Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky..."

This was the little tune that Chen Luo sang to see off the princes of the Chinese capital when he first left Beijing for Dongcang, and now it has become the most frequently heard song when seeing off outside the city.

There are such children outside the city, who sing a song for five cents, and often ten or twenty children take the order together.

Don't think it's too expensive, the lowest price of five cents was set by Chen Luo.

A master once scolded this move, which was obviously a farewell with deep affection and friendship, but the atmosphere was spoiled by the sale of a few pennies, which is ashamed of a gentleman.

Chen Luo didn't say anything after hearing it, but just asked the master to follow one of the children for a day.

In the early morning, the child stayed outside the city for two hours and got a total of thirty-five Wen.

A big steamed bun for three renminbi, and a big bowl of stewed buns for five renminbi.

After eating and drinking enough, I went to the martial arts hall in the afternoon to practice kung fu with the master for three hours. In the evening, I took the farewell job again. This time, the master was generous and gave each person an extra ten coins.

In the evening, when I got home, I saved what I got today.

There are medicated baths in the martial arts hall, which are all medicinal soups moistened with herbs, which are helpful for children to practice martial arts. Both Dongcang City and the imperial court are subsidized, and basic medicinal baths are free.

But there are also medicated baths with better effects, which use wild medicines, which are more helpful to the body, but even if there are subsidies, they still have to be charged.

Prices are available in various grades, and the cheapest costs 100 cash.

One hundred coins is not too much for Shengdou Xiaomin, but it is not too little either. If there is only one child in the family, you can bear it by gritting your teeth, but if there are more children, it may be difficult.

And this farewell song, if you sing it for a month, you will be able to spend three months in medicinal baths.

Seeing the child carefully calculating the expenses, the master blushed, hid his face and fled, and went to An Guogong's mansion to plead guilty.

"My eyes are always looking at the high places, but someone always has to look down."

"You guys want atmosphere, they want to survive."

"Teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish."

"How do you know that the child who is singing farewell outside the city today and earning that meager profit will not be a hero who protects the human race in the future?"

"It is good knowledge to let the old be well-off, the young to be strong, and the people to be healthy and healthy."

"When doing learning, ask yourself if this is good learning!"

The gate of Duke Anguo's mansion was not opened, only Chen Luo's faint voice came from inside, not reprimanding, let alone teaching, just flat, as if Chen Luo was eating with a rice bowl and casually said a few homely words.

But just these few words made the old master, who was over half a century old that year, feel enlightened, kowtowed to the gate of An Guogong's mansion, and then left, scattered all his family's wealth at night, and built thatched huts outside the city in various places in Daxuan , for the rest of these singing children.

That night, this master's Confucianism was transparent, and his righteousness turned into a white crane soaring into the sky, and the human race added another great Confucianism!

Because his enlightenment came from a dispute over saying goodbye to Wuwen Qian, so he called himself: Wuwen Great Confucianism!

This is exactly—

A farewell song is given to the departed, and the children's singing is worth five pennies.

A gentleman should not sit in a high pavilion to benefit the common people and be good at learning.

…

Sitting in the leaving car, Feng Nanzhi listened to the anecdote about the song in his ear, with worry and pride in his smile.

What is worrying is that in the past, the heroes of the human race, for the ordinary people of the human race, the greatest kindness was to feed them, but Chen Luo was different. He wanted to make these people dignified and capable, and he wanted to make them stronger.

In fact, with the opening of martial arts, these people are becoming stronger.

With Chen Luo in the human race, there were almost no hidden dangers to attack.

As the Empress of the Tiger Clan, how could she not be worried with such a formidable enemy?

And proud...

Hmph, what does he have to do with me, I won't be proud!

Feng Nanzhi rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little headache.

but…

Feng Nanzhi turned to think that this time he snatched a bloodline of the Desolate Soul Realm from Chen Luo's hands, and felt a little proud.

Finally let himself win a trick.

