I Raise Spiders in Pansi Cave

"Of course, the object of the issue is the vast number of immortals in the entire practice world. The purpose is to allow more people to enter the gate of immortality. There is another point that our head Qi is particularly concerned about. He often says that all things are equal under the way of heaven. The so-called sages, It’s just that I seized the opportunity of heaven and took the first step.”

Lu Buting was taken aback. Lu Cheng's previous two sentences were nonsense. Why did more people enter the gate of immortality? Which media in the Three Realms didn't say that?

The most important thing is the second half of his words:

All things are equal under the law of heaven—what does all things mean?Of course it doesn't refer to the soil under your feet and the bricks on the wall, but don't you mean ghosts and ghosts?

The sages just seized the opportunity of the way of heaven - this is to despise the sages and sages of the past!

I don't know why, but Lu Buting suddenly felt a little excited when he was frightened.

"You still haven't made it clear. It's too general. It's not that simple to be a media player." He said.

"Yeah, we also know that, so we just had this idea and didn't put it into action. We just wanted to ask professionals like Lu University reporter for advice." Lu Cheng said.

Lu Buting waved his hands and said, "I'm not a professional, I'm just a reporter. But I can give you some advice. The most difficult thing about running a publication is not the question of how much money it takes."

"What's that?" Lu Cheng asked.

"Three." Lu Buting stretched out three fingers, "First of all, do you have enough connections with your superiors? It's okay to do a small magazine, but if you want to make a big magazine, you can't get a serial number if you don't have a relationship with your superiors. Except for the serial number , there are still many items that need review and special approval, each of which is very troublesome. It is better if you only face the earth fairy world, but it is very difficult if you want to face the heavenly court and the underworld.

The second is your journal purpose and market positioning.If the positioning is not precise enough and there is no channel of its own, distribution will be a big problem.Without circulation, without traffic and advertising revenue, it will be difficult for you to sustain.Or it can only be a small and refined niche publication, not a large one.

The third is talent.You need a big team, especially from editors to reporters, there are quite a few.It is definitely not possible to use newcomers, at least a group of senior personnel must have a lot of resources within the Three Realms.Journalists without resources have no access to first-hand information, nor can they write good articles.

You have solved all three of these, and the rest is about money.If it can really be solved, then generally speaking, a start-up capital of 200 million purple coins is almost enough.The better the solution, the less money you spend.The worse the conditions, the more money you spend. "

Lu Cheng nodded and said, "Oh, listening to your words is better than reading for ten years!"

Lu Buting smiled slightly, feeling a sense of accomplishment.He picked up the teacup and drank the tea. Although the tea was a bit cold, he still found it delicious, and said contentedly, "Well, this tea is not bad."

Lu Cheng waited until he put down the teacup, and the satisfied smile on his face slowly faded, before he said, "Actually, there are people on the top and people on the bottom. I understand that, right, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Buting said: "It can also be understood in this way."

"The people above don't have to worry." Lu Cheng paused at this point.

Lu Buting wasn't surprised, he saw the energy of Pansi Ridge last time he came here, and it wasn't the dilapidated little Taoist temple he saw on the surface that could make the Great Immortal Luli deliver flat peaches to his door.But this time, Sun Wukong went off in person, even at the expense of falling out with Nezha, and Wuzhuang Temple came forward as a guarantee. How could this be a small sect without background?

"What about the people below?" Lu Buting asked, "Where is your team?"

"The team can be built slowly." Lu Cheng said, "The key is to have a leader. This character already exists."

"Oh? I don't know which media boss it is?"

"It's you." Lu Cheng pushed the money in the middle of the table in front of Lu Buting again, and tapped it lightly with his fingers, "The ten thousand purple coins above are for your hard work on this errand. The next one Ten thousand gold coins is considered as the start-up capital of our magazine in advance. Do you think it is enough?"

"I?"

Lu Buting was surprised, but felt that everything was logical.

Looking at the thick wad of money, Lu Buting understood that the old man in front of him had been laying the groundwork since the first sentence they met, in order to make him accept this undeniable condition.

Of course it's hard to say no!

Which reporter would not want to have such an opportunity to get rid of the fate of being bullied and become a media tycoon?

He thought of the cake that Qi Wufei drew for him again.For a time, he thought that he had missed the best time to share the cake, and he hoped to share some crumbs, but he didn't expect that they had already prepared the sweetest stuffing for himself!

As for this article...

Who cares, Mr. Lu can write whatever he wants...

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Chapter 640 Who dares to touch my brother's things

Through the spiritual consciousness, I can see the body of Jiuxi and know where its eyes are, but I cannot know whether it is open or closed.

If it's open, just poke it in with your weapon.With such big eyes, it's hard to poke them crookedly.As for how deep it can be pierced, it depends on the shape of the weapon and its ability to penetrate defenses.

Qi Wufei now has three weapons in his hand that can hurt Jiuxi—Chengying, Xiaolian and Dashenbian.

Hitting the God Whip is the most reliable, because it can ignore all defenses, and treats the gods as ordinary people. In front of the God Whip, the scorpion in front of me is probably no different than an ordinary goat.It is absolutely sure that its head cannot be broken, but its eyes are blinded.

The Chengying Sword is invisible and shadowless, and it has been tested that it can cause a certain amount of damage to the scorpion.It is estimated that the effects of Xiaolian and Chengying are similar.

Qi Wufei decided to use a two-pronged approach, hitting the magic whip with one hand and carrying the shadow sword with the other, attacking Jiuxi's eyes.Because you only need to do the stabbing action without using any mana or skills, so using two weapons at the same time will not disperse power.

The point is, are the eyes of this thing open now?

