I write novels to become a saint

In just a few days, earth-shaking changes took place in the senior leadership of the party. Emperor Qianyuan passed away, and the empress ascended the throne. None of the old party officials who attended the banquet that day returned home.

But for the people at the bottom, none of this has anything to do with them. They still need to eat, drink, and work.

The reason for this is nothing more than because the eldest princess belongs to the new party, and the people of the new party are eager for the eldest princess to inherit the great rule, so they are the ministers of the dragon. The new emperor needs them to maintain the rule, so naturally they must be reused. Happy to work hard.

Of course, Emperor Qianyuan also played an indispensable role in this process. He summoned the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, so that when the coup was completed, all the people in the old party who could speak were controlled by the eldest princess. Didn't get any splashes.

Lin Qian left Chang'an in the third month after he stabilized the situation. This time, he left Chang'an with his eldest brother and younger sister. After returning to Hongdu Mansion, he set off from Hongdu Mansion with [-] cavalry , to various places in Dagan.

Rectify the noble gentry and preside over the reform!
Of course, he was not as tough as he was in Hongdu. For the stubborn gentry, he only dealt with the main culprit, and for those gentry who did not commit crimes enough to kill their heads, he only confiscated the land they illegally occupied. And family property only.

Of course, such gentry are rare in Daqian.

Such a drastic and tough reform naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, but under the suppression of [-] cavalry, they could only suppress their dissatisfaction back to their stomachs.

It's not that no one thought of rebelling, but it's a pity that the students of Xingtie Academy have already spontaneously traveled around Dagan, telling the people everywhere what Lin Qian did in Hongdu Mansion. Their rhetoric can't be fooled at all The common people, so that those who wanted to rebel were submerged in the ocean of the people before they rose up.

When the common people heard that Master Lin was coming to the state capital where they were, they all ate pots of oatmeal and went out of the city for a dozen miles to meet them.

Lin Qian, who came from Blue Star, of course understood the importance of publicity work.

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and Lin Qian had already completed half of the major reform work. While reforming, he did not stop writing novels. He had already settled his position. He was a porter who brought Blue Star The best works are moved to Dagan, so that the people of Dagan can also feel these beautiful things.

In addition to martial arts, Lin Qian also began to write long web novels such as "The Lord of the Mysteries" and "The Officials of Qin", which also caused quite a stir in Dagan and accumulated a lot of talent for Lin Qian.

In addition, Lin Qian did not leave behind vernacular novels, such as "Diary of a Madman", "Medicine", and "The True Story of Ah Q", which shocked countless people.

Because of the success of the reform, he can be considered to have completed Lide, and in just half a year, he was promoted to half saint again.

……

In the West, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, outside the Fusang Wooden Roof, the black crow-like three-legged Golden Crow's lair, a burly figure appeared out of nowhere.

"If he is allowed to develop like this, we will have nothing to do with us in this world."

"So what, this world was created by the master. As the representative of the master, even if he dominates this world, even if he becomes a saint, I can't help it."

The three-legged Golden Crow stretched out its feathers lazily, and said nonchalantly.

Touman sneered, "If you really don't care, why did you tell me the way to surpass the first rank?"

"Idle is also idle, it's interesting to watch you guys slapstick."

"If I'm not wrong, your master should have passed away, right?"

Touman stared into the eyes of the three-legged Jinwu, and said word by word.

Finally, the three-legged Golden Crow put away his lazy look, and after a while, he suddenly grew bigger and bigger, laughing so hard that his feathers were trembling, "Hahaha...you really know how to joke, my master is a saint beyond the first rank, who can tell me?" How did you get him?"

"I'm not here to talk nonsense with you, and you don't have to hide it anymore."

Touman, who was still a little uncertain at first, had 100% confirmed this guess in his heart after seeing the reaction of the three-legged Golden Crow, "The reason why you do so many things is to revive your master, right?"

"I don't know how you want to resurrect your master, but our goals should be the same, otherwise you won't help me."

