Daxuan has been very busy recently.
Great victory in Southern Wasteland!
Although it was not a great victory in the war, its significance was far-reaching.
According to the true records of Mr. Sima Lie, the 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, they are all records of "I personally watched it", and there is no doubt about its authenticity!
There are many pen-writing scholars among them, and they have re-edited them based on the history recorded by Sima Lie and written them into touching short stories.
Among them, the most outstanding ones, apart from the semi-saints who have ascended to heaven and been canonized, are the pride of the human race - Chen Luo and Chen Wuhou!
Who would have thought that the demon clan's arrogant capital, Bai Mo, who claimed to compete with Chen Wuhou's literary skills, turned out to be Chen Wuhou himself!
This wave...
Hahahahaha!
How lonely the demon race is, how excited the human race is.
When it comes to culture, our human race has been far ahead since the establishment of the first dynasty. Do you, the demon race, think you can catch up easily?
At the same time, huge attention has also been paid to the martial arts "Blood Transformation", a magical power that only martial arts geniuses can practice.
Ever since, a new saying spread on the streets——
The Taoist sect is ruthless, the Confucian sect is dirty, and all the blood has been deceived.
First, he deceived the demon clan and then deceived the human saint clan.
It is precisely because of this momentum that Wenchang Pavilion announced that the reset version of "Journey to the West" will be released for distribution. At the same time, on the day when the new Minister of Literature takes office, the latest two chapters of "Journey to the West" will be distributed to the outside world.
Suddenly, no one paid attention to the news about the new text. 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!
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Zhongjing.
Since midnight, customers waiting for the latest two chapters of the story have been queuing up in front of major morning tea shops. I can't help it, it's too hot. I want to wait until morning to listen to it, so I'd better go home and take a shower.
Not only the human race, but also the demon race living in Zhongjing spent a lot of money just to listen to the book in the front row.
Some people who had despised Bai Mo in the past picked up the story of Sun Wukong published by Yaozu again and fell in love with it after reading it.
Especially those young people who shouted "I want this day, no longer can I cover my eyes", they seemed to be full of infinite power.
Finally, the copied manuscripts from various major academies were transferred to the storytellers at Xingchen 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 It fell on the eaves. The door of Xingchen Tea House was wide open, and the guests who had been waiting all night poured in. Taking a seat, ordering food, and laying out the money to reward the storyteller today are all done in one go!
Not long after, a crisp rumble sounded on the teahouse stage, and the storyteller walked out with a smile on his face. He first bowed to all directions, then took out the wake wood and slapped it hard.
"Dear readers, without further ado, I will bring you the twelfth and thirteenth chapters of "Journey to the West" today!"
As soon as the words fell, gold and silver jewels were immediately thrown to the stage by the enthusiastic spectators. The storyteller did not look away, took a sip from the teapot, moistened his throat, and then said -
"In the thirteenth year of Zhenguan, it's the end of the year, Jiaxu in the ninth month, the third day of the lunar month, the good time of Guimao..."
…
Time never stops, he is fast, he is slow, he just keeps walking.
The sun on the other side slowly rose a little, and its warm rays 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 sound of storytelling spread out of the Xingzao Teahouse, to the street, and then, with a gust of wind, spread between the sky and the earth.
…
Happy days are always short-lived.
"While he was saying goodbye, he heard a thunderous cry from the foot of the mountain: "My master is coming! My master is here! "It scares Sanzang into dementia, Boqin fights for it." When the storyteller said this, he reached out and picked up the piece of wood, "After all, I don't know who is shouting -"
"Snapped--"
"Let's hear the breakdown next time!"
As soon as the words fell, the storyteller turned around skillfully and disappeared from everyone's sight with almost no pause.
Only then did everyone react.
"Gone?"
"It ends here?"
"Wow, yeah, shame on the literati, stand up for me!"
"Two chapters? That's it?"
"Is this one chapter split into two chapters?"
"I seemed to have listened, but I seemed not to have listened."
"What are these two chapters talking about? Learn lessons and hit the road? I'm not afraid of spending money, just give me a day!"
"Shameless. After the two identities were merged, they began to exude shame openly."
"Shame on the literati!"
"He-tui!"
A group of people cursed and cursed, and the reverence for the "light of the literati" that they had felt when queuing up to enter the teahouse not long ago had long since disappeared.
"Is this how the human race plays?" Several demon clansmen who were listening to the book were a little confused when they saw the indignant looks around them.
Can you still say that?
"You foreign monster!" An older man at the table seemed tired of scolding. He took a sip of tea and said, "This is the correct way to open Wuhou's article."
"Reading is just reading, and scolding is shame."
“Not only do the two not conflict, they also seem to complement each other!”
"Are you angry when you heard this fragment?"
The demon guest nodded.
"Are you feeling depressed?"
The demon guest nodded again.
"Then scold him..."
The demon guest hesitated and said: "Actually...the contents of these two chapters are quite large in information..."
"We don't care about that!" The old man waved his hand boldly, "The storyteller didn't even take half an hour from the beginning to the end, and it wasn't as long as it took me to take a pee!"
