Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 160

The red sun rises, and the rays of light are radiant.

Shouyang Mountain.

The Great Celestial Master Qingwei sat on the steps of the White Cloud Palace, looking at the rising sun, with a small green grass standing upright on his head, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun.

"Senior brother, you are the Great Celestial Master, pay attention to your posture!" The beautiful Qingxuan walked out of the White Jade Palace, frowned slightly when he saw Qingwei's appearance, and said.

Instead of getting up, Qingwei patted the steps beside her: "The disciples are busy with other things, no one will come today, and Junior Sister will also sit down and rest for a while?"

Qingxuan looked at Qingwei who looked old and said softly, "I'll just stand."

Qingwei nodded and looked at the red sun: "The red sun is rising, and the good times have just begun! But some people can't wait for the sun to reach the sky."

Qingxuan sighed: "Daomen practice has always been like this."

"Everyone in the world says that there are three schools of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, but I, Taoism, can live the longest. Some people know that the road to cultivating the soul and refining the sun is far more difficult than Confucianism and Buddhism."

"It's extremely difficult to get started. After getting started, every realm is a layer of life and death. If I can cultivate to today's realm of Daojun, which one is not from nine deaths."

"Even if it's a Daoist, when the big sister hit the Daoist realm, it's not..." When Qingxuan said this, he suddenly paused and stopped talking.

"Don't talk, don't talk!" Qingwei's expression changed slightly before returning to normal, standing up: "Have the statistics been calculated?"

Qingxuan nodded, handed Qingwei a jade slip, and said at the same time, "Last month, a total of 26,342 Daoist disciples went wrong in their cultivation and could no longer walk through the door to the sky. One thousand three One hundred and fourteen real people are damaged and cannot continue to practice."

Qingwei's hand holding the jade slip trembled slightly: "Is anyone of them comprehending the aura of red dust?"

Qingxuan sighed: "Master Chen Xianliang's Martial Arts and Confucianism are very compatible, but they are a little difficult to match with my Daoism. Only about a thousand people can go back to Martial Arts."

Qingwei frowned: "The Taiji swordsmanship in the last book is quite in line with the true meaning of my Daoist Taiji. It's just a little bit of space, and he also specifically said that the Taoist masters of Chongxu won't teach disciples, and this swordsmanship is about to decline. "

"Don't even leave a hole for me!"

Qingxuan comforted: "Senior brother, this is also impossible."

"No way!" Qingwei shook his head, "If it used to be, there was no way, but now that Martial Dao is out, there is a way. Not only the disciples of the Dao Sect who pass through 100,000 Dao sects every year, but also the disciples of my Dao Sect. The descendants, there are also many ordinary people!"

"If it's because of being close to the Taoist sect and provoking the meaning of Taoism, it is difficult to generate a mortal qi. That's the fault of my great celestial master!"

"Daomen Hongchen Road, we must find a way to get it out!"

Speaking of this, Qingwei suddenly stopped and looked at Qingxuan: "Junior sister, do you think this kid Chen Luo is calling me?"

"what?"

"He's blaming me for not doing him any favors!"

"This……"

"Look, that kid in Zhulin accepted him as his apprentice, and Wenchang Pavilion cooperated with him to publish a newspaper. So he gave all the benefits to the Confucian Sect."

"I don't care about him during this period of time, is it a dereliction of duty?"

Qingxuan thought for a while: "I heard that he has a good relationship with Prince Jing."

"Those are people from Lingbao's lineage, and they are not the masters of Taoism, so the relationship is innumerable."

"Didn't senior brother send Tianling to Zhongjing?"

"Tian Ling's temperament is nothing more than an idle move, I don't expect him to have any surprises!"

"What does that senior brother mean?"

A ray of light flashed in Qingwei's clear eyes.

"Chen Luo doesn't have the talent to read through anyway. Then this disciple, his Confucianism can accept it, but my Taoism can't accept it?"

"Take a walk..." Qingwei said and ran into the White Jade Palace.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

"Prepare for a little apprenticeship!"

Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and frowned when he saw Qingwei whose figure quickly disappeared.

"Appreciation ceremony? Isn't it supposed to be prepared by the disciple?"

