Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

"Lan Xinti Great Bodhisattva?" Chen Luo frowned as he looked at the military newspaper. This was the name of the Three Bodhi Realm Great Bodhisattva who fought on the battlefield in the Western Regions not long ago.

However, before Han Changli told him about the list of the Three Bodhisattvas of the Western Regions, he was not among them.

Could it be that the information of Confucianism is wrong?

It doesn't make sense, the Three Bodhi Bodhisattvas will have the mark of the Dao, and they belong to the branch of the Heavenly Dao. It is impossible for Confucianism and Taoism to make mistakes, let alone a group of semi-sages with seven apertures and exquisite hearts.

Did - change the name?

"Pfft..." Beiwang Xin Jiaxuan heard Chen Luo's guess, spouted out a mouthful of tea, then wiped his beard, and said, "Martial Ancestor thought about it."

"This Bodhisattva Lan Xinti made a breakthrough in front of the battle." Chen Luo was taken aback: Breaking through in front of the battle?

Isn't this a buff only for decent protagonists?

Xin Jiaxuan sighed, and said softly: "This battle is a bit dangerous..."...

Western Regions.

As the sun set, blood-like residual red appeared on the horizon. Countless camps are located on the land of the Western Regions, with smoke billowing from the kitchens, and a hundred miles directly in front of the army is a magnificent city.

"Mengli City..."

Adama stood on the observation deck, looking at the city in the distance with a solemn expression.

He knew this city, even when he was a prince, this city was a famous city in the Western Regions.

You could say he was famous, or you could say he was notorious.

In the eyes of devout believers, this is a holy city; but in the eyes of most people, this is a dirty and dangerous city.

Most of the people here include the false Buddha himself from the Western Regions. Because this is the fundamental place for the false Buddhas of the Western Regions to rejoice in the evil sects!

In the evening, the breeze blew from Mengli City to the camp of the Daxuan coalition army, and the sound of the wind was mixed with some unbearable melodious sounds. It's not that someone is really having sex, it's because of the charm of this false Buddha. His Buddha-mind is clear, and these melodious sounds naturally cannot affect him, but they have a lot of influence on those practitioners who are less than seven thousand miles away, whether they are warriors, Confucians or monsters.

The attack around Mengli City has been carried out ten times. It was different from howling and shaking the sky during several fights, in Mengli City, the closer to the city wall, the greater the power of this decadent sound. If they fall into battle, there will be hallucinations, and many soldiers lost their lives without knowing it. On the battlefield, one can only constantly rely on the great Confucianism's tongue to burst into spring thunder and recite Confucian classics to contend.

Speaking of which, Confucian scholars are relatively more resistant to Buddhist rhymes like Mengli City. As for warriors, they are just walking the road of the world of mortals. If they are not determined, they will be restrained to death. As for the monster clan, let alone, there have been several examples of the monster clan dying on their own.

"If my Dharma can go a step further, maybe I can break this evil sect of joy." Adama thought in his heart that the righteousness of a gentleman in the Confucian classics is more in line with the Confucian way, and in the world of mortals, his Zen "everything has potential" Fa, all dreams and bubbles", it is able to suppress this decadent sound.

It's just a pity that he is only nine thousand miles away now, he has not been transformed into a mortal, and he is not ten thousand miles away, so he is a bit powerless to deal with it.

Thinking of this, Adama sighed lightly.

At the beginning, he realized that the opportunity for him to transform into a mortal was in the Western Regions, but no matter whether he was teaching the Dharma in the Western Regions, or he was now fighting against the false Buddha with the army, he always had a hazy feeling about the transformation into a mortal, as if it was only a layer of window paper, But this layer of window paper seems to be blocked by something, and it can't be pierced. "Adamo!" From under the watchtower, there was a clear and crisp shout, and one could tell from the voice that it was Bai Xuerong who was calling him.

Adama shook his head, and his figure flickered before falling in front of Bai Xuerong. "Call Master." Adama said softly.

"Next time." Bai Xuerong put her hands on her hips, "How about you stand on it and drink the northwest wind? With a bald head, is your scalp cold?"

"What's the matter?" Adama asked directly, ignoring Bai Xuerong's "greeting".

"It's nothing..." Bai Xuerong kicked the stones on the ground with her toes, and said, "This wind

The voice inside is so loud, I want to hear you chant sutras. "

"Every time I teach you the scriptures, you will fall asleep." Adama said lightly, "You read it for yourself first, and if there is something you don't understand, then ask the teacher."