"You help me unify this world and surpass the first rank. I will help you revive your master. How about we join forces?"

The three-legged Jinwu restrained his lazy expression, and nodded after pondering for a while.

……

Lin Qian didn't expect that the Yaozu would join hands with the barbarians. Although Dagan had had a lot of friction with the Yaozu over the years, the Yaozu did not have a large number of people after all, so they didn't need so many territories. They have been lurking in the extreme all these years In the land of the west, the rise of Dagan should not threaten the Yaozu.

But that's the truth, Lin Qian frowned as he looked at the monster and barbarian coalition forces outside Chang'an City.

Especially the black crow covering the sky and the sun in the mid-air of Chang'an City, judging from his aura, he is not much worse than the barbarian Martial God next to him. They never knew before that there is even a rank strong in the Yaozu .

Originally, it was enough to deal with a Martial God, but now with a first-rank powerhouse from the Yaozu, they have no chance of winning this battle.

He didn't know what promise the barbarians had made to the Yaozu, but they were able to persuade the other party to do it.

boom!
Following the flapping of the crow's wings, a fireball with a radius of several feet descended from the sky and landed on the Great Array of Chang'an City's moat, smashing the bright yellow shield of the moat and shaking it violently.

boom boom boom...

After one fireball, the sky filled with fireballs rained down like plantains, and the rain fell on the large formation protecting the city of Chang'an.

Seeing that the great power of the country was being consumed under the bombardment of this fireball, the eldest princess in a dragon robe felt her heart was bleeding.

Misfortunes never come singly, at this moment, the barbarian Touman also took a step forward, and a phantom of a human figure several hundred feet high appeared behind him, and as Touman swung his fist, the fist of this phantom also ruthlessly bombarded On the big formation of Chang'an City's moat.

This is a magical skill that belongs exclusively to the Valkyrie, and it follows the sky and the earth!
[Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River is coming from the sky! 】

With a clear shout, finally, the half-sages couldn't bear it any longer, Shixian Taibai took the lead in launching an attack, and a long river of sword energy descended from the sky, bombarding the crow that blocked the sky.

Swish!
The three-legged Golden Crow just waved its wings casually, and scattered the river of sword energy.

But at this time, the attacks of the other semi-holy people of the human race had also arrived, and a piece of bronze emitting a strange green light suddenly arrived, and when the three-legged Golden Crow scattered the river of sword energy, it slammed on its wings.

puff!
With a soft sound, a smear of blood appeared on the green copper, piercing through the flesh, even piercing through the three-legged Golden Crow's wings.

The originally lazy three-legged Jinwu suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked at the young man in the crowd.

There was no doubt that this green bronze was cast by Lin Qian, who had been promoted to the semi-holy queen.

It's a pity that the green copper is only the size of a fist. For the three-legged Golden Crow, which is hundreds of meters long, such a wound is not much different from being bitten by a mosquito.

But this also made him withdraw his contempt, and the fire and rain in the sky disappeared, and it began to deal with it seriously.

At the same time, Touman, who was originally bombarding the large formation protecting the city, turned his fist around and joined the battle group when he saw the semi-sage of the human race coming out.

All of a sudden, outside Chang'an City, there was a mess standing in mid-air.

The common people looked up at the sky and felt that they were as insignificant as ants. If it wasn't for the protection of the large protective formation, they would have been affected by the aftermath of the battle, and the entire Chang'an city would probably be in ruins.

Bang!
Soon, Li He was hit by the Man God's punch, and the body protection Confucianism on his body dissipated like a bubble, and he himself was like a hit baseball, spewing a cloud of blood mist, and flew into the distance involuntarily.

The balance of victory tilted sharply at this moment, and then one after another, people were either hit by Touman, or bombarded by the three-legged Golden Crow fireball...

There are fewer and fewer human saints in midair.

Originally, it was very difficult for them to deal with a barbarian god Touman, but now that the three-legged Golden Crow joined them, their defeat was already doomed.

boom!
With another punch, Touman saw the right opportunity, turned into an afterimage and came to Lin Qian, and punched the tree trunk that protected his body.

