Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 918: Today in Chongyang, it is appropriate to fight against the Fang family!

After the conversation, Chen Luo pushed the bamboo sage, and returned to the bamboo house with the fifth senior brother.

Little Aowu, who was leading his younger brother "Dragon Walking the World", saw his father come back, casually threw the little Wuhu in his hand, and then rushed towards Chen Luo with a "owwow".

Little Wuhu: ((???|||))

The next moment, the faces of the Qilin King and Yunlong Emperor changed drastically. One condensed thousands of auspicious clouds, and the other turned into the shape of a hidden unicorn, and they all stepped forward. The yellow wooden stick emits golden light, supporting its small Wuhu.

Little Wuhu: "Wu..."

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.゛(ノ＞＜)ノ, escape~

Xiao Aowu bumped into Chen Luo firmly, and jumped into Zhusheng's arms after buffering. Chen Luo glanced at Xiao Wuhu, the old Dragon King and Qilin King had already led a group of people to chase after him. After climbing up, he breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand and was about to play Xiaowuwu to tell her not to tease his younger brother. After all, his younger brother was only born today...

Just before hitting Xiao Aowu's head with his hand, Zhu Sheng's face darkened, and a phantom of a green bamboo appeared behind him, Chen Luo immediately loosened his wrist, and gently squeezed Xiao Aowu's face.

"Hahaha, Xingzhu, you stay with grandpa for a while, and daddy goes to see your mother."

"Let's go!" Bamboo Sage said softly, and looked at Xiao Aowu with a smile on his face again, "Are you hungry? Can you take grandpa to find your younger brother?"

Little Awow: "Aww——"

"Old five!"

"Yes, master!" The fifth senior brother immediately grabbed the handle of the wheelchair and walked in the direction of "escape" from Xiao Wuhu.

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Before entering the bamboo house, Chen Luo sensed the two people in the bamboo house who were visibly weaker.

One is Yun Siyao who delayed her promotion due to childbirth, and the other is Fourth Senior Brother who is carrying a teapot and pouring water for everyone.

Thinking about it carefully, among the disciples of the teacher, it goes without saying that I am a badass. The senior brother is the incarnation of Wenhua Qinglian, the second senior sister is the reincarnation of the Suzaku conceived by the phoenix, and the third senior brother is the innate top-notch beast Bai Ze, the fifth senior brother is the last condensed thought of the legendary great witch, and the sixth senior sister is Princess Yunlong who awakened the dragon soul of the ancestor dragon...

As for Seventh Senior Brother...

Huh? Didn't the Seventh Senior Brother also come? Why didn't you see it?

At this time, Song Tuizhi also noticed Chen Luo, and hurried out, stopped Chen Luo, with a slightly embarrassed face, and said, "Little brother, are you free? Brother, I have something to discuss with you."

Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment, but it was the first time he saw the appearance of the fourth senior brother, and he also smiled and said: "Fourth senior brother, if there is anything we need to discuss between you and me, you can just decide."

"No, no, I have to discuss this with you." Song Tuizhi pulled Chen Luo aside and found a secluded corner. Chen Luo looked at Song Tuizhi, but Song Tuizhi didn't speak at this time. It's just that there is a hint of red on the black face.

"Fourth senior brother, if you have anything to say, just say it, the junior brother will allow anything!"

"Alas..." Song Tuizhi sighed with emotion and nodded, "Little Junior Brother, you are not an outsider, so... I'm a brother, so I have the audacity to say so."

"Yeah, you said."

"It's like this, didn't you prepare a copy of the source material for me and others?" Song Tuizhi said without hesitation, "Can you give me the copy for my brother?" !”

"I'm still a little far away from thousands of miles away, but I have an opportunity, maybe I can get a source material. So I thought, the copy you gave me will be given to others for the time being, but this matter I still need to discuss with you, and I need your consent!"

Looking at Song Tuizhi, Chen Luo said for a long while, "Sister Li is about to become a saint too?"

Sister Li in Chen Luo's mouth is naturally the Western King of Zhenxuan, and the white moonlight in Song Tuizhi's heart--Li Yi'an!

"Yeah!" Song Tuizhi nodded, "She got a piece of ancient Buddhist wine during the Battle of the Western Regions, got drunk into reincarnation, slept for half a month, woke up in a clear state of mind, and canonization is imminent."

"I'm thinking about preparing a useful canonization gift."

Listening to Song Tuizhi's words, Chen Luo remembered what happened to Li Yi'an earlier.

