I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 90 Is It Worth It

"Brother Ji Zhen, stay safe and sound!"

"Brother Haoran, long time no see, your demeanor is even better than before!"

"Let's go, let's go to my bamboo hut and have a drink, we won't go home if we don't get drunk today!"

After something happened here, everyone greeted and started talking.

Only Wang Wei and Meng Haoran silently distanced themselves after greeting each other.

It was no secret that he and Li Bai were at odds, but no one knew what kind of quarrel there was between the two. Logically speaking, the two of them and Meng Haoran were both good friends, so they should have some overlap.

However, this did not affect the atmosphere of the scene. The saints have not seen each other for a long time. The reunion of old friends is naturally very cordial. Many fans and fans even regard this as a star-chasing scene.

In Xiayan Mansion, the saints who had been together for three days began to leave one after another, meeting in twos and threes to travel around the mountains and rivers, or to meet not to get drunk and not to return.

Li Bai also soared into the sky and flew straight towards the East China Sea.

After He Zhizhang and Meng Haoran greeted everyone, they rejected all the invitations and also followed, inevitably with worried expressions on their faces.

The East China Sea is no less than tens of thousands of miles away from Chang'an, but for Li Bai, who is a semi-sage and a second-rank warrior, it is only a quarter of an hour.

Before he reached the East China Sea, a group of dark clouds gathered above his head, covering the sky and casting a large shadow, and following Li Bai's movement, he headed towards the East China Sea.

Finally, Li Bai stopped over the East China Sea.

Below is the endless sea, above is the endless dark clouds, between the sky and the earth, only Li Bai in white robe is left.

Lightning began to flicker in the dark clouds, and the terrifying coercion caused the sea level to drop several meters. From time to time, sea fish jumped out of the water trying to breathe more air, but they were pushed back before jumping out of the sea.

The flow of air brought about by the change of pressure makes it windy!
The wind blew up Li Bai's loose long hair, and his robe flew up. He took the wine gourd from his waist, uncorked the bottle, and took a swig.

At the same time, a thunder light descended from the sky, like a divine spear connecting the heaven and the earth.

Click!

What lit up at the same time as the thunder light was a clear sword light!

Under the light of the sword, the divine spear was split open like a dead wood, and fell into the sea from one side to the other. At that moment, countless sea fish opened their white bellies.

Click!

After a flash of thunder, lightning strikes landed one after another.

Hundreds of miles away, He Zhizhang and Meng Haoran, who had just arrived, looked at the scene of lightning and thunder in the distance, which seemed to destroy the world. The terrifying sense of danger made them a little timid as semi-saints, and they dared not take a half step forward.

"He's getting stronger again!"

On Langxu Mountain, Touman stands proudly on the top of the mountain, looking at the direction of the East China Sea, "It's really amazing and beautiful!"

"Shuangxiu of Confucianism and Martial Arts can go so far!"

Although Li Bai is only a half-sage and a second-rank martial artist, but Confucianism plus martial arts, he is only a second-rank, and he can confront him in a short period of time, a first-rank martial god. All were broken.

Just like Lin Qian and Lin Zhen who can kill the sixth-rank Deng Rui when they cooperate with each other, Li Bai's combat prowess is even more amazing. Woolen cloth.

On the hibiscus tree in the west, the three-legged Golden Crow is also looking at the direction of the East China Sea, his eyes are dim, and he doesn't know what he is thinking...

southern border...

Several hours later, the dark clouds in the sky finally began to slowly dissipate, and the scene of lightning and thunder finally calmed down.

When the dark clouds cleared and the sun shone brightly, a figure flew out of it.

At this time, Li Bai's white robe was already tattered, covered with scorched marks, even his face was a little blackened, and his long hair, which was originally disheveled, seemed to have been permed. The temperament is not too good.

With a wave of his hand, a new set of clothes appeared on his body, his face and hair were completely new, as if he was no different from him several hours ago.

But He Zhizhang and Meng Haoran, who have been good friends for many years, knew that Li Bai was injured, and suffered serious injuries. It may take several years to recover.

"Is it worth it?"

He Zhizhang couldn't help feeling a little heartbroken.

Now is the critical moment for Li Bai to become a saint. Let alone a few years, even a minute and a second are precious. Is it really worth it just for a guy who may become a semi-saint in the future?
Li Bai smiled casually, "You poetic madman is not crazy enough!"

"Life is alive, why care about gains and losses!"

He Zhizhang was stunned, that was the temptation of the Saint Realm!
Perhaps, this is where he is inferior to Li Bai!
……

In the carriage to Chang'an, Lin Zhen crossed his knees with his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he was meditating or resting his mind with his eyes closed.

These days, he touched the threshold of the sixth rank of warriors, so he seldom practiced sword anymore. Instead, he meditated like this. Lin Qian didn't know martial arts, so he couldn't give any advice, but he still had great confidence in his elder brother.

Lin Xinyun on the side was leaning against the wall of the carriage, and she had obviously entered the Palace of Literature, but her expression was sometimes joyful, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, and she didn't know what she was looking at, at least she shouldn't be like this when watching "Spring and Autumn". Rich expression changes, right?

With a thought in mind, Lin Qian also entered the Palace of Literature, and suddenly found that "The Legend of Condor Heroes" had received a good response.
Clicking into the comment area, seeing Yishui's reminders, messages such as sending razor blades, a word Sichuan appeared on Lin Qian's forehead.

"As for it? What's the point of this? The plot has only just begun, so you're so excited? If it comes to the wonderful plot later, the entire Dagan literary world will be blown up right away?"

Although Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous in this world, there are also some novels, but obviously the literati are still too conservative. Some of these stories are bizarre and rough, and some are thought-provoking, but there are not many that arouse people's emotions. They can make people feel refreshed. , it just disappears.

"so……"

Lin Qian had a bold idea in his heart. If he directly brought over those cool articles from his previous life, would it detonate the literary world?
After all, many universal values ​​are interlinked, and popular literature such as novels is often more popular with the general public than poetry.

However, Lin Qian was not in a hurry. According to the current speed of "The Legend of Condor Heroes" accumulating talent, it was enough. The talent in the talent pool was already a bit vain. What he had to do now was to sharpen his talent and consolidate his foundation.

Moreover, if you throw out cool texts now, who of you still watches martial arts, wouldn’t it be useless to have a lot of martial arts in his mind? When he travels to this world, Blue Star’s martial arts have completely declined. Because of the impact of Shuangwen.

Lin Qian doesn't know how to do things like exhausting the pond to fish. Although he has a treasure mountain, he doesn't spend it like this.

(End of this chapter)