I became a saint with idle books

“Huashan Mountain Spirit? Chen Luo’s eyes lit up, “Hua Shan on the sword? ”

That mountain spirit smiled slightly: “What the master said is that the Huashan of the Essence Spirit is the Huashan of the Sword.” ”

“The role of the spirit is still for the owner to experience for himself. ”

After the mountain spirit finished speaking, he flew up on his own, and pointed at Chen Luo’s forehead, and Chen Luo’s eyes flowered, and he found himself in a field, and in the distance, he could vaguely see a towering mountain.

“The host! That mountain spirit appeared beside Chen Luo, “Here, this is the illusion space of Huashan Sword. ”

Chen Luo looked around, feeling that this space was a bit of a dream flower forest.

“How did the others come in? Chen Luo asked.

“Anyone who reaches the standard of red dust qi, the original spirit will have some perception, and will naturally feedback the news of the Huashan Illusion Realm to the other party. The other party only needs to enter the meditative state to enter the Huashan Illusion Realm. ”

Chen Luo looked at the towering Mount Hua in the distance and wondered, “Why didn’t it appear within Mount Hua?” ”

Shan Ling smiled: “Huashan sword discussion, not everyone can participate. ”

After speaking, Shan Ling snapped his fingers, and a figure appeared opposite Chen Luo, his face blurred.

“This is the spirit of red dust. The mountain spirit said with a smile, “This spirit usually absorbs the power of the Heavenly Dao on its own, and will eventually transform into this red dust essence in the phantom territory. ”

“The strength of the Red Dust Spirit is strong and weak. Because it is the transformation of the power of the heavenly path, it is mainly based on martial arts, but there will also be an attack method of Confucian Buddha, killing the essence of red dust, which can increase red dust qi. ”

“If the red dust qi of the red dust essence has ten points, five points will go to the person who slaughters, two points will go to the master, and the remaining three points will go to the place where the spirit will explain later. ”

“The master can set the killing deadline at will, and after the time is reached, the top one hundred people in the total amount of red dust gas will be eligible to appear on Mount Hua. ”

That Shuling clapped his hands, and the picture in front of Chen Luo changed, and he was already standing within Huashan.

“The master can adjust the rules of heaven and earth in the Huashan Illusion Realm on his own, and finally determine a hundred rankings. ”

“Whoever enters the hundred ranks will condense the martial arts phantom in Huashan, and in the red dust qi that the essence of red dust turned into that Fang Cai said, two of the remaining three points will be shared by this hundred martial arts phantom according to the ranking level. ”

Chen Luo heard the key hidden in Shu Ling’s words and asked, “Martial Dao Shadow? Why not me? ”

Shan Ling said: “The Huashan Illusion Realm was originally born to stimulate warriors to compete for the lead, how can people get opportunities for nothing? ”

“Martial Dao Illusory Shadow condenses red dust qi, and I need to enter the hundred again next time and fuse with the phantom to receive this opportunity of red dust qi. ”

“But before the fusion, everyone has the opportunity to challenge the Martial Dao Shadow. As long as you win, you can fuse the defeated martial arts phantom. ”

Chen Luo thought about it and probably understood what Shuling meant.

For example, for example, when Huashan discussed the sword for the first time, Ji Zhong and Su Qianshao both entered Huashan, and finally Ji Zhong ranked second, and Su Qiansha was third.

That second time when he re-entered, Su Qianshian, who had already improved, could challenge Ji Zhong’s phantom, who was still the strength of the last time, and once he won, the red dust qi of Ji Zhong’s second place position fusion would return to Su Qiansha fusion.

Ji Zhong, if he wants to go further, he can only challenge the first place martial arts phantom. Of course, if you are not defeated, you can also challenge downward, but the reward of red dust gas will be much less.

Because it is a martial arts phantom from the last time, it can also guarantee that the truly powerful juniors will come out.

Lying groove, isn’t this the ladder ranking?

“Also! The mountain spirit clapped his hands again, and Chen Luo appeared at the top of Mount Hua this time.

Here, Chen Luo saw five light arrays, arranged in the east, west, south, north, and middle.