The trunk deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, then made a harsh creaking sound, and finally dissipated. The remaining force of the fist hit Lin Qian, making him feel as if a dump truck had hit him head-on, and his whole body went limp instantly. It was blank, with no idea what was going on outside.

At this moment, the huge size of the three-legged Golden Crow shrank suddenly, turning into a crow the size of a palm. In a flash, it had already come behind Lin Qian who was flying upside down.

It has already noticed the little guy who controls the green copper. Except for Shixian Taibai, this little guy can bring him a sense of threat, so he naturally wants to take the opportunity to get rid of it.

Ding!
But at this moment, a white shadow appeared in front of the three-legged Golden Crow, and the clear long sword touched its sharp beak, making a crisp metal impact sound.

boom!

First there was a crisp impact sound, and after a moment of silence, a circular aura spread out in the center of the impact, and the fearful aura shook the shield of Chang'an City's moat.

At the same time, Lin Qian who was behind Li Bai was pushed out.

This moment of respite allowed Lin Qian to slowly recover, but it did not help the situation on the battlefield in the slightest. At this moment, there were very few who could still stand in midair.

Even Li Bai's white robe was stained with flowers of blood, and the corners of his mouth were continuously overflowing with blood.

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this!"

Lin Qian, who was flying upside down in mid-air, couldn't help feeling desperate. The gap between the first and second ranks was too huge.

Scenes and scenes of coming to this world appeared in front of Lin Qian, from the first time he wrote a biography that caused a shock in the literary world, to the song "1 years is too long, just seize the day and night" that attracted the vision of the way of heaven, and the article of the way of heaven in Fucheng opened up to the sky Road, to eradicate the plague, fight against the southern witches, protect Hongdu, drive out the northern barbarians, and outsmart the sixteen cities of Yanyun... Then lead a big reform...

He originally thought that no one could stop the rise of Daqian, but he didn't expect that just the arrival of two people would kill all his fantasies.

Click!

There was a sound like breaking glass.

Lin Qian looked up and saw that Cao Mengruan's Ningrong State Mansion, which had displayed the semi-holy domain, was shattering like a bubble.

The shattering of the semi-sacred realm means the fall of the semi-sacred realm. Even if Cao Mengruan survives, he will never be able to step into the semi-sacred realm for the rest of his life.

However, at this moment, Cao Mengruan's originally shattered domain seemed to be gathered by an invisible force, and phantoms flowed in the domain. It was a person walking in the Ningguo Mansion, and they were performing Cao Meng Stories from Nguyen's novels.

Under this force, he recovered quickly again!
At this scene, not only Lin Qian was stunned, but even Touman, the perpetrator, was stunned.

In these years, he has fought countless times with the semi-saints of the human race, and has killed many semi-saints, but he has never seen a shattered semi-saint domain that can automatically recover.

This scene made Lin Qian suddenly think of the content of the two people's exchange that day, and the scene where Cao Mengruan described him being promoted to a semi-saint.

Cao Mengruan was promoted to a semi-saint through novels, so his semi-holy domain is different. Everyone else is a land of one continent and one mansion. Only Cao Mengruan is a scene in his novel.

Although Cao Mengruan always thought that his semi-saint domain was too small, and said that he was the weakest existence among the semi-saints, but after Lin Qian was promoted to the semi-saint, he found that although the other semi-saints had a large domain, they always felt that they were weak. There is a sense of unreality, of incompleteness.

However, the small Ningrong State Mansion gave Lin Qian a complete feeling, as if this place really existed.

At that time, he was thinking that maybe Cao Mengruan's way of being promoted to semi-saint was the right way.

But what is the core of promotion in this way?

Lin Qian has been thinking about this question, but has not found the answer.

But right now, when he saw Cao Mengruan's semi-holy realm restored, he suddenly found the answer!

It is the power of civilization!

