v5 Chapter 714： Papa can you sing twinkle twinkle litter star?

Chapter 714 Dad, can you sing Little Star?

Zhongjing, Imperial Study Room.

"Kuimu wolf?" Wen Xiang and Zheng Xiang looked at Ye Heng with a smug expression, "Chen Luo opened a new bloodline of the wolf family?"

Afterwards, Han Qingzhu said thoughtfully: "In the battle of the bloodline tide, the wolf destroyer wanted to gather the bloodline of the wolf clan and the Buddhist three-body technique to break through the shackles of the ancestor demon, but it was destroyed by Chen Luo, and the success fell short. The bloodline ancestor shadow collapsed. Now the wolf The family has no ancestor demon blood!"

"If the blood of the Kuimu wolf is in the hands of the imperial court, wouldn't it turn a wolf into a dog? From now on, the Southern Wilderness will never suffer from wolves!"

Wen Xiang Zhou Zuofeng also nodded approvingly: "The chaos in the Southern Wilderness is half caused by the tiger and wolf clans. If the wolf clan is held in the hands of our human clan, and the plan to drive away the wolves and tigers is used, the Southern Wilderness will be pacified!"

"For the Tiger Clan, you still have to be cautious!" Han Qingzhu shook his head. "The Tiger Clan has six bloodlines and four major subordinate clans. They are the most powerful in the Southern Desolation. If you are not fully prepared, it is better not to lighten the war. After all, the north is the most important."

"Speaking of which, Feng Nanzhi, the female emperor of the Tiger Clan, heard that she was brought up by the Lord of Qingqiu and educated by Confucianism since she was a child. She has also restrained the Tiger Clan from invading my Daxuan territory these years, so she is someone I can make friends with."

"The heart of a tiger and wolf is unpredictable." Zhou Zuofeng frowned, and said solemnly, "Whether the Empress of the Tiger Clan is sincerely restraining her, or waiting for an opportunity, is still unknown."

"With the wolf clan in hand, we can arrange some means."

Han Qingzhu nodded, and sighed again: "It's a pity... this White Tiger Empress lives in seclusion, and only showed up at the Southern Wilderness Sage Monarch meeting a few times. She is so mysterious that it is impossible to further deduce her thoughts."

"It would be great if I could find someone close to her and get to know her better."

Listening to the two prime ministers' back and forth discussions, the smile on Ye Heng's face gradually froze.

Hello, I'm still here.

Can you give me a feedback when you discuss these big things.

In a room for three people, how did I become the extra one?

The Great Confucianist who compiled the "Zhen's Daily Life" in the Chunqiu Hall is behind the screen at this moment, ready to write with a pen.

At least you guys are doing me a favor!

Is there nothing about me here?

Don't I still have to stamp it?

However, Ye Heng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard them mention the Empress of the Tiger Clan.

Regarding Kui Mulang, the information from the Dao of Heaven that he got also seemed to mention the white tiger.

Kui Mulang, one of the seven constellations of the western white tiger.

Could it be that the white tiger can also intervene in Kui Mulang's bloodline?

but…

Chen Luo wrote it, so that's fine.

That brat, with eight hundred minds all over his body, will never suffer.

Maybe this is fishing for that little white tiger!

Um? Fishing for little white tigers?

Ye Heng was shocked suddenly, startled by his random thought, but immediately after, his eyes lit up.

yes! Isn't this teasing people?

At this time, he didn't care about the heated discussion between the two prime ministers, but grasped the idea and thought about it deeply, and the more he thought about it, the more reliable he felt.

In terms of age, the little white tiger seemed to be twenty-six seven, a little older than Chen Luo.

But what does that matter!

When I was young, I didn't know my sister's goodness, so I only regarded loli as a treasure!

The crabapple overwhelms the pear tree, how many flowers fall in the dream.

Wonderful (●ω●)

In terms of status, the master of martial arts of my human race is more than enough with the blood of a white tiger. In terms of title, the Marquis of the Human Race is indeed close to the Empress of the Monster Race, but it doesn't matter, I can give him a promotion!

"Your Majesty!" Zhou Zuofeng suddenly noticed Ye Heng who was contemplating at the side, and then realized that he was in the imperial study, and he and Han Qingzhu seemed to be ignoring Emperor Daxuan.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to bring Ye Heng into the discussion, Ye Heng waved his hand and said impatiently, "Let's talk about yours."

"I'm thinking about (knocking) big (C) things (P)!"

