Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

It was a day when it was in ambush, and it was raining heavily in Zhongjing at this time.

This was the heaviest rain in several years. The air of the rain almost turned the whole city upside down, and the torrential force was like a galloping horse.

Wenchang Pavilion invited the article written by Du Sheng himself, "There are tens of thousands of mansions in peace, sheltering the poor and happy people in the world", and turned them into upright mansions to protect the people living in the city.

There are no pedestrians on the street, not to mention the hawkers who set up stalls, and most of the shopfronts with doors and faces are closed. In this weather, in addition to the rice noodle shop with customers, I am afraid that only gambling houses and brothels can do business.

Wide Water Lane.

The old man was sitting at the window, smoking a dry cigarette, looking at the rain in front of him, and seemed to recall that about three years ago, on such a rainy day, a young man held a blood-dripping long knife in one hand, and the other Holding a head in his hand, he walked in the alley like a walking dead.

Until a woman who couldn't see her face clearly walked in front of him holding an umbrella and blocked the heavy rain for him... "No rain is good!" The old man sighed.

As if to echo the old man's words, a cyan light cut through the rain curtain like a sharp sword.

The old man squinted his eyes. Although the blue light was fast, he could see clearly that in the blue light was a great Confucian who was injured, and a long spear was drawn on the cuff of the great Confucian.

Please write a long tassel! This is the Great Confucian of the Mighty Mansion!

"Grandfather." A young man appeared behind the old man and said softly, "There is news from the Western Regions that many false Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have gathered in Mengli City."

The old man nodded, and said softly: "The old man is going to invite third uncle."

After finishing speaking, the old man stood up slowly, looked at the heavy rain outside the window again, and said with emotion - "Only after the rain, can the sky be sunny."

The old man turned and left, the tea was steaming on the table, and there was a booklet next to it, with four large characters written on it - "Yan's Family Instructions"!

 …

Western Regions, Mengli City.

Killing soared to the sky, and the profligate sound continued continuously.

At this moment, there are no tricks and schemes on the battlefield, only positive fighting.

The golden meaning of reincarnation, the cyan awe-inspiring righteousness, the colorful mortal energy, and the bright red blood energy of the ancient demon interweave a gorgeous and dangerous light net on the battlefield, while under the net, there are flesh and blood and corpses.

Lying corpses for hundreds of miles, bleeding and drifting oars.

A hundred years later, there will be a chapter in the history books for this great war, and there will be those eloquent names that will be passed down through the ages, but there are more lives that will never be known under this page.

The lines of history are full of races going forward and succeeding.

Adama smashed the last golden body of the Five Decay Bodhisattva besieging him with a punch, and let out a sigh of relief.

As a rank one Martial God, he naturally has his own battlefield. At this moment, he turned his head, the golden light in his eyes gleamed, and he saw the figure of Bai Xuerong on the battlefield at a glance.

At this time, Bai Xuerong was being besieged by several Arhats. Although Bai Xuerong followed Adama to learn Zen Buddhism, but now her main fighting method still comes from her innate supernatural power: Soul Eater!

This is a kind of soul attack, which can devour the opponent's soul little by little during the battle.

Taking a quick look at the other battlefields, the false Buddha has assembled a large number of forces in this counterattack, especially the third-rank and above. At present, except for Fang Li and the Confucianism who are united in order to protect themselves, the rest are basically under siege, at least two dozen one.

He saw that around Aji, there were four Bodhisattvas of five declines, only less than the five who besieged him. But now that the four first-rank bodhisattvas are tied together, they can't make up four hands. It seems that Aji is not in any danger.

The next moment, Adamo's figure flashed and appeared behind Bai Xuerong, just in time for her to block the rosary magic weapon that a fake Buddha Luohan attacked from behind.

"Adamo!" Bai Xuerong said pleasantly, "Are you alright?"

"Call me Master!" Adama replied, and then snorted softly, and suddenly the minds of those fake Buddhist Arhats were shattered, and they fell on their backs.