When he came to this world, Lin Qian had been wondering why the writers he was familiar with existed in the world, but not all of them, such as the legendary Master Kong Sage, or the Mo Sage and Bing Sage in the contention of a hundred schools of thought...

It seems that there are no traces of other saints in this world!

When he saw Cao Mengruan's domain, he suddenly thought, what if this world is a story written by a certain sage?
So the key to becoming a saint is the thickness of the story?
That being the case, is China's 5000-year heritage enough to help him break through to become a saint?
Like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, Lin Qian ignored the battlefield where he was already at an absolute disadvantage. With a thought, he immersed himself in the palace of literature. At this moment, he was lying on the ground as if he had died, and no one noticed at all. to him.

[Pangu opened the world...Nuwa created man...Shen Nong tasted a hundred herbs...The emperor ruled the Central Plains...]

Lin Qian splashed ink and wrote the world in his mind on the wall of the Wen Palace. As Lin Qian wrote, pictures emerged in the vast world of Lin Qian Wen Palace, as if he was interpreting the world in this world. The story of the world in his mind.

【Heaven does not give birth to Zhongni, eternity is like a long night! 】

Suddenly, the people who were still fighting fiercely turned their eyes to Lin Qian's direction.

The next moment, Touman directly gave up on Li Bai who was still entangled with him, and shot towards Lian, where he felt a very strange fluctuation.

【Nothing in the world is weaker than water, but those who conquer difficulties are invincible, the best is like water...】

Lin Qian didn't know what was going on outside, but he didn't stop writing. The world had long been in his mind, and now it was pouring out from his pen like a flood that broke a bank.

boom!
A wave slapped over and knocked Touman back.

Touman was horrified, the power of the wave just now was even more terrifying than his rank one Martial God!
At this time, Li Bai, who was about to rescue Lin Qian, also froze in place, and immediately came back to his senses, "This, is it a vision?!"

[The world is all white, but I am alone in black...]

【Your son is not a fish, you know the joy of fish, your son is not me, you know...】

As Lin Qian wrote in the palace of literature, scenes began to evolve in the outside sky, and figures came and left gracefully.

The three-legged Jinwu also reacted at this time, looking at the figures in the sky in horror, with such a posture, such a demeanor!
She has only seen it on her master.

"Could it be that these are all saints?"

A horrifying thought appeared in her mind, and she couldn't believe it, but her instinct told her that the promotion of the young man in front of her must be destroyed!
While waving its wings, the three-legged Golden Crow also came to Lin Qian's side. However, a figure in a white robe glanced at her indifferently, and with a slight wave of his sleeves, she involuntarily retreated far away.

The three-legged Jinwu couldn't describe the horror in her heart, she was a master of the first rank!
And what was in the sky was just a phantom, even in front of such a phantom, didn't she have the slightest strength to fight back?
And that phantom look in the eyes, she felt that the other party really saw her, but just this one glance made her heart shattered, and she no longer had the courage to act.

All of a sudden, Lin Qian's surroundings were full of visions, which made it impossible for the two first-rank masters to get close. Touman even retired, his eyes were wandering, he was already searching for an escape route.

Lin Qian was lifted up into the air by a mysterious force, and the vision around him was also seen by the people in Chang'an City.

Everyone was deeply shocked by this scene. They couldn't imagine what kind of world this is. In this world, saints walk everywhere?

But Lin Qian still didn't know about all this, he was still immersed in writing about the world in his heart.

【The people are the most precious, the king is the least...】

[Cars on the same track, books on the same text...]

Touman looked at the three-legged Golden Crow beside him with some puzzlement. He didn't understand why the vision around Lin Qian's body had such power. Logically speaking, even if Lin Qian was promoted to a Confucian saint, it was nothing more than a relationship with Lin Qian. They are just the first rank, why is there such a big gap?
Only the Three-legged Golden Crow understood that this world was created by her master, whether it was martial arts, monsters or wizardry, they were all occupations deduced from her master's research, and the first rank of these paths was not the real first rank at all.

