Looking at his father, he looked like he really wanted to beat him up. If he didn't explain this clearly, he would definitely not be able to escape from today's severe beating.
Fear!
"Father, please listen to my explanation. I was in the Hehuan Sect, and I did come out half an hour after I learned about the news that you had faked your death. But I definitely didn't come out after seeing the news and engaging in prostitution."
"haha."
Tang Tianlie's smile became even more dangerous: "You mean, you were having sex at the time and didn't even see the news about your father?"
"I didn't see it."
"Um?!"
"But it's not that, Dad, you have to believe me!"
"I really didn't have anything to say at the time!"
"Besides, your old man is so powerful that you can't tell at a glance whether I have indulged in anything like that or indulgence in my past few days?"
“···”
Tang Tianlie was also so angry for a moment that he forgot about this incident. Now he calmed down and took a look, hey? There seems to be nothing wrong with him!
However, you should be angry when you should be angry!
I hate that iron cannot become steel.
"Then tell me, what the hell are you doing in there?"
"If you can't explain why, I'm going to go crazy~!"
Tang Baichuan quickly shrank his neck and began to think about the reason.
"Editor, you continue to edit for me."
"I'll count to three. If you can't make up a reason to convince me, I'll start to get mad."
Tang Tianlie sneered and opened his mouth to count.
"one!"
Tang Baichuan broke into a cold sweat.
"two!"
Tang Baichuan shivered.
"three···"
Tang Tianlie raised his hand and struck, but Tang Baichuan rolled around to avoid it. At the same time, his mind was full of thoughts: "Dad!"
"Daddy, don't worry, I didn't make it up, I really didn't make it up!"
"Don't fight yet, listen to me!"
"I was just thinking about how to tell it in the shortest way from beginning to end."
"Ah!"
"explain!"
Tang Tianlie waved his hand to 'conjure' a chair, sat down, and sneered: "If I hear something is wrong, I won't be able to escape with this beating from you today."
“···”
Tang Baichuan complained in his heart, but did not dare to show it, and continued: "This is what happened."
"Genesis, you know, right?"
"Yeah. I know."
"In Genesis, there are hundreds of cultivation systems, do you know that?"
"I've heard about it." When talking about this, Tang Tianlie sighed: "Holy Master Zixiao Xu Changsheng, this person is really a rare genius in countless eras."
"I'm only in my twenties and I've almost reached the threshold of Daluo, but I've actually invented so many good things."
"But compared with these cultivation systems he created, everything before is nothing worth mentioning."
"If I were born in the same era as him, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be qualified to carry his shoes."
"He just... hmm? Wait, why am I telling you this?"
"Damn it, you are older than him, and I definitely give you a lot of resources, but you spend the whole day eating, drinking and having fun."
Crackling!
As he spoke, Tang Tianlie started fighting directly.
"Ma De, if you don't say he's okay, the more you talk about it, the angrier I'll get."
"Why do others even admire me, but you are like this?"
Tang Baichuan suddenly cried loudly.
After a long time, Tang Tianlie stopped his hand and looked at his crying son. He felt that the anger in his heart had dissipated a lot, and then he hummed: "I'll continue talking."
"yes."
Tang Baichuan no longer had the arrogant second-generation Immortal spirit outside, and said bitterly: "Isn't my talent for cultivating immortals average? So I just wanted to see if I could find some inspiration in other systems."
"Therefore, although I have been in the Hehuan Sect's fairy shop these past few days, I have never had anything to do with them!"
"I have been reading various novels with great concentration, trying to find out whether there is a spiritual practice system that suits me."
At this point, he changed the topic: "Dad, I think you can take a look. Maybe you can find a more suitable system and go further?"
Tang Tianlie rolled his eyes: "I have read a few books. Those systems are indeed remarkable, but they are not more suitable for me than the system of cultivating immortals."
"In other words, the most suitable system for anyone who can cultivate to the Daluo Jinxian realm is to cultivate immortality."
"Don't interrupt. What about you? Have you found it?"
Tang Baichuan said with a smile: "Not yet, but I haven't finished reading it yet. The reason why I came out after more than half an hour is because I read the book, found the system and got fascinated by the deductions."
