Typewriter becomes a daily practice

The Law Enforcement League has a branch in Dingjiang City. It is located on the edge of the city lord's mansion in Dingjiang City. It has pavilions, buildings, and winding corridors. It is a very unique large courtyard. Compared with the various houses in Dingjiang City, it seems a bit too light. Compared with the gleaming appearance of the City Lord's Mansion, it is even less conspicuous.

But this simple courtyard is still very popular among monks who are not from Dingjiang City. It looks very elegant and comfortable. At this time, there are tall and short figures walking side by side on the promenade of the other courtyard.

"From Yu Jin's point of view, what is the use of this cloud altar?" The tall man, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, was dressed in a crescent-colored gown, and his tone was serious.

And standing next to him is a head shorter than him, with extremely clear eyebrows and eyes hidden under the cloak, a pair of emerald eyes are particularly dazzling, it is Ji Yujin, Ji Yujin's eyes flashed when he heard this, He reached out to the man and snapped his fingers: "Instead of asking me, I think it's more appropriate to have a monk?"

A trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes when he heard the words. The man and Ji Yujin were acquainted. In his opinion, Ji Yujin was talented and intelligent, and he followed the way of craftsmanship. There was almost nothing that Ji Yujin could not figure out.

Ji Yujin saw the man's surprise, and couldn't help laughing: "If I knew everything, then I would have already ascended, and the one I recommended, you have heard of it, is Answer Ji."

"Typewriter?!" The slight difference in pronunciation made the man ignore it, and the man continued, "But you went so rashly?"

The man himself is also a loyal reader of typewriters. In his opinion, typewriters are greatly updated and diligent. He is low-key and has interesting stories. This is very interesting for readers in the realm of comprehension. They are always very partial to their favorite authors. Readers naturally abound, and powerful readers are also common. If a powerful reader wants to find an author, it is obviously not a difficult task.

However, readers in the realm of comprehension always acquiesce in a phenomenon, that is, to disturb the author hastily, and it is very likely that what you follow is likely to be unfinished.

This kind of thing really happened. There used to be a Wenxiu who was talented in writing suspenseful stories. The writing was so curious that it always whetted the appetite of readers. After reading a paragraph that resonated, I went to retreat to practice after I improved my cultivation base. The next volume may be decades, or even a hundred years later.

So there was a high-level reader who couldn't wait any longer, was hooked by the story book, and couldn't practice with peace of mind at all, so he went to find that Wenxiu, and he really found him, and then that Wenxiu was in retreat, and wrote after he came out After one volume, I was urged to update it every day. That Wenxiu wrote an essay based on his mood, but after being urged to be afraid, that Wenxiu finished it in one go, perfect and unfinished.

In order to prevent myself from chasing the script and being chased to the end by myself, everyone has to restrain themselves, try to let the Wen Xius play freely, and be gentle with them.

Of course, there are also some surprises, such as Wenxiu who focuses on writing sadistic tragedies, the readers of this kind of Wenxiu are often divided into two factions, they have to make appointments from time to time, and even invite Wenxiu to be the referee in person, what a lively life of Wenxiu .

For literary repairs like typewriters, in the eyes of most readers, they are good authors with a conscience. They should be pampered, not disturbed, silently urged to update, and they will be full of flowers when they are finished~

So when the man heard this, Ji Yujin frowned and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just need to tell him first, he is my friend."

In an instant, the man heard Ji Yujin's proud tone, and he was extremely envious.

When Answer Ji received Ji Yujin's musical notes, he tapped on the keyboard and slowly thought, what else can Yuntan do?In his opinion, Yuntan is used as a substitute for the former post bar, so what is the use?

Thinking about it, An Ziji suddenly had a flash of inspiration, why must Yuntan be exactly the same as Tieba?Obviously this is in the realm of cultivation. If it is clearly in the realm of cultivation, there should be a different usage. Why doesn't he think from this angle?He suddenly found that he was complacent because he had some knowledge of Blue Star, but he ignored a lot.

