Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 368

[Chapter 364 Ancestor?]

“Big brother?”

Wang Bugui’s voice did not transmit sound transmission, but he shouted so earth-shatteringly that everyone heard it immediately.   ”   The

eldest brother of the prince? Isn’t the prince the eldest son of the Wang

family   ?   ” “, looked at it suspiciously, and immediately became happy.   Isn’t this the king does not return?   We broke into the Crystal Demon Realm together last year, and were later summoned by the family to face the Battle of Winter, but we didn’t expect to meet again here.   ”No return!” Chen Luo joyfully jumped off the carriage, sensed it, and was a little surprised, “Master?”   Wang Bugui didn’t look like a young master at this time, scratched the back of his head shyly, smiled, and said: “Accidentally broke through last month. It can’t compare to you, big brother, who drove six thousand miles.” The   two were talking, and the Confucian scholar team behind them cheered-   ”Wuhou! It’s really Wuhou!”   ”Wu Hou is mighty!”   ”The shame of a literati, I love you…”   Chen Luo’s face darkened, and the last sentence must have sounded like a big man, I can’t stand it!   Don’t love me, no result.   Chen Luo waved his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet, and the team behind stopped immediately.   ”Brother, you are so majestic!” Wang Bugui looked at Chen Luo enviously.

Chen Luo was about to speak, when suddenly there was another gust of wind in the distant sky. Looking up, he saw three or five students in Tsing Yi coming from the wind. Those students didn’t look like other Confucian students at all, they looked like fishermen People like the woodcutter and the woodcutter put on the clothes of the students, which seems strange but has a hint of harmony. The people who came were all frowning, as if they were worried about countless things.

“He’s a student from Caotang College.” Wang Bugui knew that Chen Luo had first traveled the world, and was worried that someone would catch a mistake in Chen Luo’s words. The method of breaking thatch and flying away handed down by the sage Zimei.”

“I have always liked this technique of flying away. Scholars regard themselves as thatch in the wind, and are willing to turn themselves into ‘thousands of vast mansions’. The meaning is very deep.” A glutinous voice rang in Chen Luo’s ear, Chen Luo turned his head, and saw Ye Shuyi, the Princess of Pingyang in red, standing beside him at some point.

“However, what I like is not the style and connotation, but the aura of howling wind. It’s obviously very pretentious, but it’s not pretentious at all. This is very advanced.” Ye Shuyi smiled lightly, and saluted Chen Luo, “Shu Yi has met Senior Brother Chen.” After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Bugui again: “Didn’t your uncle say that he would wait for me to grow up? I heard that he has married a third concubine?”

Wang Bugui smiled awkwardly: ” My uncle said that the princess was young at the time, and she was just joking with you…”

“Huh!” Ye Shuyi snorted softly, “I have waited for sixteen years, and I just want to say to him when I grow up: I want to be beautiful! This time you go back and help me bring the message.”

Wang Bugui nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, two more groups of people flew in from afar. Ye Shuyi looked up, and introduced to Chen Luo: “The current rider of the crane is a member of the Mengde Saint’s tribe, that is the reason for ‘a crane rides on the clouds in a clear sky, and poetic sentiments reach the blue sky’.” The way to escape.”

Chen Luo nodded, when he dreamed that the sage broke the Great Confucianism, he once sang this poem and engraved it into the way of heaven, but now when the Great Confucianism is born, there may be a vision of a clear sky leading a crane. Not long ago, Dongcang City The thirty-six hundred battles of Confucianism have achieved this scene.

“The ones riding the billowing clouds are the students of the Yellow Crane Academy. This is derived from the technique of flying clouds and escaping from ‘the yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will be empty for thousands of years’.

” But it can form towers, which have a certain defensive effect. It is said that the great scholars of the Yellow Crane Academy can also summon the yellow crane to fight against the enemy in the cloud tower, which is indeed a magical skill.”

Chen Luo felt admiration in his heart, and he was mere. Although Men Feidun’s spells all come from “Pingbu Qingyun”, he has seen Wang Bugui’s stepping pen, Caotang Academy’s Yufeng, Shihao’s family’s driving crane, and Yellow Crane Academy’s dangyun. Quan Bao, how beautiful this Confucianism school should be, and what kind of elegance this world should be!

This trip was not in vain.

Just after Ye Shuyi finished his introduction, a leader of the Thatched Cottage Academy walked up to Chen Luo and saluted respectfully: “The Cottage is Lingjueding, I have seen Marquis Wu, and Princess Pingyang.” Then he nodded slightly at Wang Bugui hint.

Chen Luo hurriedly returned the salute. When this figure who looked like a woodcutter approached, he even noticed that the hairs all over his body stood on end. This was the warrior’s own vigilance. Even the careless Immortal Langfei, at this time, also said through voice transmission: “This person, the master is comparable to the great Confucian, very strong!”

Immediately afterwards, the leaders of the Shihao family and the Yellow Crane Academy stepped forward one after another. .

“Liu Chenzhou has met Marquis Wu and Princess Pingyang.”

“Xia Qingchuan has met Marquis Wu and Princess Pingyang.”

Unexpectedly, the leader of Yellow Crane Academy this time is a woman who looks young, fourteen or fifteen years old. The appearance, a pair of peach blossom eyes are born with a hint of coquettishness. This smiling appearance, I don’t know which talented boy’s youth time will be amazed.

Chen Luo returned the salutations one by one. Confucianism teaches the principles of common sense. No matter whether he is a teacher or his own status, everyone should come to worship him. At this moment, a thick and square voice sounded: “Tianxin College, Fang Ji, I have met Wuhou.”

This sentence did not bring Ye Shuyi, but it was obviously aimed at Chen Luo. When Chen Luo turned his head, he saw a A man in his thirties cupped his fists and saluted himself.

