Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 761: Daomen: Where did a King Kong Zhuo my size go?

Looking forward, looking forward to.

The latest issue of "Da Xuan Min Daily" has finally reached Nanhuang.

However, whether it was Qingqiu, Yuyuan, or other demon clan who had the authority to copy and copy, they all ceded the "Daxuan Minbao" to Qingqing Grassland immediately.

No way, the price given by the Qingniu clan is too high.

Anyway, everyone already knows that this time, the blood of the Heavenly Dao is from the cattle clan, so each demon clan can leave a few copies for the Great Sage to see. Late, anyway, only a day or two delay.

Make money first.

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Green grassland.

The ancestral land of the Niu tribe, Niulan Mountain.

Two days ago, the ancestral demon cowhide returned from the Taoist Palace and brought the news that the Taoist sect gave the cattle a chance to fight against the sky, and the entire Niulan Mountain was boiling.

Originally, they knew that it was impossible to go to Taoist Cave for a turn.

They just look familiar, not really stupid!

However, whether to mention it or not is a matter of attitude.

After all, they are foreigners, and they are always separated from the Taoist gate.

Some conditions must be raised from time to time to make Daomen feel that the cattle must rely on them, and they can also control the cattle.

Small conditions are not enough, they are easy to meet when they are mentioned, and they will be seen to be playing with their hearts.

Just mention that big condition, the kind that is definitely something they need, but the Daomen can't meet for a while, and they don't fight for it after they mention it, and just let the Daomen get away with it.

Just set the angry cow to stand.

Perfect.

But I didn't expect that this time I routinely maintained the cattle design, and there were unexpected gains.

Fantastic opportunity!

What could it be?

When it comes to their attitude towards their own people, the Taoist and Confucian gangs have different hearts. They are a master who spit and nails!

If they say there is a chance, there must be a chance; if they say splashing the sky, it must be splashing!

Otherwise, where would they put their face?

Otherwise, it would be too much trouble to explain!

So a group of Senfeng Great Sages squatted on the mountain fan of Niulan Mountain, looking up at the sky.

Wait for the chance to fall.

As a result, the opportunity did not fall from the sky, but the news of the opportunity came to my ears.

The master of martial arts, the master of all demons, Chen Luo, finally wrote a cow in "Journey to the West"!

Heavenly blood, cattle!

This... how embarrassing this is.

The gift hasn't been delivered yet!

Speaking of which, the Qingniu family did not send envoys to Zhongjing. After all, they followed the Taoist sect. If they were confused with the Confucian sect, it would be difficult to handle.

So this news was only learned through other demon clans, so it was a little late.

However, at this point in time, Chen Luo wrote down the Niu Clan. Was it the Daomen who made the effort?

Could it be that this is the chance that the Daomen said about throwing the sky?

To tell the truth, they recognized it by chance, but for the cattle tribe, the saying that it can be said to be in the sky is not enough in the desolate bone realm, at least it must be in the desolate vein realm!

Thinking of this, the entire Niulan Mountain suddenly became excited again. Oh, it's really cool!

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Tiger Mountain.

In the palace, a space fluctuated and oscillated. Feng Nanzhi looked away from the document in his hand and looked in the direction of the space oscillating. Soon, the leader of the secret guard came out of it.

"Your Majesty, this is the latest issue of "Da Xuan Min News"." Having said that, the leader of the secret guard presented the newspaper he had just purchased from the Terran.

"Put it down!" Feng Nanzhi said lightly.

"Yes!" The leader of the secret guard put the newspaper on Feng Nanzhi's table, bowed, then retreated into the space and disappeared.

Sensing that the other party had left, Feng Nanzhi quickly put down the document in her hand, picked up the newspaper eagerly, and looked at it carefully.

"The Green Bull Clan?"

After reading a few paragraphs, Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly when he realized that the bloodline of the Heavenly Dao this time was from the Qingniu family.

