I became a saint with idle books

“Home and country? Chen Luo was also stunned, this is the foundation of the Great Confucian canonization.

Yan Baichuan also didn’t talk nonsense, a peculiar aura unfolded, shrouding Chen Luo inside, Chen Luo only felt a flower in front of him, as if everything in heaven and earth was changing, and the only thing that remained unchanged was him. At this time, Yan Baichuan’s voice sounded in his ears: “Don’t move!” ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Luo felt his body sink, as if something invisible had descended on his body, and his body seemed to inspire something to resist, but it was vulnerable to collapse.

Immediately, the pressure on Chen Luo’s body disappeared, and Yan Baichuan also withdrew his peculiar charm, and his eyes looking at Chen Luo were even more puzzled: “Strange, paradoxical…”

Chen Luo hurriedly asked, “Wen Xiang, what was that just now?” ”

Yan Baichuan explained: “Fang is the power of the old man’s family and country. It’s not important, what matters is what is that aura in you? ”

“Why is there a vague feeling of home and the world, but there is no reason for heaven and earth, not even a prototype.” ”

Chen Luo looked at Yan Baichuan like a fool: “Wen Xiang, I’m not a Confucian, where did the truth of heaven and earth come from?” ”

Yan Baichuan’s face froze.

Yes, how did I forget about this in a momentary gaffe.

Chen Luo shrugged.

Although I Chen Luo wrote poems and lyrics and songs, one after another, it was a famous article at every turn, and with a wave of the pen, it was Wenhua soaring into the sky, there was a top half-saint short protection master, and there was a great Confucian who was in the right state of mind as a guardian…

By the way, there is also a half-saint treasure map on the side.

It is simply to do everything that Confucian can do to the extreme.

However, I am not a Confucian!

“Ahem…” Wen Xiang was choked and coughed, his old face turned red, his eyes flashed blue, and the fingers in his sleeve kept calculating, but there was no clue.

On the other side, Chen Luo was also in deep thought, if he was not mistaken, the “family country and world” that Yan Baichuan said should be related to the mysterious space he entered just now and the statue of Guan Yu.

In “Romance of the Three Kingdoms”, only the three countries related to the “family country and the world” can think of Shu, Wei and Wu.

Judging from the size of that mysterious space, there should be many statues like Guan Yu.

Could it be…

Gathering the characters of the Three Kingdoms can open the power of the home country of the Three Kingdoms of Shu, Wei and Wu?

“Shhhhhh

People have a family and a world, and I have three!

No, there may be four!

Three points in one, the world returns to Jin!

Wait, isn’t the characteristic of this family country and the world old coins plus old coins?

This is not in my temperament!

Well, this matter can be put aside, and we’ll talk about it later, the biggest problem at present is –

So how did Guan Yu’s statue suddenly appear?

……

As a righteous state of mind, Yan Baichuan found that he couldn’t calculate Chen Luo’s weird temperament.

Looking at Chen Luo’s appearance, it seemed that he was not very clear.

Anyway, it should be related to “Romance of the Three Kingdoms”.

Forget it, anyway, if there are any cultivation questions in their bamboo forest family, if they always ask, won’t they fall into the name of the lord of Wenchang Pavilion.

As long as you don’t want to know what you don’t know, you can know everything!

Seeing Yan Baichuan’s expression soothed, Chen Luo’s eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, “Wen Xiang, I’m this…”

“Truth can be solved, but the things of practice still need to be realized by yourself. Although the old man has already calculated the ins and outs, it is inconvenient to say it clearly. You need to know that the path of practice is not at the end of the road, but between the grass and trees on both sides of the road. If you understand, then you understand, if you don’t understand, it is useless for the old man to say more. Because what the old man said was the grass and trees in the eyes of the old man, not what you saw. Yan Baichuan interrupted.

Chen Luomeng felt that he heard something, but he felt that he had heard nothing.

“Don’t say this, the old man came this time, there are two things to find you. Yan Baichuan quickly changed the topic.

……

“Battlefield Shen Yun Phantom? After listening to Yan Baichuan’s words, Chen Luo suddenly realized.

Case solved!

