I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 87 Where Dreams Begin
In the depths of Beiman, on Langjuxu Mountain, there is a majestic stone hall. The stone hall is all made of huge stone blocks that are three feet square and several feet long. The grand shock.

In the center of the hall, there is an equally huge stone chair, so big that even a burly man who is more than eight feet sitting on it still looks small.

"My lord, it has been found out that this incident was caused by a scholar named Lin Qian..."

"ridiculous!"

Hearing the report from his subordinates, the barbarian god Touman snorted coldly, "The current Dagan king is really incompetent, and the opportunity for me to dominate the world has come!"

"The big change I sensed should refer to this matter!"

Touman muttered to himself, and then collected his thoughts, "Modun, you send someone to contact that kid, if possible, draw him over, and give him whatever he wants!"

The same burly man below frowned suddenly, "It's just a little fellow of the seventh rank, is it worth such a win?"

"Humph!"

Touman snorted coldly, "I want to show it to those scholars!"

"This person is the person who is most likely to become a saint in the past hundreds of years. If he completes his virtue and becomes a semi-sage in our northern barbarian, what do you think will happen next?"

Mao Dun's eyes shined brightly, he understood his father's plan, this is the root of the big business!
"What if he doesn't want to surrender?"

"Of course I found a chance to kill him!"

Touman didn't hesitate at all. He didn't want Dagan to have another half-sage. When he thought of those Confucianism cultivators and half-sages, he felt dizzy. Might be able to stop him?

Although these guys are all second-rank and half-sages, they have strange methods. If they accidentally fall into a trap and are besieged, although these people may not be able to kill him, they can seal him.

If it hadn't been for Maodun's rescue in time last time, I'm afraid he would have been on the right path.

This is also the reason why they have only been making small troubles these years, and have not really sent troops south.

Xixi Fusang Mushang, Yao Li happily reported, "Dagan is really stupid. He made such a big fuss because of a seventh-rank kid. It's a joke for nothing!"

The three-legged Jinwu gave him a blank look, and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"(⊙o⊙)..." Yaoli raised his feathers and began to scratch his head.

One hundred thousand mountains in southern Xinjiang.

"Is he the one who should be robbed?"

Granny Tianji muttered to herself, "This person is half of my witch clan blood!"

Said that the light in her cloudy eyes flickered, "Maybe you can try to win them over."

"Emperor Qianyuan is really hopeless, Daqian is a sign of self-destruction!"

"If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead."

However, she who was muttering to herself didn't notice that Granny Feng's face was gloomy, and there was a cold glint in her eyes.

At this moment, she already knew about Jiang Feiyan's death in Changsha Fucheng. Thanks to the Huai family, he also knew that Lin Qian was the one who killed her granddaughter!

"Grandma Feng!"

Suddenly, Granny Tianji turned her head, stared coldly at Granny Feng, and warned, "Before he is likely to be wooed, don't get revenge!"

……

Changsha Mansion, Qishengyuan Street, Lin Zhen did not practice swords, but meditated in the front yard. It seemed that he had reached the seventh-rank perfection of martial arts, and was about to hit the sixth-rank copper skin and iron bone realm. The world of geniuses is like this It's unreasonable.

In the room, Lin Xinyun was packing her luggage.

Three days had passed since that day, and there was no way to delay it any longer. Some things had to be faced after all, and they were ready to set off in the afternoon.

Lin Qian sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, thinking about life.

It is definitely impossible to write a biography now. If I write it again, it will be a bit provocative.

Although Mr. Zhou's novel has aroused a good response and has a good reputation among scholars, it is indeed sharp. If it continues to be serialized, it will inevitably continue to be labeled.

You can't write this, you can't write that!
In the end, Lin Qian came to a conclusion that frustrated him.

But soon, thinking hard in the Palace of Literature, he was attracted by an article in the anthology "Zhao Gan Cizong, Jianghu Qingke, how did Jiang Baishi reach the peak?" "

"('Д`)"

"It's too much like I wrote it!"

Lin Qian was startled, but he was sure that he had not written this article.

After clicking on the details, after a quarter of an hour, Lin Qian had to sigh that the learning ability of scholars in this world is still very strong, but within a few months, there have been follow-up works, and this author's writing style is much better than his own , but the storyline is slightly worse, no wonder it can be included in the anthology!
However, when he saw the author, Lin Qian was dumbfounded. It turned out to be Cao Mengruan, a great scholar!

No wonder this man can write so well!
It's just that he was followed by a great Confucianism!

What does this mean? It's like a small and transparent book that hit the street at a certain point in the previous life was followed by a great god.

Excitement, pride, secret joy... There are all kinds of emotions, but he is happy after all, so he can be regarded as creating a genre, and finally he did not come to this world in vain.

And he can no longer write biographies in the future. There is no way. The government has suppressed this category of novels too severely, killing heads at every turn. Who dares to write?

But Cao Mengruan, who is a great Confucian, doesn't have so many scruples. Maybe the category of "colleagues from other worlds" will be carried forward in his hands.

Next, Lin Qian searched the sea of ​​books again, and found that it was not only Cao Mengruan, but also many follow-up works, but because of insufficient quality, he didn't make it to the list, so he didn't notice it.

If Cao Mengruan and Ruan Daru hadn't done it himself and published it in the anthology, it might have been a long time before he knew that the works that followed the trend had already sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Lin Qian couldn't help feeling a little excited. He still had a lot to say, and he still had a lot of biographies to write!

Lin Qian quickly fell into thinking, "Even if I start a small account and write a biography, no one would think that it's me, right?"

However, Lin Qian still denied this idea, so let's avoid the limelight for now.

After stepping into Confucianism and Taoism, the memory in his mind became clearer, and the literary works he had read were clearly presented in his mind. He was like sitting on a golden mountain. If he didn't use it, he would be reckless.

Why can Cao Mengruan write a biography without scruples?

Because he is a great scholar!

Therefore, it was impossible for Lin Qian to give up this path of quickly accumulating talent.

But there are too many things in his mind, modern poetry, martial arts, online articles, and even songs...

It made him a little difficult to choose, and made him not sure whether he could resonate with people in this world.

Only children make choices, Lin Qian is now an adult, so he made a decision quickly!

When poetry was popular back then, no one could have predicted that Ci would reach its peak in a few hundred years, so who can say that people here cannot appreciate modern poetry?

But the first thing is to build a trumpet!
Qianlin's account has been targeted by the authorities, so it's better to be cautious in words and deeds.

It just so happens that many people follow his works, so create a trumpet. Even if you continue to write biographies, no one can be sure that he wrote them. No, as long as the scale is grasped, there should be no major problems.

After creating a new trumpet called [Feiyun Guojin], Lin Qian started to write again.

【Look at these white clouds gather and disperse, and disperse and gather again, the separation and reunion of life is the same! 】

After finishing the inscription, Lin Qian turned around and wrote the title - "The Legend of Condor Heroes"

Since he didn't know what kind of literature people in this world would accept more, Lin Qian was going to try one by one. First, let's start with the originator of internet literature, martial arts!

【Yue Nv Picking Lotus by the Autumn Water...】

(End of this chapter)