The Qingniu clan is very powerful. They lead the sheep clan, deer clan, and rhinoceros clan. Their bloodline can follow the tide of wild times. Gai Niu, Qi Niu, Ao Yin, and Zhuan Ling are all famous monsters, especially It is the origin of the bloodline, the ancestor of the Qingniu Niu, that is the existence that competes with the five spirits.

At the end of the Human-Monster War, the Yaozu fled into the Southern Wilderness. The Niu Clan had already taken refuge with the Human Race, but they entered the Southern Wilderness together. Together with the Elephant Clan supported by Buddhism at that time, they became the biggest nail for the Human Race to be buried in the Southern Wilderness.

Don't look at the cattle clan now, but the sheep clan and deer clan are the richest races in the Southern Wilderness, and the rhino clan can also stay at the end of the top ten strong clans.

They are a pair of gloves of the cow race!

Among the "threat forces" set within the Tiger Clan, the Niu Clan is well-known on the list.

"Should you continue to strengthen the Niu clan and restrict our clan?" Feng Nanzhi sighed softly.

There's nothing wrong with this, build power and deal with potential threats from your own race, as any qualified race at the helm will do.

Especially the **** bulls of Wannian are worth investing in.

To tell the truth, the human race is not without the secret support of the tiger clan, but the Confucian sect is suppressed by the holy way.

But in Feng Nanzheng's heart, a mass of undisguised loss finally rose.

Race comes first, personal feelings really don't matter.

Feng Nanzhi continued to look back, but at the end, when she talked about the origin of Qingniu Jing, her somewhat lost mood was lifted again.

"This green bull essence is for the guardian of the child..."

Feng Nanzhi's heart moved, and a smile appeared on her face.

Books of red dust, linked to the heavens, and evolved the blood of the heavens.

Every word recognized by the Tao of Heaven has an inner reason.

For example, the Banjiao Qingniu in this book, since it was written as the mount of the Taishang Laojun, and finally surrendered by the Taishang Laojun, it means that this bloodline is restrained by the Taoist sect.

And Chen Luo wrote in the book that the green bull essence was arranged to protect the Taoist boy, who in turn used the diamond carving as a magic weapon to protect his body. In other words, this Banjiao Qingniu bloodline can't hurt the Lord of Vajra Zhuo!

Even born with blood closeness.

To do this, it is definitely not as simple as writing a book, and may even use the power of your own blood.

Feng Nanzhi looked down at her lower abdomen, and a trace of envy appeared in the depths of her eyes.

"Alright."

"After all, your father still has a little conscience, and still thinks of you..."

…

At this moment, Wei Wei Dao Palace.

Chen Xiyi held the latest "Da Xuan Min Daily" silently.

Zhang Wumeng continued to count with his fingers in his sleeves, and finally frowned and looked at Chen Xiyi: "Master, this disciple can only deduce that the bloodline of this Banjiao Qingniu is not lower than that of the Desolate Vein!"

"As for where the limit is, it cannot be deduced."

"Isn't the chance we have for the Qingniu clan a little too big this time!"

Chen Xiyi sighed softly: "The limit is the desolate soul realm!"

"However, if you want to reach the Desolate Soul Realm, you must enter my Dao Sect and have a soul fusion with a certain Dao Venerable of my Dao Sect. Only through the Dao Sect Ziyan can you enter the Desolate Soul Realm!"

"If you practice on your own, the Desolate Vein is the limit."

"In the future, there will be cattle ancestors who can cultivate into the desolate soul realm, and they can be regarded as cattle of my Taoism."

"The meat is still rotten in the pot, it's not a loss!"

Zhang Wumeng was overjoyed when she heard the words, looked at Chen Xiyi again, and asked inexplicably, "Since this is the case, it's a good thing, why is the master so depressed?"

Chen Xiyi rubbed his brows.

"Pin Dao clearly sensed the fluctuations in the rules of heaven!"

"Looks like a new rule and treasure is born!"

"Judging from the article, it is the Taoist leader Taishang Laojun's diamond in this book!"