“Those who can occupy the top five ten consecutive rankings will appear here and open the real Huashan Sword. ”

“The last point in that red dust qi belongs to the martial arts phantom here. ”

After Shan Ling finished speaking, he looked at Chen Luo again, “Besides…”

With a wave of his hand, five stone boxes appeared.

“The master can place the reward in this stone box. ”

Chen Luo was stunned, looked at the five stone boxes, and frowned slightly.

Do you want to wool me again?

If I put a roast chicken wing in it, will it be chased and killed by this gang?

Chen Luo shook his head, forget it, they are all the pillars of martial arts, so let’s give some blood yourself.

They are all great teachers, and a little reward can still be afforded.

“When can I start?” Chen Luo asked.

Shan Ling smiled and said, “You can do it at any time.” However, the master intends to settle this time when will Huashan discuss the sword? ”

Chen Luo thought slightly: “Three months!” ”

……

Night falls.

The evening breeze in Luozhou always carries a hint of floral fragrance.

The undefeated peony in all seasons is a wonder in Luozhou.

Ren Ji sniffed the fragrance of flowers, sat alone on the eaves of the inn, looked at the stars in the sky, and thought that he had unknowingly traveled thousands of miles, and a smile appeared on his face.

Many days ago, he followed the pair of grandchildren into Luozhou, and the old lady had to thank him for saving his life, and dragged herself to live in the house for a few days.

The little girl also became more and more wrong, blushing when she saw herself, and turned around and ran before saying a word, and then a group of people laughed, and Ren Ji probably guessed something.

This place should not be stayed for long.

Marriage will only pull him from traveling far away.

Ren Ji quickly left a farewell letter and left overnight.

This time, he caught a team of academies.

This is the team of Luozhou Changfeng Academy going to Qingzhou Wannian Academy to debate the scriptures, led by two masters and followed by fourteen Confucian students. Originally, this team did not need outsiders, but no one of the dozen students was willing to do the work of delivering greetings and ushering in the sending, and happened to meet Aji, who knew Yawen, so he let him accompany the team.

“Aggie, Aggie, come down quickly! When Ren Ji was thinking about his thoughts, a crisp call came from the courtyard of the inn, and Chen Luo quickly turned over and jumped off the roof.

The person who called him is called Mo Zhuo, taking the meaning of “peach dying, burning its brilliance” in the poem, but this Mo Zhuo is not a IKEA, used to make people calling, squeamish.

“Give! Mo Zhuo took out two ingots of silver from his pocket, handed them to Ren Ji, and said, “You go to me to find where to sell paper kites, and buy me a few of the best ones.” I’ll put it tomorrow. ”

Ren Jileng paused for a moment and asked, “Why do you suddenly want to put paper kites?” It’s all night, and I’m afraid the shops are closed. ”

“I don’t care. Mo Zhuo pouted, “Tomorrow we will pass through Liupo, that is the place where Kou Xiang wrote down the paper kites in the past, how can we not put the paper kites to hang.” By the way, you don’t understand either. ”

Ren Ji blinked his eyes and said:

“Biluo Autumn is quiet, and the power to take off is still weak. ”

“If the breeze can be trusted, the clouds will fly together. ”

Mo Zhuo looked at Ren Ji in surprise: “You actually know this poem?” ”

Ren Ji smiled faintly, this was what he heard a scholar read on the Drunken Star River, and he thought it was interesting, so he wrote it down.

“It’s just paper kites, you don’t have to buy them. Ren Ji returned the silver taels to Mo Zhuozhuo, “I’ll make two for you.” ”

Mo Zhuo was even more surprised: “You will do it?” I’m the kind of paper kite that can fly high. ”

Ren Ji nodded: “Know know, guarantee to fly high.” You go back to rest first, and tomorrow morning I’ll bring you a paper kite.” ”

Mo Zhuo glanced at Ren Ji with some suspicion, perhaps Ren Ji read out the paper kite before, which gave her a little information, and said with a glare: “Then it’s decided, give me the paper kite tomorrow morning.” Otherwise, I…”

Mo Zhuo waved his fist: “I won’t let you go.” ”

After speaking, Mo Zhuozhuo turned around and went back to the room, Ren Ji scratched his head and said to himself: “I remember that there was a bamboo forest where I passed before…”

Saying that, Ren Ji walked towards the outside of the inn, and suddenly a message flashed in his mind, Ren Ji was in place.