It turned out that after reading “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” and having admiration for the characters in it, he could give birth to the character charm in his body, and finally summon the characters from the “Long River of Evolution”.

Isn’t this the spirit of war?

“You don’t know? Yan Baichuan saw that Chen Luo also had such an expression, and he was a little puzzled, he thought that as the author, Chen Luo knew about this.

Chen Luo shook his head: “I just felt something in my heart that I remembered to write this story, including the long river of acting, the famous general Shen Yun, I don’t know much about this kind of thing.” ”

Yan Baichuan looked at Chen Luo for a long time, and sighed: “What is your relationship with Heavenly Dao?” ”

“Huh? Chen Luo was stunned, “Me and Heavenly Dao? It doesn’t matter! ”

“Just ask, I thought you were a son of Heaven’s Dao.” Yan Baichuan smiled and continued, “This is the first thing. You write again, pay attention to one or two, and create more characters like Guan Yu, which is beneficial to the war situation of my Terrans! ”

After speaking, he shook his head again: “Lü Bu has some people who have Shen Yun, but the number is too small.” After all, there is no match for bravery, but the character is really worse! ”

Chen Luo smiled: “Wen Xiang rest assured, I have already become a bamboo in my chest.” ”

If you want to talk about beautiful women, it may be a little less, but when it comes to people on the battlefield.

Just kidding, there is nothing else in the Three Kingdoms, the advisers are like clouds, and the tigers will be like rain.

Let’s come at wholesale prices!

Seeing that Chen Luo was full of confidence, Wen Xiang nodded with satisfaction: “Your article, the old man is relieved.” Okay, come with me. ”

“Go? Where to? ”

“Go to the Temple of Literature, let’s talk about this second thing in the car.” After speaking, he looked at Luo Hongnu on the side, “The old man has disturbed your little children, borrow your uncle to use it, and send it back later.” ”

Luo Hongnu instantly blushed with shame, and quickly saluted back: “Uncle is just temporarily avoiding the limelight in the slave house, the text is useful, although take it and use it… No, the slave family does not mean that, don’t use it badly… It’s not, it’s that Wen Xiang doesn’t have to be polite…”

The more Luo Hongnu explained, the more flustered he became, and Chen Luo looked sad.

Listen, what you said!

Yan Baichuan laughed, grabbed Chen Luo, and disappeared in place.

……

Wen Xiang’s car was pulled by a serious dragon, driving steadily and quickly on the avenue.

“Please, Saint? ”

Chen Luo looked puzzled, the second thing Wen Xiang did to find him was actually to invite the saint!

“Good. Wen Xiang nodded and explained, “Half-Saint Saint Fall, there is still a holy will circulating between heaven and earth. Wenchang Pavilion holds the veins of the heavens, and the Kong Sheng family has the most holy bloodline, so they jointly built the Temple of Literature, leading the holy will between heaven and earth to live forever in the Temple of Literature. ”

“You should know about the Determination of Double Heaven, right? Wen Xiang asked.

Chen Luo nodded: “I heard what Mr. Sima said.” ”

“After the determination of the two heavens, unless there is a battle in the world, neither the Terran Half-Saint nor the Barbarian Demigod will make a move. But Wenbao and artifacts are not among the restrictions. ”

“Although the Barbarian Plain is equally vast and has many treasures that my Terran race does not have, its northern region is an endless ice field. ”

“Every winter, the northern tribes move south, looking for shelter, and the tribes are opposed to each other because of their survival, and there are no more disputes, so every time at this time, the Golden Horde will guide the tribes to the south to attack our Daxuan, one to divert the contradiction, the other to obtain barbarian rewards, and the third to consume the excess population. ”

“This is the origin of the Winter Campaign. ”

“This time the army sent a letter, and the barbarians seemed to have changed something, resulting in more than twice as many tribes participating in the invasion as usual, and for the sake of safety, the court decided to ask for saints and support the north. ”

“The so-called saint invitation is to invite out the holy will enshrined in the temple of literature, temporarily residing in the half-holy treasure, and acting as the spirit of the treasure. ”

“The Holy Dao Wenbao is divided into three classes, the Holy Dao Wenbao, the Holy Dao Heavy Treasure, and the Holy Dao Supreme Treasure. ”

“For example, your ‘Fishing Chart’, which was previously considered a top-notch Saint Dao treasure, is already a heavy treasure after having the power of time. ”

“If ordinary literary treasures have the blessing of the Holy Will Artifact Spirit, they can also enhance their power and turn them into heavy treasures. ”

Chen Luo was stunned when he listened, this also brings a grade upgrade?

