Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - v5 Chapter 670

Daxuan has been very lively recently.

Great victory in the Southern Wilderness!

Although it is not a great victory, it has far-reaching significance.

According to the real records of Mr. Sima Lie, a great scholar in the Spring and Autumn Hall, the historical truth about the tide of the Southern Wilderness was revealed to the great Xuanren.

After all, it’s a record of “Yu Jinzhi”, there is no doubt about its authenticity!

Among them, there are many scholars who have drawn pens, and based on the history recorded by Sima Lie as a blueprint, they have re-edited and written each and every touching little stories.

And among them, the most outstanding, apart from the demigods who ascended to heaven, is the pride of the human race—Chen Luo, Chen Wuhou!

Who would have thought that the arrogant capital of the demon clan, Bai Mo, who claims to be competing with Chen Wuhou Wendao, turned out to be Chen Wuhou himself!

This wave…

Hahahahahaha!

How lonely the monsters are, the more excited the humans are.

In terms of culture, my human race has been far ahead since it established its first dynasty. Do you guys think that you can catch up just casually?

In addition, great attention has been paid to the martial arts “Blood Body Transformation”, a magical ability that only martial arts geniuses can cultivate.

As a result, a new saying spread on the streets——

The sect of Taoism is ruthless, the sect of Confucianism is dirty, and the blood and body are turned into deception.

First deceive the demon clan to be deceived, and then deceive the human saint clan Fang.

It was also taking advantage of this momentum that Wenchang Pavilion announced that the reprinted version of “Journey to the West” would be open for distribution. At the same time, on the day when the new Prime Minister took office, the latest two chapters of “Journey to the West” were sent to the public.

Suddenly, no one paid attention to the news of the new Prime Minister, and everyone was eagerly looking forward to the release of the new “Journey to the West”.

Two chapters at a time!

Chen Wuhou, the light of literati!

……

Zhongjing.

Since midnight, the guests waiting for the latest two chapters of storytelling have already lined up in front of the major wake-up tea houses. There’s no way, it’s too hot, if you want to listen to it in the morning, you should go home to wash and sleep.

Not only the human race, but even those demon races living in Zhongjing spend a lot of money just to listen to the book in the front row.

Some people who despised Bai Mo in the past picked up the story of Monkey King published by Yaozu again, and got caught up in reading it.

Especially those young teenagers, shouting “I want this day, I can no longer cover my eyes”, as if full of infinite power.

Finally, the transcripts from the major academies were forwarded to the storytellers in the morning teahouse through Wenchang Pavilion. Those storytellers spent half an hour pondering and understanding the content of the new manuscript. Then, the first ray of morning light fell on the eaves. When I woke up, the doors of the teahouse were wide open, and the guests who had been waiting all night flocked in. Occupying a seat, ordering food, and laying out the money that is going to be rewarded to the storyteller today, a series of actions are completed in one go!

Not long after, a crisp roar rang out on the stage of the teahouse, and the storyteller walked out with a smile on his face.

“All the officials, little old man, don’t waste your time. Today, I bring you the twelfth and thirteenth episodes of “Journey to the West”!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the gold and silver jewels were thrown onto the stage by the enthusiastic spectators. The storyteller didn’t look sideways, took a sip from the teapot, moistened his throat, and then said—

“The thirteenth year of Zhenguan, the age is Jisi, the ninth month is Jiaxu, the third day of the first month is the good day of Guimao…”

……

Time never stops, he is fast, he is slow, he just keeps walking like this.

The sun on that day slowly rose, and the warm rays of light fell on the pavilions and pavilions, lengthening the shadows on the ground.

This is an ordinary morning, a unique morning that will never come again.

The voice of the storytelling came from the Wake Morning Teahouse, spread to the street, and followed a gust of wind, spread between the world.

……

Happy days are always short.

“While he was saying goodbye, he heard thunderous shouts from the foot of the mountain: “My master is here! My master is here too! “Frightened to make Sanzang dementia, Boqin fights to earn.” The storyteller said this, reaching out and picking up the wake-up wood, “After all, I don’t know who is shouting—”

“Snapped–“

“Let’s listen to the next decomposition!”

When the voice fell, Mr. Storyteller turned around skillfully and disappeared from everyone’s sight without any pause.

Until then, no one could react.

“Gone?”

“Break here?”

“Wow, ah, ah, shame on the literati, stand up for me!”

“Two chapters? That’s it?”

“Is this one chapter split into two?”

“I seem to have heard it, but I don’t seem to have heard it.”

“What did these two chapters say? Learn from the scriptures and go on the road? I’m not afraid of spending money, tell me one day!”

“Shameless, after the two identities merged, they began to exude a sense of shame.”

“Shame of the literati!”

“He-tui!”

A group of people scolded, and the reverence for “the light of the literati” when they queued up to enter the restaurant not long ago has long since vanished.

“Does the human race play like this?” The few demon clan listening to the book were a little dazed when they saw the indignation around them.

Can you say that?

“Outlander demon!” An old man who was leading the table seemed to be tired of scolding, took a sip of tea, and said, “This is the correct way to open Wuhou articles~www.mtlnovel.com~ Guikanshu, Shame is scolded.”

“Not only are the two not in conflict, but they also seem to complement each other!”

“Aren’t you angry when you hear this out of context?”

The demon guest nodded.

“Aren’t you holding back?”

The demon guest nodded again.