After finishing speaking, Adama raised his legs and walked forward, stopped suddenly, lowered his head, and saw Bai Xuerong pulling the corner of his cassock, and said with aggrieved face: "Adamo, you used to chant sutras for me."

"It's not that I want to grow up so big."

Adamo looked at Bai Xuerong's delicate face, sighed softly, and said, "The Emei School..."

But before Adama finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Mengli City. There, a huge phantom of a white lotus suddenly appeared, the white lotus bloomed, and countless golden rays of light flew out of it, shooting towards the camp of the Daxuan coalition army, hitting the unknown formation defense of the camp, and there was an endless boom Voices.

Immediately afterwards, in the camp of the Daxuan coalition army, the sound of battle drums was loud, and the thunder of the great Confucianism spread throughout the camp, "Enemy attack!"

"Fight!"...

The battle between common people became fierce in a blink of an eye. At this moment, a huge golden Buddha statue suddenly stood up among the white lotuses above Mengli City. The Buddha statue was a hundred feet in size, with eight arms spread out, A woman sits on each palm. Those women are beautiful in appearance, but the clothes on their bodies are extremely charming. At this time, these women stood up and started a seductive dance. While dancing, the clothes on their bodies fell off one by one, but some key parts were always covered. The soft and gentle voice came from the mouths of these women again, stirring up the battlefield below.

Immediately, the Daxuan coalition forces that were originally fighting fell into chaos. Immediately, a great Confucian bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and recited the Confucian classics, his righteousness was like a strong wind, blowing away the decadent sound. —

"Erbajia's body is like a crisp, and she cuts a fool with a sword at her waist. Although no head is lost, the bone marrow of the teacher is dry in secret!"

In the next moment, streaks of seven-colored air surrounded the body of the warrior, killing the bone-piercing sound. "Roar!"

With Adama at the head, Zen people retreated behind the army at the same time, sat cross-legged, folded their hands together, and recited the Heart Sutra in unison with the power of a lion's roar, condensing the sound of bells and bells in the air. ...

The sudden battle below has become anxious, while above the sky, the space is constantly collapsing and closing, and the battlefield belonging to the Qiankun realm is also engaged in fierce battles.

 …

In the layers of void, Immortal Lang Fei held a long sword, looked at the enchanting Concubine Ming Bodhisattva in front of him, and frowned slightly.

The concubine Bodhisattva had a charming face, revealing clothes, and exuded the fragrance of hundreds of flowers all over her body.

"Immortal Langfei, why fight? Why don't you have fun with me and let you experience the joy of joy, how about it?" The concubine Ming chuckled, "This space is empty, no one knows it. After joy, life or death is up to you. how are you?"

This voice was like a magic voice, every syllable fell into Lang Feixian's ears, as if a soft little hand was stroking his body.

Lang Feixian fought a cold war.

You actually have thoughts about my delicate green lotus? Damn, this lotus is not clean anymore.

Go to hell, flower picker!

With a wave of Langfei's long sword, a voice of poetry reciting suddenly came out of the void. "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days!"

Immediately, the sound of surging water flowed in the void, and the sound of water flow instantly suppressed Concubine Ming's magic sound. Concubine Ming suddenly raised her head if she felt it, and saw a white light flickering above the void, as if the Milky Way was falling, but Taking a closer look, it turns out that the galaxy is composed of countless sword shadows!

"Lang..." Concubine Ming was startled, her skin turned red instantly, her eyes shone with golden light, and there seemed to be countless yin and yang intermingling postures in her pupils, she looked at Fairy Lang Fei and said softly , "Lang Jun, you have the heart..."

"Fall!" Lang Fei slashed down with his long sword, before the concubine could finish speaking, the galaxy of sword light slanted down and immediately submerged the concubine.

But at this time, a man's voice suddenly came out of the void, that voice seemed to release something, and let out a satisfied

Breathing sound.

Fairy Langfei frowned slightly, then looked at Concubine Ming who was submerged by the Milky Way of sword light, only a pink skull was suspended in mid-air.

"Pink Skull..." Lang Feixian shattered the Pink Skull with a random flash of sword light, but a bad feeling faintly arose in his heart.

 …

At this time, following the killing of a Ming concubine by Immortal Lang Fei, in the palm of the top right hand of the giant Buddha above Mengli City, the woman who was dancing the charming dance suddenly bled from all seven orifices, and then turned into a golden light , into the giant Buddha's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the second concubine Ming, the third concubine Ming, and the fourth concubine Ming...

