On the Evil Consequences of Cultivating Immortals in Reality

With trembling lips, Xihua lowered his eyebrows and said quietly: "Yes."

She began to recount everything she had experienced that day.

The High Priest of Loulan listened while scanning the expressions of other people. As long as there was a slight change in them, she would notice it. Fortunately, she did not notice signs of uneasiness until Xihua finished speaking, which finally gave her the time to look The child I love.

Xihua lost weight.

The gorgeous dresses in the past have also lost their bright colors. The simple white palace dress, with only a few small flowers made of pearls dotted around the border, is completely different from the thumb-sized pearls on the day of the Dragon Gate Ceremony. mentality.

Lou Lan looked at her, knowing that the busyness of the past few days had frightened her, but she didn't have a better way.

The current situation of the Dragon Clan is too dangerous, and they may fall into hell if they are not careful!

Those monks who survived the Dragon Gate Ceremony will not be grateful for all that the Dragon Clan has done to entertain them over the years, they will only doubt the purpose of the Dragon Clan once again.

The monastery gates of those monks will return to the attitude of human cultivators when they treated aliens in ancient times. I don't know how many sea people will suffer.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

The great sages among human beings have taught their descendants so relentlessly, and they, the aliens, can only swallow their anger when the situation is not as good as human beings.

Regardless of the other mountains and seas, in this world, human cultivators have always maintained an absolute advantage in the cultivation process. Even if it is the noble blood left over from the ancient times, it still seems unwise to rush against them.

For so many years, the Dragon Clan has been forming good karma, even though they are rich all over the world, they have never made a big show of it. Even the little princess at a good age has been confined in the Dragon Palace all year round. .

In the inheritance documents of the high priest, it was precisely because the monks almost wiped out the people that they were forced to form a group with the dragons who were also forced into the South China Sea at that time.

The two races have barely prospered over the years, but they are both afraid of the recurrence of past disasters.

However, what I didn't expect was that—with all precautions, the Dragon Ancestor still brought disasters to the current Dragon Clan!

"Emperor Haotian..."

Lou Lan opened her eyes and glanced at these colleagues who were too quiet today.

In the past, you were high-ranking and powerful, but now you are silent?

I don't think about it!

Containing the sharp light in his eyes, the high priest said slowly, "He doesn't seem to have any hostility towards our Dragon Clan, and he came here this time to capture the Dragon Ancestor."

"Dragon ancestor? What kind of dragon ancestor is he! It's just a blue dragon. In the past, Emperor Haotian smashed into the eyes of the sea, but after many years, he still tried to make a comeback restlessly, and once again put our dragon family into a desperate situation! Dragon Ancestor? He is a fart Dragon Ancestor!"

Among the several gray-haired old men, Elder Huang Long, who had the most violent temper, dropped his crutch heavily, and looked around with sharp eyes.

"I said at the beginning that if you believe in the Great Emperor Haotian, you can't trust Canglong. You are concerned that he is a divine dragon in ancient times, and held this Dragon Gate Ceremony for him, but what happened? After a few more years, will there be no trace of pure-blooded dragons in the four seas, and they can only give way to that evil dragon to dominate?"

The North Sea Evil Jiao is a strange beast that is not under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Palace and has extremely bad conduct.

He has neither wisdom nor bones, relying on his innate and strong physique, he often makes troubles in the sea.

In the past, every time the evil dragon made trouble in the sea, Dragon Palace had to send a large number of people to suppress it, but after the Longmen Grand Ceremony, Dragon Palace's vitality was seriously injured. It is estimated that the evil dragon may take advantage of the situation this time, and even counterattack the West Sea Dragon Palace!

Although Elder Huang Long's voice was stern, he also expressed his worries in various aspects.

What is most likely to happen right now is not the so-called repetition of the old things. With the behavior of the Dragon Clan in the past, even after experiencing the Dragon Ancestor Rebellion, there will still be a lot of good fortune. It is definitely not a few monks who want to destroy the Dragon Clan. , It is estimated that those people in the Cultivation Alliance can't achieve a unified opinion.

