I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

"Fang Xiujie!"

Chen Luo clenched his fists tightly after listening to Ji Zhong's narration, and at this time the sunflower bones on his body became hot again. Chen Luo remembered Wang Bo's entrustment, and it was not the time to discuss it, so he said, "I'm going to recover Yun Ling. Dafu, Lao Wang, Xiao Ji, please take care of me first."

"Yun Ling?" Ye Dafu looked puzzled, "What is that?"

Chen Luo quickly explained the truth about Jing Yao's death in a few words, and everyone was upset and angry.

"My lord, I'm fine. Go and chase Yunling." Ji Zhongqiang said with strength, and just when Chen Luo was about to refuse, Tian Xiangwan said, "Wan Anbo, I'll stay here to take care of Mr. Ji. The strength of the Gu sect Fanfan, you take His Royal Highness and Prince Wang to chase after him."

Chen Luo hesitated.

Ye Dafu hurriedly said: "Dage, Mr. Tian can be trusted!"

When Chen Luo heard this, he nodded his head, bowed to Tian Xiangwan, and said to Ji Zhong, "Don't worry, I'll heal your injuries when I come back."

Ji Zhong nodded, and Chen Luo quickly ran out of the cave with Ye Dafu and Wang Bugui.

Until then, Tian Xiangwan looked at Ji Zhong: "Master Ji, you didn't tell Wan Anbo the truth just now, did you?"

"I noticed the traces of fighting outside. Fang Xiujie doesn't have that kind of strength."

"You can hide Wan Anbo, but you can't hide it from me. I can feel that your Confucian heart is broken..."

...

Crystal Monster World.

A black shadow quickly passed through Qianfengyuan like the wind.

This is You Mu, holding a white cocoon ball tightly in his hand. Inside the cocoon ball, the purpose of the sealer's trip - to transport spirits.

You Mu quickly ran towards the assembly point, as if he had seen his glorious future.

What is the quota for the Gu God Cave, he wants to get one of the eight strange Gu in the Gu Sect.

As long as the Strange Gu is refined into Own Life Gu, there will be no bottleneck until the third rank Incarnation Gu, once you use the Strange Gu to achieve the Incarnation Gu, it will enter the sequence of Guzi.

And it all starts today!

As long as you rush to the teleportation wormhole arranged by your uncle, you can directly teleport back to Gushen Island.

Thinking of this, You Mu's heart couldn't help but heat up.

He exerted his strength again, and his speed increased a little bit, heading towards the agreed assembly place.

...

Qianfengyuan.

A huge ball of cocoons was constantly rolling, and suddenly an area on the surface of the ball of cocoons continued to expand, and then exploded with a bang. Two hands grabbed the opening, and tore it hard, tearing the ball of cocoons apart, causing injuries all over the body. Mo Gu came out from inside.

Mo Gu moved his body a bit, annoyed in his heart: "Damn it, it was plotted against by You Mu. But..."

Mo Gu stretched out his hand, and a small bug crawled out from his sleeve: "You Mu, it's not over yet!"

...

Chen Luo glanced at the map of the sunflower bone again, and confirmed the direction of Yunling. Just as he was about to catch up with Ye Dafu and Wang Bugui, Xiaoqi's voice sounded again: "Grandpa, the stinky one is here again."

Chen Luo became alarmed and kicked Wang Bugui away beside him. At the same time, an almost invisible filament shot past Wang Bugui's original position, directly smashing a boulder behind him.

The three of them looked in the direction where the filament came from, and saw a man in black robe walking slowly, with his arms drooping, without any swing in his movements, which looked a little weird.

"Damn it, three people are standing here, why did you shoot me?" Wang Bugui suddenly roared.

The man in black stopped and glanced at Wang Bugui.

"You are the weakest!"

The king does not return: (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him.

The black-robed man looked at Chen Luo: "My name is Miyue, what you just read is the barbarian's spirit map, right? Give me the map, and I will spare your lives!"

Ye Dafu chuckled: "The last one who said that has already been beaten to death by us!"

Wang Bugui: "One by one, they all feel that they can spare other people's lives."

That Miyue didn't speak anymore, but his whole body began to exude a dangerous aura. Just as Chen Luo was about to make a move, he was stopped by Wang Bugui.

"Old Chen, Fatty, go after Yunling first. I'll deal with him!"

Ye Dafu frowned: "Are you okay?"

Wang Bugui glared at Ye Dafu: "Hurry up!"

Chen Luo nodded: "Run if you can't beat it!" After speaking, he ran forward quickly, and Ye Dafu followed closely.

That Miyue raised his head, and a few spider threads shot towards Chen Luo and Ye Dafu. At this moment, Wang Bugui shouted;

"Knife!"

Liuma new white jade saddle,

After the battle, the moonlight is cold on the battlefield.

The sound of the iron drum at the top of the city is still shaking,

The golden knife and blood in the box are still wet.

When Chen Luo just crossed over to fight the tiger demon, Master Li once performed this war poem and summoned the golden sword phantom, but at this time, Wang Bugui, who was also in the poetic realm, recited this poem by Jiazu Suddenly, a figure with a knife appeared in the void, and the figure slashed off the golden knife in his hand, cutting off all the spider threads that Miyue shot at Chen Luo and Wang Bugui, and at the same time, a deep and invisible line was drawn on the ground. At the bottom of the ravine, Chen Luo and Ye Dafu were slightly staggered by the huge saber air. The two looked at each other, and continued to move forward, leaving the battle circle.

"Your opponent is me!" Wang Bugui put away the expression of talking and laughing on his face, and looked at Miyue on the opposite side with a murderous look.

Mi Yue glanced at Chen Luo and Ye Dafu who had gone away, turned his head, and looked at Wang Bugui again: "You will regret it!"