Han Qingzhu and Zhou Zuofeng looked at each other.

What big things can you think about?

But let alone, Ye Heng really thought of a big event.

At this moment, he was frowning, because he suddenly found a big hole in his idea.

That is, Chen Luo and Yun Siyao have already decided to spend their lives privately, and they will wait for Zhusheng to come back from the sky and find Emperor Yunlong to hire him.

This... is not easy.

But since this is the case, what exactly does Chen Luo mean?

To meddle in Kui Mulang's bloodline, this gift is not light!

There is definitely something tricky in it!

Ye Heng seemed to have noticed some unusual clues.

timeline!

Chen Luo spent half a year alone in Nanhuang.

Could it be...

After all, he is a handsome young man, after all, he is so young and frivolous...

Ye Heng squinted his eyes, thinking of the past when he went out to play in the palace when he was young.

In that year, spring rains fell in the south of the Yangtze River;

In that year, I traveled by the Daming Lake;

The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty.

I-

I still remember the fragrance of flowers in that year and that month;

I still remember that girl there...

"Your Majesty!" Han Qingzhu called out, pulling Ye Heng out of his memory.

"Aiqing, what's the matter?" Ye Heng came back to his senses and looked at Han Qingzhu.

Han Qingzhu squeezed out a smile: "Your Majesty, what are you thinking?"

"What are you thinking? You didn't think about anything!" Ye Heng quickly denied.

Han Qingzhu and Zhou Zuofeng looked at each other.

Pooh!

You laughed out loud.

At this time, Ye Heng also thought of Chen Luo from his own past.

Didn't run away, that's for sure!

My guess is absolutely correct!

Tsk tsk tsk, what a skill!

Princess Yunlong, Empress White Tiger!

This kind of matter is beyond the scope of what he, Emperor Daxuan, can help.

Among other things, the second daughter of Zhulin couldn't afford to offend her.

Forget it, respond to all changes with the same, just wait and see.

Anyway, I'm just a stampede, I don't know anything, it's reasonable.

Chen Luo, I support you spiritually!

you can!

Ye Heng stood up from the dragon chair, looked at Nanhuang with a smile on his face, and said lightly: "You two, don't worry!"

"Tiger Clan, maybe something has changed!"

Zhou Zuofeng and Han Qingzhu were taken aback for a moment, looking at the confident emperor in front of them, they cupped their hands and asked, "Dare to ask Your Majesty, where did the change come from?"

Ye Heng waved his hand with an inscrutable look.

"Don't say it, don't say it..."

Behind the screen, the great Confucian who recorded his daily life notes wrote vigorously: On October 13th, the emperor discussed with Wen and Zheng about the wolf clan, and the tiger clan was mentioned. The emperor got up and looked south, saying that the tiger clan might change. Er Xiang questioned the root cause, Emperor laughed, but remained silent.

…

Southern Wilderness, Tiger Mountain.

After the secret guard took the order to leave, Feng Nanzhi naturally put one hand on her lower abdomen, and the other hand brushed her long hair by the sideburns, her majestic face became a little softer.

She experienced the sudden sensation in her heart again and again, and confirmed that it was not because of her own thoughts that she had fantasies.

Hmph, my majestic empress, how can I have a different mind!

The corners of Feng Nanzhi's mouth turned up slightly unnaturally, and then he controlled it forcefully, pulling the corners of his mouth back to its original position.

Who cares about Kui Mulang's bloodline!

According to the information Feng Nanzhi sensed, Tiandao evolved the blood of Kuimu wolf and fell into the wolf clan. This bloodline, conferred by the human court, can also be deprived by the human court.

Similar to the previous Zhenshan Black Bear and Canopy bloodlines.

But there is a difference.

That is, whether the Kuimu wolf bloodline can be promoted to the ancestor demon is determined by the white tiger bloodline.

Not the Tiger Clan, but the white tiger bloodline.

This is a bit of the relationship between the county magistrate and the current management.

To give an inappropriate example, the human race can decide whether you live or not, but the white tiger can decide how you live.

In other words, Feng Nanzhi can mobilize this bloodline to do anything except deal with humans.

Feng Nanzhi can be sure that Chen Luo is absolutely unaware of the existence of the fetus in his womb; in other words, this is the bodyguard he gave to him...

Feng Nanzhi bit her lip, not to show her happiness.

Hmph, I am the majestic Tiger Clan Empress, my ancestors are like clouds, and the great saints are like rain, do you still need you to arrange guards for me?