The real first rank can only be Confucianism and Taoism saints!
At this moment, everyone stopped and looked towards the mid-air where the vision was disillusioned.

"This is a sign of the coming of the saint!"

The three-legged Golden Crow muttered to himself, he was originally the pet of a saint in this world, and the saint was not a saint in the early years, and she had seen such a scene back then, it was the scene when his master was proving the Tao.

"how come?"

"how come?"

The three-legged Jinwu couldn't believe everything in front of him. This is his master's world. No one can prove the Tao and become a saint here. His master said back then that if he wants to become a saint, he must have the world in his heart.

And this world is only created by her master, no one can become holy through her master's world.

He lied to Touman that as long as he ruled the world, he could surpass the first rank, but he knew that in his master's world, no one could surpass the first rank, and no one could become Confucianism and Taoism. Die, and then resurrect the master with the blood sacrifice of the soul created by the master.

【Princes and generals have a kindness...】

【Today, even though I am dead, I am still the Overlord of Western Chu...】

Li Bai looked at the illusions that kept appearing and disappearing in mid-air, his eyes were a little blurred.

He has been pursuing the way of becoming a saint for thousands of years. He can feel that he is getting closer to a saint, but it seems that there is an invisible but indestructible shackle that imprisons him, making it impossible for him to step out of this final step. .

When he saw the visions that kept appearing around Lin Qian, he could be sure that this was a sign of sanctification!

"But how did he do it?"

【Kou can go, I can go too...】

[Study the time between heaven and man, understand the changes of the past and the present, and become the words of a family...]

[Although I am not talented, I am willing to take the head of the ten thousand armies and present it to the prime minister...]

[The emperor has the way of the emperor's death, how can he add a sword to his body...]

The pen in Lin Qian's hand was writing faster and faster, and his eyes were also a little blurred, as if he had fallen into the world written by his pen, or in other words, he was already in the world written by himself.

He didn't realize that while he was writing these stories, his literary palace world was undergoing tremendous changes.

First of all, there are only a dozen or so stars in the sky, but now they are scattered all over the place. Countless bright stars shine down, making the whole world of Wengong continue to expand and evolve, as if to walk in this short period of time. After finishing the stories written by Lin Qian, we will complete the 5000-year history of China!

[The subject is willing to submit, and is willing to respect His Majesty the Tang Dynasty as the Khan of Heaven...]

[Shaking the mountain is easy, but it is difficult for the Yue family's army...]

[Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk...]

[Killing millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, the sword at the waist is still bloody...]

[The capital is the foundation of the country, and those who advocate moving south will be killed without mercy! 】

[If you don't fight for one life, you will fight for a hundred generations, but I will fight for the name of all generations...]

In the city, Song Zhiwen looked at Lin Qian who was getting more and more terrifying in mid-air, and couldn't help trembling.

It was fine when Lin Qian was a semi-saint, he was also a semi-saint after all, Lin Qian had nothing to do with him, but if Lin Qian became a saint, I'm afraid he would be in trouble.

Glancing at Qin Hui and the others beside him, they all saw what the other was thinking, and immediately nodded their heads with a flash of sternness.

"Lin Qian, if you don't stop, I will kill your brother and sister, Yong'an and the queen in front of you!"

A moment later, several half-sages took Lin Zhen, Lin Xinyun, Yong'an and Princess Chang'an to the outside of Chang'an City.

Ironically, when facing the three-legged Jinwu and Touman, they did not dare to leave the city, but seeing that Lin Qian was about to become a saint, they came out.

"Song Zhi asked, what are you doing?"

The eyes of the half-saints of the human race were tearing apart. They were never afraid to speculate on these people with the greatest malice, but they never expected that they would be so despicable.

The people in Chang'an City were also eye-opening. When they saw Lin Qian surrounded by visions, they thought they were saved, but who knew that such an accident would happen.