According to intelligence, Li Yi'an broke through the Western Regions and got ten altars of Buddha's brew, but it was the "Samsara Soup" of the ancient Buddha's formula. Li Yi'an drank it all overnight and fell into reincarnation.

Half a month later, Li Yi'an woke up, cried for a long time, and wrote a new poem handed down from generation to generation——

"The wind lives in the dust, the fragrant flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, but things are not resting. I want to speak and cry first."

"I heard that spring in Shuangxi is good, and I plan to go on a light boat. I'm afraid that the light boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry many worries."

After writing this poem, throw the pen on the ground, and the road will advance by leaps and bounds, closing thousands of miles.

It's just that Chen Luo looked at Song Tuizhi again and sighed inwardly.

He didn't know what happened to Li Yi'an's drunken reincarnation, but judging from Wen Tianxiang's experience, it was probably similar to his previous life.

In the world of her previous life, Li Qingzhao did not live well in the second half of her life. After the Jingkang disaster broke out, Li Qingzhao's husband Zhao Mingcheng passed away, and she fled south with her younger brother. There was a man named Zhang Ruzhou.

Facing Zhang Ruzhou's concern, Li Qingzhao decided to give the rest of his life to this man, but he didn't expect that the reason Zhang Ruzhou approached Li Qingzhao was because he knew that Zhao Mingcheng was a famous epigrapher. There are many valuable treasures, and marrying Li Qingzhao is equivalent to marrying those treasures.

Actually, most of the treasures collected by Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng were lost on the way to escape, and the rest was just a little bit, but Li Qingzhao regarded it more important than his own life.

Unable to get these treasures, Zhang Ruzhou tore off the mask of hypocrisy, hurled insults at Li Qingzhao, and even beat him.

At that time, the woman would be sentenced to two years in prison for reconciliation, but even so, Li Qingzhao still applied for divorce without hesitation.

Just...

If Li Yi'an really experienced all this in a drunken dream, at this moment, at the same time of enlightenment, his heart would have been sealed with cement.

What can I do to save my fourth senior brother!

Looking at Song Tuizhi who was a little embarrassed in front of him, Chen Luo finally gave a smiling face: "Fourth Senior Brother, since the treasure has been given to you, it is Senior Brother's property, and Senior Brother can do whatever he wants to do with it." .”

"Then...you're welcome as a brother." Song Tuizhi smiled happily, "When you become a saint and tie the knot with Yi Anxi, junior brother, you should take the lead!"

Chen Luo smiled perfunctorily, quickly changed the subject, and asked, "By the way, where is Brother Seven? Didn't see anyone else..."

"Well, you're talking about Lao Qi, wait a minute..." Song Tuizhi closed his eyes, and then opened them again, but there seemed to be some changes in his eyes at this time.

"Junior brother, are you looking for me?" Song Tuizhi asked, but the voice of Zhulin Lao Qi came out.

Chen Luo: (#?д??)

"Senior Brother Seven?"

"That's right, it's me!" "Song Tuizhi" said, "My little nephew came to this world, it's inappropriate for me to be my uncle, but it's too inappropriate for the whole world to focus on you." It's safe."

"So I made a discussion with my fourth brother and borrowed his body."

Chen Luo: (￣ー￣)

Is this the way people can come up with?

Senior Brother Seven is definitely not a human race!

"What's the matter?" "Song Tuizhi" continued to ask, "I have seen the sixth junior sister and the little guy, it is not safe for this state to continue for too long."

Hearing this, Chen Luo quickly said: "The teacher has just decided that Zhulin will challenge all Fang Li Bansheng!"

"Let my little brother prepare a charter."

"Is it finally here?" "Song Tuizhi" nodded, "Don't worry, I've been making plans three years ago."

"There will be no accidents in this battle!"

"It's just that there is no problem with the church?"

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Holy Church.

Looking at the burly old man in front of him, Han Changli sighed softly: "Yu Wuji, it's time to ask the third question."

"Why?"

The tall and burly old man's expression suddenly changed: "Fang Li stood in front of him?"

Han Changli nodded.

"The old man remembers that Chen Luo's way of learning about the mind puts forward the answer of 'mind is reason'."

"So... Once Wuji asks the third question, he will understand Chen Luo's truth..." Han Changli said calmly, "As long as the Dao of Heaven improves a little bit, he may be able to become a saint in front of the old man!"

Han Changli paused for a moment, and then continued: "He has endured for a long time for the sake of righteousness."

"But this time, Fang Zhigu threw himself into Mantian and once again put Chen Luo in danger, Wuji didn't intend to bear it."

