Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 838: 108,000, finally back to the East!

As all the phantom images of the Buddhist scriptures fell into Chen Luo's soul, the Zen-Buddha Avenue shook for a moment, and everything returned to calm. Along with the light on the manuscript, it also dimmed, and fell on the desk again, returning to its original state.

Chen Luo raised his head and looked up. Although he was separated from the roof, he could feel that Tiandao didn't seem to express anything.

"That's it?"

Chen Luo thought that there would be some big move, but he didn't expect that after planning for such a long time, there was not even a thunder.

"Over there..." Chen Luo closed his eyes, sensed the status of his avatar, and learned that the Buddha's light was overflowing in the central whirling pure land, especially Dizang, which showed the Buddha's dharma appearance.

But that's all, no further action.

Chen Luo frowned slightly: I have obtained all the scriptures, what else do I want?

Could it be...

Afterwards, Chen Luo sighed lightly.

The four masters and apprentices are still in the 80s, and they are still one difficulty away from "Ninety-nine Return to True", and "Journey to the West" is still two chapters away from the end!

The function of this scripture can only be seen after writing it all, right?

God, you are really stuck!

OK, I'll write!

I can always write!

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At the same time that Chen Luo was writing "Journey to the West" in a hurry, Nanhuang, Weihushan.

Feng Bugui looked at Feng Feifei and frowned slightly.

"Retreat?"

"I remember that Nanzhi just left the seclusion not long ago, why did he retreat again?"

Feng Feifei said calmly: "Azhi felt the blood pulse hit, so he decided to retreat again."

Feng Bugui stood up and walked towards Feng Feifei slowly, releasing the aura all over his body, causing turmoil in the space around him.

Feng Feifei is fully alert, she senses that Feng Bugui's cultivation seems to have taken a step further.

"You...arrived in the Bone Desolation Realm?" Feng Feifei showed a horrified look on his face. You must know that Feng Bugui was promoted to the Ancestral Demon and entered the First Ancestor Realm a few months ago. How could he step into the Desolation so quickly? Bone?

Four Realms of the Ancestral Demon: First Ancestor, Desolate Bone, Desolate Vein, and Desolate Soul.

Don't look at when Chen Luo wrote Journey to the West before, it seemed that only the Desolate Soul Realm was valuable, but now in Nanhuang, about 60% of the ancestor demons are still in the First Ancestor Realm.

After all, what Chen Luo wrote was about bloodline potential, and how much can be exchanged depends on everyone's fortune.

Even Feng Feifei is considered the pride of the Tiger Clan, Fengbugui is not close to a Jiazi when he is old, and he is only a barren bone after practicing so far.

In all fairness, if there is no Feng Nanzhi, Feng Bugui can indeed be called the first genius of the Tiger Clan in thousands of years.

"The bloodline road before Huanghun, to me, is like walking on a plain." Feng Bugui stood still in front of Feng Feifei, and said: "Feng Feifei, you are teaching Nanzhi's practice."

"At this time last year, she was already the pinnacle saint."

"With such a noble bloodline, why haven't you stepped into the ancestral realm yet?"

"Why do you retreat over and over again?"

"Is it because you didn't teach well? Or is there something wrong with her?"

Facing Feng's question of not returning, Feng Feifei's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Every practice has a predestined relationship."

"The goal of Nanzhi is not to advance to the ancestor demon, but to become an emperor demon beyond the past!"

"Before the ancestral realm, be cautious, there is no harm!"

Fengbuguiyantong shrinks slightly, then returns to his seat and sits down again: "I know that the white tiger is not complete."

"The elders suggested that Nan Zhi and I will double cultivate after the Ancestral Demon Realm. For her, it is a good thing for the Tiger Clan."

"I will never let her down."

"She was brought up by that fox in Qingqiu since she was a child, so she has a purer mind."

"You can persuade me once or twice on weekdays."

Feng Feifei snorted lightly, but did not reply.

He didn't care if the wind didn't return. With a wave of his hand, there was an extra porcelain bottle in his hand.

Feng Bugui threw the porcelain vase to Feng Feifei and said, "There are twelve drops of ancestor demon blood in it, which I got from hunting other ancestor demons these days."

"It's all the blood that is suitable for the blood of the white tiger. It can be regarded as my apology for the dispute in the stone palace last time!"

"When you come to find me again when she advances, I will force a drop of Qiongqi's blood to guide her and help her advance!"

Feng Feifei accepted the porcelain bottle and nodded: "I will tell her."

Feng Bugui looked at Feng Feifei again, and said, "Nanzhi...she is not in retreat in the ancestral land."

Feng Feifei chuckled lightly, but did not respond.

Feng Bugui narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded after a while: "If you have any questions, come to Yihu to find me."

"It's inconvenient for the other elders to make a move, I don't have any worries about my return!"

After speaking, Feng Bugui stood up, waved the cloak behind him, and walked out of the stone hall.