He was a little nervous.
It is true to read, and it is also true to be fascinated.
But is it suitable for you to find a system and derivation? It’s just nonsense.
Tang Tianlie glared at him, but there was no reason to arrest him.
There is no other way, knowing a son is like a father, and Tang Tianlie knows Tang Baichuan better than anyone else, so it is useless to get hold of him.
What's more, he has always been used to having children as an old man.
For example, in this case, as long as it can be explained, he will not pursue it.
"I've been talking for a long time, but what's the point?"
"That's all, this time, I will consider you to have passed."
"Next time..."
"snort!"
Tang Baichuan quickly nodded and bent down, got up and waited for a while: "Dad, are you tired from beating me? Come on, let me press the button for you."
"Um!"
After getting permission, Tang Baichuan tried his best, which made Tang Tianlie feel very comfortable.
I learned the massage skills from the ladies from the Hehuan Sect. Isn’t it comfortable?
But when Tang Tianlie felt comfortable, he sighed: "Son, you also understand that I am not targeting you, let alone liking you, but that you should really be sensible."
"I don't have much time left. If I die suddenly one day, what will you do?"
Tang Baichuan was silent.
Then he rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, if you don't die, won't I be able to be cool all the time?"
"What nonsense!?!"
The irritable old man immediately began to criticize his son: "Do you think I am a saint? The law of heaven is immortal, and the saint is immortal? I am only in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian. Do you know how many years I have lived?"
After scolding, Tang Tianlie said helplessly: "Do you think I don't want to live forever?"
Looking at Tang Baichuan, his eyes gradually became full of doting: "If I could live forever, why would I force you like this?"
"But time waits for us not."
"My talent must be above countless people in the immortal world, otherwise I would not be able to attain Daluo Jinxian."
"But my talent does not have no upper limit. The upper limit is the late Da Luo Jinxian."
"peak?"
"If I can break through this small realm, I can live for countless more years, but is it easier said than done?"
"We have been unable to break through for so many years. The further we go, the more impossible it becomes. The bottleneck is like a chasm that cannot be crossed by humans."
"Not even immortals."
Tang Tianlie sighed: "If you want to extend your life, you must refine the innate spiritual roots that can improve your qualifications, or you can refine the innate spiritual roots that can increase your longevity."
"But this kind of treasure can only be found in the chaotic areas on the border of the six realms, and they can be encountered but not sought."
"Sometimes someone sells it, but the price is ridiculously high. Even your father and I can't afford it."
"After all, the entry barrier to that place is Daluo Jinxian, and in the unknown area, even Daluo Jinxian and even Quasi-Sages have to fight for their lives. How can it be cheap?"
"can not afford!"
"As for making money, I am already old now. If I don't take action, I can still live for a while. If I do, I will only die faster! Or even die suddenly."
"So there is no hope of extending your life."
Hearing this, Tang Baichuan felt sad for no reason.
Of course he knows that his father is good to him, and he knows even more clearly that everything he has comes from his father.
If the father is gone, how can we talk about a hammer?
Whether emotionally or otherwise, Tang Baichuan wanted his father to live forever.
Who wants to rely on themselves when they can be the second-generation top immortal for the rest of their lives?
only···
What Tang Tianlie said is indeed a big problem.
If my father can't do anything, what can I do?
He was massaging and thinking about it.
But suddenly, he had an idea.
"Dad!"
"I have an idea."
"You should be able to make a lot of money without taking action!"
"Will there still be cakes falling from the sky?" Tang Tianlie sneered: "Don't let others fool you!"
"How could it be? That person is the Holy Lord Zixiao whom you highly respect."
"you mean???"
"Dad, since you said that you are also reading the novels in Genesis, you should also know about the creative incentive plan that was just released a few hours ago, right?"
Tang Baichuan's eyes sparkled: "Although I don't know how much money you have, tens of millions of immortal crystals are not a handful, right?"
"Furthermore, the one who can win the first place will definitely not only get a bonus. I think everyone's subscription will also be a considerable amount of income. It is not impossible to even exceed the bonus."