"Senior brother, you don't... do you want to go to apprenticeship?"

The North Wind Building was still overcrowded.

The story of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has come to the fourth time.

Naqiu Chuji made a bet with the Seven Devils of Jiangnan to train Yang Kang and Guo Jing respectively. Eighteen years later, they competed in martial arts at the Zuixianlou in Jiaxing. In order to find Li Ping and Guo Jing, the Seven Devils of Jiangnan traveled all the way north, and finally arrived in Mobei, where they finally accepted Guo Jing as their apprentice. …

This time, Heifeng Shuangsha appeared, Jiuyin White Bone Claw appeared, and Zhang Ah Sheng, the fifth of the seven monsters, died.

"That Zhang Ah Sheng's last sentence, lying in the ear of the seventh sister Han Xiaoying, said: 'Teach the child... well, don't lose to... the stinky Taoist priest!' Immediately he breathed..."

A depressing atmosphere spread in the North Wind Tower.

In the past few days, everyone followed the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, from the beautiful south of the Yangtze River to the vast Mobei, just to make a promise and to keep it for several years, just to teach Guo Jing well.

Where are the Seven Monsters, they are clearly the Seven Heroes!

Everyone seems to feel a trace of chivalry.

"Keep your word, this is the style of my Confucian gentleman!" A Confucian student said with emotion.

"Nonsense, this is clearly my warrior's chivalry, don't put it on your Confucianism!"

"Exactly! I don't need to follow the way of a gentleman, I have a chivalrous spirit!"

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, Mr. Nan hasn't finished speaking yet..."

Spring Breeze Academy.

"This is the hero that Wan Anbo wants to write?" A student looked at the latest "Da Xuan Min Daily", "Am I the only one who thinks he is a useless person?"

Others glanced at the student, but no one responded. The student continued: "I think Wan Anbo is also done by Jiang Lang. This "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is probably not written by someone else! He doesn't know how to write it, many people Are you going to give up reading?"

Another student glanced at him and scolded: "If you want to read it, just read it. If you don't want to read it, please go quietly and read the Four Books and Five Classics, don't disturb us!"

Seeing that someone was taking care of him, the student who was picking up the trouble instantly became happy, feeling that he needed to come out and do justice, and said quickly, "Although I only watched the first four times, I can guess that it must be the Guo Jing fiasco that follows. , and then this Guo Jing turned to apprentice Mei Chaofeng, learned the Jiuyin White Bone Claw, and killed Yang Kang."

"Hahaha, what a hero, I think it's bullshit! There is no distinction between right and wrong, good and evil! What about the hero of the hero, I didn't understand before, how can this kind of story be so popular?"

"What else are you looking at? Let's go. I don't think there's anything to see."

"Please shut up! Why don't you write?" Another student frowned.

"Yo, what's the matter? No one is allowed to say it. "Mandarin" has a saying, the mouth of the people is more than the mouth of the river! You tell me to shut up, can you shut up all the scholars in the world?"

"Wan Anbo doesn't have such a great prestige, right? What are you?"

"What? You still want to do it? Come on, hit me!"

As soon as the voice fell, a blue light flashed suddenly, followed by a clear slap on the face. The student was fanned out, and two teeth flew out of his mouth.

It was only then that everyone could see clearly that it was a beautiful and unparalleled female student who did it. Everyone knew that it was Cheng Diefei who came to Zheliu Academy to deliver the manuscript.

At this time, Cheng Diefei flashed again, landed in front of the student, then raised his leg and kicked violently!

At first, I heard the student's begging for mercy, but the voice became weaker and weaker.

Everyone felt that the whole earth was shaking.

After a full cup of tea, Cheng Diefei let out a long breath and smiled sweetly at the people around.

"Uncle said that if others have requirements and you can do your best, you must help."

"The first time I heard such a request, it was strange."

"Let all the seniors laugh."

"For disturbing you to read the story, Die Fei apologizes to all the seniors."

Everyone looked at the students lying on the ground with their teeth shaved and beyond recognition, and they all bowed back to Cheng Diefei: "Xuemei is willing to help others, my role model!"