Looking at Feng Bugui's back, Feng Feifei's expression turned serious, holding the porcelain bottle containing the blood of the ancestor demon for a long time, he sighed deeply, and his figure disappeared in place.

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"Take it away, I don't want it!" In Chaoyunzu Xingzhong, Feng Nanzhi didn't even look at the porcelain vase, and said calmly, "I am a dignified empress, when will I need him to offer treasures!"

"If I really need essence and blood, Chen Luo will also do it for me... Hmph, I don't even need his. When will it be my turn?"

Feng Feifei had no choice but to put away the porcelain bottle of essence and blood, watched Feng Nanzhi "clumsily" cutting the baby's clothes, and shook his head.

"I will buy these things..."

"It's different!" Feng Nanzhi took a look at the small clothes he sewed, and said softly, "Mother must make your child's first clothes."

It's just the little baby clothes, which have nothing to do with aesthetics at all. It's probably the shape of two pieces of clothes and then stitched together.

Embroidering flowers and plants is too troublesome, Feng Nanzhi directly sealed some plants and trees into it.

Feng Feifei handed Feng Nanzhi a cup of psychic liquid, and said, "It's just... how can you be sure that the little guy was born with a human form?"

Feng Nanzhi:?(°?°)?

"That's right! She is my Feng Nanzhi's child, she must be in the shape of a tiger!" Feng Nanzhi quickly took another piece of fur, "I'll sew another one..."

"Azhi, this fur is at the level of a great sage, right?" Feng Feifei felt tired, "The baby is just born, so I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand the pressure from above?"

"I, Feng Nanzhi's child, how could... well, I'll change."

"The wind is gone to advance to the desolate bone." After a while, Feng Feifei said flatly.

The movements in Feng Nanzhi's hands paused, and then continued to cut. Just when Feng Feifei wanted to say something, Feng Nanzhi said, "I have a feeling..."

"A child is about to be born."

"One month at the earliest, three months at the latest."

"When she is born, please trouble Ancestor to take care of her..."

"I will try my best to advance to the Ancestral Realm!"

"I am the blood of the white tiger, and I will not fall behind the wind!"

"With me here, the Tiger Clan can't change the sky!"

"Just now... Azu, let me do what a mother should do."

After finishing speaking, Feng Nanzhi continued to sew new baby clothes...

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The next day.

Zhongjing, Xingzao Tea House.

Mr. Storyteller is frothing on the stage, telling the content of the 98th chapter that just came out.

Although there are no monsters and ghosts in this chapter, whether it is the loss of Ling Yundu's body or the suffering of the scriptures without words, the eyes of the audience are brightened.

When the storyteller finished speaking this section, the rare voice of "shame of the literati" did not sound, and the tea drinkers remained in their seats, discussing in twos and threes.

"You can become a Buddha only if you lose your body?" An old man twisted his beard and said, "Although I don't know what it means, it makes sense."

"In my opinion, it should be the theory of 'clearing the mind and seeing the nature' in Shaolin Zen." A Shaolin warrior put his hands together and said, "There is also a way of calming the mind in martial arts, which is quite similar to the 'heart'. For fit."

"If you want to tell me. Chen Zhuguo's martial arts came from the world of mortals, and then went to the world of mortals. Back then, I was lucky enough to see Chen Zhuguo's first Bang Tianmen. He once said that no matter the monsters, Buddhas, immortals, gods and ghosts in his works, they are all people's hearts. !”

"Speaking of which, in the Dao of the Earth Immortal, which is a branch of martial arts, there is also a saying that the Tao is the heart." At this time, a Hongchen Sword Immortal who walked the Earth Immortal Avenue with a sword in his back said softly, "The so-called , then it is a god, the so-called heart. Therefore, teaching people to cultivate the Tao is to cultivate the mind. Teaching people to cultivate the mind is to cultivate the Tao.”

When everyone heard the words, they immediately looked at the Taoist. During this period of time, Shaolin warriors have been seen a lot, but Hongchen sword immortals are still rare.

"Brother Dao, I don't know your name? If you have free time, can you go to the humble house to discuss the Tao after listening to the book?" A middle-aged warrior clasped his hands.

"Under the sad wind, I came from Dongcang and wanted to go to Nanhuang. I came to Zhongjing to meet Master Chen, and I have no time to talk about Taoism. I hope you will forgive me."

Beifeng had just signed up, and all the people around him looked sideways in an instant.

Sorrowful wind? The sad wind in Dongcang City?

The sad wind Taoist master who went from Taoism to martial arts?

This is a well-known martial artist!

At this time, an old man in a Confucian robe suddenly said to Beifeng: "Master Beifeng, I have a doubt. If you see Chen Zhuguo, can you ask for me."

Sorrowful wind nodded quickly: "Of course I am willing, please explain to the old man."

"Zen School and Earth Immortals all have theories of mind cultivation from the world of mortals, why don't Confucianism have none?" The old man sighed softly, "Confucius said to achieve benevolence, Meng said to obtain righteousness, this is the way of a sage. Old and dull , I want to ask about the way of mortals with a Confucian mind in the world of mortals."