Thinking about it this way, he realized that he was a little proud of the short-term success brought about by the short-lived success of "Cultivation of the Entertainment Circle", "Gourmet from the Mortal World", and "Quick Travel: Let You Dream".

However, after thinking about it carefully, he had to admit that the words he wrote were indeed very novel subjects in the eyes of cultivators in the cultivation world, but it was only because he was exposed to the light of the Blue Star culture, and the cultivation world also had him. Unimaginable, extremely novel subject matter and script for him.

He thought of the bizarre and unimaginable documentary stories in "South China Sea Records" he had read, as if using words to show him a fantastic and wonderful world, making him feel as if he could really see them just by looking at those descriptions. Those pictures are average.

He remembered that he had seen a lot of scripts from the Lower Three Realms, both the writing style and the stories were new to him, and the writing styles of many scripts were much better than his current ones.

He remembered the first time he lived with Ji Yujin, those various talisman formations that seemed very convenient and magical to him were actually very common in the eyes of monks in the cultivation world.

So he still has a lot to learn. The pride and arrogance brought to him by the Blue Star culture should be the cornerstone for him to go further and further, and it is far from the end point where he can indulge in it. The road that belongs to him is still very long .

Thinking of this, An Ziji only felt his mind clear up for a while, and with a "bang--", something collapsed in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was the foundation-building bottleneck that had been blocking his sea of ​​consciousness when he practiced Qi and achieved great perfection.

The aura surged in and poured into his sea of ​​consciousness continuously. It was the first time that An Ziji clearly saw his sea of ​​consciousness. It is said that no monks have the same sea of ​​consciousness, some monks have a sea of ​​consciousness like a peach blossom garden , Some monks' sea of ​​consciousness is full of deserts, some monks' sea of ​​consciousness is a sea of ​​fire, and some may be a vast ocean...

And the sea of ​​consciousness of answering word Ji is a sea of ​​colorful flowers, standing in the sea of ​​flowers and looking up is a sky full of stars.

one flower one World.

The sea of ​​flowers flutters gently, forming colorful waves. Above the sea of ​​flowers, Da Ziji glows with faint light blue light all over his body. His figure gradually elongates, and his legs become straight and slender. His hair slowly grew to his ankles, and his slightly childish facial features became three-dimensional and distinct. He lost his childishness and innocence, and became a little more gentle. When he opened his eyes, his almond eyes were as bright as if they were full of sunshine. .

Answer Ziji lay on the sea of ​​flowers involuntarily, the soft flowers held him up in one piece, like a big natural bed, very comfortable, Answer Ziji looked at the bright stars in the sky, couldn't help it Reach out, the stars are as close as if they are within reach.

When Answer Ji stretched out his hand, a figure gradually emerged among the stars, and gradually became clearer. Answer Ji was startled, his almond eyes widened, but the next moment the figure disappeared.

Answer Ziji shook his head, he seemed to see Ah Mo just now, but he was clearly in the sea of ​​knowledge, maybe he misread it, thinking like this, Answer Ziji gradually indulged in the warmth of the breakthrough, and fell on the flower bed Haili practiced together slowly.

But what An Ziji didn't know was that there was a particularly bright star in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was secretly watching him twinkling.

It is not unreasonable that the soul seal is considered to be the most loyal soul bond. After the soul seal is formed, the sea of ​​consciousness will also merge into one, and Tan Shaomo's sea of ​​consciousness is just a sea of ​​stars.

At the beginning of Tan Shaomo's sea of ​​consciousness, it was just a night sky, pitch black, so dark that Tan Shaomo wanted to stuff some night pearls in it himself. As his cultivation gradually improved, there were more and more stars, and the It gradually looks better.

But Tan Shaomo never thought that one day his sea of ​​consciousness would merge with a sea of ​​flowers, and the moment he merged into one, what he thought was that it's okay that his sea of ​​consciousness is not completely dark now, and the sky is full of flowers. The stars are very bright.