Forget it, it just so happens that the little heartless thing in my stomach won't be exposed in the future, so I'll take it and leave it to her.

"If it wasn't for you, my mother wouldn't care about it!"

Feng Nanzhi muttered something in a low voice, but in the end the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised, with a hint of sweetness in her voice.

After digesting the information from this layer of induction, Feng Nanzhi regained her mind and prepared to continue practicing, but just as soon as she mobilized the power of her blood to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, she suddenly frowned and felt something was wrong.

The so-called day essence and moon essence do not mean that only the day essence can be absorbed during the day, and the moon essence can be absorbed at night. In fact, it can be absorbed both day and night.

But just when Feng Nanzhi absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, he suddenly sensed a third force.

This third kind of power is not as natural as Nissei, nor is it as deliberate and soft as Yuehua. It has a swaying momentum, but there is no trace.

If it is necessary to describe it, a poem by Du Fu of the human race describes it appropriately: Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

It seems to be very suitable for the cultivation of the blood of the monster race.

This aroused Feng Nanzhi's idea.

Just half an hour ago, she didn't have this feeling when she was practicing, but why did she suddenly have this force.

She re-activated the power of the blood, and sure enough, she sensed the emergence of that power again. Only this time, she didn't stop, but felt carefully. Soon, Feng Nanzhi was in the spirit, as if she saw a starry sky.

To the west of the starry sky, there are seven stars, six of which are dim and dull, but one is bright and clear.

This power is transmitted from that bright star.

"This is... the power of the stars?" Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly.

Regarding the power of the stars, there have long been legends among the Yaozu. It is said that compared to the sun and the moon, the stars are the most suitable source of power for the monster race. Just like this, when the Yaozu returned to their ancestors, what gathered was a star.

It's just that in the Lich War in ancient times, even though the demon clan won in the end, the price paid was quite tragic. In the final battle, many great witches fought desperately and shattered the star sea and sky of the monster clan.

If you want to compare it, smashing the starry sky of the monster race is like cutting off the Confucian way of the human race.

From then on, the Yaozu used the sun and the moon to replace the stars. Over time, the world believed that the Yaozu used the sun and the moon to cultivate, but they didn't know the existence of the power of the stars, and there was no such thing as a star demon in the world.

"What on earth did he write!" After Feng Nanzhi confirmed that it was the power of the stars, a surprised expression appeared on his face for the first time.

What exactly did Chen Luo write that made her feel that the already legendary Xinghai sky curtain received the power of the stars.

Not only her, but Kui Mulang's bloodline will also be able to feel this star sea and sky curtain in the future, and use the power of the stars to practice.

Feng Nanzhi's soul swept across the six stars that were still in the dim, and she had a faint feeling that when the remaining six stars were lit, they could also provide her with the power of the stars.

Seven for one!

The seven stars are endless, and the white tiger is immortal!

The star blood of the white tiger!

This is Chen Luo's real handwriting!

Of course, if she wanted to obtain the star blood of the immortal white tiger, she, Feng Nanzhi, had to be recognized by the human race.

Feng Nanzhi's chest heaved violently. For the first time, she, who was always proud, had the feeling of admiring someone.

If it is said that she had those unspeakable feelings and entanglements with Chen Luo before, compared to Chen Luo, she would rather miss the Golden Crow, then this time, she really respected Chen Luo himself from the bottom of her heart Feelings.

"It's just..." Feng Nanzhi murmured, "I am the Empress of the Tiger Clan, how could I accept the canonization of the Human Clan!"

Feng Nanzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to exit this starry sky, when suddenly there was a pain in his abdomen!

"Huh?" Feng Nanzhi frowned, she had no experience as a first-time mother, and she didn't know why, so she could only quickly mobilize the power of her soul to appease the fetus.

However, Feng Nanzhi didn't notice that at the moment she withdrew from her soul, stars lit up one after another in the sky of the soul, and the stars shone brightly in a blink of an eye.

It's just that these stars only flickered for a moment, as if they had reached a resonance with something, and then quietly retreated.

When the stars dimmed again, Feng Nanzhi also felt that her abdominal pain disappeared.

But at this time, Feng Nanzhi ignored the soul star, but stared blankly at her stomach with a puzzled expression.

"Could it be that she is about to give birth?" Feng Nanzhi hesitated, "Or did you just repair the fetal gas?"

