Mythology card making

Chapter 134 The down-and-out scholar appears (please vote for me)

Because Monk Guanzhen is quite famous in the secular imperial capital, as soon as Jinshan Temple was built, a large number of Buddhist believers came to offer incense and accumulate merit.

In just three months, there are piles of incense ash.

There is a rather mysterious "卍" mark to suppress it, and all evil spirits are eradicated within a radius of ten miles.

As a result, the incense in Jinshan Temple became more and more prosperous, and monk Guanzhen's cultivation level also continued to rise in the process.

This creates a positive cycle and everyone is doing well.

But if nothing else, the accident is coming soon.

Living in a earthly land where evil gods and demons are everywhere, even Guanzhen, who is well-protected by secular Buddhists, will inevitably encounter crises.

The Taoist Centipede who cut trees and built a temple in Sun Mountain to the west of the temple, the white-haired mandrill monk who pretended to be very happy to see off the Buddha, tortured women and stole incense, the black-robed missionary who came from the secular West and believed in secular gods...

In the deduction, Monk Guanzhen is controlled by Luofu. Although he is young, he dares to perform thunderbolts.

In just half a year, all the "evil gods and temples" in the surrounding area were eliminated.

For a time, the name of Monk Guan Zhen was remembered all over the imperial capital.

Even a three-year-old child knows that there is a Jinshan Temple dozens of miles west of the Imperial Capital. In the temple, the eminent monk Guan Zhen, who is accustomed to conquering demons and slaying demons, is enshrined.

Under the overwhelming propaganda of secular Buddhism, Monk Guanzhen has almost become the childhood hero of thousands of children.

In their daily games, children would argue endlessly over who "should" be Guan Zhen and who "should be" the white-haired mandrill, the black-robed red-haired ghost, or the old centipede.

The world of children is so clear-cut in black and white, good and evil.

But in fact, among Monk Guanzhen's opponents after entering the world, from beginning to end, there was only one "bad guy" based on universal values.

That is the white-haired mandrill monk.

The remaining Taoist Centipede, the black-robed preacher, the six-fingered beggar, the snow mountain guest, and Mr. Spider of Fei Ma Academy...

The reason why he fell to the "Mighty Heavenly Dragon" was simply because of the conflict of faith.

It has nothing to do with whether they are "human beings" themselves.

However, because the Eastern Earth of the secular world is the "mirror" civilization of the Azure Ancient Zhuxia, it has always paid attention to the master's reputation.

Therefore, every time Monk Guanzhen, who is controlled by Luofu, makes a move, he will say coldly and domineeringly, "Shut up, demons are demons! The four realms of gods, humans, ghosts and demons are hierarchical. If you enter the human world without permission, you should be punished!" Or "Bold monster, I can tell at a glance that you are not human!"

Not to mention, it's quite touching.

Under the high-speed deduction, time flies by.

In the blink of an eye, it was when Monk Guanzhen was 17 years old.

At this time, he was infected by evil spirits, and his originally golden and luxurious silk cassock with hundreds of treasures had oozed traces of blood.

His cultivation level is also strong enough to compete with Kaling's level 33.

The positioning is not inferior to Qi Hongyun’s initial card spirit: [Son of Baishan·Gu Ren].

Unfortunately, such ferocious growth could not continue.

The glorious earthly world is like a pond where hundreds of carps are jumping, and there is no such thing as "you are only allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to kill you".

Just like Monk Guanzhen, the domineering "Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon" can brutally suppress "heresies" who are not as strong as him.

There are hundreds of schools and thousands of religions in the secular world, and there are countless strangers and masters. I don’t know how many people want to take the heads of the "future awakened ones".

At first, Monk Guanzhen could rely on his qualification advantages and the cheats and benefits that "Supreme God" Luofu dropped from time to time to kill enemies across levels like the protagonist in an art work.

But reality is not a game, and there are hundreds of schools of thought in this world, let alone a game boss whose head is full of water. He cannot do the stupid thing of asking his subordinates to line up to give experience and equipment to the protagonist.

If you can't beat me at level [-], go to level [-]. If that doesn't work, go to level [-].

Even though Luofu Game had a good sense and arranged in advance for Monk Guanzhen, who had full hatred value, to hide back in the old Buddhist temple, he still could not escape the secret spell of a certain master.

It was a sunny early autumn morning.

The thick, slightly yellowing leaves rustle in the cool morning breeze.