“Then scold…”

The Yaozu guest hesitated: “Actually… these two chapters contain a lot of information…”

“We don’t care about that!” The old man waved his hand proudly, “From the beginning to the end of reading, Mr. Storyteller didn’t even have half an hour, and it didn’t take as long as the old man soaked in the urine!”

“It’s a shame to make people read the text without understanding their thoughts!”

“Shout out!”

The demon guest was stunned for a moment, and boldly shouted: “Shame of the literati!”

Um?

It seems to be really comfortable!

……

At the same time, high above the sky, the sanctuary.

A series of cyan phantoms gathered in the hall of the church, and pages of books were turned in front of each figure. That page is the manuscript of “Journey to the West”.

After a while, Han Changli glanced at it and said, “This is the two manuscripts that Chen Luo left behind before going to the underworld. Let me know what you think.”

The church was quiet for a moment, and then a clear voice sounded: “Chen Luo… Did you see them in the Nether?”

“In the new chapter, there is a saying about Mahayana Buddhism and Theravada Buddhism, which exactly corresponds to them and the current Western Demon Buddha!”

“This Chen Xuanzang went to the west to study scriptures and wanted to bring back Mahayana Buddhism.”

“Could it be that their reasoning is coming back?”

“Mojie…” Another cyan figure said lightly, “I’m optimistic.”

“The Great Way of Buddhism has been stolen by the Demon Buddha. The slash in the sea of ​​blood has tainted the truth. They can’t come back.”

“Gao Fu, nothing is absolute!” said the half-sage who was called Moji, “If Mahayana Buddhism can’t come back, then in “Journey to the West”, what is the ‘Sanzang Zhenjing’ that Chen Xuanzang went to fetch?”

That Gaofu sighed: “Even if their truth can really be retrieved through the ‘Sanzang Zhenjing’, but Mojie, don’t you forget, what is the basis of their heavenly way after returning?”

“Unless Chen Luo can open a new Buddhist avenue for them!”

“But that kid’s own martial arts are only nine thousand miles away!”

As soon as these words came out, the Bansheng Namoji fell silent, and suddenly, another voice sounded: “Gao Dafu, you don’t know that kid…”

Gao Fu was stunned for a moment, turned his head, saw the person who spoke, and smiled lightly: “Yan Baichuan, you have the most contact with that kid. Tell me, what exactly is this “Journey to the West” going to write in the end?”

“That’s right, I also ask Saint Wen to give pointers.” Semi-sage Namoji also said.

Yan Baichuan shook his head slightly: “Who can guess that kid’s article!”

“As far as I can see, the article deals with the Heavenly Court, which enforces the law on behalf of the heavens, the orderly underworld of reincarnation, and now there is the Western Heaven, who is in charge of Mahayana Buddhism, and the unparalleled demon clan. This article should be a masterpiece.”

“As far as I can see, the serialized articles are less than one-tenth of them!”

“As for Wang Mojie’s mention of the ancient Buddha, I don’t dare to jump to conclusions, but have you forgotten that when the kid was only three thousand miles away, he started Chan Wu and set up a Shaolin Temple! Tried to trouble him and was stopped by my church.”

“So, in the future, it is not impossible to give birth to a new Buddhist way with martial arts!”

“Nine thousand miles is not enough, then ten thousand miles! This sage has confidence in Chen Luo!”

Speaking of this, Yan Baichuan smiled slightly: “To put it arrogantly, that kid’s book of the world can be read by everyone. This sage hopes that his martial arts can produce Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism!”

“Hahaha, it’s really crazy, but I can’t say it.” Han Changli laughed and finally said, “For us readers, don’t worry about Chen Luo, the book writer.”

“Since Heaven allows him to write “Journey to the West”, then this article must have a beginning and an end. I can just wait and wait!”

Just as Han Changli finished speaking, a female voice sounded: “With this update speed, when will it be finished?”

“Or bring him to the sanctuary, half-holy supervisor, let him finish this book first.”

“Today’s broken chapter really makes me half-dead!”

“Although he knew that the caller was Sun Wukong, but he didn’t finish writing it~www.mtlnovel.com~ What a worry!”

This voice suddenly caused bursts of laughter in the church.

“Always pay attention to what’s going on in the Western Regions.” After laughing for a while, Han Changli said sternly, “Although I waited for the cooperation with the Taoist Palace last time, and hit the Nether White Lotus Pure Land, the more this is the case, the more we must be wary of them. counterattack.”

Speaking of this, Han Changli sighed: “Unfortunately, the Heavenly Dao ban is still there, it can’t be said, many things can’t be known.”

“I don’t know what’s going on right now!”

……

At this moment, Netherworld, Changjin City.

Chen Luo let out a long whistle and flew out of Changjin City, but instead of rushing towards the densely packed front of the rat, he turned and flew to a direction on the left side of Changjin City, and disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

The general and minister standing at the head of the city frowned slightly, and did not know what Chen Luo meant, but the hundred coffins were still flying towards the battlefield. At this time, the war had started, and there was no time to hesitate. , the cavalry in the city that had already been outfitted rushed out like sharp swords, facing the tidal wave of the Rat Front Army.

The Shadowless Army focuses on raids, and retreats to defend, not a strong point.

The next time, the Shadowless Army’s iron armored cavalry collided with the Rat Frontier.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the direction Chen Luo was going, and then, a huge shadow rose into the air and flew towards the battlefield.

That’s a mountain!

And that Tuoshan person is Chen Luo!

The fire coverage he said is here!

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