Kong Tianfang's elegant room.

Kong Tianfang put down the newspaper and looked at Tian Haiyi.

"Haiyi, watch the latest episode of "Shooting the Condor"."

Haiyi nodded: "I just finished reading it."

"What do you think of this Guo Jing?" Kong Tianfang tapped on the table with his finger, "According to the description in the previous article, this Guo Jing is of average talent, and the Seven Heroes of the South of the Yangtze River can't be regarded as a first-class person. After all, none of the seven enemies and one is the son of Changchun. The opponent is in a bitter cold place outside the Great Wall. Can you really take on the name of a hero?"

Tian Haiyi also frowned and said, "I'm also thinking about this question below. According to the previous trajectory of "The Swordsman", is it possible that an expert like Feng Qingyang suddenly appeared?"

"It's different." Kong Tianfang shook his head, "Linghu Chong is naturally talented. Feng Qingyang only read the formula of Dugu Nine Swords once, and he wrote down seven, seven, eight, eight."

"But look at this Guo Jing, he is simply an elm head. Even if there is a famous teacher, it is difficult to become a master!"

"Is there any treasure that can cut the marrow of the Book of Changes and reshape the talent?"

"If that's the case, isn't this story falling into a cliché?"

The two were silent.

In the market teahouse.

"What do you know? Wan Anbo is well-intentioned!" An old man took a sip of tea and commented.

Immediately, a young man continued to serve tea, and the old man was asked to continue.

The old man continued, "Think about it, in this world, are there more intelligent people or more mediocre people?"

"Of course it's mediocre." The crowd replied.

"Then let me ask you again, the people who practice martial arts are more intelligent people or ordinary people."

The young man who continued the tea said: "Naturally there are many ordinary people. If they have the talent to read through, I am afraid that most people still prefer the path of Confucianism and Taoism..."

The old man nodded, and then said, "That's it. Wan Anbo said that this story needs to be written about a hero, a hero of martial arts. But if it's a genius, what's the point?"

"Wait too far from me."

"Only in this way, ordinary people with blunt talents, are most people in this world."

"If he can become a hero, why can't I wait?"

"This is a piece of Wan Anbo's painstaking efforts!"

Everyone suddenly realized!

Zhongjing Daoyuan.

"The heart of a child, this is the heart of a pure child!" Daojun Tianling looked at the latest "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" with an excited expression, as if he had discovered Guo Jing's secret.

Others said that Guo Jing was talented and blunt, but he could see that ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Chen Luo clearly gave Guo Jingan the heart of a child.

In Taoism, it is better to pay attention to the clarity of the soul, and the clarity of the soul is to have the heart of a child.

Sure enough, is Guo Jing going to take the road?

I have to write a letter to the Great Celestial Master and report the news.

Well... Forget it, now is not the time, just wait a bit.

Waiting for the following content to come out, give the Great Celestial Master a surprise.

Yes, yes, you can write a letter first, saying that there is little hope for martial arts.

Then he expressed his unremitting efforts, and finally moved Chen Luo.

Therefore, Daomen martial arts is very prosperous!

Then he Tianling, didn't he make a great contribution?

Anyway, he is now a Taoist office in the capital.

For this credit, I am determined by Tianling!

Wan'anbo House.

"Have you ever seen a waste wood stream!"

"Hmph, it's a pity, there's no place to add a divorce plot."

"Otherwise, let the world know the power of '30 years of Hedong, 30 years of Hexi, don't bully young poor'!"

Chen Luo took a bite of the fruit and put down the brush.

He looked at the last sentence of the fifth chapter of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

"Guo Jing said: 'I just captured a little red horse, it ran very fast. I don't know if it will let you ride'. Hua Zheng said: 'Will it not? I killed it.' Guo Jing said : 'Never!' The two of them went to the grassland hand in hand to gallop and carve."

"This... galloping horses and sculpting?"

Um? Does Mr. Jin also drive?

At this moment, a message suddenly flashed in Chen Luo's mind, and Chen Luo frowned slightly.

"Fuck! Who is so ruthless? I realized the Jiuyin White Bone Claw!"

Chapter end

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