "things like Faxiang"!
So Cheng Nansong swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder: "After all, you are a human being, so do your best with the Netherworld."
"Come back early after finishing the task at hand, there are still important things to arrange for you."
Chen Luo blinked, thinking it was the encouragement of the elders, he quickly smiled and said: "Okay, don't worry, I will come back as soon as I finish."
"Yeah!" Cheng Nansong nodded slightly, turned and left.
After sending Cheng Nansong away, Chen Luo felt relieved.
I moved Fangcun Mountain to the northern border, so I always have to consider the war in the northern border.
It still takes time for warriors in the world to grow.
This time I climbed up and updated four chapters, which resulted in a bit of time to stay, and my soul felt tired, so it's time to go down.
Called Mastiff Lingling, and arranged for his "retreat", Chen Luo manipulated the wooden body back to the bed, lay down on the bed again, and closed his eyes.
…
Ghost.
In the palace, Lin Huang, who was resting on the bed, suddenly frowned and opened his eyes.
She sat up, and behind her was a phantom of a phoenix flickering.
"Is this... the breath of heaven?"
Emperor Lin got up, walked outside the bedroom, looked at the western sky, and a bright galaxy appeared in his eyes.
"Use the power of heaven and Buddhism to lead the power of heaven into the nether world?" Linhuang murmured, "What do you want to do in Bailian Pure Land?"
Suddenly, Lin Huang's expression changed: "Ancient Heaven!"
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Linhuang snorted coldly, and then turned his gaze back to the direction of Fengdu Palace.
"God's will?"
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