Everyone in Honghuang knows that I am pregnant with the cub of Taiyi Donghuang

Nuwa's manuscript made Su Bei quite amazed.

The writing style can be said to be the type of food that God rewards.

The scenery of the mountains and rivers, the customs and customs are vividly described, as a monster of the Buzhou Mountains, the mountains and rivers are beyond the water.The tit-for-tat between the two clans of liches has become a story told by Nuwa.

Worthy of being the Holy Mother who created the human race, the words and sentences are full of sympathy for the hardships of the Lich and the Lich. There is no gap between the Lich and the Lich. , the glory is superficial, and the misery is the normal state. The whole article is like flowing water, and it makes people feel refreshed after reading it freely-a bit like the original shape of chicken soup articles of later generations.

Even if it is too loose, beauty is beauty. After reading the whole article, only the word "good" is left, and I can't mention the other words.

"This letter must be delivered to Nuwa in person." Su Bei wanted to help Nuwa, and immediately after reviewing the manuscript, he sent an invitation letter alone, asking Nuwa to go to the publishing house to discuss the details of the article.

"Uncle Master, don't worry, our publishing house is blessed by Taoist ancestors, no one will dare to cut off a barbarian without eyes." After Haotian took the letter, he went to the post station.

Due to the huge amount of information that the publishing house responded to the review, Northern Jiangsu simply set up a post station to release review information to the authors of the manuscripts. It is due to the shortage of manuscripts at the beginning, and when the number of authors in hand reaches saturation in the follow-up period, the publishing house draws a red line—they charge a certain amount of alternative manuscripts to the outside world, and use the manuscripts of fixed-signed authors for the rest.

In this way, the burden on the editor-in-chief was reduced, and Subei went to the prehistoric region to collect materials suitable for papermaking for typesetting. It was not difficult to make paper by imitating the papermaking technology of later generations and assisting spells.As for the inkstone for ink, the prehistoric creatures had already used it extensively, which saved him a lot of effort.

Then came Sanqing's contribution. Lao Tzu talked about Yin and Yang, Tai Chi and gossip. He emphasized both offense and defense.

The original is that the theory of root and foot has a clear meaning, pointing out that the way fits one's own body, the way is only Wutu, Gengjin, Yimu, Dinghuo, and Guishui are within the five elements and four directions. The foundation, the focus is on improving the cultivation base.

Where the two brothers put pen to paper, there are two aspects that the prehistoric spirits are most concerned about.

"Hey, this can be regarded as another way." When Su Bei tried to reach Tongtian, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Compared with his two elder brothers, Tongtian's articles have a much smaller audience. He mostly describes all kinds of... well-behaved, exquisite-looking birds and beasts. The article should be positioned as a cute pet article

--The terrible thing is that Tongtian seems to think that the only disciple he has is not cute enough. He pretends to be public and uses it as an advertisement for bidding for apprentices.

"Editor-in-Chief, have you really given this manuscript?" The newly appointed editor is a sika deer, looking at the manuscript prepared by the editor-in-chief for typesetting, quite at a loss.

"Since I asked for the manuscript from Sanqing, and they are so flattering, how can I accept Yuanyuan's and Laozi's manuscripts, and go backwards, which is not polite." Su Bei shook his head and said: "It's just a matter of one page. Can't delay too much."

Others may not be able to predict the foresight, but Su Bei knows that Tongtian is one of the six Hunyuan saints in the future. His recruitment with such a big fanfare may not be very effective in the early stage.Once he proves the Tao, it is much easier to be a disciple of Tongtian than the difficulty of worshiping the remaining five Hunyuan saints.

The future sage himself said that it doesn't matter how high or low he is, as long as he is cute.For some creatures of the Appearance Association, this is the gospel that opened up the world.

Su Bei didn't expect that Tongtian's oblique recruitment advertisement would make Zixiao Palace a mess.

"You just have to defecate"

"Good" the editor nodded. Before taking up the post, the editor-in-chief had specially taught the layout of newspapers and periodicals, and the manuscript of Tongtian Zhunsheng seemed very suitable for the advertising space.

