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

"It's a pity... these novels were written down in a hurry by me."

"Whether it is the setting of the novel world or the characterization of the characters, they are not detailed. You can only use some spells that appear in the chapters, and you cannot summon the characters in the book."

"Otherwise, I'll show you how powerful the Summoning Technique of the Dao of Illusion is."

Zhang Hao was a little bit unsatisfied.

The way of novel fantasy that he just created is even more interesting and novel than his own imagination.

At this moment, the system suddenly realized that something was wrong.

[wrong! ]
[has a problem! ]
[This so-called way of novel fantasy is too weird! ]
[Extracting the characters in the secret summoning book from the book... This has even involved the power of the law of creation. ]
[How can an existence at the level of the host possess such power? ]
[How can the heaven of this world allow such people who violate its unique rules of creation to exist? ]
The system is completely messed up.

The more you think about it, the weirder it becomes, and it even reminds me of the school of nine-year compulsory education founded by Zhang Hao.

The way of the keyboard, use the keyboard to fight.

The way of knowledge, use science to defeat immortal cultivation.

The way of music, use suona to destroy the soul of the enemy.

Previously, the system thought this was the unique ability of Haoran Zhengqi.

So it seems...

It seems not!

There must be other tricks hidden in it!

[Is there another system hidden in the host body? ]
[Or some other hacker daddy I don't know? ]
[Damn it!If you hang up, grab the host with me! ]
The system is depressed.

Suddenly there was a cheating rival in love with it to rob the host, making it very unhappy.

[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whom the host has been touched by other bots, he's not pure anymore! ]
[no!I want to cheer up, how can I give up lightly]
[I don't care what is behind my back to help the host, but the host can only be mine! ]
[Ah!Let's wait and see, don't let me catch you. ]
[I'm going to blow you to ashes! ]
The palace lord scratched his head, his hair was torn off and he couldn't think of the reason.

"What's the principle?"

"How is this possible?"

"This……"

"Ahhh!"

The palace lord's expression was sometimes excited, sometimes painful, and sometimes tangled.

Brother Dumao stepped forward to comfort him.

Take a look.

This new junior junior sister has really good acting skills.

"Junior sister, calm down!"

"In our school of nine-year compulsory education, in the presence of our great teachers, anything is possible."

"You are just getting started, what you see is just the tip of the iceberg, calm down."

The palace lord came back to his senses, his eyes revealing desire.

She saw the uniqueness and power of this novel's way of fantasy.

It really fit her very well.

"If I can really master this...who in the entire Haotian Continent can stop me?"

The Palace Master took a deep breath.

"Teacher, please teach me the way of novel fantasy!"

This teacher, she speaks sincerely from the heart.

Three people must have my teacher.

Although Zhang Hao only has a second-rank cultivation base.

And the positions are different, but his conduct and selfless character deeply impressed the Palace Master.

What she appreciates the most is such innovative talents.

If it wasn't for the future hope of the clansmen in the hands of the ancient spirit king, she even wanted to give up the idea of ​​beheading Zhang Hao.

"Okay, sit down and let me guide you through the Holy Book of Condensation."

"The way of novel fantasy lies in the eclectic imagination."

"Now empty your mind and follow my guidance to roam in the fantasy world."

The palace lord let go of his mind and allowed Zhang Hao's righteousness to enter his body.

[It's this time! ]
[The time has come for the host to need me! ]
[Isn’t it the power of the law of creation. ]
[I can do it too, if you have the ability, you, a coquettish bastard, will come out and fight with me openly!See if I cut it or not, and you're done! ]
[Consolidating the holy book for Lin Wan'er. ]
[The way of fiction and fantasy is being transmitted to Lin Wan'er. ]
boom!
The palace lord suddenly felt her head open, and the righteousness and the novel's fantasy were instantly clear in her mind.

"I see!"

"Is this the correct way to open Haoran's righteousness?"

"Fortunately, I didn't kill him just now."

"If Zhang Hao hadn't helped me realize the Tao, I'm afraid I would never be able to find a way to use Haoran's righteousness in my life."

"The way of fiction and fantasy... I have an epiphany!"

She raised her hand.

"Holy book... condensed."

A pure black book and pen holder appeared in her palm, which was different from Zhang Hao's golden and vast holy book.

Her condensed black holy book exudes an evil feeling that can devour everything.

"what?"

"The black book, this book gives me the feeling... so evil."

Brother Dumao was puzzled.

"Could it be that Junior Sister Wan'er, you..."

The palace lord was in a cold sweat from shock.

I'm careless!

Unexpectedly, the condensed holy book was full of the evil aura of a demon cultivator, which directly exposed her identity as a demon cultivator.

"First strike is stronger!"

The Palace Master quickly calculated how long it would take to kill these three people.

If you make a move in this place, you will definitely be discovered by the God of War.

How should I escape if I am hunted down by God of War?

When she was about to make a move.

Brother Dumao continued to speak with a serious face.

"Junior Sister Wan'er, I didn't expect you to look so innocent on the outside, but so sullen on the inside."

"Your thoughts are obscene."

"As a young man in the new era of Haotian Continent, it's better to think less about that kind of men and women."

"That kind of thing is a poisonous tiger! It will only affect your heart of Taoism!"

The Palace Master let out a breath.

Fortunately, she didn't realize that with such a hasty shot, she wasn't sure to get out of the hands of God of War.

"That's right... Senior brother taught me the lesson, Wan'er has been taught."

Such a harmonious love scene made Zhang Hao very satisfied.

"What Miaomiao said has some truth, not all is right. You can handle this kind of thing yourself."

"Now that your holy book has been condensed, you can then conceive the plot of the novel and write your own world on the holy book with the power of awe-inspiring righteousness."

"Remember, you must write an outline, and you must make a draft! Your current ability is not enough to condense the second holy book. Once you write, there is no room for turning back!"

Zhang Hao paused, feeling that this was not a trivial matter, he was still a little worried.

"How about this."

"You show me your previous works, and I will personally guide you to write novels."

The palace lord shyly took out many manuscripts and handed them over.

Zhang Hao flipped through it quickly, frowning.

"In this book, I didn't even know who the main character is after reading the tenth chapter, rubbish!"

"This book, the plot is too bland, without focus, no conflicts, no bullying, a journal, rubbish!"

"This one... is rubbish!"

a long time.

Zhang Hao sighed.

"If a novel of this level is written in a holy book, it will have no effect at all."

"Forget it, since you have entered my school of nine-year compulsory education, let me teach you a lesson."