So compared to those dangers that are still invisible, the one that really affects the survival of the Dragon Palace is the North Sea Evil Flood Dragon!

"The dragon is originally the blood of my dragon clan that was shed in the early years, but it has not been recovered so far. As time goes by, it will inevitably breed disaster."

High Priest Lou Lan couldn't help but think of what Elder Huanglong said back then. Now it seems that he is indeed the wisest of all. When he saw the little Jiao, he thought of the possible consequences in the future.

Thinking of this, she persuaded in a low voice: "It's useless to say these things now. Elder Huang Long, the foundation of my Dragon Palace is shaken now, and it has reached a life-and-death crisis. If you have a way, please let me know!"

As soon as these words came out, the elders and priests looked at each other, either pretending to be silent or whispering, no one could come up with an idea.

When Lou Lan saw this, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, but she knew it wasn't their fault.

As soon as Emperor Haotian came out, the people of the entire Dragon Palace were shaken, and now it is even more about the Dragon Ancestor...

Back then, they acquiesced in the feast of merit and virtue just because they were afraid of the power of the dragon, and now they have no courage to challenge the great reputation created by Emperor Haotian.

She knows, she understands everything, but it is precisely because of this that she must come up with a charter, even if it is just to appease people's hearts!

Just when she was about to speak again, the person on the throne suddenly whispered her name.

"Loulan."

The Dragon King's gaze is as majestic as a prison, and his stern facial features reveal an inhuman heroism, while the crystal curtain, coral cape, and wide imperial robe outline his dignity as the lord of the world.

Lou Lan lowered her head without daring to be negligent and said, "Your Majesty?"

Dragon King: "Although the Dragon Gate Grand Ceremony is an act of compromise, in the final analysis it is also the back road left by the dragon clan for the world. If there is no such feast of merit and virtue, how can there be a chance for mortal fish to transform into a dragon? At the beginning, Emperor Haotian instructed his ancestors to help Shenlong has been completely reborn. I cannot be right about what I did in the Dragon Palace, but I can’t say wrong either. The grace of Shenlong has benefited the whole world, and since we are a member of the sea, we are naturally qualified to share it."

Having said that, he paused.

"Over the years, the Dragon Clan has controlled the mouths of the four seas and the water veins of the major rivers and lakes on the shore. If they want to avoid being coveted by others, they need the Dragon Gate Grand Ceremony to make friends with various sects."

"To this day, the expedient policy at the beginning has become the foundation of the Dragon Palace. If there is no Dragon Gate, the prosperity of the Dragon Palace over the years will not be possible."

"High Priest, is what this king said wrong?"

The Dragon King said so, what else can Loulan do?

Since she could not object, she lowered her head and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty said so. But what should we do now? Your servant and others are helpless."

As if they had a tacit understanding, other people in the hall also bowed down with Lou Lan.

"The minister is incompetent, and it is up to His Majesty to decide!"

The Dragon King swept over these old fellows coldly, silently clenching his hands under the sleeves.

"Why are you doing this? Get up quickly, how can the ruler and minister's countermeasures be left to me alone? Why don't you help the elders up."

The following sentence is what I said to the palace people serving in the hall.

Of course, those who were chasing slogans straightened up and shook their sleeves neatly, while the other group of people, such as Elder Huang Long, frowned fiercely.

He took a step forward, his aged body still able to spit out a tough voice.

"Although the high priest's words seem to shirk responsibility, it is indeed up to His Majesty to decide!"

Seeing that it was Elder Huang Long who came out, the Dragon King had a good impression of this wise and indifferent old man, and hurriedly said: "Quickly go and give the elder a seat!"

Elder Huang Long flicked his sleeves, and said briskly: "No need, I have something to say, Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

The Dragon King leaned forward, his expression serious.

"Elder please!"

Elder Huang Long frowned, but then let go, as if he had already made a decision.

