Douluo: Invincible from copying books

Alley, drizzle, young man.

Cheng Mo walked in the rain, feeling a lightness that he had not seen for a long time.

The duel at Notting College turned into a farce with the appearance of the city lord, Mr. Xiao.

Dean Sun was removed from his position as dean;

Commander Zhu was sentenced to one month of confinement;

Deputy Palace Master Zhou became the biggest winner.

These disturbing things seemed to gradually fade away as the drizzle fell.

At this moment, Cheng Mo was only thinking about what delicious food did his father cook at home?

At the entrance of Mo Zhixuan, Lao Cheng was already looking out from a distance.

When he saw Cheng Mo from a distance, he quickly opened an oil-paper umbrella and trotted to his side.

Lao Cheng looked at Cheng Mo and said with a smile: "Let's go home and dad will stew beef brisket for you."

Cheng Mo nodded, took his father's hand, and walked home.

The figures of the father and son gradually became blurred in the rain, leaving only their laughter from time to time.

This sudden rain is getting heavier and heavier!

Mr. Jia, who was despised by everyone, hugged his son's body tightly and walked home.

Thanks to the precious medicine prepared in advance, his injuries have gradually healed.

He no longer thinks about the rights and wrongs, and just wants to take his son home.

The rain fell on his face, giving him a moment of clarity.

At some point, on his way home, there was already a man in black waiting silently.

Mr. Jia's face showed a bitter smile.

Son, we can't go home!

The wind and rain from the outside world are blocked by the white walls and blue tiles.

Cheng Mo sat cross-legged on the bed, running the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao. The warm soul power circulated around his body, restoring his state of cultivation to perfection.

After a while, Cheng Mo opened his eyes, feeling a faint sense of satisfaction.

After the fierce battle, his soul power improved again, reaching level fifteen.

The power of the thousand-year soul ring, the endless bounty, and the mysterious Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao have allowed him to gradually surpass other talented teenagers in soul power cultivation.

Cheng Mo thought for a moment and decided to try his previous idea.

As he thought, the jade book martial soul hung in the air, blooming with a faint light.

His eyes were lightly closed, his mind was immersed in the brow and soul platform, and he began to write novels.

Only this time, he chose short stories.

Due to the low level of soul power, the bounty that Cheng Mo can earn from his daily practice and refining is ultimately limited.

During this time, Yushu Wuhun has accumulated a large amount of bounty.

What Cheng Mo created this time was a classic work, Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

Since you can get random rewards after completing the novel, can the bounties obtained from other novels be used to realize the rewards?

That would be really interesting if you could.

The distracting thoughts gradually faded away, and Cheng Mo was already immersed in creation.

Those who are born as kings will meet beautiful women in the secluded lanes!

He is greedy for beauty and is advised by Taoists, but he persists in his obsession and does not know that death is coming.

Suspicious, I peeked into the darkroom and discovered a ferocious ghost drawing on human skin.

Then she wrapped herself in human skin and turned into a beautiful woman.

Wang was so frightened that he knelt down and begged the Taoist to save him.

The Taoist gave him a fly whisk, and Wang Sheng hung it on the door.

It was late at night, and the evil spirit wandered outside the door, broke in angrily, peeled off Wang Sheng's abdomen, and took out his heart.

Wang Sheng's wife, Mrs. Chen, received advice from a Taoist and asked for help from a stranger!

I would rather swallow the beggar's phlegm than save the king's life.

When he returned home, the phlegm in his belly spit out, turned into a heart, and fell into Wang Sheng's belly. The wound healed and there were hidden scars.

On the second day, Wang Sheng's body gradually warmed up and he came back from the dead.

It didn't take Cheng Mo much time to create this complete short story.

Cheng Mo, who was immersed in creation, also felt a little emotional. How stupid people in the world are, addicted to appearances!

At this moment, as the story was completed, the jade book hung in the air and was shrouded in bright light.

As the bounty in the martial spirit continued to be consumed, the pages of the co-written book suddenly opened automatically. On the third page, a faint green light suddenly bloomed, and countless symbols were destroyed in the blue light.

After a moment, the green light turned and turned into a veil covering Cheng Mo's body.

The green light dissipated, and a charming woman appeared in the room.

I saw her thin eyebrows, delicate facial features, without any blemishes, and her eyes naturally had a seductive attitude.

She was wearing a simple white long skirt, simple and elegant, and her top was bulged high, outlining a thrilling beauty.

Cheng Mo looked at the round mirror in the room and couldn't help raising his hand to his forehead, showing a helpless smile. Unexpectedly, what materialized this time was a painted skin.

After this painted skin is embodied, it turns into an attached soul bone, which, combined with one's own skin, can transform into this charming woman.

Cheng Mo's simple movements and helpless smile, made by this woman's body, were so charming that I felt pity for them.

Cheng Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, not daring to hold up this woman's body anymore. He thought quickly, and the skin all over his body glowed with green light.

After a moment, the green light dissipated, and Cheng Mo returned to his original body.

It's just that his skin is more moist and delicate, like flawless jade.

Cheng Mo knew clearly that the bounties in Wuhun were indeed universal.

Every time you complete a story, you can randomly manifest an item in the story.

It's just that these items will conform to the rules of this world and produce certain changes.

After Cheng Mo sorted it out, he couldn't help but wonder, could he get a second martial spirit from the novel world?

Countless classics and countless legends from previous lives, after being written by myself, I don’t know how many treasures can be transformed into things that ordinary people can’t imagine.

Cheng Mo felt great joy. From now on, he already had the largest treasure house in the world.

However, for me now, the most important thing is the improvement of soul power, followed by the method of cultivating the physical body.

Thinking of this, Cheng Mo couldn't help but start to think about which novels contained techniques specifically for cultivating the physical body.

At this moment, Lao Cheng hurried into his house.

His face was a little solemn, and he said in a slightly panic: "Xiao Mo, the Guards just issued a notice throughout Notting City, and posted notices at every street corner."

"Capture the murderer Yang Zhenzhen!"

Lao Cheng said in a panic: "Xiao Mo, according to the guards, Mr. Jia of the Jia Mansion was injured by Yang Zhenzhen's martial spirit. He bled endlessly. In the end, he died in front of his house because of his excessive injuries."

Lao Cheng's face was very ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "This matter has absolutely nothing to do with your Aunt Yang. She can't be such a person!"

"Although she was rumored to be ruthless, she never put anyone to death."

"Who on earth did such a thing and framed it?"

When Cheng Mo heard this, his expression changed drastically.

He said to Lao Cheng, "Dad, I'm going to go out and take a look. Don't go out at home. Wait for news from me."

Lao Cheng said worriedly: "Xiao Mo, you must be careful!"

"You are on the cusp of the storm now, be careful this is a trap!"

Cheng Mo paused, Lao Cheng's words reminded him a little.

He looked at Lao Cheng and nodded, then turned and walked towards the back door of his house.

The moment he went out, a green light flashed across his body, and a beautiful woman slowly walked out of the door.

It was raining lightly, and some dark alleys seemed to suddenly become brighter.