In the very stylish dining room built of mahogany, Pu Yu and Guan Zhen sit facing each other.

Golden corn porridge, sprinkled with a few pinches of frosting sugar, which was extremely rare in this era, and several plates of delicious side dishes pickled with refined salt.

This meal is expensive and nourishing to the stomach.

"My son Guan Zhenzhen is worthy of being a born enlightened person. He not only possesses understanding and talent, but also has tact and quick wit.

The old Buddhist temple has been built for thousands of years and has countless disciples, but there has never been such a person.

I consider myself to be quite talented as a teacher, but I cannot, at your age, rush back to the Old Buddhist Temple from Jinshan Temple unharmed, alone, across dozens of miles, despite being pursued and intercepted by those demonic heretics...

With such a versatile talent, given time, he will definitely achieve worldly status! "

Ever since "Monk Guanzhen" showed his talent and scheming far beyond his peers, the foolish old monk often said similar words.

In the past, Luofu still had the leisure to be modest.

It's a pity that the young monk Guan Zhen has reached his end.

The secret method originating from the unknown plane and dimensional space has arrived.

Guan Zhen felt that in his chest, the strong heart with a dark golden color was instantly penetrated by hidden weapons such as heart nails and arrows, and then swirled viciously.

Immediately, his throat felt sweet and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Before the old monk Puyu could react, the evil sect who had no idea where his real body was continued to increase his power. Monk Guanzhen's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had been pierced by thousands of arrows and cut into pieces by thousands of knives in an instant.

The severe pain caused the muscles all over his body to tremble, and his originally strong mental strength collapsed instantly.

The deadline has arrived, and Monk Guanzhen's consciousness gradually disappears.

Luofu is no longer able to effectively control it.

But in order to test the depth of the old monk Pu Yu, he still let his consciousness come down in a rather wicked way. When the old monk Pu Yu supported him, he used his last strength and pointed at the furoshiki not far away.

He said with a weak breath: "Master... I have saved more than a hundred families this year... I used the cloth they... gave me and made it into a meritorious robe. You can try it... to see if it fits..."

"My disciple can no longer fulfill his filial piety at your knees..."

The words gradually became fainter, and Monk Guanzhen's eyes gradually disappeared.

Luofu used his great efforts to insist on deducing that the world would not be separated.

After the longest half second in his life, the foolish old monk, who was like a god and a devil, finally came back to his senses from the huge gap between joy and satisfaction to shock and rage.

The fierce scarlet fire of anger ignited in his cloudy eyes, and the shadows of the green and black ancient bells engraved with the five Buddhas in the world reflected the eastern sky of the world.

Boom!Boom! !Boom! ! !

The grand bronze bell rang loudly, and thousands of buildings were annihilated and dissipated in the twisted and collapsed space.

Beyond the earthly earth, in the vast and dark universe with shining stars, a phantom of a demonic Buddha with a strange face, infinitely high, wearing a blood-red cassock, and sitting on a lotus platform slowly condensed.

Deducing the unbearable horror of the world, it spreads toward reality in a domineering and cold manner.

Luofu's heartbeat suddenly stopped for half a beat.

It was as if the endless darkness from the ancient abyss spread out.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, two meteors, one gold and one silver, flashed past.

With just one strike, the deduction world that was about to go berserk was completely destroyed.

"call……"

Luo Fu took a sip of tea calmly and let out a long sigh of relief.

"The water in this world is too deep..."

The sense of security that had gradually developed over the past two days due to Dad's return quickly dissipated.

Luofu suddenly realized that his judgment on the combat power of worldly masters was too subjective and couldn't be more skewed.

Originally, in his opinion, although the old monk Pu Yu was the leader of a certain dynasty in the secular world, he was not a "secular god" after all, and he was most likely to have limited power.

Probably just a little better than Lao Luo.

But judging from the opponent's performance just now, not to mention Lao Luo, even the president of the Shanhai Alliance may not be able to withstand it.

"I almost made a subjective mistake again... The president of a province is not necessarily weak."

Luo Fu rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Dad's current main battle card spirit is basically at level 70-74, and can affect up to a city or even half a province."

"And this foolish old monk..."

The scene of the Demon Buddha overlooking the earth from the vast starry sky flashed through Luofu's mind like a slideshow.

With such terrifying power, Luofu believed that he could explode the blue sky with one finger and sink Mizhou with one breath.

Luofu even felt that the level gap between Lao Luo and his opponent was greater than the difference in combat power between him and Luo Yuze.