However, it is not possible for Adama to enter a low-level area on the battlefield to open Wushuang. You must know that if you do this, you may be

The great Bodhisattva who will attract false Buddhas will directly attack.

"You have practiced for less than a year, so there is no need to take risks on this battlefield. I will send you back." Adama said quickly.

"No, I'm not leaving!" Bai Xuerong shook her head, and then she rolled her eyes, and her whole body seemed to disappear suddenly. The clothes fell to the ground, and then a snow-colored and exquisite white mouse crawled out of the clothes. The white mouse climbed directly onto Adama's body, and said via voice transmission: "I will fight side by side with you!"

As soon as Adama was about to reply, he noticed a few golden lights flying towards him, and those golden lights were all Bodhisattvas in the Five Decay Realm.

Before he had time to say more, Adama directly put Bai Xuerong into his arms, and used the method of mustard seeds to hide her. Afterwards, he was full of colorful energy, facing the golden lights, and rejoined the battle.

 …

At the same time, high above the sky.

On the battlefield of the void, a woman dressed in a skirt and with a luxurious temperament stood proudly. When she waved her hand, the battlefield of the void was covered with flying snow.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, but if that's the case, you can't break my golden body!" The fake Buddha Bodhisattva smiled lightly, letting the snow fall on him, golden lights radiated around his body, blocking the snow from his body. Immediately, the great Bodhisattva clenched his fist and struck out fiercely. In an instant, the wind and snow reversed, and in the wind and snow, it seemed that a flame was ignited, melting the ice and snow.

The half-sage surnamed Xie spat out a mouthful of blood, but the heroic spirit still remained between his brows. The next moment her thoughts moved, green willows appeared in the snow world, and the willows fluttered in the wind, and the willow branches shot at the big Bodhisattva like a dragon, and bound the big Bodhisattva in a blink of an eye.

"Xie Daoyun, it's useless." The golden bodhisattva said, "My golden body is restraining your snowy will, you can't hurt me."

Xie Daoyun's complexion remained unchanged, and a huge phantom of a treasure tree appeared behind him.

"Xiejia Baoshu!" The big golden Bodhisattva looked slightly dignified. The treasure tree of the Xie family is the unique source material of the Xie family of the holy clan, and it is a rare species of heaven and earth. Looking at the phantom behind Xie Daoyun, it should be the source material grown from that treasure tree as the treasure of enlightenment.

Xie Daoyun ignored the golden bodhisattva, raised one hand, and the palm was quickly covered with a layer of frost.

One question: If you are cold and wear more clothes, how can you treat a cold heart?

That slender palm seemed to have turned into a giant ax that opened up the world.

Xie Daoyun slashed his palm at the big golden Bodhisattva, the wind and snow returned, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. The big Bodhisattva's eyes were fixed, and a raging flame was ignited all over his body, burning the wicker that bound him, and finally caught up with Xie Daoyun's attack Before he arrived, he broke free from the shackles of the wicker. At this time, he did not hide, and the flames on his body recondensed into a fire lotus, facing Xie Daoyun's attack.

"Yehuo Honglian..." Xie Daoyun spoke for the first time, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

She, Xie Daoyun, was born in the Xie family and married the second son of the book sage Wang Xizhi.

She grew up in the midst of arrogance all her life, except for her husband, who was a mediocre person who couldn't support a wall. He was obviously not the material to guard one side, but because of his status, he took on the responsibility of guarding one side. She repeatedly advised her husband to prepare for defense, but was ignored.

Until the barbarian army came and slaughtered the people, her husband and four sons were all killed in battle. She had gray hair all night, entered the Confucianism with a sword in hand, and led the army to resist the barbarian army.

The loss of her husband and son in middle age has completely knocked down her energy and spirit. Even if she is promoted to a Confucianism, there will no longer be the agile "Wind under the Forest Xie Yongxu" in this world.

It's just that Xie Daoyun picked up the sword again, unlike everyone who judged her to be depressed. Comparing your heart to your heart, how many people like her lost their husbands and children in that battle? She wants to "make atonement" and make atonement for her impotent husband.