"As a teacher, you should protect your disciples." The burly old man nodded, "But in case something happens during the Yuan Tribulation, what about the previous escape plan..."

"It's not a big problem at the moment." Han Changli said, "For one thing, Wuji will not ruthlessly smash the opponent's small universe, and even temporarily seal his way, so as not to let his reasoning collapse. "

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"Secondly, the Martial Dao is prosperous. In the next three years, there should be at least a dozen people on the Wanli, enough to fill the number of small universes."

"In the end, Chen Luo is our only hope now, even the old man Shengyun, we can't let something happen to him."

"The battle of Neo-Confucianism should always come, so let it be!"

The burly old man nodded and stood up: "Since there is a countermeasure, let's make it so. The old man will arrange for Fang Zhiwu and Fang Zhiru to return to Tiannei."

"Thank you, Kong Lao!" Han Changli stood up and cupped his hands.

"It's not hard..." The old man surnamed Kong waved his hand, "To be honest, I can't understand the crooked way of etiquette for many years..."

…

The autumn wind is bleak, sweeping the fallen leaves.

In the blink of an eye, five days have passed since Chen Luo Avenue announced the good news.

Information about the eldest son of King Shengwu continues to spread.

For this child, Zhu Sheng Yu Wuji personally gave it a name, Yunhai, nicknamed Wuhu.

Emperor Daxuan, Ye Heng, decreed that Chen Yunhai be granted the title of hereditary Sage Martial King and the rank of Lieutenant of the Zhonggong School.

That is to say, if Chen Yunhai has two children in the future, he can choose one hereditary King Shengwu and the other hereditary King Yuan.

For a moment, the newly born little prince became the center of discussion in the world.

But Xiao Yuan Wang's enthusiasm has not passed yet, another heavy news directly detonated the sky.

The two half-sages Fang Zhiwu and Fang Zhiru returned from the sky, and the bamboo forest officially invited Fang Li to fight.

It's not the Fang family, but Fang Li.

Zhulin must use his own power to challenge the main line of the Fang family, the branches of the Fang family, as well as the thirty-two semi-sages of the Fang family and the families behind them.

The winner seals the way of the loser.

After the Fang family was silent for a day, Fang Zhiwu announced——

Challenge!

The day of the duel is scheduled for the ninth day of September, the day of the Double Ninth Festival!

In this kind of information, even the success of the Western King Li Yi'an's canonization didn't seem to attract more attention.

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Mozhou, Fangcheng.

Since the news of the battle was sent, the people in Fangcheng have been moved to other places by the imperial court. A spectator came from all directions and fell into the city.

Of course, it also includes other Fang Li Bansheng and his family elites who received the message.

At this time, Fang Zhiwu and Fang Zhiru are sitting in the main seats in the Fang family meeting hall, but they are not the ones who are speaking at this time, but the strongest and only second questioner in Fang Lizhi. Half Saint - Han Yiren.

"The old man has made three agreements with the temple, and Yu Wuji has also agreed to it."

"First, Chen Luo will not summon Li Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and other book spirits beyond the semi-saint level to help in the battle!"

"Second, as long as one person withdraws from the battlefield, it will be considered a failure. In other words, we have a large number of people and can fight with wheels."

"Third, the order of the battle is from weak to strong. Therefore, Yu Wuji must appear at the end, so don't worry about him overwhelming everyone in front."

Speaking of this, a half-sage of Fang Li gave a wry smile: "Brother Han, don't say that there are three chapters in the contract, even thirty chapters, it can't hide that our combat power is weaker than the bamboo forest. This is determined by reason." /

"Although there are many people waiting for us, what is the chance of winning?"

"No need to win!" Han Yiren said indifferently.

Many half-sages looked up at Han Yiren, and Han Yiren said: "The path to sagehood is difficult. In the bamboo forest, there are dragons and phoenixes among people, but how many dragons and phoenixes are there among people?"

"Yu Wuji wants to use this battle to block Shang Fang's way of etiquette, and take this opportunity to promote his bamboo forest mind, especially Chen Luo's mind."

"He proclaimed their sharpness, and we only want to show the convenience of Fangli and sanctification."

"No matter how weak a semi-holy is, it is also a semi-holy."

"This game will be set in a hundred years. As long as the disciples who follow our way of etiquette are not cut off, the road blocked by them will be cleared sooner or later."

"This is also the meaning of this battle for us!"

Many Fangli half-sages looked at Han Yiren, feeling a sense of determination in their hearts at this moment.