"It's too late to regret the decision we made back then. Because of this, we have to make plans in advance. The final problem with the Longzu matter did not lie in the Longmen Ceremony. My Dragon Clan does not have much responsibility for this matter." I'm afraid of how people in the world will treat me!"

The Dragon King immediately took the case upon hearing the words.

"What the elder said is that this is also the distress of this king. How to separate that evil dragon from our Dragon Palace clan, after that day, it is really difficult to distinguish the positions."

The high priest, Lou Lan, said in a shy voice: "The monks all saw the blue dragon rushing out of the Qi gathering pool that day, and even the princess of our clan presented the pearl in front of it. I'm afraid that even if we have a way to prove it, no one will be willing to listen to it."

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

Several wise men glanced at each other, clearly seeing the bitterness in each other's eyes.

It's too difficult!

Human beings are always so selfish and domineering no matter how many years have passed!

Especially after being dominated by such a guy as the protagonist of the world, other ethnic groups are all living on thin ice.

In the past, their Dragon Clan was also a god in heaven and earth, and all living beings look up to them, but after the re-division of heaven and earth, it was just a scum in the clan, and Emperor Haotian came to his door and beat him into the eyes of the sea.

That is the sea eye commonly known as Guixu!There is no aura, and the inside is extremely barren.

It's hard to imagine how Canglong survived all these years relying on the little merits he fed back!

But even in their eyes, the intellect, strength, and supernatural powers are already incredibly powerful. Canglong, who has reached the sky and has the true form of a dragon, was trapped and killed by Emperor Haotian when he tried to return to the mountains and seas many years later. .

His current ending is simply worse than being thrown into the ruins!

Living in a painting, the psychic wisdom will be wiped out in a short time, and finally you will not enter reincarnation and see the hell, which is the ending of the dragon in the painting.

There is no more tragic end than this, and the dragons present trembled as if they felt the same way!

So when Lou Lan said this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

If you can no longer gain the trust of the human race, then maybe... the Dragon Palace family will follow in the footsteps of many predecessors who died and exterminated their species!

We must know that once human beings are unreasonable and skin cramps, the bones of dragons can sell tens of thousands of spirit stones!For them, the Dragon Palace is like a difficult treasure house!

The fate more terrifying than turning into a corpse has already been put out by Emperor Haotian to frighten the dragons, so is it still far from looking at his own corpse for sale?

These somewhat alarmist thoughts are actually under the guidance of the Dragon King, because at this juncture, these guys who are usually obedient and obedient must be made to realize that if they don't listen to the orders of the Dragon Palace, they may no longer be able to enjoy a long life comfortably!

Such is the game of monarch and minister!

After they all calmed down, the Dragon King said slowly: "The high priest and the elders are right, but I have to think about the solution. Everyone here is the elders of the king, and they have always been highly respected. Can someone explain to the king at this time?"

After the words fell, the person who had been resting beside Elder Huang Long suddenly opened his eyes.

Elder Huanglong reacted immediately upon seeing this.

"Boss, are you awake?"

"Ha~" He yawned, and it seemed that the oldest of the four elders rushed to the Dragon King Fufu, "Your Majesty, the old minister is rude."

The Dragon King waved his hand: "Don't mind the Great Elder."

He's used to it.

The millennium king and 8-year-old tortoise, this elder tortoise is now [-] years old, and has an extraordinary status in the aquarium, so in the hall, he can sleep when he wants to, anyway, the quiet and silent elder tortoise, Much more pleasing to the eye than some power-hungry bastards.

"Actually, the old minister has something to say." The great elder stroked his long beard. He looked like the fairy grandfather in the story, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He watched all the people in the palace. Having grown up, he didn't pretend to wait for the Dragon King's permission because of his seniority. Instead, he said directly: "Why don't your majesty open the Dragon Gate Ceremony?"

"what?"

"How could this be!"

"Boss! You can't talk nonsense!"

