Plagiarist Superstar in Another World

The Spirit Flower Pavilion is the only super-large sect in Datong Mountain. Although it has a ‘flower’ in its name, it is available to both men and women.

And the more you walk up the mountain, the more colorful the flowers are fighting each other, not like the winter season, and the air is surprisingly warm.

Until Xuan Yi passed Song Ren and Lin Miaoke, everyone stopped curiously.

This is a continuous hall similar to the Author Certification Guild. It is also dressed in ink and blue, and more importantly, there are many bookcases and the voices of men and women flipping books, thinking and discussing.

There are some paintings and blank rice paper hanging on the wall, and sometimes someone looks surprised and thinks about what kind of pen writing to write, and then it is brought to others to appreciate.

“Senior Xuan, is this the rumored Masterpiece Pavilion of the Spirit Flower Pavilion?” Although Lin Miaoke, who came to the side for the first time, did some homework for the Spirit Flower Pavilion before.

Don’t look down on the tacky name of this book, but since its establishment, it has produced 2 Epoch writers, 4 Boutique, and 6 Premium authors.

For nothing else, it claims to gather all the masterpieces that can be collected on the mainland, analyze and appreciate them here, and then follow this line of thinking to come out with another style of Novel.

According to Song Ren’s previous words, it is to analyze those best-selling books that have achieved good results, and form a large team to analyze each sentence, the use of each word, the description of the characters, the development of the story, and so on.

Learn and imitate a book.

The core is to write a good poem for the most successful person in the book, or a description similar to prose.

Because only if you really understand the role of the protagonist or supporting role in the book, when you do it, you can easily portray your supporting role successfully.

The paintings on the wall are the portraits of characters in some successful books, and below is your appreciation and appreciation of his or her existence.

Song Ren even saw the printed versions of “Zhu Xian” and “Tomb of Gods” on separate rows of shelves, all from Author Certification Guild.

There is also a slogan above: [Have The Ability To Hit Me ‘Ah?

Looking at this long list of slogans, Song Ren twitched cheekily.

Just analyze, why use terrible words like ‘Dissection’.

Do you want to be so thrilled?

On the side near this row of bookshelves, there are dozens of hanging pictures on the wall, each marked with a place of origin.

For example, the first picture shows a woman with a bell and a smile on her face, wearing a water-green shirt.

[Bi Yao, from “Zhu Xian” heroine, Demon Sect Ghost King Sect Sect Master Ghost King and the idiot daughter, Ghost King Sect Sect Master 1000 gold, the book first met the protagonist Zhang Xiaofan in the River Sun City market … 】

Below is a compliment and analysis of dozens of different fonts.

[Jade green skirt jade green skirt, remember your loved ones deep in the dark.

Blood holes in life and death, Heaven and Earth Confederate Black Bamboo Forest.

One thought but begging for nothing, consigned to eternal damnation, I am willing.

After the sad and strange flowers flew, 1000 ancient bell sounds so far. 】

Next door are dozens of portraits of Lu Xueqi, Xiaohuan, Zhouxian, Tian Buyi, Tian Linger, and wild dogs, as small as the golden finger of Soul Eater, the little gray monkey, and so on.

It’s true that you can break the cocoon into countless small parts.

There are also “Tomb of Gods” that have already been completed, and even “Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade” is out.

Song Ren stood stupefied for a while.

Are you playing too big?

Lin Miaoke has looked at 4 places, and the entire Masterpiece Appreciation Pavilion has nearly 1000 people walking around, frowning and thinking, and it is more library than library.

all around There are other books by Premium, Boutique and Epoch writers.

Song Ren even saw ten bookshelves labeled [Sage’s Composition] above.

Niu Fang, Sage’s Composition can get it.

However, there were no portraits or people staying there, even in the corner, there was some dust on it.

It seems everyone knows it, Sage’s Composition is not so easy to parse and imitate.

Xuan Yi just wanted to say something, and suddenly the complexion changed, and his hand trembled.

She looked towards Song Ren, who was staring at Sage’s Composition. She suddenly closed her eyes slowly, and opened them a long time later, her eyes turned red: “Mu Yuan, you accompanied Song Gongzi and Lin Young Lady here, I go out for a while.”

After speaking, I looked towards Song Ren, and my face was soft: “Little Song, if you want to see it, it ’s free. Even the few Sage’s Compositions are fine. If you are tired, ask Mu Yuan to take you back to the mountain and rest eat.”

Mu Yuan aside, if she heard correctly, the Master had just told him to “command” himself.

It’s just a person who attracted the fire ape to donate the fish dragon roar. Why should I tell myself?

Why did Master suddenly change his attitude so quickly.

Song Ren has long wanted to see what the so-called Sage’s Composition looks like. I have n’t had a chance before, but this time it ’s just like: “Okay, thank you Senior.”

Xuan Yi nodded and turned towards the door, while Song Ren pounced on the dusty bookshelf.

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On the top of the mountain, Old Drunkard stood with his hands on his shoulders, wearing a small round cap and black glasses, looking at the misty mountains in front of him.

I really miss it.

call out!

A wind howling flew past his face, and Old Drunkard just tilted his head slightly, then avoided it, and then smiled bitterly.

“I haven’t seen it for so many years, why is it still such a bad temper,” Old Drunkard turned his head, looking at Xuan Yi holding a long sword not far behind him.

Xuan Yi trembled, his sword screamed, and he pointed at Old Drunkard, his voice trembling: “You are alive, you are alive. I buried 78 graves, I buried 78 graves.”

Xuan Yi hissed with exhaustion, shouting almost roaring.

Old Drunkard’s eyes darkened suddenly, and his head looked down in pain: “I’m sorry, I really tried my best, and didn’t bring all the brothers back. As for your big brother and second brother, indeed, they fell.”

After Old Drunkard said this, the sword in Xuan Yi’s hand suddenly fell, and his whole body seemed to be evacuated.

After getting Old Drunkard’s sound transmission, she still had a glimmer of hope, but at this moment she heard her ears, and then she crouched down and covered her face with tears.

He had planned to teach him a lesson, but now he is completely relieved by this sentence.

Old Drunkard came slowly, squatting down and gently pats Xuan Yi’s back.

“Can you take me to see those graves, I haven’t seen them for years.”

Xuan Yi suddenly lifted the head, staring at Old Drunkard: “Who is it, who is it? Is it Sikong Bitu? Tell me, I have been waiting for this answer for decades.”

Old Drunkard shook his head, his face guilty: “I said I don’t know, do you believe it?”

“letter!”

“Thank you!”

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