They cannot win this battle.

But the struggle for the Holy Way cannot be retreated.

Even if they have problems of one kind or another, since they have reached the level of semi-saint, they will always pass the test in terms of xinxing.

Their task now is to leave behind the seeds of orthodoxy!

Let the world know that the way of etiquette has its merits!

"Senior Brother Han, Brother Tang, they are still in the future..." At this time, Fang Zhiwu looked around and said, "There are also Brother Deng, Brother Wu, Brother Song and Brother Guo..."

When the saints heard the words, they frowned slightly.

What Fang Zhiwu said is that Fang Lizhi is now a half-sage, and he is the backbone of their line.

"I've already sent a letter..." Han Yiren said without any fluctuations in his tone, "It is said that he has gone out a few days ago and has not returned. He has already asked his family members to contact him. They will come soon after getting the news."

At this moment, Fang Huaji appeared outside the clan council hall.

"Two patriarchs, senior half-sages..." Fang Huaji saluted respectfully, and said, "I just got the news that the people in the bamboo forest have arrived outside our city, and instead of entering the city, they set up their houses on the spot. .”

"A group of people, headed by Bamboo Sage, among the second generation of disciples, only the sixth disciple retreats, the seventh disciple guards the house, and the rest follow."

"Three generations of disciples, except for Adama who has traveled thousands of miles, the rest are all disciples of Chen Luo's martial arts. Xie Xiaofeng, Su Qianqian, Song Wuji, Qin Yu and others are among them."

"Are there any monsters and dragons here?" Fang Zhiwu asked.

"Going back to the ancestors, I didn't see the monsters and dragons." Fang Huaji replied.

Fang Zhiwu nodded slightly, and the other half-sages were relieved.

Fang Huaji turned and left. When he reached the atrium, he looked back at the Clan Assembly Hall, then at the direction of Fang Sheng's Ancestral Hall, and sighed.

"Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival..."

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Chen Luo stood outside Fangcheng, looking at the towering city wall, and his eyes fell on the plaque on the gate of Fangcheng.

"That's not Fang Sheng's words!" At this time, the fifth senior brother Wang Yusheng walked up to Chen Luo, handed Chen Luo a pot of wine, and said with a smile, "After Fang Sheng's death, the Fang family was in chaos for a while. A hundred years later, there was a Fang family Tianjiao, named Fang Sidao, Jiazi asked three times, amazed the world, and re-stabilized the Fang family."

"After Fang Sheng, he is the only half-sage of the Fang family who has reached the realm of three questions."

"There are rumors that Fang Sheng's reasoning started to go astray, but this person later fell into the sky and was taboo by the venerable, so no one mentioned these remarks again."

"But this word, although many years have passed, but the implication is still majestic and upright..." Chen Luo took a sip of wine and said, "How can a person who can write such a word distort the holy way? ?”

Wang Yusheng shook his head: "Who knows? Maybe when he wrote this, he was still on the right path!"

"Yes." Chen Luo nodded, "Does the teacher have any instructions?"

"Yeah!" Wang Yusheng smiled, "The teacher said, the son is not filial and the grandson is not virtuous. I don't want to dirty Fang Sheng's eyes in tomorrow's battle!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Yusheng raised his hand, and a longbow appeared in his hand. Wang Yusheng succeeded in reaching the full moon, and a blue light arrow appeared on it, and then Wang Yusheng closed his eyes. The next moment, He let go of his thumb, and suddenly the blue light shot into Fangcheng like lightning!

"Too much deceit!" At this time, many semi-sages of the Fang family also naturally noticed Wang Yusheng's movements, and saw the blue light falling towards Fangsheng's ancestral hall, and one of the semi-sages took the lead in throwing a scroll The treasure of the book stood in front of the blue light arrow, trying to block the arrow's path, but the arrow was not affected at all, and shot directly through the treasure of the book.

"Bastard!" Immediately, several Fang Li half-sages joined forces and punched the blue light arrow at the same time. A huge shock wave rushed towards the blue light arrow, trying to blow the arrow away, but The arrow lost its blue light and pierced through those righteous attacks again.

"I don't believe it anymore!" A half-sage who asked was furious, and directly released his Confucianism world, covering Fang Sheng's ancestral hall.

But at the next moment, the blue light arrow pierced directly through the world of Confucianism, and finally nailed it to Fang Sheng's ancestral hall.

Subsequently, the blue light arrow disappeared into a piece of blue light, which split the space and formed a huge void crack, which swallowed Fang Sheng's ancestral hall directly.