……

As soon as this remark came out, the scene suddenly became chaotic, and it was the Dragon King who waved his hand to suppress the objection, and asked him for advice with a serious expression.

"The Great Elder, please tell me more. Why is the Dragon Gate Grand Ceremony held again? The Elder doesn't know that this matter has become a quagmire, and everyone can't avoid it?"

The elder looked at him with a smile, and the old god said, "No, this is not a swamp, but a treasure pool that is better than the past!"

The Dragon King was stunned.

"Big elder..."

The Great Elder smiled and said, "Ask you, why did the monks come to the Longmen Grand Ceremony?"

The Dragon King was taken aback for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "For merit."

The Great Elder asked again: "How were the past merits distributed?"

The Dragon King frowned, and the high priest Lou Lan answered for him: "Three points go to Guixu, one point goes to Dragon Palace, and six points go to the world's aquatic tribes."

Of course, Dragon Palace paid for the half of the monks themselves, so they dare not cheat in this regard!

"That's right," the Great Elder said with a smile, "If this is the case, what worries does His Majesty have? Since ancient times, merit is like a precious treasure, and everyone can't ask for it. Now that the Dragon Ancestor has been eliminated, there is no need to add merit to the place where the ruins are returned. In this way , [-]% of the world, [-]% of the Dragon Palace, only need to spend [-]% of it to reward the monks, how can they become enemies of the Dragon Palace? You must know that only the Dragon Clan has the ability to control the world's water veins, and only the Dragon Palace has the ability to hold the Dragon Gate Ceremony! "

"As long as their brains are not so stupid, how can they go fishing? You must know that the Longmen Ceremony in the past has always been a win-win business in their cognition."

Hearing this, High Priest Lou Lan had to interrupt.

"Because of this, the world no longer believes in the Dragon Clan, and the reputation of the Dragon Gate Grand Ceremony has also been reduced to zero. What... can we do?"

The Great Elder chuckled, he was a mature man, and he twirled his tiger's whiskers to speak eloquently.

"This will require blood from His Majesty and the High Priest."

Lou Lan and the Dragon King asked in unison, "How?"

The Great Elder squinted a pair of shrewd eyes, not at all as old as usual.

"Gift!"

18. Emotionless full stop

Eighteen

"Gift?"

He spit out these two words in confusion, because he told Wen Chizhou all the bad things that happened to Longmen, so Xiang Junhua ate tofu nao while listening to Wen Chizhou's slow analysis, all for supplementing his IQ.

Wen Chizhou shook his fan, and the painting of flowers and flowing water on the fan was extraordinarily strong, without the flirtatious taste of other romantic talents.

"According to what you said, the dragon clan has already caught fire. If they can't respond in time, it may be difficult for them to retreat."

Xiang Junhua was puzzled.

"But what does that have to do with gift-giving?"

Wen Chizhou used his fan to light the outside of the courtyard.

"There are thousands of people in the world, but there are only three things to confuse."

"One wealth, gold and silver treasures, and even the spiritual stone magic weapon that monks love, these are all wealth, and few people are not tempted."

"Second is color, beauty is charming, and a beautiful woman. The Buddha said that food and sex are the same. Even a noble and compassionate Buddha cannot escape the vulgarity, let alone ordinary people with seven emotions and six desires. If you want to achieve something, send someone who can speak good words for yourself Beauty, then what you usually ask for will be done."

"The third is greed. The conclusion of the first two is greater than the first two. It flows in love/lust, and in power..."

Having said that, Wen Chizhou looked at Xiang Junhua, who opened his eyes wide and listened attentively, with a smile on his lips.

"Greedy and lustful is not only a derogatory term, but also proves the desire of the people. Whatever I want, I can be greedy. Ordinary people are greedy and petty, so they stop at glory and wealth. Monks are greedy and majestic. Looking at longevity from a distance, seeing immortality from a close look, forest Luo Wanxiang, there is nothing wrong with what you want."

