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"how?"
Guihai Lingzun looked at him strangely, because the two masters of the Vientiane Sect had followed the old man of the Tianshu for many years to walk on the nine heavens, only he was guarding the sky for many years, and the other was to protect the sect and prevent foreign enemies from invading; It is to perfect the "Vanxiang Book", accumulate knowledge, and use it for practice.
He is so quiet at first, but this job is also very suitable, and the main entertainment is mostly reading books. Among all kinds of books, there are only a variety of fresh and interesting stories that can withstand the panning of thousands of years, so that he has always maintained his interest. Other types of books, whether you are a poem or an exquisite exposition, with his wisdom and experience, are enough to dazzle most of the authors in the world, and simply cannot be read.
And his hobby is unknown to everyone in the sect, so there are often disciples who collect some stories and contribute in exchange for some contribution bookmarks to satisfy his little hobby. This is a huge Vientiane Sect. In essence, it serves a few people such as the "Elder from the Book of Heaven" and even Gui Hai Lingzun and the two suzerains.
Li Qingshan said excitedly: "I am a novelist!"
"Oh, this is amazing!"
The corner of Guihai Lingzun's mouth raised slightly, and he was afraid that he would smile more a day than usual in a year.
"it is true."
Li Qingshan wanted to say that he had written books, but when I think about it, they were basically copied, and then handed over to Xiao An to polish them, and he has nothing to do with him. I'm afraid Guihai Lingzun will see through as soon as I say it, but I'm not embarrassed to tell this lie face to face.
Guihai Lingzun looked at him faintly, the expression on his face was full of mockery. When Li Qingshan "provoked" him, the mockery was not so strong.
"Oh, you really are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, why should you go!"
Guihai Lingzun waved his hand like a fly. Li Qingshan said that he could cultivate into a true immortal, he really believed so little, as for what novelist. Save it! With my eyes closed, I can see how many inks are in your belly.
"I said I want to contribute to the Vientiane Sect, and the predecessors are right in front of me. Why bother to stay close and farther. I don't know if I offer a novel, can I have a bookmark contribution?" Li Qingshan looked at Hai Lingzun's eyes, as if looking at one. A treasure trove full of bookmarks, of course, there is also a huge amount of martial arts contributions.
"If it is interesting, it can be read. It will naturally contribute to bookmarks, especially better than ordinary exercises." Guihai Lingzun obviously doesn't think there is anything worth reading in Li Qingshan's belly.
"Okay. I see. Seniors, please lend me the jade slip again."
"what are you going to do?"
Li Qingshan's eyes were gleaming: "I want to offer a book."
The jade slip traversed a long arc and fell into Li Qingshan's hands. He immediately closed his eyes and started to record a novel into it. After a while, he returned the jade slip to Hai Lingzun.
""The Legend of the White Ape King", was this written by you?"
Guihai Lingzun furrowed his brows and was slightly surprised, relying on his spiritual sense to be quick. I have read more than 100,000 words in a blink of an eye.
"Exactly, how do seniors feel?"
This is Li Qingshan's real and only original novel, and it is really serious.
"The words are humble. The characters are dull, and there are messy low-level martial arts. It's really smelly and long!"
Suddenly, Guihai Lingzun read hundreds of thousands of words, but it was a series of bad reviews.
Li Qingshan knew that it was not the material. The author of "The Legend of the White Ape King" was originally based on the messy low-level martial arts to attract readers. In the original small world, few people would criticize the content, but it was given such evaluations. Unhappy.
At this moment. The badge on his chest lit up slightly, and a few pieces of mysterious wood sign were thrown over. He grasped it in his hand and looked at Guihai Lingzun in surprise.
Guihai Lingzun said indifferently: "But there are some things that can be taken. If you want to make the world a unified world and everyone is equal, you are quite kind and courageous. Anyway, it has some length, which can be worth a few pieces of mysterious woods and a few contributions, okay. , I accepted this book."
Although it is a bit like a beggar, Li Qingshan is still very happy: "Thank you, senior!"
Anyway, this is also his "pro son", who has put in a lot of hard work, and it is better to sell it than to be worthless. And this is not just a few pieces of mysterious wood signs and a few contributions, but an opening door.
Guihai Lingzun was about to leave, Li Qingshan said: "Senior, don't leave, I still have it here!"
"Um?"
What Li Qingshan contributed again is not his own book.
In the world of Wuzhou, the gods descend, searching the world in desperation.
There have been hundreds of novelists in Kyushu since ancient times. Although novelists have not been very prosperous, they have a long history. After a long period of panning, many classic works have been left behind.
While speaking with Guihai Lingzun, Li Qingshan searched for these books with the will of the god of the world, and entered them into the jade slips through the deity.
The world of Wuzhou and the human world are blocked by the invisible realm. Only the climbing vines can communicate with each other. Otherwise, even a grain of sand will not be brought over. However, the knowledge and memory between the deity and the clone are common, and this is enough NS.
"Well, this one is a bit interesting, and the words are much smoother and more beautiful..."
Guihai Lingzun nodded slightly, showing satisfaction, and even slowed down a little bit of reading speed, with a sense of enjoyment, but he finished reading in an instant.
The badge on Li Qingshan’s chest shined again. This time he harvested a few pieces of brass. It is not too rare and precious, but it is a very good start. He has already seen Lotte's bad luck in losing the gambling game. Dedicated a book.
Guihai Lingzun glanced at him and got interested, so he just gave Li Qingshan a jade slip so that he could keep typing and reading it uninterrupted. In fact, he rarely has the opportunity to read so many quality novels continuously.
Because he has a high-sightedness, it is difficult for the novels collected by ordinary disciples to enter his Dharma eyes, and the rewards are not much higher. And those companions, waiters, and servants, although they value this reward more, do not even have the qualifications to enter the sky. Although they can also donate some books through the bookstore, their scope of activities is very narrow and they can be searched. Books are even more limited.
As for the disciples who enter the hall, they often don't pay attention to this reward. If you have this free time, it is better to do something else, and you can harvest more contribution bookmarks, let alone true disciples.
For all these reasons, and because he reads books too fast, he often only reads some old books repeatedly.
He knew well that these books were definitely not written by Li Qingshan, and he could probably guess that Li Qingshan was brought from a certain world. These novels originated from the accumulation of one world, so that they can have such quantity and quality.
Inferring from the exercises he offered, the world he is in may have entered the Age of Domination, or even destroyed. Anyway, there are books to read, so I don’t care about these trivial matters. I read one after another with my concentration, and urged: "Hurry up, hurry up." (to be continued) R466
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