[Everyone has a conscience, and there is the law of heaven in their hearts. Therefore, everyone can become a saint, and with conscience, knowledge and action are one! 】

Finally, Lin Qian wrote the last stroke!
He heard Song Zhiwen's shout and saw everything outside.

The moment he stopped writing, everything that happened outside flooded into his mind, giving him a feeling that everything in the world is under control.

Lin Qian opened his eyes and looked at the old party's half-sages, their eyes were so indifferent that there was no emotion.

"die!"

As the words fell, Song Zhiwen and the others were shocked as if struck by lightning, their eyes turned gray and defeated, and they fell softly from the sky.

It's like the summer insects suddenly came to winter, the power of nature, no one can reverse it!

Lin Zhen, Lin Xinyun and the others stood in midair out of thin air, like walking on flat ground.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

The three-legged Jinwu's face was filled with astonishment, and his words followed suit. This is the power possessed by a true sage, and he actually proved himself to be a saint!
Touman's eyes sharpened, he stomped his feet, and rushed towards Lin Qian in mid-air with a bang, and then fled towards the distance at a faster speed in the middle of the impact.

However, Lin Qian just glanced at him. This first-rank Martial God who made dozens of semi-sages helpless, just stopped in midair out of thin air, like a bug frozen into amber. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't help it. Move half a minute.

Touman's eyes were full of fear, he never imagined that the gap between the first rank of martial arts and the first rank of Confucianism and Taoism was so big!

……

In winter, the heavy snow makes the world white, and the white land is so clean.

A carriage is leisurely moving forward on this snow-white land, but under such severe cold, the horses pulling the cart seem to be unable to feel the cold, and move their horseshoes briskly, showing a humane joy demeanor.

In the carriage behind it, a girl in a snow-white sable fur cloak opened the curtains, looked at the outside world with a blushing smile, her face was full of joy, as if she couldn't feel the cold either.

"I listened slowly, the sound of snow falling, imagining that it would never stop..."

In the carriage, the young man was holding a strange musical instrument in his hand, and it made a pleasant sound as he fiddled with his fingers. At the same time, he was singing softly, which was inexplicably pleasant.

Of course, for girls, as long as it is sung by young people, then no matter what it sounds good.

The girl looked at the snow scene outside the window for a while, and at the man in the car for a while, but couldn't tell whether the snow scene was more beautiful or the scene inside the car was more beautiful.

If it is possible, she hopes that this moment can last forever. If it is necessary to add a time limit, she hopes it will be 1 years!

There was no doubt that the two were Lin Qian and Yong'an.

After the great battle in Chang'an, the reform was a foregone conclusion. With the support of Lin Qian, who had become a Confucian saint, no one could stop the implementation of the reform.

The eldest princess is ambitious, and the whole country is booming. The common people no longer have to worry about the land being taken by force, and they can live a life that they never imagined before.

After completing the reform, Lin Qian also resigned from all positions, and took Yong'an Tiannan Haibei to play.

It's been 16 years now!
Suddenly, a towering city wall in front blocked the carriage.

Lin Qian put down the guitar in his hand and opened the curtain of the car, only to realize that before he knew it, they had arrived at the Great Wall of the North, Qingyunkou where he had fought bloody battles.

At this time, Qingyunkou was also covered by heavy snow, and the scene of the great battle from that year could no longer be seen.

But presumably they don't regret it. They like to watch the waves of rice beans, and the heroes everywhere. Presumably these heroes who died in Qingyunkou will be very happy if they see the lives of the people in Dagan today. Their sacrifice was worth it.

With a thought, the carriage has already arrived on the Great Wall. With this situation, a word came to my mind again.

[Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but mangmang;

The mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax figure, wants to compare with Tiangong test.

On sunny days, look at the red dress, which is extremely enchanting.

There are so many splendid rivers and mountains, which has attracted countless heroes.

Cherish Qian Huang Han Wu, a little less literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, a little less coquettish.

Genghis Khan, a generation of Tianjiao, only knew how to bow and shoot big eagles.

It's all over, count the romantic figures, and look at the present. ] (End of this chapter)