If Jiuxi hadn't opened her eyes, it would be hard to say whether those thick eyelids could be pierced.

Therefore, Qi Wufei had to open his eyes to see if Jiu Xi's eyes were open.

But the problem is, once you see the other person's eyes, you will immediately fall into the illusion.

This is even more necessary for a successful blow, otherwise there will be no chance to escape.

Qi Wufei slowly floated up and came directly above Jiu Xi.

He clenched the magic whip in his right hand and the Chengying sword in his left hand, and the two weapons were facing the two sides of Yunxi's back.That's where its binoculars are located.Just make sure that Jiuxi's eyes are open, and he pounces down and stabs directly in.

Qi Wufei took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

Tzuyu's eyes were open.

Qi Wufei saw those big eyes.Now they were right in front of his eyes, less than two meters away from him.

The moment I saw them, the scene in front of me changed.

What he saw were no longer the eyes, nor the body of Jiuxi, but a mountain, and two clear springs, one of which was warm and steaming, beside the spring water was a tender pomegranate growing vigorously Seedling.The other is in a Taoist temple, where beautiful mermaids are playing in the spring water.

He saw the dilapidated brick walls of the Taoist temple, the ancient gate, the mottled stone plaque, the tall and twisted old tree at the gate, and the old dog that was always napping in the shade under the tree.

As the sun rose in the morning, a group of animals came running out of nowhere.They gathered under the tree, doing all kinds of strange movements - the spider is spinning silk, the old dog is sleeping, the golden pheasant is crowing, the unicorn is breathing fire, the monkey is somersaulting...

An inexplicable kindness rose in Qi Wufei's heart, as if a wanderer who had been away from home for many years saw his hometown.

so good!

He likes this feeling very much, just watching them silently, this mountain, this water, this life...

However, he knew very well that all this was an illusion.

At the moment of entering the illusion, his arms followed the predetermined movements, holding the sword in his left hand and the whip in his right hand, and stabbed them out with all his might.

He couldn't see the bird, and couldn't tell if the target had moved.He could only tense his body, struggling to keep the movements of his hands from deforming.

With two puffs, he saw the sword and whip in his hand pierced into the mountainside.

At first, the sharp sword broke through the soil easily, but immediately became stagnant.On the contrary, it was the clumsy-looking wooden whip that was deeply inserted into the ground until it sank into the handle.

A gurgle of black water seeped from the ground, and the place where the whip was inserted became a well.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a loud roar, as if the mountain couldn't bear the pain, the earth trembled, and the ground shook.

Everything in front of him was shattered into pieces.

He saw a golden light in the crack, like gold from the black well water.

Then, a huge force hit his chest.

Blood spurted out of his mouth, turning into a red curtain in front of his eyes, covering the reality that had just been restored.

He felt himself fly out, light and groggy.

Then I don't know anything.

……

Qi Wufei woke up in a daze and heard someone talking.

"Little girl, don't block us, or I won't be polite!"

"Hmph! This is my brother's stuff, who dares to touch it!"

"Your brother's stuff? What evidence do you have to prove that it belongs to your senior brother?"

"Your senior brother is the one lying on the ground, right? He's about to die, and he's still arguing about something, so hurry up and take care of his funeral."

"You dare to curse my senior brother? Court death!"

……

Qi Wufei recognized that one of them was Xiaoqing's voice, but the others were very strange.

He tried his best to lift his heavy eyelids, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth, and he couldn't see clearly.

He blinked hard, but still couldn't see clearly.Only then did I remember that I was in the dark woods now, and it was still dark.Maybe the sky will never be bright, because there are so many heavenly soldiers stationed in the sky above Shituoling.

He began to release his consciousness, and the surrounding scene gradually became clear.

His consciousness is not hindered, it's okay, he's not seriously injured.

He found himself half-lying with his back against a big tree.This tree was very large, and its twisted roots protruded from the ground, clamping him just like the armrests of a chair, allowing him to have a very comfortable posture.

Not far ahead stood two groups of people facing each other.

Of course, those who are close to me are my own people, including Xiaoqing, Kunnu, Fazhou, Yuanjue, Fan Wujiu, Yuan Xiaobao, and the flat-headed brother.

Behind them, that is, between them and Qi Wufei, the whip was inserted straight into the ground.

The Chengying sword landed on the edge of the whip, but only a part of the hilt was exposed. As for the invisible sword body, even Qi Fly couldn't see it. Only then can you feel its presence.

Opposite Xiaoqing and the others, there was also a group of people standing, some monks and some lay people, about eight or nine of them.

Confronting Xiaoqing was a big bearded man with a machete in his hand.

"Amitabha, the poor monk can testify that this whip is indeed the gift of the benefactor." Fa Zhou clasped his hands together, and Jishou said.

The bearded man glanced at Fa Zhou: "Who are you?"

"The poor monk Fa Zhou of Yuanjue Temple in Nalan City." Fa Zhou said.

"Yuanjue Temple... I've never heard of it." The bearded man looked at a monk beside him, "Hey, Master Guangji, do you know Yuanjue Temple?"

Monk Guangji shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

The bearded man said: "So it's the unknown sect, little monk, I advise you not to mind your own business."

Fa Zhou said: "The poor monk is not meddling in other's business, but just speaking to be fair. This magic weapon is indeed Qi Zhenzhen's. Speaking of it, you should all thank him. If he hadn't put himself in danger just now and killed Nanao , I’m afraid you’ve already been eaten by monsters right now.”

"What?" the bearded man opened his mouth wide, "Seven-Tailed Chick?... Hahahaha..."

He suddenly laughed, "Seven-tailed cockroach! Hahaha... hey, listen, he killed seven-tailed cockroach, hahaha..."