“Then if my Fishing Chart is also infused with the Holy Will, will it become a treasure? Chen Luo asked.

Yan Baichuan shook his head: “The supreme treasure is rare, and the heavy treasure itself is very powerful, so it is difficult for the Holy Will to integrate, and even if it is integrated, it is still the category of heavy treasure.” ”

“And the supreme treasure, also known as the treasure of the town clan, the entire human race is only eight pieces, which can only be refined beyond the grade of the half-saint. ”

Speaking of this, Yan Baichuan said meaningfully: “The Fang family has a rudiment of a supreme treasure!” If it weren’t for Fang Sheng’s Holy Fall, it would be the ninth supreme treasure of the Terran race! ”

Chen Luo’s heart sank, and the good thing fell into the toilet!

“How can this please Saint? Chen Luo asked curiously, actually asking Wen Xiang to invite himself.

It wouldn’t be about writing poetry.

Yan Baichuan said with a smile: “Simple, write poetry!” ”

“The Holy Will dwells in the Half-Saint Image, and although it is only a trace of the power of the Holy Dao, there is still the heart to protect my human race. ”

“As long as the poetry is sincere and vibrates, they will naturally be dragged here. ”

“Back then, Fang Weng was seriously injured and trapped in an isolated village, asking for sainthood with his remnants and writing famous texts——”

“Zombie lonely village does not mourn,”

“Shang Si is the national wheel platform. ”

“Lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain,”

“The iron horse is dreaming. ”

“After one poem, two holy spirits came out from the Temple of Literature to help Fang Weng repel the barbarian army. ”

“Today, I have prepared three half-holy treasures in Wenchang Pavilion, as long as two holy intentions descend, it will be enough to support the soldiers. ”

Chen Luo nodded, probably knowing what to do.

I’m a little good at writing poetry…

……

At this time, before the Temple of Literature, a large group of people had gathered.

They are all talented poets, there are great Confucians, and there are masters, although they are talking to each other, but they all leave a note at the gate of the Temple of Literature.

In the past few days, “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” came out, and those great Confucians were surprised to find that this book was useful for them to stabilize their family and country!

However, Wen Xiang gave a death order, and he was not allowed to talk about “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” to Wan Anbo today.

First suppress the hatred of being out of context.

Please be holy!

But it doesn’t prevent everyone from getting closer and closer in a friendly way.

What if there are some gleanings, notes, etc., that are not publicly issued?

Leng Hanbing stood in the crowd, with a smile on his face.

Last time I won Qi Kexiu’s Great Ru Wenbao, it can be said that it is a big profit. Unexpectedly, it was only a few days, and there was a new opportunity.

Chen Luo flew bravely, and the cold ice will always accompany him!

Leng Hanbing smiled and said, “Everyone, Wen Xiang and Wan Anbo will arrive in a moment. I don’t know who of you is willing to bet with me, can Wan Amber ask Saint to succeed? ”

“Bet on a big Ru Wenbao! ”

Everyone looked at the cold and cold like a fool, betting on whether Chen Luo could write poetry?

Didn’t you see that recently Qi Kexiu has a big Confucian who takes private work outside every day?

Pathetic…

Seeing that there were few respondents, he smiled coldly and embarrassedly, and said again: “Two statues! Bet on whether Wan’anbo’s poem can attract two holy intentions. ”

Everyone then looked at the cold ice.

This, it seems, can be gambled!

After all, a poem invites double saints, it seems that only Lu Fangweng has done it!

Although Chen Luotian is a poet, he is not so powerful.

A big Ru Wenbao, grabbing is earning!

In an instant, many heart-moving Da Ru walked towards the cold ice.

At the same time, the dragon horse carriage came to the Temple of Literature!

Purple Pen Literature