Now that we have a few big fronts, the next step is to choose some pages with clear stories and outstanding writing skills. There must be more than a dozen large and small columns in a Times, and we can't just put the quasi-sages.

The first edition couldn't be sure of Hong Huang's taste, so I could only order a hodgepodge of everything, and after the release, I would make a draft for comments-see which theme has a wide audience, and then focus on it in future pages.

"Is there a manuscript from the Wu clan?" Su Bei couldn't help but think of Tai Yi, not to mention handing in the manuscript, he is still sleeping on his tree at this moment.

The editor didn't expect the editor-in-chief to ask a question suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he replied: "Yes, several great ancestral witches have contributed articles, but they are all simple methods of tempering the body, such as the lightning-forging body of the ancestor shaman of thunder. The merciful earth aspect of the ancestor witch..."

In short, the manuscripts of the Wu Clan caused quite a stir in the office. The Wu Clan pursued the sanctification of the body, and the ancestor witches advocated not breaking or standing, and the methods of forging the body were also strange, such as attracting the Nine Heavens God Thunder, the Promise of the Wind, the space split, etc., they The judge was terrified.

You must know that the entire prehistoric people are only the Wu clan who dared to risk their lives so desperately because of their physical strength, and the ordinary race who did not take a detour when encountering thunder calamity and space severance?

Who's his grandma is rushing to go!

If they went, it would not be forging, but death.Thinking of the thunder empowerment, the big guy couldn't help but shudder, it was too bloody.If this stuff is published in newspapers, if someone really imitates it, will they blame their publishing house for publishing bad times if they die.

Internally, the editor decided not to publish the manuscripts of the Wuzu. If the Wuzu does not change for a long time in the future, it will no longer solicit manuscripts from the Wuzu.

Su Bei thought for a while and said, "Houtu's mercy is available, all others will be returned, and the rest of the ancestors will never be solicited again."

"Yes, the editor-in-chief." The editor could hear the anger in Subei dialect. Although he didn't know where Zu Wu offended his editor-in-chief, but considering that Zu Wu's manuscript was really useless, it was a waste of manpower and material resources to accept it.

These "proper nouns" mentioned by the editor-in-chief are now very handy for them to use.

The publishing house is busy, buried in the review pile every day, time is like a pebble thrown into the boundless sea, without any waves.Soon it was the day when he and Nuwa agreed to meet. Su Bei changed into a clean white gown, crowned and sealed. His already outstanding appearance, after cleaning up, he looked even more handsome.

"It's been a long time since I haven't seen my junior brother. This whole body style is indeed different from the past." Nuwa can see that Su Bei has entered the quasi-sage realm. The last time I met him, he was just a Daluo Jinxian. Such an advancement is enviable.

"Senior Sister, don't make fun of me." Su Bei followed up with a few polite words, and when the atmosphere became warmer, he cut to the point: "This time I took the liberty to invite Senior Sister to come, but I actually have something I want to talk to you about."

Nuwa frowned slightly: "But there is something wrong with the manuscript, if there is something wrong, I might as well go back and correct it."

Su Bei hurriedly waved his hand and said: "There is nothing wrong with the manuscript, but the younger brother has selfish intentions, and there are some minor details. I hope the older sister can pay more attention to it in the future."

Nuwa's mind is clear, how can Su Bei not understand what Su Bei said? He is trying to remind himself. Compared with the other party's achievements in this, he is really a bit immature. It will be of great benefit to her to get advice, and then face It's obvious when you smile.

"Even if the junior brother says it, the senior sister will never be annoyed"

"That's good." With a relieved expression, Su Bei mentioned some of Nuwa's general goodness.

In addition to fluent writing, if the article wants to attract people, the characters, background, and outline must be perfect. Although literary works are hard to say, but now the prehistoric readers have never been exposed to literary articles, and their plasticity is very high. As the originator of the mountain, although Daozhi Difficult, but once successful and famous, the fame and fortune gained are also proportional.

