Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

The Palace Master was a little embarrassed.

Ever since the magic cultivator army was suppressed in the extremely cold and extreme north.

Due to the lack of hope for the future and extreme boredom, she fell in love with reading novels.

This allows her to be silent in the endless fantasy world, so as to escape the cruel reality.

In the fantasy world of the novel, she can be a peerless demon cultivator who dominates the mainland, or a lone ranger walking in the green forest rivers and lakes.

In the endless time, he read all the novels in the mainland.

The emptiness and powerlessness of facing the cruel reality surged up again.

The shameful hobby of writing novels is her way of entertaining and paralyzing herself when she has no books to read.

"writing a novel?"

Zhang Hao touched his chin and thought for a while.

"Hey, it's a pretty good specialty. It can be said to be very suitable for my nine-year compulsory education school."

"Since I have joined my sect, I will naturally be responsible to the end and tailor a path that suits you."

"From today onwards, you are the third disciple of the nine-year compulsory education."

Hear this.

The Palace Master sneered in his heart.

You can really brag.

Although she admits that this son is a genius, he has created some novel fighting methods.

But the nonsense about tailoring a suitable road, I am afraid that only young people who are not deeply involved in the world will be fooled.

From the Palace Master's point of view, this kind of talk is probably just a big pie drawn by Zhang Hao in order to keep people, and it's just a deceit.

The purpose of the palace lord's coming is very clear.

One is to steal Haoran's righteousness, and the other is to find an opportunity to kill Zhang Hao without disturbing the god of war after stealing the study, and get this innate treasure by the way.

Zhang Hao looked serious.

"Sit down, I will teach you righteousness now."

The Palace Master was taken aback.

"Now?"

"I don't need me to accumulate contribution points and layers of tests?"

This is too random.

Such a powerful and mysterious awe-inspiring righteousness is passed on as it is said.

Don't have to go through any tests?
Zhang Hao heard her doubts.

"Of course there is no need. There is nothing to hide here. Grand Virtue is just one of the most basic existences in the genre."

"I'm just a user."

"Heavenly righteousness exists between the heaven and the earth, and in the hearts of the people."

"I'll teach you when you come, and I welcome you when you leave."

"The school of nine-year compulsory education is something I learn and summarize standing on the shoulders of giants. It is not something unique to Zhang Hao."

"Anyone is eligible to learn it."

this moment.

The Palace Master seemed to see the divine light emanating from Zhang Hao.

This person……

There is such a mind.

Although the positions are different, the Palace Master still admires them from the bottom of his heart.

Is this the enlightenment of the future pillars of righteous people?
So great and selfless.

Compared with my disciples of magic cultivation, it is really heaven and earth.

A burst of sounds of nature came to her ears.

Some verses of Zhengqi Song have already been printed in her mind.

"This is the air-inducing art of awe-inspiring righteousness."

"Sit down and feel it, and I will help you figure out a path that suits you."

The palace lord silently recited Qi Jue in his heart.

The awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth was guided to gather in her pineal gland.

At the moment when Haoran's righteousness entered his body.

She trembled.

"Stronger than I imagined!"

"The magic energy I cultivated is two grades weaker than this."

The palace lord seemed to be in another world, as if he was dreaming.

After a long time she stood up.

Zhang Hao in front of him frowned and thought hard, as if he was really thinking about the future path for her.

"The grandeur of righteousness has been obtained..."

"If you kill him now..."

"No! Not yet."

"This is the territory of the Qingshan Sword Sect, and all the plants and trees are probably under the supervision of the God of War."

"I rashly shot and killed the favorite student of the God of War. I was afraid that the God of War would come to me in an instant. At that time, it would be difficult for me to fly."

"To be on the safe side, wait until Zhang Hao is far away from the surveillance of the God of War before doing it."

A voice came from outside the door.

"Teacher, we are coming to class."

Brother Dumao and Bai Wei pushed the door open and entered.

"what?"

"Aren't you the hardworking junior sister from the Sutra Pavilion yesterday?"

"Hahaha, you really came, I knew I couldn't see the wrong person."

"Looking at your appearance, you have already accepted the infusion of awe-inspiring righteousness."

"Okay, okay! From today onwards, I have another member in my family."

At this time, Zhang Hao suddenly clapped his hands.

"Have it!"

"I already……"

"By the way, what's your name?"

Palace Master: "..."

Hey.

This person's heart is really big, the core of the door has been passed on to me, and he still doesn't know my name.

"My name is Lin Wan'er."

Zhang Hao waved.

"Come here, Wan'er, I've helped you perfect your future path."

"This way is called the way of fiction and fantasy!"

"Although it is difficult to practice, the infinite power of change is astonishing."

The Palace Master felt disdainful.

Fudge!

Then flick!

Let's see what tricks you can play.

How long since we met, you told me that you developed the way of fantasy just for me.

Ha ha.

My old lady is a magic cultivator who has seen the big world, not the silly white sweet by your side.

"Keep your eyes wide open, watch carefully and study hard!"

Zhang Hao raised his hand high, and one hand condensed a thick golden wordless book.

One hand condenses the first day of junior high school to the golden pen holder.

"Human imagination is unconstrained and boundless."

"The way of novel fantasy is to turn people's imagination into writing on the tip of the pen, and record it through the ups and downs of the storyline."

"Then, by writing novels, you can practice and perfect your own novel world. When fighting others, you can extract the secret techniques in your own novel world for your own use. Those who have cultivated to a high level can summon the protagonists in the novel to fight for them, and even Include others and yourself in your small world."

The palace lord was dumbfounded.

What the hell are you talking about?
Although I know you must be bullshitting.

But to be able to talk nonsense to this point...

It is truly unprecedented.

Zhang Hao picked up his pen.

He hesitated for a while.

"Since it is for students to demonstrate, then write it casually."

Then he began to write quickly in the golden book.

for a long time.

Zhang Hao stopped writing, read it carefully and was very satisfied.

"not bad!"

"The standard three golden chapters include protagonists, cheats, conflicts, and face slaps."

"Next, let's show it!"

"In the name of my author Zhang Hao! Borrowing the power of the catastrophe from the second paragraph of Chapter 1 of the novel world of "The Return of the King"."

"Give me... now!"

brush!
The golden book flew into the sky and opened the first page automatically.

The text in the second paragraph of Chapter 1 written by Zhang Hao just now was shining, and suddenly jetted out from the golden book.

It turned into a terrifying red giant thunder in the sky.

Brother Dumao and Bai Wei fell to the ground in an instant, their faces pale, and they trembled in the face of the terrifying power of the catastrophe.

"God... Tribulation!"

"Teacher, he really summoned Heavenly Tribulation from the novel he wrote!"

The Palace Master was even more shocked.

His hundred years of Three Views all collapsed at this moment.

"It turns out... writing novels can really make you stronger!"