"Qin Mo, are you okay?"

There was sudden silence on the phone. Zhan Qinghai saw Qin Mo being silent for a long time and said in confusion.

Before Qin Mo could answer, Zhan Qinghai seemed to already know what happened and said with a smile: "Since the "Inscription on the Humble Room" written by the National Sage has arrived, I won't disturb you anymore."

Apparently, Zhan Qinghai had already received the news when the golden pages of the "Humble Chamber Inscription" written by the National Sage arrived in Jincheng.

About ten seconds have passed since Qin Mo merged "Inscription on the Humble Room" to now. If Zhan Qinghai still doesn't know what happened, then he is no different from a deaf or blind person.

Don't be the lord of a city.

"Yeah." Qin Mo responded and hung up the phone.

Putting the phone into the gap of the sofa, Qin Mo stared at the last column on the system before he started. Qin Mo was not surprised that this legendary article could be passed down to the world.

This benefit should have been his. This benefit for the National Saint was due to arriving early, but

A handed down article did not help him reach the peak of talent.

"Do we have to wait for "Song of White Snow" and "Die Lianhua" to be published in "The Chronicles of Poetry"?"

Qin Mo thought to himself that this possibility was extremely likely.

In fact, up to now, Qin Mo's method of improving his talents from insignificance to the peak of exposed talents is a shortcut, even for this world's literary system.

Abnormal way.

Even in a way that cannot be replicated.

Ordinary writers need to clearly read classic articles and poems handed down from ancient times, and then cooperate with their own talent for comprehension, in order to slowly develop their talent, speak well, and write well.

But Qin Mo's talent was all based on the accumulation of quatrain poems and handed down articles. Compared with the talent cultivated by ordinary writers by observing classic articles and reading thousands of volumes, it lacked some foundation.

Of course, the effect is the same.

Qin Mo also enjoyed this simple way of improvement.

Why does it have to be so complicated?

The only pity is that this handed down article written by the national sage failed to help him achieve a breakthrough in his talent.

Then I thought about it, I had only been in this world for a few months, and my talent had grown explosively. I had climbed from being insignificant to a peak of talent in a very short time like a rocket.

What else is not satisfying?

If word of this spreads, people who envy him will line up from here to France.

Literary masters are completely different from martial arts masters.

The relationship between the two is represented by a linear line. The literary master is a gradually rising slope, while the martial arts master is the complete opposite.

The talent of a literary master improves more slowly than that of a martial artist in the early stages.

Much slower.

In the later stage, the improvement of literary talents will catch up.

The biggest advantage of being a literary master is that the improvement of talent will not weaken with the age of the literary master, but if the Qi and blood are not good enough, the Qi and blood of the martial arts master will gradually weaken if he does not make breakthroughs as he gets older.

It is very common for a literary master to outlast a martial arts master!

There is a real example. There was a pair of twin brothers in history. The elder brother pursued the path of literary master, and the younger brother practiced martial arts. When he was fifty, the elder brother was a fifth-level literary master, and the younger brother was already a seventh-level martial arts master.

Later, at the age of sixty, when his elder brother was promoted to the sixth rank of Wen Grandmaster, the younger brother was still the seventh rank of Martial Arts Grandmaster.

When they were seventy years old, when their elder brother was promoted to the seventh rank of Wen Grandmaster, his younger brother was still the seventh rank of Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Until he was eighty years old, his elder brother was promoted to the eighth rank of Wen Grandmaster, and his younger brother became so powerful that he fell to the sixth rank of Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Later, as his younger brother, the sixth-grade martial arts master voluntarily applied for transfer from the imperial capital and stayed in the demon space for the rest of his life, never coming out again.

There is no way, the blow is too big!

It is possible for an average person to be angered to death.

There is a saying among martial artists: Time does not stop for martial artists!

Most of the literary masters that can be seen on the market today are very old people who are over fifty years old. There are even many elderly literary masters in their eighties or nineties.

There are very few people like Qin Mo who have shown their peak talents just after graduating from high school.