"If I write a few more books..."
"father!"
"With your cultivation, your vision, and your ability, you are just making up a story, and you can't do it at your fingertips?!"
"When you make a lot of money, won't you be able to buy innate spiritual roots that extend your life or improve your qualifications? Then you won't have to die?"
In the end, this guy muttered in his heart: "I can be a second-generation immortal for the rest of my life."
“···”
"I'm already this old, and you want me to make up stories and show them to others?" Tang Tianlie was a little confused.
"Why not?"
Tang Baichuan felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
Is there a problem?
no problem!
If my father can live forever, I can always fight for him and be happy.
Dad should retire at the age of seventy and can no longer make money? Then take good care of his health and let him continue to make money.
Ahem.
Tang Tianlie: "..."
Why not?
What the hell, why are you asking me?
In the late stage of my life as a great Luo Jinxian, I was given the nickname Shenhuo Tianzun. Why the hell do you want me to make up a story for people to read?!
The corner of his mouth twitched.
"I do understand something about this."
"But I'm afraid it will damage my reputation?"
"Reputation? Dad, you are going to die suddenly, and you still care about reputation? Even if you don't think about it for yourself, you should think about it for me, right?"
"What if you are gone and I am bullied?"
"What reputation do you need at a time like this?"
"Besides, you are a powerful person in the late Daluo Jinxian period! How could you lose your reputation because of this? Look at Holy Master Zixiao, who has written so many novels, why has he not lost his reputation?"
Tang Tianlie stared.
"damn it!"
"You kid just talks nonsense, how can it be the same?"
"Xu Changsheng is the initiator, and the novels written by him are all wonderful and praised by others."
"How does this compare?"
Seeing Tang Tianlie's mother-in-law's delay, Tang Baichuan said suspiciously: "Dad, I understand. You are afraid that if you write poorly and be scolded, you will really lose your reputation, so you don't dare, right?"
Tang Tianlie: "?!?"
"Nonsense!"
Tang Tianlie was so angry: "Why the hell am I afraid!?"
"It's just a story and a novel. What's so hard about it? I can make countless people read it and forget about eating and sleeping."
"If I can't write well, will I be scolded?"
"This is simply unreasonable!"
He sneered: "You think I have cultivated like a dog for so many years? I have the cultivation and knowledge in the later period of Daluo Jinxian. Isn't it easy to write novels? First of all, they are all in my pocket.
Things!"
"Then write it~" Tang Baichuan said quietly.
Tang Tianlie: "...!!!"
"grass!"
Tang Tianlie almost said it in an old-fashioned tone: "Just write, how can I make you, a little bastard, look down on me?"
"Let me take the first place and show it to you!"
Although Tang Tianlie was angry, he was also very calm.
He thought it through.
Write, you can write!
But you can’t use your real name, so just give it a pen name. If it becomes popular, well, this is me~
What if there is no fire?
What does that have to do with me?
I haven’t started writing yet!
But having said that, with my level of cultivation, there is no reason why the novel I write should not be good-looking, right?
"Yeah, dad, come on!"
Tang Baichuan waved his fist.
This guy doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with fighting for his dad, he’s awesome, I don’t cause trouble, I don’t provoke enemies, I just spend my money responsibly and it’s cool~!
What's wrong with me, an honest second-generation immortal like me?!
But how long can I stay happy?
No, you have to ask, at least you have to have an idea~
He immediately looked at his father and said cautiously: "Dad, I want to ask you something, please don't be angry."
"That is, in your current state, if you don't take action against others, how many years can you live if you try your best?"
Having said this, Tang Tianlie suddenly sighed, his face full of sorrow.
"well!"
"I'm about to die."
"It's all calculated, it's only five or six epochs at most."
Tang Baichuan: "(ΩДΩ)?!!"
That’s it!
Five or six...
Era~~~Era?~!
You're going to die violently soon?!
If it weren't for the fact that you are my father, I would have fucked you a long time ago!
After listening to his father's words, Tang Baichuan felt his head pounding. Damn it, it was incredible!