In the blink of an eye, the original majestic and majestic Fangsheng Ancestral Hall disappeared, leaving only a half-foot-high pit in place.

At this moment, Wang Yusheng's voice resounded throughout Fangcheng.

"Everyone, don't worry, with this Holy Arrow Light Lock, the ancestral hall will not drift in the void and stay where it is."

"After this battle is over, the ancestral hall will be taken back!"

At this moment, all the half-sages of Fang Li turned black.

This is, get off your horse!

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One night passed in a flash.

In this night, Mr. Wu, who had been keeping quiet among the sages in the bamboo grove, suddenly broke into the sight of many people just like his arrow.

Although it is very strong to shoot through several semi-saints with one arrow, it is not unacceptable.

But one arrow broke through the space, devoured Fang Sheng's ancestral hall, and then fixed the void?

What is the situation?

When did such a fierce man appear in the bamboo forest?

Among all these speculations, the time for the battle has finally arrived.

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When the first rays of the sun cast the first ray of dawn, the bamboo groves slowly walked into Fangcheng.

At this time, those who are still in Fangcheng are at least the third-rank Confucianism. Looking at the lineup in the bamboo forest, everyone can't help but gasp.

You can see that the one walking across the sword is the blood-slaughter great scholar who made the barbarians frightened by the news, and dragged several ancestor monsters by himself during the tide of the bloodline in the southern wilderness... No, Lang Feixian, who has now been upgraded to the blood-slaughter sword master.

Behind Immortal Langfei, on the left side, is Bai Xiao, a monster with an unbelievably handsome appearance.

Beside Bai Xiao, followed by "Master Yi" Wang Yusheng who shocked the world with an arrow yesterday!

These three people are in the front, and behind them is the majestic Zhusheng Yu Wuji sitting in a wheelchair, and the person pushing him forward is dressed in red, with a beautiful face, and there are some flames around his body from time to time rise.

Now the daughter of Nether, Suzaku's reincarnated half-sacred burning flame——Ling Chuchu!

On the left side of Lingchuchu is the fourth child of Zhulin.

On the right side of Ling Chuchu, with his hands folded behind his head, the man with a smile on his face is the fourth Daoist in the world today, Martial Ancestor of the Human Race, Celestial Master of the Monster Race, Chen Luo Chen Dongliu, the Great Xuan Sage Martial King!

Then, the lineup doesn't end there.

Following them are Yishui's young disciples, and the oldest one is no more than thirty years old by visual inspection!

But, who are they all!

The Buddha Lord of the Western Regions, the head of Shaolin, and the Venerable Buddha who has just opened thousands of miles, Adama.

At the foot of Cuiwei Mountain, in the Excalibur Villa, the sword is a friend. It is said that the Excalibur Xie Xiaofeng is only half a step away from Wanli Road.

The martial arts fairy flower that Chen Luo talked about was Su Qianqian, who was hailed as the number one martial arts woman in the world by Li Yi'an, who had just been conferred a saint.

The prodigal son turned his head back, and smashed three golden bodies of Qin Yu, the great Bodhisattva of the Five Decay Realm, with a move of "Subduing the Dragon's Eighteen Palms" on the battlefield of the Western Regions.

There is also Wudang Song Wuji who is just ten years old and can advance to Wanli at any time.

In addition, there are also a group of martial arts talents who shined in the battle of the Western Regions.

Before he knew it, what Fang Li had to face was such a big force?

This is not counting Broken Sword Jianzun Ji Zhong, Yaozu Yuan Bubai, Sword Immortal Mo Yixi and others because they cannot be included in the bamboo forest.

A group of people walked to a square, which was built on the hillside, as if to surround the square.

At this time, one by one Fang Li and the Confucian scholars came out from various buildings in the mountain~IndoMTL.com~ looked down at the bamboo forest and the crowd in the square.

At this time, Song Wuji came out of the crowd, raised his head, and looked directly at those Fang Li Daru, who was still a child voice, but used the supernatural power of a lion's roar, throwing the ground with a loud sound, shaking the trees on the mountains to rustle——

"There is a gap in the holy way, and the only thing to do is fight!"

"Lingzhou Bamboo Forest, let's meet Fang Li today!"

"Under thousands of miles, Song Wuji, the third generation disciple of the bamboo forest, is fighting for the first time. Please ask Fang Li, seniors."

"Who dares to fight!"

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At the same time, Mantian.

Fang Zhigu held the information in his hand and frowned.

"This is... troublesome!"