And he never knew that the sea of ​​flowers under the bright sky full of stars would be so beautiful, so beautiful that he just wanted to make his own stars brighter and brighter.

The moment the sea of ​​consciousness merged into one, Tan Shaomo knew that it should be the breakthrough of Answer Ziji. Tan Shaomo was a little excited, but also a little nervous. His memory is still a little unclear, but it is very exciting to be able to meet in the sea of ​​consciousness. A beautiful and surprising thing.

And in the sea of ​​consciousness, he is the original body, and his Taoist companion praised him for being particularly good-looking, which will definitely make his Taoist companion very happy. What will he say when we meet later?Just walk over, hug and kiss directly?

Thinking about it, I was a little shy and a little nervous!

Tan Shaomo's heart was beating wildly, he took a deep breath, and walked slowly towards the sea of ​​flowers, then he shrank back suddenly, what he saw with his spiritual sense was a naked boy lying in the sea of ​​flowers, The bright colors make the fair skin even fairer, the slender legs are slightly curved, the kneecaps are round and cute, the clear almond eyes are more dazzling than the stars in the sky, and the ruddy lips are charming, as if lying on the flowers The sea is waiting for people to pick it.

Good... so exciting!His little Taoist companions are actually naked!so white!looks great!Terrible!

"Hey? Why did you have a nosebleed?" Cen Yilin's curious voice interrupted Tan Shaomo, who had shielded his consciousness from looking around and was still a little red-faced.

Tan Shaomo's ears were red, and his face was cold: "Get angry."

Seeing Tan Shaomo go back to his room together, Cen Yilin sneered, "You're lying to a child! What the hell is a monk going to get angry! You're nothing but a god."

After answering Ji successfully built the foundation, answering Ji lowered his head and found that his clothes were very tight, and then answering Ji was delighted to find that he had grown taller and became long-armed and long-legged. He looked at it with satisfaction. Seeing his long legs, An Ziji felt that he must work hard to cultivate. If he grows taller this time, he might be handsome next time!

At this moment, the answer Ji deeply thought that the reason why Mr. Tan is good-looking is all due to his high cultivation.

Ji answered the word thoughtfully, and took out the cloud altar again, ready to swipe it once and then go to code.

A post on Yuntan attracted the attention of Answer Ji who had just grown taller.

#It is impossible to grow taller, it is impossible to grow taller in this life#

The short man in the main building Dabai: Ah!The latest volume is really cute!The cutest height difference!I'm so jealous of the little cannon fodder, I also want to find a Taoist partner who can hug me and kiss me!After all, I am a dwarf who will never grow taller again

Tomorrow on the first floor, I will go to heaven: I want to go to heaven, the host thinks about me!Giraffe tribe, the incarnation is [-] meters tall, and his cultivation is at the middle stage of Jindan. It should be easy to hug the two hostesses and kiss them! [chest up]

Dabai on the second floor: I am the landlord, and upstairs I am a rabbit spirit. After transforming, I am only 1.2 meters, and the difference is almost one meter. It should not be the cutest height difference, but the father and daughter. [deep face]

Lihua on the third floor: Hahahahahahahaha the host and the big brother are really cute!Brother, do you want to learn about bone reduction surgery, then you can hug the landlord back! [smirk]

Xiao Qiuqiu on the fourth floor: No, a difference of [-] centimeters is the cutest height difference. Are you serious? I think the life of Taoist couples will be very influential. The size does not match... [cover face]

Duo Duo on the fifth floor: You are too dirty upstairs hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!I like!

Nuanyu on the sixth floor: No, [-] is really okay. My Taoist partner and I are [-] years apart, and he likes me so petite. He is so perverted. Letting go of my heart is so big, and then holding me in his hand or walking in his pocket... The cultivation base is so high!snort! [It is impossible to grow taller, it is impossible to grow taller in this life]

The sparrow on the seventh floor: Mom, it's so sweet!

