Yuchi Gong said seriously: "Lao Cheng, I have also read this romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and it is too far from the truth."
"What's the discrepancy? Aren't I, Old Cheng, not as powerful as the book says?" Cheng Yaojin replied nonchalantly. It's a novel anyway, just watch it for fun.
"Can you really use the Bagua Xuanhua Ax?" Yu Chigong asked with doubtful eyes.
"What are these words?" Cheng Yaojin retorted: "I, Old Cheng, can't use any of the eighteen weapons. It's just that you have never seen me, Old Cheng, use them. Remember back then, when I used the Bagua Xuanhua ax with me?"
He beat Yang Yichen to death casually."
Yuchi Gong was speechless and said: "I have read this chapter, so there is no need to tell you the plot in the novel."
"You talk too much." Cheng Yaojin's face darkened.
"The Yuanba in this story is really awesome." Li Shimin looked at the characters in "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" and his heart trembled for a moment.
Looking at the finished son, Li Shimin sighed: "It's just that there seem to be many things that haven't been written down in this story."
Since the release of "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", Mo Ranchen has had another excuse to be lazy. After all, the completion of a new work certainly requires some time to settle in, but...
"Wuyou, why are you so free!"
"You haven't settled the matter about my agarwood yet!"
"If you have any difficulties, you can tell me and I will help you solve it."
Haotian came to urge Mo Ranchen almost every time he had time. Mo Ranchen was very annoyed and shouted: "Your Majesty, Chenxiang is still young and cannot withstand your torment like this!"
"Is he young?" Haotian asked puzzledly: "He has lived in heaven for three days, which is much more comfortable than the few years Erlang spent playing in the mortal world."
"Moreover, now Chen Xiang Hedao may become the heir of the Shushan Sect in the near future. If you don't let him come out, he may not be able to leave the mountain in the future."
Mo Ranchen said nonchalantly: "This is a good thing. I got a sect for nothing, a perfect template for the protagonist."
Haotian sneered, Shushan Sect belongs to your family. If Chenxiang becomes the leader of Shushan Sect and is bound to Shushan Sect in the future, it will be difficult to return to heaven.
Under Haotian's coercion and inducement, Mo Ranchen could only get up and work.
"I need a small world, big enough to accommodate a small Three Worlds War."
Haotian agreed: "You mean, you want to create a story about the war between the three realms, and Chenxiang is the hero who saves the three realms step by step, right?"
Mo Ranchen glanced at Haotian and said: "I don't have that time. I just want to show Chenxiang what the ongoing battle between gods and demons is like, so that he can understand the principle of caution in the future and stop thinking about causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace.
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"I still think my version is better." Haotian thought about it and replied.
"No." Mo Ranchen said righteously.
"Add money."
"...I'll try."
…
Shushan.
At this time, Shushan has changed a lot. To be precise, the costumes and the appearance of the palace have changed, turning into the appearance in Sword and Fairy III. And just such a small change makes the Kunlun sect next door charge every time.
Most of the disciples are missing.
The leader of the Kunlun Sect collapsed in the toilet crying.
Today is a big day for the Kunlun Sect. Although our Chen Xiang is still an ordinary young man, with his outstanding talent, he will be appointed as the successor by the leader Zhuge Yuwo.
"It is said that Chen Xiang, the heir to the head of the Shushan Sect, is coming to the palace!"
At first, Chen Xiang was unwilling to compete with his elder brother for the heir to the head of the family. After all, he still wanted to save his mother. He didn't know if he could come back alive. What if the Heavenly Court was targeting Shushan?
Although Chen Xiang has only been here for a short time, he is taken care of by many fellow disciples. He can feel at home here, so he does not want to implicate Shushan.
However, every time Chen Xiang saw the eyes of his master looking forward to him, and the looks of encouragement and respect from his classmates, Chen Xiang hesitated. He was afraid that they would be disappointed, and that he would not be able to live up to their expectations.
Chenxiang walked into the hall with such contradictory feelings. He wanted to escape from responsibility, but he understood the importance of responsibility.
"Master, the demons are attacking Shushan!" Two disciples ran into the hall in a panic, interrupting the coronation ceremony of the heir to the master.
Chen Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
"The demons are attacking Shushan at this time. They simply don't take Shushan seriously. Leader and disciples invite you to fight!"
"Master, disciples invite you to fight!"
The disciples in the audience came forward one after another. When Zhuge Yuwo saw this, he looked angry. You know, the heir of Shushan is now crowned, which shows how important it is to Shushan.
"All disciples, follow me out of the mountain to defend against the enemy!" Zhuge Yuwo shouted, holding a long sword in his hand.
"Disciple, take the order!" Shushan disciples shouted loudly and drew their swords one after another.
As the head of the clan, Zhuge Yuwo is naturally the first to bear this responsibility. After all, in Shushan at this time, there are really not many people who can really take charge of their own affairs.
Outside the live broadcast room, Haotian said with an unhappy face: "Why did you choose this time to go? Today is his happy day!"
Mo Ranchen sighed and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want him to be the leader of Shushan before? Why did you regret it so quickly?"
"How can it be the same? In front of the public, just one step away... just one step away, he can get a sect for nothing!" Haotian looked pityful.
"It's so boring to be with you." After saying that, Mo Ranchen left.
Yaochi covered his face and looked at Haotian, who looked greedy for petty gains. Is this still my wise and mighty Majesty?
Da Laohei: Why is there no one talking in this live broadcast room? Wuyou Jushi’s live broadcast room should not be deserted.
Monk running for free: Isn't this agarwood? Yang Jian's nephew is here.
I have a dragon: Although I don’t know what this live broadcast is about, I always feel like I’ve seen it before @ Erlang Zhenjun.
Erlang Zhenjun: Don’t disturb me.
Sensing the immortal girl Yunxiao Empress: Someone is going to be unlucky.
Yueyouxing: Same as above.
Kan Gong Doumu Yuanjun: Same as above.
The Immortal Virgin: Same as above.
Jade Rabbit: Same as above.
Empress Bixiao, the fairy who follows the world: Same as above.
Empress Qiongxiao, the fairy who follows the world: It seems like something strange has been mixed in.
Jade Rabbit:?
In the Wa Palace, Nuwa looked at the live broadcast room with a plain face, thinking: Recently, she dislikes such a trouble-free life more and more. When will the calamity come?
Qingluan: Because Agarwood is the son of Yang Chan, and Yang Chan is a disciple of the Wa Palace, so Agarwood is equal to a disciple of the Wa Palace, correct answer!
Caiyun: It’s so boring. Why haven’t we started fighting yet?
Outside Shushan, there was a man in black. His handsome and domineering appearance made him look like a villain at all. Behind him stood a group of young men with faces... Well, they all wore black masks, but that didn't stop them from looking...