Thinking of this, Feng Nanzhi felt that he was actually not bad.

"Go, give each of these singing children a reward of one hundred taels." Feng Nanzhi originally wanted to give each of them a hundred taels, but when the words came to his lips, he changed it to a hundred taels.

"Yes!" The secret guard commander cupped his hands and got off the chariot.

Feng Nanzhi turned around, looked at the smaller and smaller Zhongjing City Gate through the curtain behind the chariot, and sighed faintly.

He... didn't come to see him off!

"Should never come here again." Feng Nanzhi's expression darkened.

The most benevolent capital of the human race, where Daxuan's heart lies, she, the empress of the tiger clan, may never set foot here again.

At this moment, a ball of flames suddenly flew out of the capital city.

Like the flames of the sun, the flame turned into a three-legged golden crow in the air, circled four or five times, and then dispersed into two groups, which slowly dissipated.

Feng Nanzhi stared at the sky where the golden crow's flame had disappeared, finally a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly restrained himself.

"snort…"

"who cares!"

Feng Nan Zhi: (..???..)

…

Zhongjing, Anguo Gongfu.

Looking at the dissipated flames in the sky, Chen Luo smiled with satisfaction.

The golden crow represents the great sage of birds; after five circles, there are fifty dendrobiums of heavenly grade essence and blood, which are divided into two groups, that is, they are divided into two groups and set off.

It is inevitable that traces will be left when using the messenger instrument, but it is still so convenient.

The spies outside the city should have received the message.

Perfect!

By the way, Feng Nanzhi seems to be leaving today too...

Forget it, I cheated her once, I am a little embarrassed to give it away, and I will make up for it later.

Chen Luo stretched and walked into the study.

…

After a lot of tossing, Jiuling Yuansheng was finally saved.

By the way, he stole sixty Dendrobium's heavenly grade essence blood, and showed the Yaozu the prosperity of Daxuan.

There will be more auctions like this in the future!

To be honest, Chen Luo had already guessed that Feng Nanzhi would attack Buddhism.

Although Taiyi Saves the Suffering Heavenly Venerable in the book is a Taoist character, but the Taoism he belongs to is not the Taoism of this world, and he can be attached or not attached.

The so-called being governed by the Dao does not come into effect when the pen is written, but only after being attached to the Dao.

Of course, under the influence of the Dao of Heaven, the blood of the Dao of Heaven and the most suitable Dao will have a close effect.

From this point of view, it is indeed feasible to let the Lion Clan win the Desolate Soul Realm, and then use the Buddhist Way to achieve the Desolate Soul Realm.

This is a countermeasure that can only be made by a person with a pattern and courage.

Feng Nanzhi did not disappoint him.

You know, Chen Luo has prepared several Taoists to be present at the scene, ready to remind Feng Nanzhi at any time.

Unexpectedly, Chen Luo just glanced lightly at the Daoist Lord, and Feng Nanzhi immediately discovered his "weakness" keenly!

She is worthy of being the Empress of the Tiger Clan.

It's just that Feng Nanzhi never imagined in his dreams—

He, Chen Luo, is the future Tathagata!

—

Spreading out the rice paper, Chen Luo picked up the brush and began to write the ninetieth chapter of "Journey to the West".

Time flies, Chen Luo still remembers that he wrote the opening chapter of "Journey to the West" with two roles. In a blink of an eye, it has reached ninety chapters.

In ten more chapters, "Journey to the West" will be over!

I have been thinking about what changes will happen to the world after "Journey to the West" is over, but when the real day is coming, Chen Luo is a little emotional.

After "Journey to the West", what should I write again!

Concentrated, Chen Luo continued to write, and after "Lynx Spirit", the last story of the book's battle of wits between the big monster and Monkey King flowed out from the tip of the pen.

When Chen Luo wrote the last word, there was a strong wind in the study.

The manuscript was lifted by the wind, and the seven-colored light radiated from it, and a mighty lion phantom emerged. The lion was majestic and majestic. When it shook its head, eight more heads grew out immediately.