I have never encountered such an egregious situation.
Talking about being old and dying all day long makes me look like a second-generation dandy, but in fact, I feel extremely anxious.
As a result, now that you know everything, you actually tell me how many more epochs can I live for?
wipe!
That’s not true!
What is the concept of five or six epochs?
If I didn't practice hard and work hard to improve my strength, I wouldn't be able to live for five or six epochs.
Tang Baichuan was furious in his heart.
But at the same time, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, as if the burden that was originally on his shoulders had completely disappeared in an instant.
My dad can live for a long time~!
I can totally keep surfing!
If my father becomes a god by writing a book, makes a lot of money, and successfully renews his life, then I can probably waste my time until I die~?
Well, when I think about it, I instantly feel less angry.
But Tang Tianlie snorted coldly: "The reason why I didn't tell you before was because I was afraid that after you knew it, you would be idle all day long without learning or skills!"
"I'm afraid now!"
"But I see you acting like this, no matter whether you say it or not, you are like this."
"well!"
The old man was heartbroken.
So damn depressing!
"Recently, you have been keeping me grounded at home, reading books, until you figure out whether there is a system suitable for your cultivation!"
"snort!"
Tang Tianlie threw his hands away in frustration.
By the way, he threw a ban with his backhand, trapping Tang Baichuan at home.
Then he ran into his training room and sat cross-legged, then opened Genesis and started to apply to become a writer~
"A pen name?"
"Um."
"It has to be domineering, but it can't have anything to do with myself, so people can't guess it's me."
Soon, Mr. Tang decided on his pen name.
"I'm talking about being a teenager."
"good!"
It took a while to apply.
In less than ten minutes, the review was passed.
Tang Tianlie immediately laughed: "Well, the speed is extremely fast. Now, I am also a writer of Genesis. Create a work and create a work immediately~"
After a simple operation, he entered the work creation page.
"Classification of the work, fantasy? Well, I know this. I have read a fantasy novel before, which is indeed remarkable, but I don't know much about it. Xianxia? I know it very well, so let's just say Xianxia!"
The old man is very cautious.
First choose one that you know how to write, and then you can have it at your fingertips, and the book will become a hit~
"Label?"
"Well, the most indispensable thing for those of us who seek immortality are passion and invincibility, so let's add passion and invincibility."
The old man obviously misunderstood the meaning of passionate and invincible.
But he felt there was nothing wrong with it.
Isn’t that what cultivating immortals should be like?
"Responsibility statement?"
"Is it completely original and promises to be responsible for the disputes it causes?"
"What's so difficult about this?"
“Check it and that’s it!”
"Um, the title of the book, this..."
Tang Tianlie paused, suddenly feeling a little bit blinded.
He felt that he could handle the other options easily, but the title of the book, ahem, needed to be carefully considered.
After all, even people who have never written a novel know that the title of a book is the face of a book. If the title is not good, even if the book is good, it will be looked down upon by others.
Especially if someone who is not weaker than you sees it, you will really be ridiculed.
"Hmph, those books with more than ten characters in their titles and punctuation marks must not work."
"Keep it short and powerful."
"Let me think about it for a moment."
Tang Tianlie was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea flashed: "Yes~!"
"Xunxian!"
"Simple is just two words, the style is simple and grand, and the meanings of seeking immortality and seeking immortality are basically the same. It perfectly fits the story I want to write."
"Ok, deal!"
soon.
The creation of Xianxia's new book "Xun Xian Xun" has been completed.
The system prompts Tang Tianlie that after uploading 10,000 words, he can enter the review process. After the review is successful, he can enter Genesis and all readers can see it.
"Ten thousand words?"
"Simple!"
"Let's see how easily I can finish it~"
Of course, when coding in Genesis, they don’t type with a snappy keyboard. After all, even if a real keyboard is put in front of them, they won’t know how to do it~!
Moreover, for cultivators, the efficiency of using a keyboard to code is too low.
In contrast, it is much more convenient and faster to directly use your spiritual sense to select the required text among the many texts in the 'font library' and directly 'enter' it into the background.