"In this way, giving gifts, and giving them in a correct and appetizing manner, can just stabilize the crumbling reputation of the Dragon Palace. After all, the monks of all parties are the most affected by the Dragon Gate incident, and the Sea Clan who died the most. Temptation is ahead, don't be afraid that they won't take the bait!"

"Xiang Junhua, let me ask you, what would you do if someone offended you just because of a trivial matter, which was harmless in nature, and then came to thank you with a generous gift?"

Xiang Junhua subconsciously said: "Of course I forgive you, I'm not such a stingy person."

"That's exactly what happened."

The fan opened and made a "swish", and Wen Chizhou smiled coquettishly.

"This incident is also a trivial matter for those big sects. After all, there were no casualties, and the Dragon Palace will definitely be forgiven, and the next Dragon Gate Ceremony will definitely be unprecedentedly grand!"

But all of this has nothing to do with Xiang Junhua. He is a diligent and honest nerd. Fat Da.

But recently he has become particularly anxious, and it is the kind of anxiety that can be seen at a glance.

Wen Chizhou saw it, thought for a while and sent someone to call him out of the room.

This time there was no more sugar-sprinkled tofu nao on the table, which comforted Xiang Junhua a little.

Sitting down opposite him, the maid cleverly offered fragrant tea and took a sip before he said to Wen Chizhou who was silent on the opposite side: "Why did you call me here? If it's a mission, please forgive me for refusing, don't you think I'm not Is it too inhuman to oppress you in the past two days after you come back? Give me some time off!"

Wen Chizhou ignored his idle attitude, and said slowly: "You can't make progress if you stay in the room alone. You have cultivated to your level, and the alias of retreat is 'autism'. If you want to stay in isolation, I'm sorry I didn't say it, but The dark circles on your face scare my maidservant." After speaking, he looked at Xiang Junhua who was rubbing his eyes reflexively, his brows also showed puzzlement.

"What the hell have you been doing in the house these days, tossing yourself into such a ghostly look?"

As far as he knows, Xiang Junhua's cultivation in the Mahayana period has reached the primordial spirit, and the power of the divine soul is even greater than that of the gods. Eye circles COS national treasures, Wen Chizhou has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he is astonished by someone else's face.

Xiang Junhua was extremely helpless at being squeezed out.

Didn't I feel a sense of crisis because of the existence of Long Zu and Haotian Emperor?I just want to fix it, but staying up late is beyond human ability. There is no such humiliating experience as last time, and a little sense of crisis really can't make him break through his own limit.

After staying up late for three days and two nights, he couldn't hold back and passed out. Although it is called a coma from a medical point of view, it doesn't matter. Isn't he still short of a doctor?

Xiang Junhua: "I-I'm a little worried..."

He hesitated to express his concerns, the relationship between him and Wen Chizhou was not good enough to expose the system and the other cheat, but when it came to this, the relationship was not bad.

Hearing that he felt that his strength was low and wanted to retreat to improve his realm, Wen Chizhou nodded understandingly, and put his fingers on the table little by little.

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. It's good that you have such sincerity, but I also said that working behind closed doors is of no use to monks of your level. You should think of other ways."

"Uh……"

Sure enough, there is still no way to explain the pot, how can I explain that I am different from most people here?

Touching his dark circles, Xiang Junhua was depressed: "I can do this."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Wen Chizhou looked over.

The narrow and long phoenix eyes exude extraordinary nobility, and the black and white pupils reveal the majesty of power. Wen Chizhou's eyes are excellent, and the lines pull out the long phoenix tail at the tail, which makes the facial features look extraordinarily gorgeous and noble , So sometimes, his face is so downcast that even the emperor dare not breathe, let alone coward Xiang Junhua?

He was caught by the sight, and he didn't dare to continue to protest after thinking about it.

Then Wen Chizhou said Shi Shiran: "There are many schools in the world, and each family has its own practice method. Regarding matters of practice, I will at most give you advice, but I will not interfere. You can rest assured."