The big yard on the eighth floor: Mom, it’s so sweet!

Sugar cane on the ninth floor: Mom, it's so sweet!

Qingqing on the tenth floor: Mom, it's so sweet!

What sparked their topic was the new story in the latest volume of "Quick Transmigration: Let You Have a Dream". In this volume, Zuo Meng, as a demon who won't give up easily, bet on being a beautiful dream demon. Eggy has never seen such a diligent, excellent, hardworking and persistent host, so of course she is very happy, so Zuo Meng chooses as she pleases.

Zuo Meng picked for a while, and finally picked out a storybook. This storybook is a storybook of Jianghu passion, and the cannon fodder he selected is a standard cannon fodder template.

The protagonist of this storybook grew up under a cliff, and accidentally picked up an expert who fell on the cliff and was on the verge of death. I didn't even have a successor in martial arts until my death. Without a choice, I accepted the protagonist as an apprentice. Not only did I hand over all my martial arts to the protagonist, but I also passed on the internal skills of ten years to the protagonist, and told the protagonist his skills. Fa still has the last two tricks, which even he has not mastered. I hope the protagonist can master them.

Then let the protagonist go out of the cliff to wander the rivers and lakes, but he himself died under the cliff.

Later, the protagonist, of course, relied on his martial arts and natural chivalrous courage, and gradually spread the word in the world, becoming a famous hero in the world, because the protagonist's swordsmanship is superb, and at the end of the story, the protagonist is respected as the sword god by the world , has become a generation of legends in the hearts of countless people.

"This time, I have to choose the time to possess the cannon fodder myself." Zuo Meng's eyes flashed towards Dandan, and Dandan glanced at the cannon fodder Zuo Meng chose, knowing it clearly.

The cannon fodder Zuo Meng chooses is exactly the master cannon fodder who gave the protagonist golden fingers at the beginning and would die within three chapters, and the most important thing to reverse the fate of the cannon fodder is to let the cannon fodder survive. In Dandan’s view, Zuo Meng must want to Attaching to the body before the start of the storybook, so there is still a possibility of not being poisoned, so it is naturally easy to counterattack, thinking that Zuo Meng has always been conscientious in completing tasks, Eggy feels that it is right to release water for Zuo Meng occasionally, so Eggy Dan shook his body and agreed.

"Then I want to choose the time when he is dying to say his last words to the protagonist and let the protagonist go to the rivers and lakes!" Zuo Mengru said, before Eggy could react, Zuo Meng had already disappeared, Eggy was a little worried, but then thought , You have to have confidence in your host, if the host thinks so, he must have a plan in mind, and wants to win by surprise!

Zuo Meng really has a plan in his heart. From Zuo Meng's point of view, the cannon fodder he chose is really good, and the timing of the choice is really good. How could this kind of cannon fodder who gave golden fingers fall in love with the protagonist!If you choose to die, then the dream must be to get revenge and continue to live. This kind of dream is so easy to make up, and the person before death is weak-willed, so he must fall into a dream all of a sudden, and then die by himself. A training character created for him!

Zuo Meng, who was thinking like this, floated in the air, and found that the cannon fodder expert was much younger than he imagined, at most in his twenties, but such a young martial arts expert had a short life, which really made him hehehe, Zuo Meng looked at The cannon fodder master panted and propped himself up, leaned against the cave, and said to the future sword god: "I am going soon, and this will be a farewell. Before I die, I want to watch you leave, so forget it!" I have a wish."

The future Sword God is just a teenager. Under the cliff, he grew up with wild beasts. The one who really taught him to read, write, martial arts and etiquette was the dying person in front of him. His heart was desolate. , but with red eyes, held back tears and nodded: "Yeah."

Then he turned around and left the cave, resisting the urge to look back three times at a step, and kept moving forward.