Anyway, the spiritual awareness of immortal cultivators is far superior to that of ordinary people. The higher the cultivation level, the more awesome they are. They can do trivial things easily.
As for coding software or office software, Xu Changsheng was too lazy to develop them.
Maybe it will be useful in the future, but now? It's really not necessary.
The coded words can only be coded in the backend of the Genesis Writer Center. Each coded word is automatically saved. How good is that?
······
"Well, this is the first sentence~~~This is the first sentence...This is the first sentence~???"
Tang Tianlie, who thought he could easily write ten thousand words, got stuck on the first sentence.
"No, I have to see how other people write."
He opened other people's books and looked at them, and found that almost all of them started with introducing the time and place, and he instantly had an idea.
"Well, that's how it should be."
"First introduce the time and place, and then introduce the characters."
"So~"
He started to 'code'.
A certain year in ancient times, within boundless chaos.
On this day, the chaos that was originally stable and had not seen any changes for countless years suddenly began to surge.
What was shocking was that many ancient immortals trembled. Until hundreds of thousands of years passed, a young man walked out of the chaos...
But no one found it.
No one even knew that he was an innate being born in chaos, and he was also an 'innate human race' in the true sense.
Later~~~
······
Tang Tianlie wrote faster and faster, and the more he wrote, the more he felt.
Once you start, the feeling comes.
Once I feel it, the speed of coding will naturally increase.
Soon, I coded 10,000 words, divided them into five chapters according to the system recommendations, and uploaded them.
Then, he saw that "Xunxian" entered the review state.
"Audit?"
"Well, I think it's just right. Keep writing, just in time for him to review it!"
The soul of Tang Tianlie Daluo Jinxian was extremely powerful, and his thoughts were extremely fast. When he coded words, his speed was naturally astonishing.
When "Looking for Immortals" was approved half an hour later, he had already written more than 10,000 words.
"snort!"
"Isn't it just making up stories and writing novels?"
"It's so simple, what's so hard about it?"
"I wrote more than 10,000 words in less than an hour, and I can write hundreds of thousands of words in one day!"
"Let's see I easily win first place!"
"I'll do it, I'm really good at it."
Tang Tianlie doesn't understand the update frequency or how it works.
Just write and post!
He didn't stop for a moment, transformed into a model worker, coded like crazy, uploaded and published like crazy, and actually reached the top of the update list within half a day~!
After all, he is Daluo Jinxian, and the strength of his soul is amazing.
It's natural to code quickly.
However, compared to Tang Tianlie, the progress of other writers is much slower.
······
In a restaurant in the Shenhui Fairy City, the storyteller Li Ping'an arranged his clothes, took the wake tree, and flew up to the high platform. With his mind tense, he bowed his hands to the diners talking loudly below the stage: "Good morning, I'm here to tell you the storyteller Li Ping'an.
.”
"Today, I will tell you a story about a young mother who was trapped at the foot of a mountain, and a boy who cut down the mountain to save his mother~"
"Let's talk..."
"Wait, splitting the mountain to save my mother?!"
One diner raised his voice and asked, "Are you bullying me for not having the magic power, or have you never seen the lotus lantern?"
"Isn't the boy you want to talk about called Chenxiang?"
"I think he is bullying me. I haven't seen life growing up and hating Shui Changdong?!"
The previous diners were stunned: "In life, one hates the water. What is that? Isn't it the agarwood in the lotus lamp that splits the mountain to save the mother?"
"It's Agarwood, but there is also Agarwood and his uncle Erlangshen in Dongzhong~"
"It's just that the lotus lantern is mainly made of agarwood, while the latter is mainly made of Erlang Shen."
"I see!"
"Does it look good?"
"It's beautiful!" The diner who suggested that life would last forever and hate the water would suddenly become solemn: "It's very beautiful, especially depressing!"
"Oh, special cure?"
"Then I have to take a closer look."
"A few years ago, my Taoist partner betrayed me, my brothers turned against each other, my Taoist friends..., and finally, my Taoist partner actually got together with my brother."
"My soul has been traumatized that cannot be healed, and it should be healed."
