I became a saint with idle books

The morning in Zhongjing became more and more chilly.

Chen Luo stomped his foot and exhaled a cloud of white qi.

Today, Qingwei’s group is about to return to Shouyang Mountain, and Chen Xuan, naturally has not woken up yet, and will also be taken back by them.

Chen Luo looked at Chen Xuan, who was still asleep, his face was already bloody at this time, and his heart was slightly reluctant.

Speaking of which, Chen Xuan is the person he is most familiar with, but the real time between the two has not been a few days in total.

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless and full of flowers.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch begins to dry into gray tears.

Xiaojing but the clouds changed, and the night chant should feel the moonlight cold.

There are no many ways to go to Pengshan, and the blue birds are attentive to visit.

Farewell today, you are in Immortal Mountain, I am in Red Dust, and I don’t know when I will see each other again——

“Luo’er, remember to come to Shouyang Mountain in three months and choose the secret realm. Qingwei reminded, “By then, Xuan’er should also wake up.” ”

Chen Luo:( ̄w ̄;)

The atmosphere, gone…

Seeing the purple auspicious clouds born on the soles of the Great Heavenly Master’s group, lifting up the crowd, and in an instant, they disappeared in front of their eyes, and Chen Luo took a breath of white mist.

Chen Xuan, gone…

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“Lu Tong! Chen Luo shouted, “Go and send a post to Liu Daru and say that I asked him to drink!” Place for him to decide! ”

……

In the empty imperial garden, there were only Ye Heng and Yan Baichuan, and even Hou An, who had always been inseparable, was also guarding the door of the imperial garden.

Since Emperor Wu revoked the Confucian powers in the imperial garden and no longer allowed the imperial garden to be purple and red all year round, by this moment, the chrysanthemums had also withered, and only the row of plum blossoms had grown a little red bud.

“Your Majesty! Yan Baichuan looked at Ye Heng’s back and called softly.

If the two of them continued to stand like this, they would miss the hour of the early dynasty.

“Uncle Yan…” Ye Heng sighed, with exhaustion in his voice, Yan Baichuan was shocked, this was what Ye Heng called himself when he was not on the throne in his early years, and he had not heard it for decades.

“The minister is here. Yan Baichuan respectfully saluted.

“Qu’er is dead…” said Ye Heng calmly.

Yan Baichuan was slightly stunned, and then an incredulous look flashed on his face: “Waste… Ye Qu died? ”

Ye Heng turned around, his eyes were red and swollen, obviously after a long cry: “Throw yourself into the well and die!” ”

Yan Baichuan’s eyebrows furrowed, as if he had thought of something, and he wanted to say nothing.

Ye Heng slowly walked towards the pavilion, and Yan Baichuan followed suit.

“I know what Uncle Yan wants to say. I asked the ancestors to see it personally, and there were no traces of human hands. ”

“It can only be said that Qu’er’s heart is too bad. ”

Yan Baichuan bowed his hand slightly: “Your Majesty mourns.” ”

Ye Heng walked slowly towards the small pavilion in the imperial garden and said, “Since he ascended the throne, he did not dare to slack off a little, after all, it was the abandonment of Qu’er’s teachings that allowed him to get to this point. ”

“If he is wrong, he has three points and he has seven points. ”

“I know that Uncle Yan has a good friendship with Sima Lie, can Uncle Yan come forward and ask Old Mr. Sima to be in the history books, so that Qu’er has dignity. This is the last thing my father can do for him. ”

Yan Baichuan nodded: “The old minister will handle this matter.” ”

Ye Heng nodded and said again: “This matter started because of Wan Anbo, but it has nothing to do with Wan Anbo, and Qu’er is to blame.” Chen Luo’s opening of the martial arts is the hope of my human race, and he is afraid of the dignity of the queen, and he cannot declare consolation. He also asked Uncle Yan to come forward and provide relief on his behalf. ”

“Young man, it is inevitable that his heart is impetuous, and he must not let him be separated from me because of the grievances Qu’er gave him. ”

“Da Xuan, it is the Da Xuan of my Ye Clan, and it is also the Da Xuan of the Terran Clan. ”

“Qu’er is Xuanzi, he is the people of Daxuan, and he is also Xuanzi. ”

Yan Baichuan looked at Ye Heng, for a long time, and bowed deeply: “Old minister, Dai Wan Anbo, thank Your Majesty for your benevolent heart.” ”

……

Zhongjing, Wanbao Building.

Ye Dafu sat in the most conspicuous position of the auction hall, looking ready to go. The accountant beside him carefully introduced in his ear.

“Shizi, in the auction this time, there are three relics of the Buddha Gate, one bodhisattva realm and two arhat realms. However, the Bodhisattva relic seemed to have been cracked a bit, and it was estimated to be worth about three hundred Heavenly Dao Crystals. ”

“There are also three broken arms of the barbarian barbarian king equivalent to the Great Ru of the Gewu Realm, this is a good thing, it is the most suitable for refining and killing barbarian Ru treasures, and the estimated value will not be less than three hundred and thirty Heavenly Dao Crystals. ”

“Both of these are lots that were only announced the day before yesterday, and most people here are here for these two things. ”

Ye Dafu raised his eyebrows: “Buddha Bodhisattva, barbarian barbarian king, who sent this lot, bloody.” ”

Mr. Accounting shook his head: “The rules of Wanbao Lou will not disclose the news of the seller. ”

Ye Dafu yawned: “It has nothing to do with us, we are here for that Kailing Fruit Tree seedling.” I slept for a while first, and when it came to call me. ”

“By the way, pay attention to who took those two things? If there is a festival with us, forget it, if there is a festival, let the dead men in the house help them luck. ”

……

“Okay, the next lot is a seedling of an open fruit tree. The auctioneer introduced, “Open the spirit fruit tree, can bear spirit fruit, and a fruit tree bears more than 800 fruits every year. ”

“Taking Kai Ling Guo helps young children to develop the talent of reading through. ”

“According to the observation of the half-saint, the odds of being able to increase by one percent. Although the effect is not very strong, it is a large amount, and it is a must-have wood for the wealthy family! ”

“Starting price, thirty Heavenly Dao Crystals! ”

As soon as the auctioneer’s words fell, Ye Dafu’s lazy voice sounded.