The nine-headed lion glanced at Chen Luo, bent its legs forward, as if kneeling, then stood up again, crossed the roof of the study step by step, and walked into the air.

Outside An Guogong's mansion, the place was already full of monster races and human races watching the excitement.

At this moment, all the people and monsters present felt a huge coercion.

"Come out, come out!"

"Lion! The news is correct, it's a lion!"

"One, two, three... nine... nine lions!"

"Desolate Soul Realm! This is the Desolate Soul Realm!"

Just as there was a lot of discussion, the nine heads on the nine lions opened their mouths at the same time, and roared in the direction of Nanhuang.

In an instant, a lion's roar shook the heavens and the earth, and spread throughout the world.

As the book says, go up to the three sages, and go down to the nine springs!

He has great supernatural powers and extraordinary fighting power!

Jiuling Yuansheng, come out!

…

In the sky of the southern wilderness, blood-colored clouds suddenly gathered, floating over the ancestral land of the Lion Clan.

Immediately afterwards, there was a lion's roar like thunder.

The blood-colored clouds in the sky condensed the appearance of a lion's head, looking down.

At this moment, Nanhuang was shocked!

"It's the Heavenly Dao Bloodline newly written by Lord Baishan!"

"In the end, it fell into the mouth of the Lion Clan. What exactly is Feng Nanzhi planning?"

"It's strange, the bloodline of Heavenly Dao in the Desolate Soul Realm doesn't seem to have such power... Could it be the Emperor Demon Realm?"

"No, it's still in the wild soul state. The power is related to the type of blood."

"That's right, Sun Wukong's Heavenly Dao bloodline was just a stone embryo, with a restrained breath. The cow clan doesn't like to show off, the golden-winged roc is involved in the disputes of Buddhist principles, and the Lord Baishan wrote to the tiger clan's Dharma Tianhu... I understand. I understand, how could it be possible to write at the top."

"It's the heavenly blood of these nine lions, there are not so many taboos, and they are lions, so they are naturally majestic!"

"Strengthen the Tiger Clan? Baishan Lord Hutu..."

"Hmph, the blade is too powerful. It can kill people, but it can also hurt yourself. The tiger clan may not necessarily take advantage of it."

"Exactly. Don't forget, Chen Luo... is not a Confucianist, but a Confucianist!"

"It's a pity. I heard that this is the last big monster in "Journey to the West". I don't know if there will be any content about the monster clan in the next book. If there is, the clan will definitely fight for a position."

"Yes, yes, I hope so. I have been waiting to enter the heaven for a long time..."

In the sky above the Southern Wilderness, several ancestral demon spirits collided together, and then quietly dispersed, leaving only a faint sour smell permeating the air.

…

Netherworld, Fengdu.

In the palace, Linhuang Xuanyuanzhao entered into meditation behind closed doors, behind him was a phantom of a phoenix, bathed in flames at the moment, and the flames soared, illuminating the entire palace.

Suddenly, Emperor Lin frowned slightly, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, which turned into flames before it hit the ground, and burned up in the air.

"Your Majesty!" Shangguan Wan'er, who was standing by, hurried forward with a worried expression on her face. She knew that the blood turned into flames, and what Linhuang spit out just now was the essence of his heart!

"No problem!" Linhuang waved his hand, picked up the cigarette stick beside him, took a puff, brewed in the air for a while, and then spit out another puff of smoke.

"This White Lotus Buddhist Sect is a bit difficult!"

After finishing speaking, Emperor Lin raised his head, looked at the void in the hall, and said calmly, "Old Di Ge?"

As the voice fell, the space distorted, and an old man with a figure similar to Su Poxian walked out of the void and saluted Lin Huang.

Shangguan Wan'er quickly bowed and said, "Wan'er has seen Di Sheng!"

Di Sheng waved his hand, looked at Emperor Lin, and asked hesitantly, "The way is blocked?"

