Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 9: The Mystery of the Heart

"Master Li, I have something to ask you for advice." Walking on the rugged mountain road, Chen Luo found a topic to distract himself from thinking about the tiger demon's past.

"Chen Patriarch but it doesn't hurt to ask."

"Before I saw how you fought with tiger demons, why is it that just one word can have the effect of a whole battle poem?" Speaking of which, Chen Luo recalled the heroic scene of Master Li's word and the golden sword. .

"Hahahaha, that's it..." Chen Luo's words seemed to scratch the itch of Master Li, Master Li laughed and said, "I ignored it, I only talked about the demon clan with the Chen family before. The practice of Confucianism, but did not mention the way of my Confucianism.”

"I would like to hear more about it."

"Confucianism also has a clear state of practice."

"This first realm is called the realm of 'self-seeing', the so-called 'reading a book a hundred times, its meaning is self-seeing', which means that after truly reading a Confucian classic, the body can give birth to 'magnificent righteousness'. "

"A Confucian scholar who is 'self-seeing', with night vision, no dust, and evil spirits."

"The second realm is called the 'Falling Pen Realm', which can guide Haoran's righteousness out of the body by writing elegant prose, which is also the foundation of war poetry. Therefore, Confucian students who have reached this realm have the ability to attack by practicing war poetry. "

"The third realm is called 'the realm of poetry'. Confucian students in this realm need to create an elegant poem that is approved by the Tao of Heaven in order to break through. After reaching this realm, the Tao of heaven will reward them, and Confucian scholars will master the ability to 'export into chapters'. This 'export into chapters' can condense a battle poem into a specific word. Although the whole poem is not read out, Tiandao still understands the poetic meaning of this word, thus forming a stronger and faster fighting force for Confucian scholars."

"Of course there is no shortage of geniuses in the world. Some people have just entered the realm of writing a pen, and they can create their own elegant poetry when they pick up a pen, breaking both realms. Therefore, some people call these two realms together, and praise them as 'the strokes of the pen can shock the wind and rain, Poetry becomes weeping ghosts and gods'."

"I only entered the third realm five years ago, and it took another three years to integrate the "Golden Sword Poem" written by Master Wang of the Seven Absolutes.

Chen Luo secretly recorded in his heart that Yaozu has "purifying blood", "pure blood", and "refining blood"; Confucianism has "self-seeing", "writing down", and "writing poetry"; these are all basic Cultivating the way, I don’t know what the difference is between Daoism and Buddhism, and what kind of cultivation system is the northern barbarian who has been rumored to be the mortal enemy of the human race?

It's not that Chen Luo's thirst for knowledge suddenly exploded, but that he also began to think about his future cultivation path. Zhong Kui said that his ability is closely related to his own ability. Presumably if other book spirits are summoned, the same is true.

I don’t know if in the sea of ​​​​flowers in the dream, those miscellaneous books that do not exist in this world but are as vast as the sea, can help you open up a different path of cultivation?

But at this time, he is not in a hurry. He has only traveled to this world for five or six hours. He has solved the problem in front of him, and there is still time to explore and ponder.

Recovering the divergent thoughts, Chen Luo continued to travel with Master Li in the Xixiu Mountain. Perhaps it was the previous exploration of luck, or perhaps it was Master Li who killed the tiger demon with great power. Not a single beast interferes.

Walking along the uphill for a while, Chen Luo saw that there was indeed a sunken cave on the mountainside. Chen Luo gestured to Master Li, Master Li nodded and recited softly: Sunrise is foggy and dewy, green pine Like ointment.

The chanting fell, and a small ball of light slowly emerged behind Master Li's head, illuminating the surrounding ten paces scene.

Chen Luo took advantage of the sunlight summoned by Master Li and walked into the cave, and Master Li followed closely. There were some old clothes in the cave. Chen Luo glanced at them and recognized that they should be Zhou Yong's clothes.

Chen Luo glanced around the cave, and finally came to a rocky area. He removed the rocks one by one, took out his dagger and dug for a while, and finally saw a dark secret box. Chen Luo took out the secret box and handed it to Master Li: "That's it."

Master Li looked at the secret box, covered his body with a layer of righteousness, and cautiously opened the secret box.

In an instant, a cyan light that was more majestic and upright than Master Li's body instantly illuminated the entire cave. In this cyan light, you could faintly hear the sound of chanting scriptures.