After the expert saw the protagonist leave, he breathed a sigh of relief, and coughed violently. Zuo Meng knew that the most appropriate time for him to fall into the dream had come, so Zuo Meng gradually appeared: "Do you want to live? I will help you."

The tall man closed his eyes uncontrollably, and he saw himself back when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, walking on a horse, with a few tall brothers beside him. He just grew up like a stick. Before that, he was small and short, and he was the shortest among a group of senior brothers. At this moment, he was squatting on horseback facing his senior brother, and he could only see his senior brother's chest. .

Can you really go back to when you were so young?So will their sect not be wiped out?Wouldn't he be lingering on his last breath in his body?

"Little brother! What are you thinking? The master will come to check later!" A voice interrupted the expert's thinking. The expert nodded, but his heart slowly relaxed.

At this time, Zuo Meng, who felt that Gao Ren really fell into a dream so easily, was overjoyed. He possessed Gao Ren's body, and he could clearly feel that this body would die soon without anyone's hands.

At this time, the future sword god who was supposed to leave appeared in Zuo Meng's sight, and Zuo Meng felt a chill in his heart. You must know that the chance of possession is only once in a world, but feeling the weakness of the body, he thought about Zuo Meng again. He didn't need to panic, anyway, it would only take a quarter of an hour for this body to die.

However, just when Zuo Meng was thinking this way, Zuo Meng felt a chill in his mouth, and some medicine entered his mouth. After subconsciously swallowing it, Zuo Meng said angrily, "Why did you come back!"

"I...I... don't want you to die..." The future sword god has red eyes and stubborn eyes, "This is the water from the little gourd that was hung around my neck when I was born. After I learned how to read, I found it and put it in the little gourd. A note together, it said that this is the resurrection water, you will definitely survive!"

Zuo Meng, who couldn't even say the word "roll", looked at himself floating in the air, and felt that he was probably cold this time.

Then I saw Gao Ren's complexion gradually getting better, and what was even more amazing was that Gao Ren's figure gradually became smaller. What kind of fake potion is this!

The expert opened his eyes and saw the juvenile's joyful face, he was surprised. He was still practicing martial arts just now, why did he see this boy again in the blink of an eye?

"Why do you..." Before the expert finished speaking, he was hugged by the excited young man.

"You're awake, great! Great!"

The tall man who found himself being easily picked up had an ominous premonition: "Hey, put me down."

Then after the tall man landed, the tall man saw a boy who was a head taller than him. The tall man knew that the boy was not small, but he was obviously about the same size as him. Well, he was only half a palm taller than him. Why? Suddenly so much taller than him!

After the expert finally accepted the fact that he had become shorter, the expert comforted himself that at least he survived, and there is always a chance to grow taller.

From then on, the expert and the protagonist began to travel together. The expert intends to avenge the sect, while the protagonist is where the expert is, where is he!

Zuo Meng just watched helplessly, what was supposed to be the passionate storybook of the sword god's growth history has completely changed.

"Little master, it's cold on the ground." A tall and straight young man in white clothes carried a long sword wrapped in black cloth on his back, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the plain-clothed youth kneeling in front of the tombstone with tenderness and distress.

The young man with a long sword on his back is already known as the sword god in the Jianghu. It is rumored that the sword god can never easily untie the black cloth wrapped around the long sword to kill. People can't see blood, but let the sword god untie the black cloth Come on, there are only a handful of people in the world today who let the sword light flash.

Sword God has followed his little master all these years to walk the rivers and lakes, from the admiration at the beginning to the cherishing, distressing, and deep love later.

Although the little master was lucky enough to survive because of the resurrection water, he could no longer cultivate his inner skills. The master is still able to swing the sword freely, it is not clear how much this has hit the little master.

Until one time, he happened to be separated from the little master in the crowd, and when he found the little master, he saw the little master standing upright with injuries all over his body, staring coldly at a group of third-rate ruffians who had fallen to the ground.

"He who holds a sword should have no fear in his heart, and the hand holding the sword must not shake."