Hearing the words, Xiang Junhua was immediately relieved. After spending so much time together, he somehow realized that Prime Minister Wen must do what he says. Since he is not worried about the secret being exposed, with his shrewdness, of course he will not waste the good mentor who is close at hand!

Almost without thinking, he asked to learn various magic tricks.

Every time there is a fight, he has to spend three to two minutes thinking about what he should do next. He really doesn't want to go through the bad luck again, so Wen Da, please tune in/teach me!

Wen Chizhou smiled casually, and didn't take it as a casual remark, but really pointed Xiang Junhua.

This sunny afternoon passed in the harmonious and friendly exchange of knowledge between the two, which made people think: study hard and make progress every day!

In the next few days, Xiang Junhua made clear arrangements for himself.

When Prime Minister Wen was free to ask for advice, he borrowed many books from the study when he was busy.Regardless of the content of the mortal world and the heavenly world, he slowly went back to the house to retreat, and the extra time he did not sleep was used by him to read books and familiarize himself with the history of the cultivation world.

With such persistence every day, day after day, Xiang Junhua actually stared with panda eyes for a few days longer before falling to the ground and not waking up.

He woke up this day.After staring at the beam above his head for a long time, he jumped up.

"It's really possible!"

Xiang Junhua shouted excitedly.

Originally, the hardest part of staying up late was how to fight against sleepiness, but the books on his desk distracted his attention very well, and he also knew that once he was fully absorbed, time would pass unconsciously, and even drowsiness would disappear. will disappear!

Out of the experience of staying up late in the past, he filled his time every day, trying not to leave any spare time, so that he could rely on the spirit of becoming a monk to persevere.

Now he has spent six days and seven nights very well. Although he still fell down in the end, at least it proved that his thinking was correct. This theory has great prospects for development, and he can try to challenge a higher record.

It took him half a year to raise his cultivation level to the Mahayana level before, but this time he guessed optimistically, thinking of the state of fusion, it may take twice as much as half a year.

Isn't it the same in the game?The further the character goes, the more difficult it is to level up, and the experience bar will increase exponentially. He thinks about the urination of his gold finger, and it's right...he can't be optimistic at all!

Could it be a year or two this time?

This kind of time limit that can't be deduced at all is the most difficult place to adapt to, which also means that it is almost impossible to jump to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage in one go!

He didn't feel the slightest regret at being blocked by a step of the route to heaven.

Just kidding, staying up late is much more uncomfortable than normal practice, especially if he persists until the end, his mortal mind may collapse at any time, his psychological defense and brain have lost the basic mediation functions, and nosebleeds flowed all over his face unconsciously.

It was because of that experience of surviving a near-death that Xiang Junhua was not confused by the pleasure of becoming stronger in a short period of time.

If it is said that an ordinary monk's practice breakthrough is one in a million, and crossing a catastrophe is a narrow escape, he is completely opposite. Every time he becomes stronger, life is worse than death!

Xiang Junhua also found it incredible that he survived and walked out of the deep mountains to Daiguo after waking up.

In this way, it is almost impossible for him to cultivate and become stronger according to the traditional method, so he can only continue to challenge the process of mental collapse.

The only thing that makes him feel lucky at present is that fortunately, staying up late will also improve his cultivation, but it is only a small amount, but the accumulation of sand will form a sea, and if he persists, he will see the dawn.

Xiang Junhua cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart, and now that he has decided to "practice" seriously, then "Sword Qi Rising to the Sky" should be updated again.

Who is the most powerful group of people who stay up late in modern times?

Answer: Author.

What is easy to understand is the code word group.

There is no good author who does not master the excellent skills of staying up late. Xiang Junhua just joined this big family not long ago, and after updating hundreds of thousands of words, he has initially grasped the tricks.

That is, in addition to code words, don't forget to use the chat panel to catch fish!

When you are sleepy, someone will accompany you to chat about your favorite CP, cute characters, and your beloved god and goddess, then a real man is no longer a dream!