"I have the heart to benevolent and righteous, but that is the time of life and death. But on weekdays, how should I hold my heart?"

Everyone fell into deep thought when they heard the old man's question.

Sad Feng got up, bowed to the old man and said: "I will turn this question to Master Chen. As for whether Master Chen will answer and how to answer, this junior dare not make a conclusion."

"No problem! Just ask!" The old man smiled, "Your Excellency, the tea will be paid by the old man, and I have the right to repay you..."

High in the sky, Su Poxian frowned, his eyes fell on the old man in the Xingzao Teahouse, and Yan Baichuan beside him also smiled helplessly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Han still has this side!" Su Poxian said.

"Well, after watching the latest episode of Journey to the West, Mr. Han is in a hurry." Yan Baichuan's figure appeared beside Su Poxian, "I won't talk about martial arts, even Zen and Earth Immortals have cleared their minds There is only Confucianism, and this Chen Luo has not given the views of the world of mortals for a long time."

"If the martial arts are far away, the Confucianism will not benefit!"

"But I can't pull

"This is the only way!"

Su Poxian looked around and said: "This question, he has already incarnated seventy-two in Daxuan territory, and asked more than six hundred people."

"Let them come to Chen Luo for advice."

Yan Baichuan was taken aback for a moment, then he and Su Poxian looked at each other.

"Shameless!" The two said in unison.

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At this time in Duke An's mansion, Chen Luo didn't know that he was being missed by the half saint again, so he ate breakfast and went back to the study.

It's a good shot, hurry up and shoot!

"Chapter Ninety-ninth: Ninety-nine numbers are complete and demons are eliminated, three and three lines are full of Tao and return to the root."

Chen Luo wrote down the title of the penultimate chapter of "Journey to the West" on the paper.

It stands to reason that after finishing the ninety-eight chapters yesterday, he should have continued and finished Journey to the West in one breath, but Chen Luo found that as the phantom of the scriptures entered his mind and soul, the way of Zen Buddhism was in turmoil, and his Shenhun became tired and couldn't hold on anymore.

That's why this time was delayed until today.

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It is said that after the Tang monk and his disciples finished collecting the scriptures, the Eight Great Vajras of Lingshan were ordered to take the Tang monk and their disciples to fly to the Tang Dynasty to pass on the scriptures, but Guanyin Bodhisattva found out that the Tang monk's kpi... no, it was a catastrophe, and he had not yet passed through.

There are only eighty difficulties, and one difficulty is still missing.

Then Guanyin Bodhisattva sent someone to notify the Didi driver, the Eight Great Vajras, to dump the passengers on the way and throw the Tang monk, master and apprentice from the clouds.

No way, there is always an inexplicable connection between numbers and the way of heaven, such as seven seven, nine nine, and the number of the sky.

Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction.

The Tang monk and his disciples were thrown directly to the bank of the Tongtian River, and they happened to meet the Baiyuan Jing, the God of Tongtian River they helped each other back then~IndoMTL.com~ This Baiyuan was overjoyed to see the Tang monk and his disciples returning from learning scriptures, and took the initiative to upload They crossed the Tongtian River.

During the period, Baiyuan talked about the old things, and said that he had asked Tang Monk to ask the Buddha when he would be able to cultivate.

Tang Seng's reaction is: (;?Д?i|!)

The poor monk forgot!

Bai Yuan immediately got angry and threw Tang Monk, master and apprentice together, into the river.

Tang Monk was wronged and didn't care about it, so he asked Monkey King and others to bring the salute and the scriptures ashore, but in the end he encountered a devil who robbed the scriptures and was beaten away by Monkey King.

At this time, the scriptures were already soaked, so the four masters and apprentices had to arrange to dry the scriptures. As a result, some scriptures stuck to the reef, resulting in incomplete scriptures.

At this point, the last difficulty is finally over.

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When writing this chapter, Chen Luo changed it slightly again.

It was the false Buddha who wanted to seize the scriptures and attacked Tang Seng and his party. The Eight Great Vajras were attacked by the false Buddha and lost their fragrance. Tang Seng and his disciples fell from the clouds and fell to the Tongtian River.

As for the part about Baiyuan, I have no choice but to keep it without asking.

In the end, the yin demon snatches the scriptures, and naturally it was changed to a fake Buddha grabbing the scriptures.

Anyway, I have carried the blame for the whole book, and it's not too late for the last time.

At the end of this chapter, the Eight Great Vajras caught up with Tang Monk and his disciples again, and once again bursts of fragrant wind blew them up in the air, heading straight for the Eastern Land Tang!

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After finishing writing this time, Chen Luo flicked his wrist.

Compared to the last time there were so many scriptures, this time there was nothing serious, so Chen Luo didn't feel tired, so he dipped the brush in the ink and continued to write.

The finale of "Journey to the West"!

Chapter 100: Back to the East, the Five Sages come true!

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Take care of the sick, mentally ill. Today is a little shorter...