"This should be the treasure of Taoism!"

"How could such a big King Kong peck disappear?"

"Why can't the poor sense it?"

Zhang Wumeng was stunned for a moment and said, "Maybe the power is too strong, so it's condensed and not visible at the moment."

"Never mind! Just ask that kid next time." Chen Xiyi waved his whisk, and then brought up another topic, "I called you today because I have something for you to do!"

"Chen Luo first opened the Taoist martial arts, and then opened the Earth Immortal Dao, and now he has sent Qingniu a top bloodline, which is really great for my Taoism!"

"Some treasures are really hard to come by."

"Pin Dao has the intention to let him in the name of Dixian Dao, lead a Taoist sect to prepare the authority of the palace master, but he is afraid that the Confucian gang will be very annoying."

"After much deliberation, I can only start with other methods."

Zhang Wumeng looked solemn and nodded, "Mmmm, what are you going to do, Master?"

"Didn't his sister Chen Ying enter my Taoist school?" Chen Xiyi said, "I worship the great Tian Shi Qingwei as my teacher. His lineage was created by my senior brother, Da Guanzi."

Zhang Wumeng nodded: "Master is right, considering the seniority, Qingwei is your disciple and grandson."

Chen Xiyi continued: "Then Chen Ying has already cultivated to the yin and yang realm, and there are not many places where Qingwei can protect."

"When you go to Shouyang Mountain, you say that Pindao wants to teach Chen Xuan personally!"

Zhang Wumeng rolled his eyes and looked at Chen Xiyi: "Master, do you teach yourself?"

"Hahahaha, I'll leave it to you of course!" Chen Xiyi smiled proudly, "Otherwise, Pindao will teach you what these disciples do!"

Zhang Wumeng nodded helplessly.

Just know that!

"The blessed land of the Taoist ancestor can let Chen Pu go in to practice." Chen Xiyi added another sentence.

This sentence really shocked Zhang Wumeng, and he rejected the Qingniu clan before because of this.

"It's not the same!" Seemingly seeing Zhang Wumeng's thoughts, Chen Xiyi said lightly, "Although there is a relationship with Chen Luo, Chen Ying can practice so quickly with just a trace of Dao rhyme. There are other reasons."

"It's not a loss to let her enter the Taoist cave!"

Hearing Chen Xiyi's words, Zhang Wumeng did not continue to ask, but got up and bowed, flicked his sleeves, and disappeared into the Taoist palace.

And Chen Xiyi slowly closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep again, but whispered softly in his mouth: "Tai Shang...... Sanqing...... Zixiao Palace......"

Chen Xiyi yawned.

"Ah one by one" Chen Luo also yawned in the mansion of Duke Anguo.

I didn't expect that it would be so exhausting to write King Kong Zhuo with blood essence. It's been four days, and I still feel tired.

Fortunately, there is only one bloodline right now.

Sister Six is ​​right. Before ten thousand miles, you can't lose Yuan Yang, or just writing companion treasures for Xiao Huizi will exhaust this old ginseng to death.

However, "Journey to the West" can be put on hold for a while, and the Legal Newspaper will come to urge the draft again, asking for the draft of "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness".

"Another day..." Chen Luo looked at Cheng Diefei, who had come to urge the draft, and said softly, "The energy is a little weak, so take a rest."

Cheng Diefei lowered his head and said, "Zhu Guo said another day, so naturally it can only be another day."

"It's a big deal, but the butterfly will fly back, let the editor-in-chief Wei reprimand it!"

"From now on, I will not dare to urge Zhuguo or enter this Anguo Gongfu."

Chen Luo rubbed his brows, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The explosion of "A Dream of Red Mansions" was naturally expected by Chen Luo, but he didn't expect it to be so popular.

Especially those Miss Wen Xiu, who are now competing for their popularity, and even speaking, they have begun to form a "red mansion", and now Yi Ran has become a fashion.

"I write! I write!"