"Immortal Wenxin!" Master Li saw what was in the box, his face changed greatly, Chen Luo took a step closer in doubt, Master Li's whole body suddenly became restless, as if he regarded Chen Luo as the target of attack.

"Master Li!" Chen Luo shouted, Master Li turned to look at Chen Luo, Chen Luo was startled, because he found the murderous intent in Master Li's eyes. After a few seconds, Master Li suddenly took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and closed the secret box. As the cover was closed, the sky-high blue light was also locked in the secret box...

"Patriarch Chen, just now I'm in a restless mood. I've been offended. This immortal article is very important, and I will notify the adults as soon as possible. Patriarch Chen, after I take you out of the mountain, I will take the first step, and you and your family will return by yourself. Home!"

Chen Luo nodded, and was about to answer when Master Li stepped forward and grabbed Chen Luo's arm, reciting, "A little arrogance, a thousand miles of joy!" Chen Luo only felt that he was stepping on a soft cloud, and the oncoming wind hurt his face, making him unable to open his eyes. It wasn't until I felt that this feeling disappeared that I realized that I was standing outside Xixiu Mountain, Chen Ping was standing in front of him, and Master Li had disappeared.

"Good guy, go into the mountain for two hours and come back in five minutes." Chen Luo complained in his heart, looked at Chen Ping, and asked, "Uncle Ping, do you know Immortal Wenxin?"

"Immortal Wenxin, that's a good thing!" Chen Ping said to Chen Luo while driving the car, "Master mentioned to me that the one who can condense that thing must be a great Confucian state. Above, it is a saint."

"Confucianism and Buddhism and Taoism are different. In addition to the realm of practice, there is also a realm that is different from the realm of practice."

"Li Yan, meritorious deeds, and virtue, the master said that these are called three immortality!"

"As long as one of them is completed, the immortal literary heart can be gathered! Even if a person dies, that thing can live on in the world forever, carrying what a great Confucian has asked for in his life, and it has infinite wonderful uses."

"What? That exotic treasure received by the tiger demon is the immortal text?"

Chen Luo nodded slightly and said "um".

When Chen Ping heard the words, he waved his whip again: "The daring monster is the treasure of our human race. No wonder the tiger monster has only been in contact with it for a long time, and it has been contaminated with the power of the human race's divine scourge."

"But young master, I got it back anyway. As for who colluded with the Yihu lineage, and who the immortal literati belonged to, it has nothing to do with us. We just need to solve the threat of the tiger demon. Good."

Chen Luo thought about it too. He just happened to be at the right meeting and found the immortal literary heart. The bigwigs involved in the three immortal realms of Confucianism should not worry about it. If you have such thoughts, you might as well think about your own cultivation and Chen Xuan's eyes...

"By the way, Uncle Ping~IndoMTL.com~ Since the tiger demon has been lifted, can all the servants be recalled? In such a big house, it always feels strange to walk for a long time without seeing a single person... "

"That's right, the ground outside the city hasn't been turned up yet, and it has to be moved, otherwise, the days will be missed, and the harvest will be poor."

"I can't remember, how many maids do I have? Who is the maid? Who is the maid in the room?"

"Young master, you are confused. You are alone, and Xiaohuan usually serves you in daily life."

"This...my sister's eyes are not good, Xiaohuan should take care of her full-time, and hire me a maid again tomorrow. Forget it, you can call me to choose my own..."

"Master, let's ask Miss."

"What? I'm the head of the house, and I can't even be the head?"

"That... young master, this master, really can't do it..."

Just when Chen Luo and Chen Ping, the master and servant, were discussing the matter of the maid, Cai Tongchen had already sat in the middle hall and listened to Master Li's report.

Master Li said angrily: "My lord, the immortal literary heart is the condensed heart of the great Confucianism in his life. Someone traded it to the demon clan. It is unbearable and unbearable. It must be reported to the court and investigated to the end!"

Cai Tongchen looked solemn and nodded: "It's natural. Just have you ever thought about it, the immortal literary hearts enshrined in various university palaces and aristocratic families are all known, as long as there is a slight movement, they will be discovered. The delay in killing the upper and lower Chen Mansion by the tiger demon, the time for Wen Xin to be stolen is at least a month. However, there are no rumors whether there is any court or scholar, this is almost impossible! Unless..."

Master Li thought of something, and his face changed: "You mean..."

Cai Tongchen nodded slightly: "When we didn't know, there was a great scholar who fell..."