"Zhan Qinghai is right. It is important to plan the future path. As for improving the speed, slowing down is not a bad thing." Qin Mo pondered, whether it was to comfort himself or not, at this point, he should not be anxious.

Compared with others, he has good physical fitness and talent, and he is already in the leading position at the starting line.

I stood up from the sofa and came to the balcony. The dark clouds in the sky slowly opened a gap in the middle. They were slowly blown to both sides by the wind, releasing the sun that had been blocked for a long time. The weather after the rain was particularly fresh, even that

The irritating heat is gone.

"Let's go out for a walk. I've been staying at home these days and haven't even gone downstairs."

The basic exercises in the afternoon were not effective. Qin Mo was not ready to continue practicing, so he put on his clothes, locked the door and went downstairs.

At the gate of the community, the guard, Uncle Qin, was leaning on the seat leisurely with a fan. When he saw Qin Mo coming out, Uncle Qin's eyes lit up.

"Qin Mo, did you just see the golden light flying into the community? They said it was a handed down article written by the national saint himself!" Uncle Qin looked excited, as if what he had just seen was a rare treasure.

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What was written by the National Sage himself?"

"A handed down article written by the National Saint himself!"

Qin Mo had a puzzled expression on his face: "What kind of article has been handed down from ancient times by the national saint?"

"This is an article handed down from generation to generation written by the national sage himself!" Uncle Qin became anxious.

Qin Mo said: "What kind of handwritten article has been passed down from generation to generation?"

Uncle Qin was so angry that he threw away the cattail leaf fan with his backhand and said impatiently: "Okay, let's go. Let's go quickly."

"okay."

Qin Mo put his hands in his pockets, ended the conversation with the same pronunciation as Uncle Dongmei, and walked out of the community.

The rain had just stopped, but there was still moisture on the street that had not yet dried up. The leaves on both sides were moist and as green as jade, and drops of water were dripping down.

Qin Mo took a deep breath. The fragrance of flowers and fresh air made him feel as if he was in primitive nature, feeling comfortable and comfortable.

The college entrance examination has ended, and there are obviously more young men and women walking outdoors, all of them smiling. They are eager to squander all the happiness in the first half of their lives before their college entrance examination results come down.

Once the results are released, they will be beaten severely.

When a martial artist hits someone, it hurts!

Because people who are beaten are in better physical condition and the beating lasts longer.

Qin Mo passed by some hidden places, deep in alleys, and beside remote roads. Many young couples cuddled up to each other, clinging to each other, having the last moment of tenderness before going their separate ways.

Graduation means falling out of love, and it is no longer exclusive to college students. Many handsome and beautiful boys and girls have had the opportunity to experience this unforgettable pain since high school. Some of those who have a deep relationship and are unwilling to break up will also end up with each other after they enter the university campus.

Taste the pain most profoundly with another final blow from the senior.

The consequence of the disconnection of the lotus roots is that when the threads are disconnected, the experience will be double the pain.

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…

In the next few days, Qin Mo stocked up daily necessities in the cupboard.

In addition to building the world of Tianlong and composing articles on "The Eight Parts of Tianlong" every day, I also practice "Five Animals".

However, Qin Mo never expected that for the next three consecutive days, he still failed to successfully evolve any technique from "Dragon and the Eight Parts".

The seventh day.

Qin Mo's head is like a chicken coop, and his eyeballs are densely covered with red threads. It looks like he hasn't showered for several days and is in a state of insomnia late at night.

Qin Mo's eyes were fixed on the last 20 points of civil and military points left on the system. For six consecutive days, he failed to successfully evolve the technique.

The civil and military values ​​​​are almost exhausted.

He was almost exhausted.

"There are only 20 civil and military points left. If I use them all, I won't even have any civil and military points."

"Redeem the last chapter. If it doesn't work, then start writing low-level martial arts articles again."

"System, I want to redeem Chapter 7 of "Dragon Babu"!"
Chapter completed!