The disadvantage is that it is easy to delay the update, which makes the little angels who stay up late waiting for the update gnash their teeth.

Therefore, the trick has two sides. It is very important to control your own coding time reasonably. If you can't control it and let fishing become lazy cancer procrastination, then...

Xiang Junhua, who was reading the content of the Heart Demon online forum, was recalling the funny content posted by the host just now, while unconsciously poking open the page of "Sword Qi Rising to the Sky". Thirty huge spirit stones fell on his copywriting, which was terrifying. The picture almost made Xiang Junhua's eyeballs fall out, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, it is necessary to complain about the spiritual setting of Xinmowang. As long as it does not involve the personal safety of the author, readers can use any small method to prompt the update.

The huge spirit stone is a scene where the smashed spirit stones are integrated into one body, and then the reader's own spiritual power forms a collision picture.

In Xiang Junhua's place, thirty spirit stones were shaped into a spirit stone vein, which was ruthlessly smashed on the page of the novel, leaving a deep hole, the level of violence was unprecedented!

Xiang Junhua looked down tremblingly.

Zhulin Wenke: Don't blame me for being rude if the author delays the update.

A full stop without emotion.

Wen Chizhou, who had finished grooming in the main house, took off his coat and smiled gently at the heart demon stone in his hand. Thinking about what he actually did, you will find that the arc is essentially full of warning.

He might as well sneer, at least it's not so scary. _(:з」∠)_

19. I am a great writer

Nineteen

What kind of miracle will a mature writer create after a 30-day retreat?

How would a mature, sleepless author who has countless inspirations and brain holes in his head because he just traveled through it use his good ideas reasonably?

How many holes will an author who is talented, has time, and can stay up all night to surf the Internet and reach the level of Mahayana stage dig?

Anyway...

On this day, the comment area of ​​"Sword Qi Rising to the Sky" ushered in an unprecedented carnival!

Because a certain master gave the author a big reward for smashing a mine vein, the author who is usually lazy and often cooing was given a shot of chicken blood. After more than ten days, he updated nearly 20 words in a row!

Unprecedented explosion, let all readers excited!

As soon as the content of the swiping comments is refreshed, it becomes a whole page, and small rewards are even stimulated and frenziedly appear in the comment area.

Not counting these alone, not long ago, on the panel dedicated to the author's message, the author of this book, Jian Xia Wu Bian, personally left a message saying that he would open a new article.

Although Jianxia is still just a newcomer on Lanruo Literature.com, his writing style with high quality and quantity has attracted many readers to bookmark him and pay more attention to him. Coupled with the support of local tyrants, his popularity has faintly caught up. The trend of some time-honored masters.

I can often see his articles on the front page, and people who are familiar with him will finally send their own money.

This is a routine that almost all readers of "Sword Qi Rush to the Sky" have experienced. The most terrifying thing is that everyone loves this routine!

So when the author Jian Xia Wu Bian said that he would open a new article, a group of people begged to open a hole, and some people were worried that the update here would be left behind, and various manifestations bloomed everywhere in the comment area.

The instigator who caused all this glanced at it and laughed, and then resolutely clicked on a new article to publish.

The huge dark circles under the eyes have merged with the skin around the eyes. Xiang Junhua doesn't know how long he has persisted. Anyway, when he saw the page of Xinmo.com, he was like a well-trained dog. Words come...

It was okay at the beginning, he still had enough energy, even if he stayed up late to add more changes, he was full of energy!

But when he stretched the battle line to ten days, 20 days, 30 days... After that, Xiang Junhua's whole body was not good!

The hand that opened the document trembled slightly, and the readers who looked at the smiling faces felt disgusting. Everyone was happy, and I was the only one who was in pain.

No, I can't bear this grievance!

Beep! ! ! !

Tears can't stop flowing, but I have to walk on the path I chose.

Xiang Junhua sniffled, opened the save file while crying, trying not to blur his consciousness, otherwise the plot that came out of his brain would be messy, and it would be even more troublesome to modify it afterwards.