"It's a shame to make people read literature without understanding their thoughts!"
"Shout it!"
The demon guest was stunned and boldly shouted: "Shame on the literati!"
Um?
It seems really comfortable!
…
At the same time, high in the sky, there was the Holy Church.
A series of cyan shadows gathered in the main hall of the temple, and there were pages turning 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 manuscript Chen Luo left behind twice before going down to the underworld. Please tell me what you think."
The church was quiet for a moment, and then a clear voice sounded: "Chen Luo...did you see them in the Netherworld?"
"In the new chapter, there are theories about Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism, which exactly correspond to them and the current Demonic Buddha in the Western Regions!"
"This Chen Xuanzang went to the west to collect Buddhist scriptures and wanted to bring back the Mahayana Buddhism."
"Could it be that their principles are coming back?"
"Mojie..." Another cyan figure said lightly, "I'm optimistic."
"The ten-thousand-mile avenue of Buddhism has been stolen by the demonic Buddha. That cut by the Netherworld Blood Sea has tainted the truth. They can't come back."
"Gaofu, there are no absolutes!" said the semi-sage known as Mojie, "If Mahayana Buddhism cannot come back, then what is the 'Tripitaka' that Chen Xuanzang went to get in "Journey to the West"?"
Nagoda Fu sighed: "Even if their principles can really be retrieved through the Tripitaka Sutra, Mojie, don't forget, what will they rely on for the way of heaven after they return?"
"Unless Chen Luo can open a new Buddhist avenue for them that reaches the sky for thousands of miles!"
"But that boy's own martial arts is only nine thousand miles away!"
As soon as these words came out, the Half-Saint Namojie fell silent. Suddenly, another voice sounded: "Gaofu, you don't understand that boy..."
Gaofu was stunned, turned his head, saw the person who made the voice, and said with a smile: "Yan Baichuan, you have the most contact with that kid, tell me what the final chapter of "Journey to the West" is going to be."
"Exactly, please give me some advice from the Literary Sage." Semi-sage Namojie also said.
Yan Baichuan shook his head slightly: "Who can guess that guy's article?"
"Based on what I've seen so far, the article involves the heaven that enforces laws on behalf of heaven, the underworld where reincarnation is orderly, and now there is the west heaven that controls Mahayana Buddhism, and the unparalleled monster clan. This article must be a masterpiece."
“From what I’ve seen, the current series of articles is less than one-tenth of the total!”
"As for Wang Mojie's mention of the ancient Buddha, I dare not jump to conclusions, but have you forgotten that when that boy was only three thousand miles away, he started Zen martial arts and established the Shaolin Temple! For this reason, the Demon Buddha of the Western Regions also I tried to cause trouble for him, but was stopped by my temple.”
"Therefore, it may not be impossible to use martial arts to give birth to a new Buddhist path in the future!"
"Nine thousand miles is not enough, then ten thousand miles! I have confidence in Chen Luo!"
Speaking of this, Yan Baichuan smiled slightly: "To be arrogant, that boy's book on the world of mortals can be read by everyone. I hope that his martial arts can beget Buddha, Taoism and Confucianism!"
"Hahaha, you are indeed crazy, but you can't say it unreasonably." Han Changli laughed and finally said, "We readers should not worry about Chen Luo, the writer."
"Since God allowed him to write "Journey to the West", then this article must have a beginning and an end. I can just wait and see!"
But just as Han Changli finished speaking, a female voice sounded: "With this update speed, in what year and month will it be completed?"
"Why don't you bring him to the temple? Half-Saint Supervisor, let him finish writing this book first."
"This broken chapter today really makes me angry to death!"
"Although I know that the person calling is Sun Wukong, he just doesn't finish writing. I'm really worried!"
This voice immediately caused bursts of laughter in the church.
"Always pay attention to the trends in the Western Region." After laughing for a while, Han Changli said seriously, "Although we cooperated with the Taoist Palace last time and severely damaged the White Lotus Pure Land in the Netherworld, the more this happens, the more we must be wary of them. Counterattack."
Speaking of this, Han Changli sighed: "Unfortunately, the heavenly ban is still there, so it cannot be said, and there is no way to know many things."
"I don't know what's going on right now!"
…
At this moment, in the Netherworld, Changjin City.
Chen Luo roared and flew out of Changjin City, but instead of rushing towards the densely packed rat forward, he turned and flew to a direction on the left side of Changjin City, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
The General King standing at the top of the city frowned slightly, not knowing what Chen Luo meant, but the hundred coffins were still flying towards the battlefield. The war had already started, and there was no time to hesitate. The General King waved the battle flag, and the city gate opened in an instant. , the cavalry that had been fully equipped in the city rushed out like sharp swords, facing the tide-like forward army of Rats.
The Shadowless Army focuses on surprise attacks and huddled defense, which is not its strong point.
The next moment, the armored warriors of the Shadowless Army collided with the Panshu forward.
At this moment, a loud noise came from the direction Chen Luo was leaving, and then, a huge shadow rose into the air and flew towards the battlefield.
That's a mountain!
And that mountain person is none other than Chen Luo!
The fire coverage he mentioned is here!
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