The diner's expression was particularly subtle. He glanced at the other person and said with a smile: "It turns out that Taoist friend has such an unknown past. Go and see it. You will feel better after reading it."
"Thank you~!"
"But then again, Li Ping'an, have you exhausted your talent and run out of good stories?"
"If that's the case, I'll leave soon!"
"good!"
"I didn't expect that you would plagiarize other people's stories?!"
"I used to like your boy's stories the most, but now, you have disappointed me so much."
Li Pingan was stunned.
What?!
What agarwood, what treasure lotus lantern? What about Erlang Shen and the everlasting hatred in life?
I’ve never heard of it myself!
But now that the diners' opposition was rising, it was obvious that he could no longer tell this story, so he quickly apologized and changed his story.
The diners then gave up and began to listen quietly to him telling stories.
However, even though Li Pingan tried his best, he still found that the mood of the diners was far less high than before.
"how come?"
Li Pingan was puzzled.
"This is obviously my first time telling this story. Why did they...?"
He couldn't figure it out.
Knowing that the diners were leaving in low spirits, Li Ping'an still frowned in confusion, looking at the scattered money in twos and threes, feeling very uncomfortable.
Li Ping'an himself is just a monk in the golden elixir stage.
His talent is not good either, so he relies on telling stories to earn reward money for his cultivation. Before, he told good stories and the monks were quite happy with him.
But why today?!
He couldn't help but pulled an acquaintance of the diner to ask why.
"This...actually it's not your fault."
The other party let out a long sigh and said, "It's not that your story has deteriorated, nor that you've exhausted all your talents. The gap is really too big."
"Holy Master Zixiao personally took action. Compared with your stories, well, it's not that your stories are not good."
"Rather, all of his stories are long, with millions of words in total, but your story has hundreds of thousands of words at most."
"In terms of structure, it is naturally quite different."
"The level of excitement is naturally incomparable."
"I still like your stories quite a lot, but in comparison, I would also choose the novels of Holy Master Zixiao."
"Holy Lord Zixiao, novel?!"
Li Ping'an's eyelids twitched.
The majestic Holy Lord Zixiao, even a small golden elixir stage monk like me, feels that his existence is like thunder. He is one of the "strongest" in the fairy world. He jumps out to write novels and steal his own job?!
Doesn't this mean you'll be stabbed while you're lying down?
Seeing Li Ping'an's lost look, the diner patted him on the shoulder: "You, if you have a chance, buy a magic machine and go to Genesis to have a look."
"Those novels are really wonderful and make people forget about them!"
Regular customers are gone.
Li Pingan was in despair for a long time.
Then, he gritted his teeth.
"A magic trick?"
“Just buy it!”
"Writing stories and practicing spiritual practice are completely different. Good spiritual talent and strength do not mean you can write good stories!"
"This can be proven by the fact that the great monks and even the immortals love to listen to my stories."
"I want to see how wonderful the novels you wrote, Holy Lord Zixiao Xu Changsheng, are!"
Li Ping'an gritted his teeth and took out a huge sum of ten pieces of top-quality spiritual stones, and went to queue up to buy the magic machine.
Logically speaking, a young monk at the golden elixir stage cannot afford so much money, but he is good at eloquence and can write good stories, so he often receives rewards, but he can still afford it.
This row lasts for three days.
When he got the magic ticket and entered Genesis, he saw that the number one novel on the updated list, "I'm a Teenager", already had 180,000 words.
After careful study, Li Pingan was moved.
"I can be an author."
"Can you make money?"
"There is also a creative incentive plan? Hiss!!!"
"No, don't get excited. There are many powerful people in the immortal world, and there are countless people who are good at writing novels. You can't aim too high."
"I have to take a look at the novels written by these writers first. How do they feel?"
"Um."
"Let's start with the number one update list."
"But why doesn't he even have a contract status?"
"One hundred and eighty thousand words, but you haven't signed a contract yet?"
He doesn't understand this concept either.
I just found out that some of the books with 30,000 to 50,000 words, or even 10,000 to 20,000 words at the back of the list already had "signature marks", and I was just curious.