Leaving the last rest in the new chapter, Xiang Junhua was sluggishly aware that there would be morning light coming in from outside the window at some point, and a row of shadows with rich shapes were reflected under the hollowed-out window sash. You will marvel at the exquisite craftsmanship of the ancients.

Because ever since I chatted with Wen Chizhou about the topic of "infrastructure" one day, the other party explained to him one by one with rich experience.

There are so many beautiful small gardens in the Prime Minister's Mansion, almost all of which are Prime Minister Wen himself, so when talking about these topics, he is very familiar with them!

Xiang Junhua also learned a lot by the way, and more or less realized that the patterns on these windows have their own auspicious meanings, and they are definitely not beautiful patterns carved out casually.

As for the furnishings in the Prime Minister's Mansion, everything is a high-quality product. Ordinary wealthy households don't even use it for use. They spend a lot of effort to get it and care for it carefully. !

In the entire Dai Kingdom, only Wen Chizhou has the confidence to support so many rare antiques as ordinary objects. It is no wonder that the people in the prime minister's mansion are either die-hard or die-hard.

This big thick leg, the hair on the root of the leg is golden!

Xiang Junhua couldn't help sighing, and was immediately shocked by this quiet display of wealth.

Look at each other, then look at yourself.

Just looking at their faces, they seem to be the same age, but compared to Xiang Junhua, who eats nothing, he still has a family and a job. Wen Chizhou, who is the bread and butter of countless people, is more worthy of being the proud son of heaven, the domineering president.

Having said that, which one of us is the one who time-traveled?

The reason why Xiang Junhua has not adjusted his mentality is because there is such an excellent and excessive person beside him.

Instead of comparing yourself with people who are better than you, do you want to find a sense of existence with those who are worse than you?

So even though Xiang Junhua is a big boss, he can't see the slightest noble and glamorous temperament from him.

He didn't notice this himself, and the others didn't bother to remind him.

But it was too much to stay in the house without going out for a few days, and there was a knocking sound from the closed door.

The maid who was in charge of serving Xiang Junhua called out softly outside the door: "Master Xiang is up?"

I go!

The person who was called shuddered in horror, his heart jumped thirty miles, and his temper became a little uncontrollable.

It's not that the young lady's voice is high, but that Xiang Junhua's mental sensitivity has reached the extreme after staying up late for so long. Although his eyes are dull, this is the result of his concentrated and scattered energy, unconsciously ignoring the performance of the surrounding environment.

Anyone who has experienced it clearly knows that if someone yells behind him at this time... trembling is a trivial matter, but the emergence of murderous thoughts is a major matter!

Xiang Junhua had murderous thoughts at this moment, but luckily he was still able to control himself.

Sitting in front of the table for a long time, then put down the Inner Stone with trembling fingers, ignoring the quiet outside, he managed to tidy himself up properly, and then opened the door with a weak face.

The servant girl who had been waiting outside the house for a long time heard the sound of the door opening, and hurriedly came out with a smile to greet the young master.

"Master Xiang, I got up late today, but I'm tired...Master Xiang!"

With an exclamation, there was the sound of the tub falling, and then the footsteps of the servant girl running away in a hurry became farther and farther away.

Tao Liu, who was originally sent to serve, was worried about what kind of eccentric Mr. Xiang would be (after all, he is a monk, and in the hearts of ordinary people, monks generally have various personality defects), but not long ago, because he got a reward, After getting acquainted with him, I found that this person's temperament is really interesting.

Gradually, Tao Liu forgot the worries at the beginning, and came to call the door early every day, and thoughtfully brought the boiled washing water.

However, today she came over with a washbasin in her hand and knocked lightly on the door. Thinking that Young Master Xiang is learning those powerful spells with the prime minister... It seems that it takes a lot of energy, and I can understand it if I accidentally get up late.

Wanting to help Xiang Junhua, Tao Liu thought in his heart that the master chef in charge of the kitchen would take two more dishes