"Forget it, just practice for two hours a day in the future."

Feng Nanzhi looked at her stomach and sighed: "You are really troublesome."

…

Square inch mountain.

Chen Luo raised his head from the desk.

"It's strange, I fell asleep!" Chen Luo yawned. He had just finished writing the chapter about Kui Mulang, the yellow-robed monster, and felt sleepy inexplicably, so he fell asleep on the desk.

Rubbing his temples, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have dreamed of a bright starry sky, and above that starry sky, in every star, there was a big monster conceived.

If he has cultivated to this level, if someone does not specialize in supernatural powers, he will not dream for nothing.

It seems that it has something to do with the manuscript of "Journey to the West" written by myself.

Chen Luo glanced at the thirty-first chapter that had already been written, thoughtfully.

"It seems that the appearance of Kui Mulang opened up the star official system!" Chen Luo nodded, and it seems that this is probably the case.

Not to mention anything else, the power of chaos in my body seems to have dissipated a lot, not enough to write another chapter.

"This day, the fee is deducted from the sky. Why is it secretly taking data in the background like some apps..." Chen Luo complained, and frowned again.

He remembered that at the last moment of the dream, all the stars suddenly shone together. It didn't take long, only two or three seconds, but he seemed to have a feeling of accelerated heartbeat and throbbing of the soul.

"What's going on here?" Chen Luo felt it again, but couldn't feel that feeling anymore.

"Could someone plot against me?" A thought came to Chen Luo's mind, and he shook his head again, "It doesn't look like it, that kind of feeling doesn't feel like that."

"Forget it, I have a chance to ask the master. He must know." Chen Luo, who had thought for a long time and couldn't answer, finally decided to ask for help outside the venue.

"But Master..."

Chen Luo sighed again.

Do not go for a short time.

He respects the old, but right now the master doesn't necessarily love the young!

By the way, Jian Jia's sister-in-law said that the master's roll call should be a song with more vicissitudes.

Let's start with this one!

Chen Luo glanced at the manuscript. Tang Seng and his disciples have also encountered a lot of hardships. They just experienced a disintegration, and now after Kui Mulang, they are reconciled and continue westward.

In this situation, at this moment, this song is just right!

So Chen Luo picked up the pen, and attached a song that he has been familiar with since he was a child—

"You carry the burden, I lead the horse"

"Welcome the sunrise, send away the sunset"

"Smooth the ups and downs, and make the road; after fighting the hardships and dangers, set off again, set off again"

"La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la"

"A series of spring, autumn, winter and summer; a series of ups and downs"

"where is the road"

"The road is under your feet..."

Just when Chen Luo finished writing the melody, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Master Hou, Miss Luo is here!" Mastiff Lingling said outside the door.

Chen Luo was taken aback: "Red Slave?"

Immediately, Chen Luo put down his pen, responded with a sound, and saw the study door pushed open, and Luo Hongnu walked in gracefully.

…

"Young Master..." The last time Chen Luo drove Fangcun Mountain to Dongcang, Luo Hongnu, who was his own, had naturally seen Chen Luo's wooden body, and was not surprised. He gave a blessing, but his eyes kept falling. On Chen Luo's body.

Today's Luo Hongnu is a world-renowned master of folk art, and is even called a play fairy by the folks. Her appearance and temperament have improved a lot compared to before, and her every move seems to have thousands of flavors.

It's just that the moment she saw Chen Luo, the opera fairy seemed to have turned into a maid again. After the ceremony, she saw that the teacup on Chen Luo's table was empty, so she hurriedly stepped forward to pour tea, acting naturally.

Chen Luo was not surprised, and asked directly: "Why did you come to Fangcun Mountain? Did something happen in Dongcang City?"

"Well, I came here because I missed you, so I came to meet you with an excuse." Luo Hongnu handed the hot tea to Chen Luo, and although his face was flushed, he spoke frankly.

"Secondly, Dongcang really has a difficult matter. Qin Chengshou was worried that the letter would not be clear, so he specially asked me to come here to ask Lord Hou's opinion."

"What's the matter?" Chen Luo also took the tea from Luo Hongnu's hands naturally, and asked.

"Recently, a group of people have been arrested in the city." Speaking of business, Luo Hongnu said solemnly, "They are followers of false Buddhism in the Western Regions."

"Both men, women and children."

"There was resistance during the arrest, and the city guards were ruthless and killed more than a dozen."

Hearing Luo Hongnu's words, Chen Luo frowned slightly.