Seeing Luo Hongnu pouring tea and tea, and hearing Cheng Diefei's words, there was a suspicious look in his eyes. Chen Luo quickly said to Cheng Diefei, "Tell me well!"

Cheng Diefei heard the words, and then raised his head and smiled: "That Diefei is waiting for Zhuguo's manuscript in the editorial department!

"Chen Luo sighed: "Okay!"

Cheng Diefei then jumped away, Chen Luo looked at Luo Hongnu and sighed: "She was learning to speak from "A Dream of Red Mansions".

Luo Hongnu smiled softly: "You don't need to explain to the slave, it's the wrong time for the slave to come."

"If I had known she was here, I would not have come!"

Chen Luo: ! ! !

Enough of you!

Luo Hong Nupi took a moment, then straightened her face and said, "Young Master, the entire Wenchang Pavilion is looking for Cao Xueqin. Would you like to have a breath with Wen Xiang and say hello?"

When Chen Luo heard this, he scratched his head again.

"With that said, don't they have a place to urge the update?"

"No, no!"

"Until the last minute, I will never lose my vest!"

"Never!"

Talk about it, talk about it, and make trouble.

No joke about updates.

Chen Luo still locked himself in the study, and prepared some manuscripts for "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" and "A Dream of Red Mansions".

And time, just like this day by day.

…

Mozhou, Qingyuan County.

The snake-like Xunyuan River flows eastward from the Qingyuan County, and finally merges into the blue sea.

Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water to drink water, the Xunyuan River supports the population of 100,000 in Qingyuan County.

At this time, outside Qingyuan County, the lights were dotted, and countless people carrying lanterns were searching for something in the mountains and plains. Among them, there were constantly Confucian masters who used Confucianism to explore the surroundings.

Above the tower, the county magistrate wearing a seventh-grade official uniform stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene, silent.

"Sir Fang..." An aide beside the magistrate said, "The bias is dignified and righteous. Waiting for me to do this is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and I hope the magistrate will think twice!"

The county magistrate surnamed Fang glanced at the aide and said indifferently, "This county has done nothing, think twice."

After speaking, he looked out of the city again: "There are bad girls and innocent thieves in the city. This big family spontaneously assists the government and arrests criminals. It's only natural, what's the problem?"

Speaking, the county magistrate held the official hat on his head in his hand: "But Chen Zhuguo taught us that it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes when an official is not in charge of the people."

He suddenly shook his hand, and the official hat in his hand fell under the city gate.

The county magistrate glanced at the city gate and sighed: "Oh, I didn't hold it firmly, it fell."

"It's just a hat."

At this moment, the sound of a spell battle suddenly came from the crowd in the distance, and then the sound dissipated, and the sound of everyone's excitement came out.

The county magistrate surnamed Fang yawned: "Looks like I've caught it!"

"Go back, I'm sleepy!"

…

Qingyuan County, Zhoufu.

The dripping water dripped down the cage. In this water cage, a man was naked and trapped in the iron cage. Outside the cage, a middle-aged man looked at the identity token in his hand.

"Six doors in the biased place, beat the man, Zheng Feng!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "Master Zheng, my Zhou family has always been a family of poetry and books, but the village husband is a little more talkative. How did you get me here?"

"Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Bah!" Zheng Feng spat out a mouthful of sleep foam and said, "You guys are too embarrassed to say poetry and rituals."

"Collaborating with Suizun, in the name of etiquette, will save lives!"

"Excluding other holy ways, only the Confucian scholars here are allowed to learn the way of Fang Li!"

"Now imprison the court officials!"

"These are all big sins!"

"Don't say you are a Qingyuan Zhou family, even your direct line family can't afford it!"

The head of the Zhou family shook his head gently: "Master Zheng, you said that, it's hard for me to do it!"

"In this way, you hand over the evidence you have collected."

"Tell me the identities of the other people who are with you." "Not too many, two people are enough!"