“Huashan Fantasy Realm? Red Dust Spirit? Trimester? ”

……

Qin Yu followed a caravan on the way to Wuzhou.

He vaguely remembered that when the person who set up the bureau talked to his accomplices, he spoke a few words in dialect. He reluctantly imitated some and asked many people before he realized that it was a dialect of a place in Wuzhou.

That “Liyan originally” has been put on him for more than ten years, as long as it is within a certain range, he will have induction.

Qin Yu was not in a hurry, he understood that he had just comprehended the “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon”, and the last few palms could not be used at all with his current red dust qi, and he still needed time.

Even if he wants to exhaust his life, he must send the “original Liyan” back to the Qin family.

“Xiao Qin, change this road for me. An old man leaned out in the carriage, “You go in and sleep for a while, our batch of goods is urgent, it must be rushed overnight, and the old man will not have that look at night, and you have to work hard.” ”

Qin Yu nodded, handed the horsewhip to the old man, grabbed the steamed bun and clear water hanging on the driver, and got into the carriage.

Qin Yu casually ate something to pad his stomach, patted the soft coat in the carriage, intending to rest for a while, suddenly, a piece of information came from his mind.

“Huashan Fantasy Realm? Red dust? ”

……

“Tuk! “A throwing knife pierced the wooden man.

Li Sanyue stepped forward, looked at the depth of the throwing knife, shook his head, and pulled out the throwing knife.

Three points into the wood, can kill the brute, but can’t kill the seven-pin stubborn.

Li Sanyue was a little frustrated.

He was probably able to shoot three consecutive swords at once, and after three slashes, he had to breathe for an hour before he could strike again.

However, if he can only deal with brute bravery, he will not reflect his value.

Li Sanyue carefully analyzed that it was not that his spirit was not concentrated enough, but that his red dust qi was not enough.

He needs more red dust gas to be compressed and converted into the blade of the throwing knife, so that it is possible to increase the lethality of the throwing knife.

Thinking of this, Li Sanyue sighed.

Red dust gas is good for everything, but it’s too slow.

For example, Confucian classics, what poetry and books Yi Chunqiu, what Analects, universities, Zhongyong, Mencius, and other classics of various branches of Confucianism, such as the vast sea of smoke, as long as you are willing to read, you can read how you want.

Where is like Wan Anbo’s martial arts, turning over and over and now only smiling at the rivers and lakes, the amorous swordsman ruthless sword two books are finished, and the legend of the condor heroes has not yet been written.

Who is enough to see!

I don’t know what Wan Amber is doing day by day.

Don’t you want him to go to Japan and write books with peace of mind?

The donkeys of the Internal Affairs Department are not as restful as he is.

Shame on the literati.

Li Sanyue complained a few words in his heart, but still sighed, picked up the Great Xuanmin Newspaper, prepared to brush, and suddenly the movement of his hand paused, and a message appeared in his mind.

“Huashan Fantasy Realm? Red dust gas reward? ”

……

In the Huashan Illusion Realm, Chen Luo seemed to have transformed into a fantasy sky, overlooking the earth, and saw a figure appear, and soon it was boundless.

“Mountain spirit, won’t they rob monsters? Looking at so many people, Chen Luo asked.

“This is the owner’s perspective to see such a sight. In fact, each of them is in their own independent space, and does not intersect with the others. ”

Chen Luo reacted and nodded: “Standalone, that would be reasonable.” ”

“By the way, what happens if they die in the fantasy realm? Chen Luo asked again.

“Entering the Illusion Realm is essentially consuming their divine soul power. If you die in the fantasy realm, the divine soul will be weakened to a certain extent. There is no way to enter the illusion again in twelve hours. ”

Chen Luo was about to continue to ask if he could call up someone’s picture alone, when he suddenly felt that the red dust qi in his body suddenly increased a lot.

This…… Started?

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