"Sister's articles generally describe what she sees and hears from her own perspective. It is fascinating and has gorgeous rhetoric, but the text is boneless and scattered like a dragon. You are yourself when you write, and you can also be yourself when you read, so there is no mistake. Substitute, but what about others?"

Su Bei pointed at Gengen and said: "They don't pay too much attention to the life of the senior sister, and they can't get the life of the protagonist from the text. The characters in it are like flat paper people, not vivid and flexible. Such writing, in the end, there is nothing wrong with it." Almost driving high and walking low, the reputation is getting weaker."

Every author does not want his work to be judged as "regressive in writing" in the eyes of others. Hard and concave words will only force people into a desperate situation. Every word is sonorous.

"There are countless creatures in the world, whose perspective should I use?" Nuwa can tell the story from her own perspective, but she hesitates to write her own life.

Seeing this, Su Bei smiled and said: "I personally think that all ethnic groups in the prehistoric period are wrong, and there is evidence to test. There are many untrue things in the article, and some readers who are more than fussy will ask the bottom line. What will happen then? Go to respond and all the tribes in the wild are calm, but whoever is holding their breath, a slight deviation in the text will easily cause conflicts among the tribes."

"Writing is not passable, how to become famous?"

If the readers exclude the author from the beginning, the prospects for the author's development in the future can be imagined.

Nuwa was completely confused after listening to it in a cloud of fog. She had concerns about this and others, and suddenly she couldn't write: "Senior brother privately thinks what should be done, and senior sister really has no way to write."

"There is a kind of subject matter called superficiality." Nuwa of Subei Dynasty explained what superficiality is, and then said: "If you just fabricate a family, the description in the article is specious, so that the sophisticated people will have nowhere to find mistakes, and it will not cause the crowds to be excluded. The best of both worlds, why not Instead of doing it."

It's like someone wants to vent, but he hits the cotton with his fist, and there is no force on the inside and outside. If he is angry, he has to hold it back. It is undoubtedly the best way to deal with those who care about everything.That's all he can order, and if he says more, he will steal Nuwa's merits.

After listening to Subei's on-demand broadcast, Nuwa went back to Mount Buzhou in a daze. Sometimes the thousands of faces of the prehistoric creatures appeared in her mind, and sometimes there were blurred figures.

When crossing the bank of the Luo River, I saw a pair of snipe and clam fighting on the bank of the embankment, fighting endlessly to the death, stirring up the mud and sand on both sides.

Nuwa is a little like a god, restraining her figure, and looking at her closely, she was unfortunately stained by splashes of mud on her dress, but she was not angry, but a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and the previous obsession suddenly cleared the clouds and fog .

What is fabricated is something that is created out of nothing.

Immediately she squatted down, gathered the mud in her hands, picked up a dead branch from the ground, and carefully pinched the seal.The mud ball changed in his hands, first it derived the arms and torso, and then the delicate features of the eyebrows and eyes. Nuwa concentrated her mind and quickly made two clay figurines, a man and a woman. They were infused with the water of the Luo River and named Adam and eve.

The two villains circled their creator, and Nuwa was very pleased to see that, and then made more clay figurines. After enlightening and fabricating more, with some effort, she changed a red silk from her sleeve, and went to the river bank. With a wave, the mud, sand and river water gathered in the red silk, transformed into clay figurines, and after being touched, flesh and blood were born.

Nuwa named them the human race, and prayed to heaven and earth: "Disciple Ziwa, at the bank of the Luoshui River, molds the body with soil, uses water to point the spirit, and creates the world within the prehistoric and desolate world." , a family other than the five elements, named the human family, hoped that the heavens would allow their family to carry the heaven and the earth, enjoy the good fortune of all things, and make their own merits and virtues for the people's eternal prosperity."

The great wish of "Great Goodness" reached the heavens, and the boundless merits and virtues descended from the heavens shrouded Nuwa's half-human, half-snake body, and the barrier between the quasi-sages and saints was broken in an instant.

Nuwa created the human race, complemented the way of the three talents, and became holy by breaking the rules.

Hongjun sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform in Zixiao Palace suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile spread across his mouth.