"My Zhou family, would like to have a wife, how about that?"

"Hahahaha..." Zheng Feng sneered twice, "If you want to kill, kill, why bother!"

"I was born in a poor family, and since I was a child, I saw that you, the sons and daughters of the noble family who are sane, male thieves and female prostitutes, are not subject to the restrictions!"

"The gods are pitiful, they sent Chen Zhuguo to deal with you human assholes!"

"You will kill me if you have the guts. Believe it or not, you will lie under that blue sky tomorrow!"

"Chen Zhuguo will not let you go!"

Hearing Zheng Feng's words, the head of the Zhou family showed a slight hint of fear on his face, but then turned fierce again.

"But let you take your things back, we also have no good end!"

"Chen Zhuguo is a big man, and big people naturally have big people to deal with."

"I can deal with you!"

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and suddenly the waist-high water in the cage flew out into a ball and shot into Zheng Feng's nostrils.

"Cough cough cough..." Zheng Feng coughed violently.

"Ask you, the information, or not?"

"You...cough...cough... dreaming!"

"Stubborn!" The head of the Zhou family waved his hand again, and the water suddenly began to heat up, emitting a trace of heat.

"Think about it, or your legs will be cooked!"

Zheng Feng was not afraid at all, raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha..."

"Obstained Qing......cough......the mountain does not relax, and the root is in the broken....the rock."

"Thousands of hardships and tens of thousands of blows will pay off.... tenacity, Ren Er......the east, west, north and south winds!"

"Zheng Feng, do you really think that I dare not kill you?" the Zhou family patriarch said angrily. Hearing Chen Luo's poems at this time made him feel turbulent.

Zheng Feng gritted his teeth, endured the burning sensation from his lower limbs, and continued to recite in a low voice—

"Thousands of hammers and ten thousand chisels.... out of the deep mountains, blazing fire.... burning.... if you take it easy."

"I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces.... I want to keep my innocence.... cough.... in the world!"

"Bastard, I'll break your Confucianism first!" The Zhou family patriarch suddenly attacked and Zheng Feng spat out a mouthful of green blood. He raised his head and looked at the Zhou family patriarch. Evil, but this time, instead of reciting poetry, he hummed a little tune.

"There is a... Bao Qingtian in Kaifeng..."

"Iron face...selfless...discrimination of loyal and traitor..."

"The hero of the rivers and lakes....comes to help..."

"Dynasty and Horse..."

The sound gets weaker and weaker, until it disappears completely.

"Patriarch, he's fainted!" A family member of the Zhou family stepped forward to check Zheng Feng, who was holding his head, and raised his head to say to the Patriarch of the Zhou family.

"Humph!" The head of the Zhou family waved his sleeves, "Let's go and ask other families if they have anything to gain."

After all, the Zhou family head left the water prison with a group of Zhou family members.

The tick-tock water dripped down the cage. I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a swimmer appeared in the waist-deep water in the cage. Then, a figure emerged from the water.

A long beard and a mouse tail sticking out of the water.

Rat demon!

The rat demon patted Zheng Feng's face~IndoMTL.com~ and softly called out, "Sir? Sir?"

Zheng Feng still did not respond, the rat demon took out a small box from his arms, opened the box, and there was a green pill in it.

The rat demon opened Zheng Feng's mouth and stuffed the pill into it. After a while, Zheng Feng woke up leisurely.

"You are..."

"My lord, I am an undercover detective of the Seventh Grade. Mr. Hai has instructed us to go out and covert with the fighters to find out the evidence!"

Said, the rat demon showed his official seal.

Zheng Feng was overjoyed when he saw the official seal, and said softly, "I put the evidence in..."

"You don't have to tell me, sir!" The rat demon quickly stopped Zheng Feng, "I'll save you now, and you should present the evidence to Lord Hai yourself!"

After speaking, the rat demon shook its body and turned into a big brown mouse, straightened its teeth, and began to gnaw at the iron chains that bound Zheng Feng...

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