In Dongcang City, there are still false Buddhist believers?

That was Chen Luo's base camp.

To force the city guards to take action, there must be warriors among those who resisted.

"What's going on?" Chen Luo also realized the seriousness of the problem, and put down his teacup, "What's Qin Zhenshou's opinion?"

Luo Hongnu sat across from Chen Luo, thought for a moment, and said, "Qin Zhenshou said that the teachings of the false Buddha are indeed alluring."

"Even in Dongcang, even if some are even warriors, there will be unsatisfactory things after all. In this way, there will be a gap in the heart."

"The false Buddha disciple pretended to be an ordinary person, and took this opportunity to defeat his defenses. When the other party realized that he had believed in the false Buddha, he had already been brainwashed."

"In fact, this matter has never been stopped in various parts of Daxuan, but it was discovered for the first time in Dongcang recently, which aroused the vigilance of the guarding mansion."

Chen Luo thought for a moment, and said, "In "Journey to the West", I once named Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism. Doesn't this have any effect?"

Luo Hongnu thought for a while, and replied: "Because of acting, I have traveled to many places and met many people. Your master's teachings of Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism are indeed effective. Then the Western Regions Buddhism is still wondering. People, it's not as easy as it used to be."

"only…"

Speaking of this, Luo Hongnu paused and looked at Chen Luo.

"Just what? You just say it's okay..."

Encouraged by Chen Luo, Luo Hongnu took a deep breath and said, "Nowadays, the Shaolin Temple that practices Mahayana Buddhism enshrines Buddhist scriptures!"

"Shaolin disciples also keep preaching Zen Buddhism, but unfortunately, in my view, something is missing after all."

Chen Luo looked at Luo Hongnu, thought for a while, and nodded: "Lose agility and image."

"Exactly!" Luo Hongnu nodded, "I feel deeply when I act on the stage, no matter how profound the truth is, through the way of acting, the audience can quickly accept and understand it."

"When the false Buddhas of the Western Regions confuse others, they will also tell some stories of the predecessors and display some Buddhist magical powers, which makes people have to believe it."

"On the other hand, Hou Ye's Mahayana Buddhism, the Buddhist scriptures are boring, and there are very few disciples who can really talk about it interestingly. Although "Journey to the West" is beautiful, the Buddhist principles are deeply hidden in it."

"There are even Buddhist disciples from the Western Regions who use the banner of Mahayana Buddhism to promote the false Buddhist teachings of the Western Regions."

"It's still a little far away for rural people, women and children in the market, and they are often deceived by the rhetoric of false Buddhist disciples in the Western Regions."

"If things go on like this, I'm afraid I'll ruin my son's reputation."

"To solve this problem, you still need to write a story, and it will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so as to cut off the source."

"That's why Qin Zhenshou sent slaves to report to the young master."

Chen Luo nodded. He might be standing too high, and he really didn't pay attention to these places.

In this way, it seems that it is time to release "Jigong Biography", which has been suppressed for a while.

"I know about this matter, and I will start to solve it!" Chen Luo nodded, "You reply to Qin Zhenshou, I know it well."

"In addition, the theater is also well prepared. You can go to Shaolin disciples to select some disciples who are interested in acting. They will have a great benefit!"

"Well! I know." Luo Hongnu's eyes lit up, knowing that Chen Luo had already made up his mind.

"Then Nu will return to Dongcang and report the reply to Zhenshou Qin." Luo Hongnu got up and bowed again, and then she looked at Chen Luo with her big eyes, "My lord, don't work too hard~www.novelhall.com ~If there is nothing wrong with Fangcun Mountain, you can go back to Dongcang City to rest for a few days."

"Dongcang City, I miss you very much!"

"I see. It's just that the incarnation is inconvenient to move. I will go back when the deity returns." Chen Luo smiled faintly, "Be careful on the road."

"Hey! I'm leaving." Luo Hongnu saluted again and walked out of the study.

Looking at Luo Hongnu's leaving back, Chen Luo let out a sigh of relief.

Nether had already beaten the Bailian Pure Land to such a state, they were struggling with their uncle for the control of the Nether Avenue, and they didn't have the energy to stir up trouble in the world.

Then the time to write "Jigong Biography" is almost ripe.

You can do it!

Hmph, false Buddhas of the Western Regions, don't blame me, you were the ones who touched my Dongcang City crystal first.

In retaliation, I push your high ground, which makes sense!