Every time there is a war, she must lead the way, year after year. She has advanced to Half Saint.

As one of the few female semi-saints, some people don't understand her promotion to the semi-saint, what is her reason?

Han Changli once explained in six words: deep love, great responsibility!

Today, the jihad in the Western Regions has resumed, and she appears on the battlefield again.

Flying snow world, it's cold now

The wind picked up suddenly, and the wind and snow visible to the naked eye surrounded the karmic fire red lotus, and the karmic fire red lotus was gradually covered by frost and froze.

"I have a clear conscience, what can karmic fire do to me?" Xie Daoyun sneered, and swung his palm again. In the sky, the cold wind was like a knife, and the frost flew into the sword. The real wind knife and frost sword wrapped the big bodhisattva, It's nothing to hit the golden body of the great Bodhisattva continuously, but what if it's a thousand blows?

A series of scars appeared on the body of the Great Bodhisattva. The Great Bodhisattva took a deep breath, and a pagoda emerged from his body. But at this moment, Xie Daoyun raised his hand, put his **** together like a sword, and tapped on his forehead. Blood left from Xie Daoyun's forehead.

Immediately, the Futu Pagoda, which had blocked the wind knife and frost sword, was immediately covered with ice and snow, turning into an ice tower.

This chill is not a divine reason, but comes from the heart. Awe-inspiring!

The next moment, Feng Zhishuang stayed, and in front of Xie Daoyun was a glazed ice crystal pagoda, and in the pagoda, a big Bodhisattva was like an ice sculpture, and his soul was frozen.

A Bodhi Bodhisattva was frozen to death alive!

At this time, Xie Daoyun's complexion was pale, and she was chilled when she activated it, which caused her to suffer a lot of damage, and she was afraid that she would not be able to fight anymore.

When Xie Daoyun took Feixue Tiandi and was about to smash the ice crystal tower, a sudden change occurred!

In the void, suddenly a golden light flashed, and a vajra flew over, hitting Xie Daoyun **** the back of the head. The phantom of the Xiejiabao tree behind Xie Daoyun emerged, blocking the vajra, but was directly scattered by the vajra. Immediately, it hit Xie Daoyun's vest, and Xie Daoyun immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Three Bodhi Realms!" Xie Daoyun reluctantly turned her head, only to see the vajra smashing towards her Tianling Gai again.

This is a bogus bodhisattva of the Three Bodhi Realms sneaking up on her! Almost at the same time, an angry voice sounded: "Yang Lian Zhenjia!"

As the words fell, a palm emerged, holding the vajra, and then the palm squeezed the vajra into pieces.

"Mr. Han..." Xie Daoyun bled blood from the corner of his mouth, "The blow just now broke my Confucianism and the world. Today I will fight for the last time for the human race!"

Han Changli's voice came: "Xie Yongxu, don't be impulsive..." Xie Daoyun shook his head lightly and closed his eyes.

At this moment, she seems to have returned to her youth, and her uncle pointed to the goose feather snow outside and asked, "What does it look like when the snow is fluttering?"

"It's not like willow catkins are blown by the wind."

"My husband's loss, I will pay for it with my life!" Xie Daoyun said softly, and the holy body slowly dissipated, turning into white snow like catkins, floating out of the void, and falling from the sky.

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On the battlefield, snowflakes fell, one by one, falling on the battlefield.

The snowflakes fell on the human race and melted immediately, and a sense of icy cold rushed into the soul, immediately suppressing the disturbance of the soldiers from the melodious voice in Mengli City.

The snowflakes fell on the injured part of the human race, and immediately turned into ice crystals, sealing the wound.

The snowflakes fell on the corpses of the human race, and immediately froze them, so as not to stir up any dust.

It's just that amidst the snowflakes all over the sky, a sense of sadness emerged in the hearts of all the soldiers of the human race. "Holy Fall..."

"It's not Fang Li and half saint..."

"Forest atmosphere, chant Xu half-sage..."

In an instant, almost all the soldiers roared at the same time—"Kill!"

