Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 74
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In Zhongjing, the lanterns are on.
The teahouses and restaurants are staggered, and the brothels are singing and dancing.
It’s just that today’s talk has some new content——
”Brother Wen, have you finished reading the first episode of “Laughing in the Wind”?”
”Naturally. The murderer hasn’t appeared yet, it’s really making me scratch my head.”
”It is said that many casinos have opened bets, predicting which part Lord of Wan An will reveal the murderer, are you interested in betting?”
”There is such a bet? Hurry up, let’s go let’s go!”
…
”Well, why didn’t Uncle Chang e to play today?”
”Hey, don’t mention it. Uncle Chang received an entrustment, the mission is said to be kidnapping the Lord of Wan An. The person who invested the money will threaten to lock Lord of Wan An in a small dark room and force him to keep on writing “Laughing in the Wind” day and night, otherwise they would serve him the whip .”
”It’s so heartwarming… No, isn’t that too cruel? What happened later?”
”Uncle Chang was taken down by the City Tour Division before he started, and thrown into the prison.”
”It’s really a pity… No, that only serves him right”
…
”School Head, I received a lot of petition letters today, requesting to continue selling “Daxuan People’s Daily” tomorrow!”
”Forty thousand copies are all sold out! The {Wen Newspaper} is not even selling so fast, have you asked the Lord of Wan An for instructions?”
”The Lord of Wan An is not in the Earl’s Palace!”
”That won’t work, the upsell needs to be approved by the Lord of Wan An!”
”But today’s first edition of the People’s Daily has already been fired for 10 taels of silver! If this continues, we may be detained for withholding stocks and refusing to sell newspapers!”
”That’s enough, you ask Wang Qifeng to go to Nan Yuanxi and Lord of Wan An. I will discuss it with the head of the academy!”
”Yes!”
…
in the palace.
”Your Majesty, it’s time for dinner.” Hou An came to Ye Heng with a plate of food in a soft voice, and Ye Heng with a tired face put down the memorial in his hand.
Hou An took advantage of the situation to arrange a meal, Ye Heng picked up the bamboo chopsticks, and while holding a piece of green vegetables, he asked, “Hou An, is there a rare happening in the capital today, tell me to relieve my boredom.”
Hou An seemed to be prepared, took out “Daxuan People’s Daily” from his arms, and sent it to Ye Heng.
”Replying back to Your Majesty, this is the rarest thing in the capital today.”
”Daxuan People’s Daily? What an arrogant tone!” Ye Heng picked up the newspaper and glanced at the previous pages of the essay, “These narrators have several good insights, and it’s a good breakdown of the court’s policies… “
”Your Majesty, look at the back…” Hou An reminded him with a slight smile.
”Oh? There’s a treasure behind it?” Ye Heng turned two pages, his eyes narrowed: “Yawen?”
”Exactly. This newspaper was published by Lord of Wan An, and this Yawen article was also written by him. Now it is a major literary work in the central capital…”
A hint of doubt flashed on Ye Heng’s face: “Don’t overhype it. Let me see, um, “Laughing in the Wind”, what is this allusion?”
The bamboo chopsticks in Ye Heng’s hand were slowly put down, and Hou An stood aside without making a sound. Only the sound of Ye Heng’s emotionally fluctuating breathing sounded slightly in the imperial study… Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at – “ ”
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The white moon hangs high in the sky.
Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and strands of colorful red dust condensed in the palm of his hand.
It turns out that the reader does not need to read the entire “Laughing in the Wind” to generate the red dust atmosphere, but that it can be generated only by reading it. It’s just that the qi generated by reading only one chapter is too weak and difficult to detect.
But Chen Luo is different. Everyone who reads it will give him feedback. If the amount of weak energy is large, it can also produce considerable qualitative changes.
Just like now, the colorful red dust condensed into the size of an apple in Chen Luo’s palm.
Chen Luo calmed down and reintroduced this mass of red dust into his body, mobilizing the colorful mist to rush towards an orifice in his body.
Cultivation in the red dust realm, the second layer – Nourishing Qi Realm.
According to the Road explained by the literary heart, the Nourishing Qi Realm can be divided into the Great Perfection and the Lesser Perfection. There are seven hundred and twenty acupoints in the body of the human body, which are filled with red dust gas. Thirty-six orifices are small, seventy-two are large, and one hundred and eight can be advanced to the next level, which is three hundred and sixty-five. When the small orifices are perfect, the seven hundred and twenty orifices are considered to be great perfection!
What a joke, as the master of the fourth road to the sky, of course, he has to achieve Great Perfection.
Only seven hundred and twenty orifices, I…
Chen Luo’s expression suddenly froze, he felt that the apple-sized red dust gas just now was gone!
Is this the end?
I’m not ready, you’re done?
That hole is not even one-tenth full!
If you use that mass of red dust to open the meridians, at least one-fifth of the meridians can be opened.
That orifice is not even a core orifice! It should obviously be easy to satisfy.
What about the sea of qi and dantian, which are like wolves and tigers when it es to consuming qi, what should he do about those?
Nourishing qi realm, is it going to be exhausting?
Chen Luo took a deep breath and calmed his heart.
He roughly estimated that if he wanted to achieve the Great Perfection of the Seven Hundred and Twenty Apertures using the mass of red dust just now as the standard unit… Well, for example, the difficulty would be about six thousand a month salary, and as if he was planning to buy a house at the Second Ring Road in Beijing with four rooms and two halls.
No wonder, one hundred and eight orifices can advance to the next level. This is equivalent to a monthly salary of 6,000. Although it is difficult to buy a suite in a third- and fourth-tier city, there is always hope. The worst case is he’d just have to work for it for a few decades…
Fortunately, Chen Luo doesn’t have to recite the stories he wrote over and over again, just lets others read them.
Um? This logic seems like a capitalist…
Chen Luo retracted his mind and started the next round of experiments. He stretched out his finger and pointed to a stone not far away. With a thought, the red dust energy that had just filled the acupoints shot out quickly along the smooth meridians, hitting the stone, and there was a muffled sound on the stone, as if it was being hit by a giant hammer, it rolled back twice, and some cracks appeared.
”Hey… This power is decent!” Chen Luo nodded with satisfaction, he just let out the red dust bluntly just now, if he prehends the Six Meridians Excalibur in the future, he will have more red dust reserves in his body——
What war poems war words, are all younger brothers.
What is called the snap of your fingers, the turrets will vanish into ashes.
Picturesque!
But the blow just now also consumed nearly half of the red dust. Chen Luo looked at the acupoints and found that the red dust energy consumed in the acupoints was slowly recovering…
”It turns out to be like this.” Chen Luo instantly understood that the so-called nourishing qi was to fill the red dust gas into the acupoints, and the amount injected determines the upper limit of the red dust gas reserve in the body. After that, no matter how much red dust energy is consumed, it is not necessary to read books to obtain it, but the body will recover it on its own.
However, in order to continuously increase the upper limit, it is still necessary to continuously obtain new red dust from the classics.
Speaking of which, Little Ji seems to have said that the True Noble Qi is the same.
…
Outside Sanxi Village, inside a glass pavilion.
Song Tuizhi sat alone in the pavilion drinking, but a trace of his mind drifted over Sanxi Village.
Suddenly, Song Tuizhi put down the wine glass in his hand, and said coldly: “What kind of being is sneaking and hiding behind this old man, e out!”