What, you don’t know Luo Yuze?
That's normal.Luo Yuze is Luo Fu's cousin. He just learned to speak last month and is still crawling all over the bed.

The name "Luo Yuze" was given to him by Lao Luo just yesterday.

In short, the gap between Lao Luo and Pu Yu is so big.

Luofu even felt that the opponent's performance at the tip of the iceberg had reached the peak level of a top card master in his memory.

"Is the upper limit of cards really level 100?"

Luofu didn't dare to think deeply.

These things are too supercognitive.

"It's not a bad joke that Teacher Gu deserves to enjoy the Ancestral Temple. The value of the ID card is really great!"

Luofu suddenly felt a little glad that he had made the decision to join Shenlan Pass.

"If I hadn't chosen Deep Blue Pass as my first training venue, with my current conditions, I wouldn't be able to obtain something as good as an identity card."

It is no exaggeration to say that in this new era where risks and opportunities coexist, identity cards are the only way for individuals to reach the highest level.

If reality is compared to a game.

Luofu is equivalent to being a "game insider" who obtained the ID card in advance during the closed beta and internal beta stages without deleting files.

When the game enters the public beta or even fully open stage, most players have just obtained this core item, and he has already upgraded it to a high level, more than one version ahead.

On the other hand, if he doesn't get this opportunity, he will be the one who falls behind and gets beaten.

The world is so cruel and realistic.

"We must remember the kindness of Bai Che and Teacher Gu."

With this thought in mind, Luofu raised his hand to open his pocket book and made a new "Good People List" next to the grudge column.

The often bullied Xiaobai Guanzhu and the unparalleled teacher Gu are among them.

"Being able to use secret spells to kill a natural-born Buddhist disciple who is growing in popularity under the eyes of a great master like Old Monk Puyu..."

"The overall strength of this assassin should not be lower than that of the common foolish old monk. He is most likely the leader of a certain secular sect or a terrifying old monster of the same level."

"In this case, martial arts players will definitely not be able to do it."

"As for seeking asylum from the old monk Pu Yu in advance..."

Don't forget that this red-robed demon monk himself is the number one threat to Monk Guanzhen in his early stages of growth.

Whether it has the means to prevent curse killing is not mentioned for the moment.

With his suspicious nature and cunning thinking, it would be difficult to bring up this matter with him.

Based on Luofu's understanding of this demonic monk, if Monk Guanzhen really returns to the temple early and tactfully expresses that a great master wants to kill him with a secret spell.

The old monk will immediately express doubts: How do you know that the so-called master wants to use this method to assassinate you?
After going around and around until the end, I sent my favorite little disciple directly to "retreat".

But if you don't mention the "secret method" and "cursed killing", and just say that you are being targeted, the old guy may not be able to defend against the extremely weird secret method.

"Anyway, let's try it first."

Luofu gathered some energy and used the 17-year-old as a node to speed up the deduction according to the above two plans.

Sure enough, at the end of the deduction, he was either sent to "retreat" by the red-robed demon monk, or he was cruelly cursed to death by the master hiding in the dark under the "strict" protection of his master.

[Practice in advance] This storyline has reached this point and is already a dead end.

The current plan is to go back to the point where Monk Guanzhen was not targeted by the assassin, and then make another fuss, in order to survive this chessboard.

"It's not enough to regret the chess piece. I have to add a few new chess pieces to it."

With this thought in mind, Luofu patted [Natural Buddhist Son] aside and picked up the identity card [Down-and-out Scholar].

In a moment, he poured his heart and soul into it, and a long river of destiny with cold and dark blue colors was involved.

On the river, the foam sparkles and countless images hover like a marquee.

This is the fate of the down-and-out scholar [Wang Sheng].

"This name..."

Luo Fu rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

If he remembered correctly, in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" written by Yi Shi, the protagonist in several chapters was nicknamed "Wang Sheng".

The most well-known works are "Painted Skin" and "Laoshan Taoist Priest".

Regardless of whether it is the abbreviation of "Scholar surnamed Wang" or the real name "Wang Sheng", these people all have one thing in common: they are unlucky guys who are tormented to death by gods and ghosts.

The positioning is similar to Zhang San, the outlaw gangster in Mr. Luo's small theater.

In a sense, the two words "Wang Sheng" represent a group of people better than "Undead Knight" Ning Caichen, "Grass Hero" Xu Xian, and "Shangxian Lord" Dong Yong.