 …

High above the sky, Han Changli's face was ashen. He knew that the false Buddha's counterattack was to promote the peak jihad, and Yang Lian Zhenjia would be shameless, but his attention was on Wang Banshan and Zeng Zigu. The top half-sage, even Lang Feixian, had a little bit of energy involved.

But he didn't expect his target to be Xie Daoyun.

That's right, Xie Daoyun Shengyun may stir up Xie's dissatisfaction with Wang's.

After all, in the Wang family, there is only Wang Xianzhi, a demi-saint. As the daughter-in-law of the Wang family, why doesn't Xie Daoyun have a calligraphy sage to protect him?

Knowing that it is difficult to kill those top half saints with one blow, Yang

Lian Zhenjia still found a way to add trouble to the race.

A thought quickly flashed through Han Changli's mind, and Han Changli kept moving in the void, and in an instant, he killed three false Buddhas and Bodhisattvas with the Three Questions and Half Saints!

Are you unreasonable?

All right, then stop being unreasonable!

Until he was about to attack the fourth statue, he was finally blocked by a golden Buddha's handprint. Han Changli looked at Yang Lian Zhenjia standing in front of him, and said coldly, "Let go and kill him!"

"Let's see if you kill my Confucian semi-sage first, or I kill your fake Buddha Bodhisattva first!" Yang Lian Zhenjia's face remained unchanged: "The poor monk wants to do this."

"only···.·."

Yang Lian Zhenjia glanced at the Confucianism camp. At this time, the half-sages of the Confucianism sect had all received the sound transmission, and they stood with their hands behind their backs, their faces indifferent.

But in the hands behind them, they all hold a peace blade with righteousness condensed!

What about the Three Bodhisattvas? If you dare to bully people with your realm, I will open Taiping and blow you up!

"Sometimes, poor monks are very envious of the courage of your Confucianism." Yang Lian Zhenjia sighed, "Sacrificing his life to go to a country in calamity, seeing death as a sudden return."

"I'll wait, I can't do it." Han Changli snorted coldly.

"At first, I wanted to procrastinate for a while longer, trying to find a way to completely drag the barbarians into trouble." Yang Lian Zhenjia shook his head, "If it weren't for the Baiyu Lingtai, the poor monk would not have known that the benefactor Chen was following the way of great luck and refining the world. "

"If that's the case, I can't wait."

After the words fell, a golden light appeared beside Yang Lian Zhenjia, and the golden light dispersed, revealing the figure of the Great Bodhisattva Lan Xinti who had just been promoted not long ago.

Following the appearance of Lan Xinti Bodhisattva, several figures walked out of the sky.

The first way: He is about Zhang Zhang tall, completely black, with a face like a ghost. Three Bodhi Bodhisattvas: Mo Yindi.

The second way: she has a charming figure, but she has the face of an old woman, with an expression of crying and smiling. Three Bodhi Bodhisattvas: Dubanna.

The third way: He is short and fat, with a big smile, but there are countless arms the size of thumbs sticking out of him, which looks extremely terrifying.

Three Bodhi Bodhisattvas: Devas slaves.

A total of five Bodhisattvas of the Three Bodhi Realms straddle the sky.

"Okay, very good!" Han Changli didn't speak, but an old man's voice sounded, "It's rare that all you **** come out."

After the words fell, Li Ao walked out from the void, glanced at the three Bodhi Bodhisattvas in front of him, stretched out his hand and pointed at Mo Yindi: "It's you!"

Mo Yindi's face remained unchanged, he nodded, turned around and walked into the void, Li Ao and Han Changli looked at each other, and they turned into a blue light, chasing Mo Yindi away.

At this time, Dubanna looked in another direction and said, "Yan Shigu, how about we go together?" , and I don’t want to face ugly monsters!”

"Huh?" The devas frowned slightly and looked at Yan Shigu.

Dubanna snorted coldly, and flew directly towards Yan Shigu, Yan Shigu took a step back and escaped into the void, and Dubanna also rushed directly into the void.