That was a sentence his little master used to say when he was teaching him to hold a sword. At that moment, he noticed that the little master's hand holding the sword was trembling. The little master was covered in wounds, the little master watched him without saying a word, then buried his head on his shoulder, and after a while he felt a burst of wetness on his shoulder.

The little master, who supported him with all his strength, passed out after crying for a while, his shoulders sank, he gently hugged the little master across his arms, and looked down at the very petite little master in his arms , My heart hurts again.

It's his fault that he left the little master who has no inner strength alone. It's his fault that he didn't find his little master earlier. What if the little master really can't beat this group of people?What if he came later and the little master fainted alone?

He looked at the little master's brows that were still frowning in his sleep, and as he walked, he lowered his head and gave a soft kiss. From now on, I will be the sword in your hand.

Since then, his fame has grown, he has become more and more powerful, and his power is only for one person.

The little master finally found out the truth about the fact that the sect was destroyed back then, but the truth made the little master feel cold and made him feel even more distressed.

It turns out that the current leader of the martial arts is the little master's former big brother. The big brother was originally said to be a child raised by the master, but in fact, it was a conspiracy from the time the master picked up the big brother. Not an orphan living on the street, but a child of a martial arts family.

That martial arts family has coveted their sect's martial arts for a long time, but although the sect is secluded from the world, regardless of the secular world, the martial arts of the sect are not spread to the outside world, so they have a vicious idea of ​​how to swallow the sect, and the elder brother is just a pawn of theirs , There are also two elders in the sect who cooperate with them internally and externally.

In the end, the whole family was destroyed, and the martial arts family also jumped from a third-rate family to a first-class martial arts family, and the elder brother also became the leader of the martial arts alliance by virtue of the martial arts, and was in the limelight for a while.

"Little master, if you can't bear it, I..." The Sword God hadn't finished speaking.

The little master shook his head, his eyes were firm, and he said: "I will clean up the door for the sect myself!"

The sword god will never forget that day, the figure of the little master, the decisive eyes, and the sword with Fei Ying, killing with one blow.

After one blow, the sword in the little master's hand plunged into the ground, and the little master supported the sword and half knelt on the ground.

The sword god saw that the blow of the little master was the last move in the sect, and it was also the only move that did not require internal strength. With one blow, the little master's right hand was crippled. After that, the little master's right hand could no longer hold a sword.

"Let's go." The sword god's memory was interrupted by the slightly hoarse voice of the little master. Just after the little master finished speaking, because of kneeling for too long, his legs went numb and he couldn't stand upright.

The Sword God stepped forward, and skillfully picked up the little master. The little master was so small, so light in his arms that it was as light as weight. The little master blushed, leaned on the shoulder of the Sword God, and stretched out his arms to hug the Sword God. neck, and turned his head, he didn't look at the Sword God.

Sword God walked slowly into the city, and said in a deep and pleasant voice, "Little master, look up."

The little master didn't notice for a moment, he raised his head, and was facing the sword god's kiss, and the sword god deepened the kiss until the little master kissed until his neck turned red.

"I've wanted to hug and kiss you like this for a long time." The Sword God smiled softly, his eyes full of tenderness.

The little master was blushing, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "You, you, you... you put me down quickly, my feet are no longer numb..."

"Don't let it go, never let it go for the rest of your life."

……

"Congratulations to Mengmeng! Another happy ending!" Eggy rolled in the air, "Sure enough, you chose to possess the body before dying in order to win by surprise. incredible!"

Zuo Meng: Get out!I don't want to lose face!

The author has something to say: In order to thank Qingqing for her two long comments, I made a rough one!Praise me!How big are you every day!

【small theater】

Answer Ji: I didn't even know that I ran naked in the sea of ​​consciousness...

Tan Shaomo: [Serious eyes fluttering] You have to think about the clothes in the sea of ​​knowledge...

Cen Yilin: [soft beeping] Talking about counseling