Chen Luo was not in a hurry to return the gift, but asked, “The Fang family?”

Fang Ji stood up, nodded and said, “This is a side branch of the Fang family, the master of Tianxin College, this time he brought a few or two children to participate in the Rou Enjoy the flowers in the garden.”

At this time, Ye Shuyi sent a voice transmission to Chen Luo: “Senior Brother Chen, Tianxin College is the family study of the Fang family.”

Seeing Ye Shuyi and Chen Luo transmit voice, Fang Ji was not in a hurry. Then he continued: “The grievances between the Fang family and the Zhulin originated from the change of Tianshu. Now they have turned against each other because of the master’s ancestor who was possessed by demons. Now the ancestor of the sage is in charge of the family and rectifies the style of the family. Things like before happened again. The grievances will come to an end, but not today. When I see the master of martial arts of the human race, I will come to pay my respects.”

Chen Luo also bowed after hearing the words: “Thank you! I understand ”

Thank you, thank you for the other party coming over and bowing down. If you treat each other with courtesy, I will reciprocate courtesy.

I understand, what I understand is that as the master of martial arts, I will not take the initiative to make things difficult when I meet the juniors of Tianxing Academy in the garden later.

Hearing this, Fang Ji’s face relaxed, and he bowed again: “Thank you.”

This thank you, thank you for understanding.

After worshiping, Fang Ji turned around and left. Chen Luo looked at Fang Ji’s back, and suddenly heard Lang Feixian’s voice transmission: “This Fang Ji, is not cultivating the holy way of the Fang family.”

…

About another moment passed Within a few minutes, Lu Changle walked up to Ye Shuyi and whispered a few words, informing her that the people entering the park had assembled, and Ye Shuyi nodded. Lu Changle soared into the sky, with spring thunder on his tongue: “The hour has come, and the soft garden opens.” ”   Everyone

should understand the rules, and I will say it again.

”

Don’t blame me for checking your own culture.”

As he said that, Lu Changle waved his sleeves, and phantoms of flowers flew out from the soft garden, turning into little flower demons, flying towards the crowd.

Chen Luo had heard Yang Qianli introduce the admission process in detail a long time ago. To put it simply, these soft garden flowers inspired by the entrant’s own cultural heritage, if qualified, will be turned into a hundred flower order and sent to the soft garden by itself , If you don’t have enough literary rhyme, you will also lose the qualification to enter the kindergarten.

Because it is a test of the essence of culture and has the effect of judging the potential, the cultivation bases of these thousands of candidates who are preparing to enter the kindergarten range from the seventh-rank poetic realm to the fourth-rank preaching realm like Ling Jueding, but it is quite complicated , There will naturally be many situations when tested.

“False! Do you think that tattooing a few handed down poems on your body can fool us from the sense of the flower spirit in Rouyuan? Don’t enter!”

“Open your mouth! Wenhua elixir naturally has a medicinal fragrance, how can you fool us! No way!” Enter!”

“Report! This person wants to bribe me, give me a drop of semen, I will report. No entry!”

“Ancestor? Oh my god, it’s the ancestor!” A soft garden flower spirit checked in front of Chen Luo , For some reason, the dream Hualin in Chen Luo’s mind suddenly trembled, and the Hualing suddenly felt that countless ancestors of Hualing who carried the splendor of the sky stood in front of him, as if he saw six thousand miles of flower forests everywhere. , let out a loud cry, and cast their bodies on the ground…

For a moment, the audience cast their eyes on Chen Luo. Chen Luo’s heart moved, and he caught the flower spirit transformed into a flower order, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Suddenly, a green lotus that was trying to “fish in troubled waters” was ejected by a force

…

Chen Luo opened his eyes again, and at this time he was already in a flower field, which stretched for three hundred miles, and the mountains and rivers were as far away as possible. In the eyes, the strange flowers are in bud. It’s just that the book of life and death in Chen Luo’s mind trembled slightly, and Chen Luo frowned slightly at this moment.

What did he see?

He saw a stone statue of a bird, fluttering its wings, singing, or returning to its nest. At a glance, countless birds are standing, lying or flying, but time seems to be frozen, all the birds Birds have become a statue of stone.

At this moment, Wang Bugui, who followed Chen Luo in, saw Chen Luo’s appearance, and reached out to pat Chen Luo: “Brother, are you alright?”

Chen Luo came back to his senses. At this moment, the scene in front of him changed again, and it was another three hundred miles of flower fields, three hundred miles of exotic flowers that were in bud. He shook his head at Wang Bugui, said nothing, and then murmured softly. “Eldest senior brother!” But there was no response, Chen Luo stretched out his hand to touch, and the Qinglian that had been inlaid on the crown of his head disappeared at some point.

“Wandering again?” Chen Luo frowned slightly, it seemed that Lang Feixian didn’t come in with him, Chen Luo shrugged, and could only bury what he saw just now in his heart.

“Wuhou, there is a strange flower that you like. You can do it first!” A voice sounded, and Chen Luo glanced at it, and found that it was a student from Tianxin College. He was just standing behind Fang Ji when he lined up before, and it was about this time. The big brother of Tianxin Academy has entered Rouyuan.

“Thank you.” Chen Luo also remembered Fang Ji’s promise, nodded, and picked a strange flower beside him, Wang Bugui said quickly: “Brother, don’t be fooled, to make the strange flower bloom, you must first transcribe poems. Only one flower can bloom in a poem, don’t use it in these low-grade… huh?”

I saw that Chen Luo didn’t write poems and lyrics, but just grabbed the stem of a strange flower with his hands, and in an instant—the

strange flower bloomed!

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