...

Chen Luo and Ye Dafu ran quickly. Chen Luo was still a little worried, and asked, "Dafu, can Lao Chen do it?"

Ye Dafu waved his hand: "Dage, don't worry. The Qijueshi family is a wealthy family in the north."

"Old Wang is the son of the Qijue family, if he advances to the Confucianism, he is qualified to compete for the head of the family."

"How can a child of such an aristocratic family have no hole cards!"

Chen Luo thought about it for a while, before in Thunder Valley, this kid seemed to be planning to make a big move, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm that kid, Old Wang. I should have mastered the secret skills of their Seven Peerless Family, so I'm so sure to keep it." Ye Dafu added.

"Secret technique? What secret technique?"

...

A gust of wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the ground swirled and scattered with the wind.

Wang Bugui swam around in awe-inspiring righteousness, and slowly closed his eyes.

With a slight movement of Mi Yue's left index finger, Wang Bugui retreated quickly, and a spider thread shot out from where Wang Bugui was originally standing.

Mi Yue frowned slightly, and continued to flick his hands, Wang Bugui seemed to be able to predict, always one step ahead of time to avoid the spider threads emerging from the ground.

"Knowing things in a small way?" Mi Yue shook his head slightly, "No, you are a Confucian scholar, and it is impossible to display the supernatural powers of a great Confucian."

Mi Yue saw Wang Bugui's closed eyes at this time, and suddenly thought of a secret technique of the Seven Peerless Family in his mind.

"Sorrowful Moon!"

...

"Sorrowful Moon?" Chen Luo asked doubtfully.

"Yes." Ye Dafu walked quickly, followed Chen Luo, and explained via voice transmission.

It is said that Wang Changling and Li Qinglian had a very close friendship back then. At that time, there was a demon clan named "Yelang" who violated our human territory. Wang Changling was ordered to go to Longbiao in the southern border to suppress it, while Li Qinglian was in the northern desert barbaric plain. On the night of the full moon, Li Qinglian missed Wang Changling and wrote the poem "Send from afar".

When the poplar flowers are all gone, the cuckoo cries,

It is said that Longbiao crosses the five streams.

I send my sorrowful heart and bright moon,

Follow you until Yelang West.

The poem was handed down to the world, relying on the moon, Wang Changling received Li Qinglian's heart. Later, in order to repay Li Qinglian's love, Wang Changling combined the thoughts in the poem with righteousness and turned them into a bright moon of righteousness, forming a secret technique called "Sorrowful Moon".

The caster releases righteousness, forming a huge righteousness area, in this area, the enemy's mind can be sensed, thus producing an effect similar to prediction.

"Fuck!" Chen Luo was startled, "Is this the world of a top student?"

...

Mi Yue stretched out several spider threads to sense, and found that the righteous energy released by Wang Bugui formed a huge ball and enveloped himself in it.

Wang Bugui looked at Miyue and spoke again.

"Cut!" "Out!" "Break!" "Destroy!"

The four battle poems roared out in one breath, and I saw the king not returning to the top of his head, with green swords condensed, and red flags half-rolled, upright knights charged, a city gate stood up, and thousands of arrows were fired from the gate, and then they could He saw a general in piercing armor descending from the sky, slashing towards Miyue like lightning.

Miyue took a half step back, and with a wave of her hand, layers of spider webs blocked her in front of her, forming a thick wall of spider webs. Wang Bugui's righteous attack hit the spider webs, as if she had fallen into a quagmire Among them, it is difficult to advance Half step.

At this moment, another spider thread shot out from the ground, Wang Bugui was half step behind, his cheek was brushed by the spider thread, and blood flowed out from the wound.

Looking at Wang Bugui's hand, a thought suddenly flashed in Miyue's mind, she turned around and rushed towards Wang Bugui, as if she wanted to draw a distance between Wang Bugui and Wang Bugui, and Wang Bugui backed away quickly, and spoke again.

Mi Yue once again used layers of spider web walls to restrain Wang Bugui's attack.

The two sides were pulling at each other like this, and suddenly Wang Bugui stopped his attack and retreated quickly, but at this moment, a group of spiders lurking beside him spit out a bunch of spider silk, and instantly wrapped Wang Bugui in a circle.

Only then did Mi Yue come out from behind the spider web wall: "It seems that I guessed right."

"When you are attacking, the worrying moon is ineffective!"

"And when you cast Re-Moon, you can't attack."

"So I kept luring you to attack, and secretly released the spider gu to approach you."

"You really fell for it."

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Wang Bugui was wrapped in the spider silk, unable to move, only his head was still exposed. He saw Miyue approaching, and suddenly smiled.

"You idiots, why do you always like to be smart?"

"I know you have seen through the weakness of Xinmingyue, but do you think Mingyue's weakness is just like this?"

"Everyone is just stalling for time."

"I send my sad heart and the bright moon to follow you to the west of Yelang."

After the "bright moon", is the real secret skill: "worried heart"!

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Miyue's heart, and the spider silk in his hand turned into a long needle, and threw it towards Wang Bugui's throat. At this time, Wang Bugui suddenly yelled: "Poetry soul!"

In an instant, the righteous energy that formed the worrying moon suddenly rolled back, and all of it poured into Wang Bugui's body. Just when the spider silk needle was about to approach Wang Bugui's throat, a long sword appeared out of nowhere, and the point of the sword touched the spider thread, and the spider thread instantly exploded into powder.

At this time, a young swordsman in fluttering white clothes stood in front of Wang Bugui.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but sadness on his brow, he was holding a jug in his left hand, and a long sword in his right hand.

Even if no one has seen it, but with such a bearing, anyone will blurt out his name.

Soul of poetry——

Li Qinglian!

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