Yang Lian Zhenjia looked at Han Changli, and said: "Lan Xinti is unexpected, please take care of Mr. Han." "The opponent of Devonu should be Chen Xiyi!"

Han Changli shook: "Mr. Chen doesn't need to do anything, the three of you are all mine." "Han Changli, don't be too..."

Before Yang Lian Zhenjia could finish speaking, Han Changli waved his hand, and suddenly a force fell on Yang Lian Zhenjia, Devonu, and Lan Xinti, dragging them into the void battlefield together with him.

At the same time, Han Changli's voice rang in the ears of the saints - "Today's jihad, don't follow the rules!"

"Multiple kills are the best!"

"Langfei Immortal, don't challenge the second Bodhi Realm, the first Bodhi Realm is entrusted to you!"

The next moment, void battlefields unfolded in the sky, as if a big hole had been broken in the sky.

Daxuan's all-out jihad in the Western Regions begins!

But whether it is Yang Lian Zhenjia or Han Changli, they all know in their hearts that the real battlefield is not in the Western Regions, but in Dongcang!

Dongcang fell, and the human race was bound to return to the army, and the Western Regions got a chance to breathe. Dong Cang Victory...

Yang Lian Zhenjia shook his head. What victory did Dong Cang win? Mantian, Golden Tent Palace.

At this time, in the Golden Tent Palace, there was singing and dancing, and a very high-level banquet was going on. The Man Emperor frequently toasted to the two Man Gods sitting below, while the tower bones of the Man Gods who had become Man Gods stood aside holding wine jugs.

"Dong Cang City was originally just a semi-abandoned city of the human race. It is located in the northeast of Daxuan, close to the East China Sea." The Man Emperor said while drinking, "North of Dong Cang City is my Man Tian's Beast King Valley. In that valley dwells a beast beast equivalent to a savage god, so there is no such thing as our barbarian city nearby."

"Unexpectedly, that boy Chen Luo took advantage of this and built such a great city right under our noses. Nowadays, the martial arts academy, military academy, and Zhuge Temple that the human race values ​​most are all from Dongcang."

"Don't worry, my emperor~www.readwn.com~ A big barbarian below gave a disdainful smile, and said, "We just need to let out our breath, and the barbarian beast will not dare to move."

"In Dongcang, it's just a city, and it will be destroyed with one palm!" Another barbarian nodded: "If one palm fails, just two palms!"

"Beast King Valley and Dongcang City, these are trivial matters." At this time, Ta Gu said, "You two great barbarians, you need to be careful of the human race who ambushes nearby to ask the semi-sages three times, or kill the Taoist three times."

"Currently news from the Western Regions, Chen Xiyi's whereabouts are unknown!"

The two Sanyang barbarian gods looked at each other and smiled easily, one of them waved his hand and said, "No problem!

"Gurz will go with us."

"Gurzi!" Ta Gu's complexion changed. This is one of the elders of Mantian Temple, and he is a Daman sacrifice equivalent to the realm of Sanyang!

"Then, there is no problem!" Man Tianhuang was also a little surprised, but he still laughed heartily, "However, the three of you will return immediately after you succeed. Although there is no action in Yuanhai, this emperor is worried. The Dragon Emperor of Yuanhai Will be a helping hand for the human race!"

"Naturally!" The two barbarian gods nodded easily, then stood up and said, "My lord, this banquet is temporarily suspended."

"After we destroy Dongcang City, we will continue to drink."

Man Tianhuang nodded when he heard the words, and as soon as his breath was released, the whole hall fell silent immediately, and the dancing singer also stayed in place. In the hall, there were only two big man gods, Man Tianhuang and the tower bones, as if in time. outside.

The respect of the two Great Man Gods to the Man Emperor was very useful, and after a little greeting, they strode out of the Golden Tent Palace.

At this moment Emperor Man looked back, but saw Ta Gu brows slightly worried, and couldn't help laughing: "Ta Gu, what are you thinking?"

"My Emperor!" Ta Gu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Chen Luo, where is it?"