These women dancing in the palms of the giant Buddha statues were all like the first concubine, bleeding from the seven orifices, and then fell into the mouth of the giant Buddha.

...the void battlefield.

The phantom of the great lake of Haohaotangtang unfolded in the void. There was a towering pavilion in the Taihu Lake, and a middle-aged scribe stood in the pavilion, and in the big lake, a golden bodhisattva stood on the lake, confronting the middle-aged scribe. .

The golden bodhisattva was full of Buddha's light, he suddenly punched the middle-aged scribe, and shouted: "Fan Xiwen, don't try to stop me!"

With this punch, the originally calm lake immediately formed huge waves, like a flood of beasts, and swallowed towards the pavilion. At the same time, the sun and moon in the sky dimmed, the rain fell on the lake, the wind sounded like thunder, and the surrounding mountains were covered by the vast water vapor.

Cloudy and rainy, the moon never opens, the wind howls, the turbid waves empty, the sun and stars are hidden, the mountains are invisible, business travel is not possible, the masts are tilted and the boats are destroyed, the dusk is dark, the tigers roar and the monkeys cry.

This is not the truth of Lan Xinti's attack, it just falls in this small universe, as long as the Tao of the small universe cannot be broken, all attacks on the Lord of the small universe will automatically transform into this mode.

"Lan Xinti, you took the initiative to start the war today, which is beyond my expectation." The middle-aged scribe smiled lightly, took a deep breath, and waved his hand towards the huge wave like a tsunami.

The next moment, streaks of blue light emanated from the surging waves, and then slowly fell down. In a blink of an eye, the sun rises in the east in the sky, and the sun is shining brightly. The water in the big lake is calm, with birds flying and koi swimming. On the shore of the big lake, there are exotic flowers and plants, and the fragrance is overwhelming.

Spring and Jingming, calm waves, up and down the sky, a vast expanse of green, sand gulls flying, Jinlin swimming, shore Zhitinglan, lush and green.

"You, no! I will use your relics as the foundation of my Yueyang Tower today!" Fan Xiwen shook his head, opened his hand again, and patted Lan Xinti. On the big lake, a phantom of a volume of articles immediately appeared. The Yawen characters on it turned into streaks of blue light and shot towards Lan Xinti.

But Lan Xinti didn't panic, looking at the blue light that shot, a phantom of a uniquely shaped nine-story pagoda appeared outside her body, covering herself. This pagoda is not a spire, but a dome, like a column. At this time, Lan Xin proposed to appear on the ninth floor, and this ninth floor is bigger than each floor below.

The righteous blue light hit the pagoda. Although the pagoda shook endlessly, it did not collapse.

"Fan Xiwen, do you think I'm courting death?" Lan Xinti suddenly smiled, "It's just that I just succeeded today!"

As the words fell, a golden light lit up on each floor of the nine-story pagoda, and the golden light dissipated, turning into eight figures, which were the eight concubines who had been defeated by other half-saints before.

The eight concubines had different faces, but they all showed the same weird smile at the same time, and then each of them melted into eight relics, only the few clothes and jewelry on the body fell to the ground.

The eight relics went straight up, and they all flew into the ninth floor of the pagoda, and were sucked into Lan Xinti's body. Immediately, a majestic aura emanated from the pagoda, causing Fan Xiwen's world of Confucianism to start shaking.

Fan Xiwen's eyes flashed fiercely: "Three Bodhisattvas?"

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and suddenly the big lake was rippling, and a fist-sized stone flew out of the lake. This stone looks gray and inconspicuous, but it exudes a powerful sense of truth.

Fan Xiwen's treasure of enlightenment - Dinghu Stone!

Immediately afterwards, Fan Xiwen's face was serious, and there was an indescribable

The sadness emanated from him, and the whole small universe seemed to stop suddenly, and all the power was condensed into the Dinghu stone. "Worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joy later"!

Fan Xiwen pointed his finger at the nine-story pagoda, and Dinghu Stone immediately hit the nine-story pagoda like a meteor, and the next moment, the pagoda exploded. But Bodhisattva Lan Xinti opened his mouth, and a golden light flew out of his mouth, colliding head-on with the Dinghu stone.

With the sound of "Boom", Fan Xiwen's face turned pale, cracks appeared in the sky of Xiao Qiankun, bricks and tiles fell from the pavilion, and the great lake began to become cloudy. He looked up, and there were some cracks on his Dinghu Stone, and the golden light colliding with him was a golden relic!