Then···
Li Ping'an started watching "Looking for Immortals".
A minute later, his eyelids twitched.
Three minutes later, Li Pingan grinned, his face full of depression and boredom, but he still forced himself to continue.
ten minutes later.
Li Ping'an really couldn't stand it anymore.
"It's so scary. I almost vomited. What the hell is this called a novel?!"
"It's such a straightforward narrative, without any twists and turns from beginning to end, without any foreshadowing, the plot is so simple that it's mindless, the characters are so complex, everything about eating, sleeping and going to the toilet is included?"
"For those who don't know, I thought I was writing a diary in order to complete the task!"
Li Ping'an was in his room, complaining crazily.
What a crappy thing!
Is this worthy of being called a novel?
If nothing else, I know what I know. In the profession of storyteller, at this level? I can’t even eat!
Even if you were asked to go on stage to tell books and stories, you would be scolded or even beaten down after no more than one stick of incense.
This well-known Genesis, highly praised by its regular customers, is this what it is?
At this level, any creative plan can be done by me!
"no!"
"This is just a list of new books. There has not even been a contract signed. According to the description in the author's introduction, the level does not even reach the 'qualification line'."
"And most of them are unsightly junk works."
"There's a chance!"
"Fight!"
"Although there are some differences between novels and storytelling, they are still stories, and I can refer to Xu Shengzhu's many masterpieces..."
"call!"
"This is my opportunity. If I can seize it, my future will be limitless."
"This time, I will go all out!"
"Just try your best to learn from Emperor Yan, and then imitate him."
"If it ranks first, it must have merit."
Then, he began to refer to Emperor Yan. He originally looked at it with a learning attitude, but in the end, he saw himself in it.
I don’t think about food and tea, and I don’t have any thoughts about work.
I simply quit my job as a storyteller and just read books.
See the membership chapter? Recharge! Keep reading.
It wasn't until he stayed up late for three days and finished reading that he breathed out: "It's a masterpiece, a masterpiece!"
"Wait~"
“What exactly did I learn?”
"Um. I just looked at it."
He pondered and began to recall and reflect. After all, he was "half an industry insider." Soon, he extracted many key information.
"The first is the decline and then the rise, the fallen genius, then the passion to not deceive the poor young man, and then the sense of expectation of the three-year agreement..."
"Hey, in just a few chapters, you can become a god."
"Although there are many 'routines' in the following chapters, the word "Shuang" is arranged to the extreme. I can't stop, and others are naturally even more so."
“If we analyze the usefulness from it, we have to consider the balance between ‘genius’ and ‘waste’.”
"Genius stream, or waste stream?"
“···”
Li Ping'an is like a shriveled sponge, absorbing knowledge crazily.
at the same time.
In the demon world, on the top of a mountain where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, a monkey is lying on a stone chair, blackmailing Erlang's legs, and is leisurely and contented.
"Your Majesty~"
"King!"
At this time, a monkey turned into a stream of light and flew from the sky: "No, something bad is going to happen!"
"Why are you panicking?"
The monkey lying on the stone chair cursed: "What does it look like?"
The monkey flew nearby and quickly knelt down: "Your Majesty, it's not good. I went shopping this time and heard about the magic, so I bought one."
“As a result, this fairy machine recently updated a Genesis application.”
"Among them, one of the books is actually written by you, the king!"
"It's just that there are some differences, I don't know..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
The king stood up, quickly stopped, scratched his head and said anxiously: "What the hell are you talking about?! Tell me carefully and make it clear!"
"Yes, that's it, Your Majesty."
The little monkey was about to learn everything he knew, from the function of the fairy machine, to buying the fairy machine, to the launch of Genesis, and a novel called "Journey to the West"~~~
"That's how it is, my lord."
"In this Journey to the West, there is also a stone monkey that jumped out of the stone. He is also the Monkey King, and he also lives in a cave inside a waterfall."
"He also named the mountain where he lived Huaguo Mountain, the cave Shuiliandong, and himself Sun Wukong."
"He even made himself the Monkey King, and then made him the Lingxiao Palace."
At this point, the little monkey looked full of admiration.