"The Buddhist avenue is blocked at nine thousand miles away from the Nether avenue. I planned to force my way in, but I got the backlash." Emperor Lin took another puff of cigarette nonchalantly, "Would you like to kill a few more great Bodhisattvas?"

Di Sheng nodded: "General Zhang Meng has already set his eyes on Bailian's Huaguang Bodhisattva, and is discussing with Liu Chengxuan about setting up an ambush!"

"Lou Zongren and the Bodhisattva Huaisu of the Central Posuo Pure Land are also designing the Bodhisattva Xueyan of Bailian."

"Not enough!" Emperor Lin shook his head, "At least kill ten more Bodhisattvas to cause turmoil in the Buddhist avenue, and I have a chance to rush over!"

"Ten!" Di Sheng frowned slightly.

"At least!" Lin Huang added, "This is the basic requirement for the moment when the Buddha's Way is weakened."

"If it can be killed, it doesn't matter if I wait for Taiping." Di Sheng shook his head, "Follow His Majesty into the Netherworld, and I will treat myself as a saint when I wait for the semi-sage."

"However, the false Buddha is cunning and hides in the avenue. I can't find a chance!"

Emperor Lin took a puff of cigarette: "I naturally know the heart of a saint."

"But the great way is ahead..." As he said that, Emperor Lin suddenly thought of something, and said, "When the monkey clone of Xiao Luo came to visit me before, did he say that he opened a road of thousands of miles to Buddhism?"

Di Sheng smiled and said: "I have observed that great way, but I can integrate it into the way of ancient Buddhism. Now, with the blessing of the monks in the Central Posah Pure Land, I can turn from emptiness to reality."

"It's just that there is no way of heaven in the nether world. The Buddhist way of the false Buddhas in the Western Regions is orthodox. The Buddhist way of that kid Chen Luo can't solve the current predicament."

"The way of heaven! The way of heaven! The way of heaven in your world is really blind!" Hearing this, Emperor Lin complained, "Why did this side of the world survive in all directions?"

Di Sheng was not angry, but just smiled and said: "Because there is Confucius in this world!"

Linhuang curled his lips, then took a puff of cigarette: "Then grind it slowly!"

"It really doesn't work~www.readwn.com~ Let Zhong Kui pass a message to Xiao Luo."

"If the Great Mystery of the Human World develops at about the same level, go and push the Western Regions away first!"

"Those false Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas can hide in the Dao in the Netherworld, but they cannot hide in the human world."

"If the Fomen Avenue blows up the Heaven Sealing Formation, I will find a way to make up for it with the Nether Avenue!"

Di Sheng sighed: "That is the worst policy!"

Linhuang rubbed the center of his brows, stopped talking, closed his eyes and settled down again.

…

The central whirling pure land.

"well…"

Ksitigarbha Tathagata looked at the sky, and the word "卍" kept appearing in his eyes.

"Little Phoenix failed again..."

"Those devils actually blocked the road with the Buddhist gate."

"If the Buddha knew about it in the past, he wouldn't be angry and attain Nirvana!"

"well…"

"Anyway, I can't control it, I'm suppressing the sea of ​​blood!"

"This is for the future Buddha!"

"Future Buddha..." Ksitigarbha frowned again when he thought of this title.

Obviously it is called Buddha's son.

Now, since the manuscript of that chapter of Journey to the West was introduced into Netherworld, the name has been changed to Future Buddha without any warning...

What about me?

Isn't the future here yet?

"well…"

"never mind…"

"A little false name."

"Take it away, take it away, you're welcome!"

Ksitigarbha Tathagata looked at the bodhisattvas and arhats who were coming and going, and lay down again.

Since the future Buddha came into being, no one would have noticed that he had been lying on the roof of the Daxiong Hall for a whole day.

I have already talked to myself and sighed so many times, and no one noticed it.

The happiest thing is that no one bothers you to be unhappy.

"well…"

"Future Buddha, work hard..."