"Three Bodhisattvas, it's a bit fierce!" Fan Xiwen sighed softly, raised his hand, and planned to manipulate the Dinghu Stone to attack Lan Xinti again, but at this time Lan Xinti took the first step and threw a punch towards the sky, Immediately, the universe turned upside down, Fan Xiwen spat out a mouthful of blood, and the building under his feet collapsed.

The scene in front of him suddenly disappeared, and turned into a void battlefield again. Fan Xiwen's face was pale, and he stared at Lan Xinti in front of him, knowing that the other party had overwhelmed him in terms of realm, and he could only fight with life and death.

"Lan Xinti, let's come again..." Fan Xiwen clenched his sleeve lightly, ready to open Taiping at any time. At this moment, a long spear pierced into the void and shot towards Lan Xinti, a voice came It sounded: "Lan Xinti, Sanbodhi? Then let me fight with you!"

The voice fell, and a figure appeared at the end of the long spear. The man was dressed in a loose Confucian robe, with white hair and a childlike face. He held a long spear and stepped forward. There is no way to escape.

Three hundred years ago, the veteran minister, the sage of Yunshui, the three-question half-sage-Li Ao, Li Xizhi!

"Fan Xiwen vomited a mouthful of blood, you have to double the compensation!"

The spear was like a dragon, stabbing directly at Lan Xinti, Lan Xinti spit out the relic again, and blocked the tip of the spear. The next moment, the relic turned into a Ming concubine, holding the tip of the spear tightly. The corners of Li Ao's mouth curled up slightly, and he exerted his strength again. The spear directly pierced Ming Fei's heart.

Lan Xinti Great Bodhisattva felt a pain in his heart, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. But with the slight resistance of the relic, he found the void and directly escaped from the void battlefield!

Seeing Lan Xinti leave, Li Ao looked back at Fan Xiwen, a little displeased and said: "I'm still waiting, what are you doing to prepare for Taiping!"

Fan Xiwen shook his head: "Pseudo-Buddha, there is one more statue asking three questions!"

Li Ao's face was serious: "He broke a relic, next time you join forces with Wang Banshan or Zeng Zigu, you can send him to death."

"It's just that the battle of the three questions may have to be brought forward!"

Fan Xiwen nodded worriedly, still a little uncertain, and asked: "Is it true that only you and Yan Shigu are here?"

"You unscrupulous people, you won't even lie to us, will you?"

Li Ao smacked his mouth: "It's true that there are only two of us, but..." "Fishing, the greater the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish!"

"There's always some risk."

"I just don't know if the fishing rod that Lao Han found this time is hard or not!"

As Lan Xinti escaped from the void, Han Changli's figure appeared in the air. Han Changli was about to go to Lan Xinti and slapped it with his palm. Lan Xinti once again condensed the nine-story pagoda, but the nine-story pagoda was captured by Han Changli. The clap shattered immediately, and Nalan Xinti spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Li Ao said that if you double it, you have to double it.

But when Han Changli was about to make another move, he suddenly paused, looked to the west, smiled lightly, then took a step back, and his figure disappeared into the air.

Immediately, whether it was Mengli City or the camp of the Daxuan Allied Army, the sound of Mingjin withdrawing troops resounded. A great battle, from dusk to late at night, the countless corpses left by both sides, temporarily died down.

At this time, Adamo felt something, and looked at the giant Buddha that was about to dissipate above Mengli City. Suddenly, an eye opened in the forehead of the giant Buddha, and Adamo looked at each other.

Adama subconsciously became alert, quickly turned his gaze away, and silently recited scriptures in his heart to calm down~www.readwn.com~ It was only when the alertness disappeared in his soul that he heaved a sigh of relief.

 …

"So, the three-question battle didn't start?" Chen Luo looked at Xin Jiaxuan.

Xin Jiaxuan nodded: "Lan Xinti's promotion was a bit sudden, even the false Buddha was surprised." "After all, the false Buddha is not without contradictions, Lan Xinti still kept an eye on it."

"Now the situation has changed a little bit, and the battle in the Western Regions may enter a period of anxiety. According to the church, although there is no battle today, the battle between the Three Questions and the Three Bodhisattvas should be earlier than previously expected."

"The military minister asked the old man to report this battle to King Shengwu."

"Once there is a war over there, I'm afraid there will be some movement in Mantian." Hearing this, Chen Luo nodded lightly: "I see." "I'll wait for them here."

"Hope you don't disappoint me!"

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