Sight returns to the card story.

The [down-and-out scholar Wang Sheng] in front of Luofu came from a poor family. He lost his father at the age of six and his mother at the age of eight. He had no friends far away and no good neighbors nearby.

After his parents left, he could no longer afford the expensive education at the village school, so he could only support the family by herding cattle for the landlord.

But he did not give up studying. He herded cattle and read at the same time every day.

He also used tree branches as brushes and developed excellent painting skills, especially people.

Moreover, I remember that every time I went to the town to buy pens, ink, paper and daily necessities, I would always remember the stories accumulated by the storytellers in the town with great difficulty.

Over time, he really found a way to get rich, that is: writing novels and editing storybooks!

Wang Sheng is a person with a business acumen and understands market analysis.

He knows very well that in this era, the literacy rate of the people is extremely low. If they go to listen to books, most of them just listen to the fun, and there is basically no reward.

The real big spenders, or in other words, the food and clothing parents, must be ordinary scholars who urgently need to rely on "spiritual fast food" to relieve the pressure of reality.

As long as they are happy, the money will be earned.

Therefore, in his stories, the down-and-out scholar whose talent was not appreciated has become the same protagonist.

In the early stages of the plot, these protagonists were either looked down upon by their brothers and sisters-in-law, or they were trapped in poverty all day long because of their status as commoners, or they were from poor families and struggled to survive... In short, it couldn't be more miserable.

But these little unlucky guys will always get fairies, witches, dragon girls, female ghosts, banshees, empresses, rich ladies, princesses of fortune, and other female creatures and undead in the book because of their past lives and personal charm. favor.

Since then, he has risen through the ranks, slapping his brothers-in-law, classmates, sons of officials from aristocratic families, landlords and squires who looked down on him in the past. In the reader's repeated intracranial orgasms, he became the chief minister of the current dynasty and reached the pinnacle of the world.

It can be called an ancient version of a brainless novel from another world.

Wang Sheng wrote and wrote like this.

Cold comes and summer goes, spring goes and autumn comes.

With his hard work day after day, the money he saved could finally support the transportation and accommodation expenses for traveling to Fucheng to take the exam.

Wang Sheng, who was exhausted of inspiration, planned to finish writing the last chapter "Luo Sheng Enters the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons" and call it a day.

Since he has to take into account both beginners with limited literacy and ordinary people, Wang Sheng's writing style has always been crude and straightforward but full of fun:

Facing the Queen of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom, who has a snake-like body and beautiful eyes with loving eyes, the unknown scholar surnamed Luo said a bunch of love words in ancient Chinese that were so embarrassing that his scalp went numb. Translated into vernacular, they are:

"You are the most beautiful demon girl I have ever seen. There seem to be stars in your eyes. Can you teach me the demon language?"

"My father is a county magistrate. He has classmates and old friends in Yulongmen and Demon Slaying Division. He can let you live in the human world forever... Marry me, and I will make you happy!"

"Something happened at home. I may have to stay there for a while and try to come back soon... This child is a gift from me. When I am away, let him stay with you."

"..."

Luofu gently rubbed his slightly stinging forehead. He had been in the industry for two months and he had never been so speechless as now.

Maybe it was an illusion, he always felt that he had seen these words somewhere before.

"Don't think about that for now."

The book returns to the topic.

Young people who bear the name of "Wang Sheng" don't know that in many cases, reality is even more dramatic than fiction.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.

Although he was "self-taught" and had outstanding talents and literary talent, he did not learn the literary and spiritual skills that every academy would teach his disciples and depend on to save his life.

As a result, in the eyes of various mountain spirits, monsters, and evil foxes, he was just a piece of Tang Monk's flesh without the protection of his three disciples.

That outstanding figure and handsome appearance only exacerbated the situation.

Poor Wang Sheng finally met a fate even more "miserable" than the protagonist in his novel:

I went to visit my parents' graves, and there were several female ghosts in my dream that night;
When you go shopping in the town and walk by the mountains, you will be provoked by sinister mountain spirits and demon foxes;
I kept the river clams, fish and shrimp I bought in the tank, thinking about eating them in a few days. When I woke up the next day, I bumped into several aquariums who wanted to "repay their kindness"...

Having been in this terrifying atmosphere for a long time, he was in panic all day long, and soon his yang energy and vitality were devoured by the aliens who came to "repay his kindness", and he died.

The appearance of death is extremely terrifying.

(End of this chapter)