“Thirty pieces and one taels! ”

Everyone looked sideways, and when they saw that it was Ye Dafu, their faces showed that they really looked like this.

“Forty pieces. A child of the family shouted.

“Forty pieces and one or two. Ye Dafu shouted again.

The descendant of the family looked at Ye Dafu: “Ye Dafu, can you hurry up!” ”

After speaking, he shouted again: “Seventy pieces!” ”

He directly raised the price by nearly doubling.

Ye Dafu sighed: “Seventy pieces and one or two!” ”

That family son was disgusted, but he did not dare to shout again, and shouting again was higher than the market price of the Kai Ling Fruit Tree. He also left money to bid for the Buddha’s and Man’s items, so he stopped and drummed.

Until the auctioneer repeatedly urged, no one bid again, and finally regretted the hammer.

Ye Dafu looked smiling and immediately sent Mr. Accounting to handle the handover. The next Buddha and Man’s auction, he plans to be a melon-eating mass.

At this moment, a treasurer of Wanbao Lou suddenly ran up to the auction table and whispered a few words to the auctioneer, who nodded, and then knocked on the small hammer in his hand.

“Guys, things have changed, we have just received a new auction commission. ”

“So bring this commission forward for the time being. ”

“The client, it’s the Yan family of the painting Saint Family! ”

“The lot, it’s a half-saint treasure! ”

As soon as the auctioneer’s words fell, the audience boiled, and the wealthy children who had always been calm stood up one after another, looked at the auctioneer on the stage, and asked loudly——

“Miss Yafei, you didn’t say anything wrong? Is it a half-saint Wenbao, not a Great Ru Wenbao? ”

“Miss Yafei, are you talking about the Yan family of Yan Kexuan Yan Sheng? ”

“Miss Yafei, can I postpone the auction for two days when I don’t have enough funds? ”

For a while, the auction hall was boiling, and this was a tongue blooming spring thunder: “Silence! ”

Positive state of mind coercion swept the audience.

This is the town building of Wanbao Lou.

In an instant, everyone fell silent.

The auctioneer, Miss Yafei, slowed her mind, spoke softly, and said——

“Gentlemen, what the Yan family wants to auction is not the Half-Saint Treasure itself. ”

“It’s about qualifying for the Half-Saint Treasure. ”

“Before Yan Sheng fell, he left a fishing map, which everyone must have heard of. ”

“It was a treasure of cooperation between Yan Sheng and Liu Wenzong, and it was inscribed with a poem by Liu Wenzong. ”

“A thousand mountains and birds fly,”

“Ten thousand paths are gone. ”

“Lonely Boat,”

“Fishing alone in the cold river snow. ”

“This Wenbao, he fished a barbarian emperor alive, and even injured a barbarian god. ”

“That barbarian god fought back desperately, stained this fishing map with blood, turned winter into autumn, erased Liu Wenzong’s poems, and changed the artistic conception of the fishing map. ”

“For hundreds of years, the Yan family has wanted to re-add new poems to the fishing map and reproduce the power of the half-saint treasure, but in the end, it has not succeeded. ”

“Today, the Yan family decided to auction ten places, and those who won the quota could try to make up poems for the fishing map within ten years, as long as they could reproduce the power of the half-saint treasure of the fishing map, they would give it away. ”

After listening to Yafei’s narration, the scene also calmed down.

Everyone here is a big man with hands and eyes, and everyone naturally knows that since it was stained with the blood of the barbarian god, this “Fishing Diagram” has actually become an ordinary painting and calligraphy, without half-death.

If you want to reproduce the power of the year, the poem that fills the title must have a saint-level heavenly power. Back then, Liu Wenzong was able to use the murderous aura of the cold winter of heaven and earth to make such a power.

Everyone also understands that it is not that the Yan family is greedy for the cost of auctioning places, after all, many years ago, the head of the Yan family said that whoever can make the “Fishing Chart” shine again will give it away.

When painting the Holy Family, there are still a few half-saint treasures in the town house.

Today’s trick, I am afraid that over the past hundred years, countless talents who think highly of themselves have taken the initiative to come to the door to ask for supplementary poems, so they have added such a threshold.

That said, it’s not that tempting.

To put it ugly, their family, who has not sent someone to the Yan family to try to inscribe poetry!

After all these years, who succeeded?

But at this time, Ye Dafu was ecstatic in his heart, and his fat face was full of smiles.

He was pulling out the Heavenly Dao Crystal from his storage bag piece by piece.

“Inscribed poem, who compares to my eldest brother! ”

“Big brother, I’ll help you pad this money first, and count you as borrowing me.” ”

“Nine out of thirteen! Hello brother, I still have to make it clear. ”

“Half-Saint Wenbao, big brother, you’re going to pick up the treasure. ”

……

Aa

Chen Luo sneezed.

Well, it seems that the weather is getting colder, and you have to get some thick clothes…

Purple Pen Literature