Chapter 702 Book

Just like the world of Zhang Qingyuan's previous life, most men had a dream of transforming into Ultraman to save the world when they were young.

people of this world,

Whether it's a mortal or a low-level cultivator in the spiritual realm, why didn't you ever think about the fate of heaven and immortality when you were young?

So does the old man.

It's just that with the passage of time, the beatings of reality will make every delusional person recognize the reality and be an honest asshole.

Not everyone is the protagonist of a mundane novel.

Compared with going out to pick up a brick, it is a spiritual tool. You can get a spiritual medicine by stepping on a pile of dog shit.

The reality is far more cruel.

Every year, young and energetic, holding a sword in his arms, he will learn to roam the world, and become a big man like the protagonist in the novel.

However this turned out to be good.

More fell directly on the side of the road and turned into white bones, disappeared into corners no one knew about, and became fertilizer for weeds.

It was the half of his life that he had lived that made him more aware of how big a person like him was compared to that big person sitting high in the clouds!

This is the distance between heaven and earth!

The big men are high above, looking down on all beings, and they are the ants drifting in the wind among the mortal beings.

But when I think about the protagonist of the novel.

The old man suddenly remembered the novel Xiaoming Xiuxian Biography that has recently emerged on the island with the inn storyteller.

Since this novel was introduced to the South China Sea, it has become popular among the lower-level mortals and low-level practitioners. It is even rumored that some high-level bigwigs like to read this book.

That novel, the turbulent plot, makes people addicted, reading it from beginning to end, it is like drinking half of a bucket of ice water in dog days, it is refreshing!

The old man has lived most of his life and has never heard such an exciting story.

Even if his heart of struggle, which had been extinguished long ago, could not help but drink two barrels of hot wine, get on a war horse and set off again, and walk the world with swords, it is worth living in this world!

It's just that when his energy is over, thinking about his old bones and his family, the old man can only shake his head with a wry smile and a sigh.

But a heart is cold,

But I still listen to this story from time to time, and even if I can't do it, I can imagine it.

It is said that the book has been out for thirty years.

But it is still enduring to this day, but it has spread more and more widely with the passage of time.

After that, many unscrupulous and ordinary writers tried to imitate, but after all, they painted tigers according to cats, and they did not learn the essence and readability at all.

This is a divine book that is rarely published in a thousand years.

According to some great cultivators, the person who described this book is likely to be a great master who has successfully practiced and adapted it based on his own experiences in his spare time in seclusion.

As for why the description of the high-level realm in the book is wrong, some people think that it may be deliberately done by the senior, just to prevent the low-level cultivator from reading the novel and making others go astray.

but,

Some of the powerful techniques and martial arts in it may be real.

Even some good people, according to some ideas and concepts in the book, began to create some techniques and martial arts similar to the book.

It is said that some people have actually succeeded!

And the power is not too weak!

Thus,

But it has further contributed to the fame of the Xiaoming Xiuxian Biography!

certainly,

This is limited to advanced monk readers.

For the old man, whether the ideas in the book are true or not, the mighty forces that call for wind and call for rain and destroy mountains and rivers are too far away from him.

At this moment, he and more ordinary mortals, the low-level cultivators of the Lingyuan realm are thinking,

Who the hell wrote this book? !

Why don't you write halfway through!

And it was cut off at the climax! ! !

God knows how many buffalo beasts are rushing in his heart when the old man knows that this divine book has gone directly to the climax!

In fact, it is not only him, but more readers who have read this book!

For nearly thirty years,

That Xiaoming Xiuxian Biography spread more widely, and it also caused more resentment from people.

Although over the years, it is not that no one has tried to continue writing, but like those who copied it, they are all dog-tailed sequels.

Most of them can only deceive some novices, but anyone who has read it several times can feel the huge gap.

The old man heard people say,

The bookseller who published the book that year,

Because I couldn't find the original author, I was approached by some irritable readers.

Among them are the big ones.

It's old now.

"Hey, I don't know who the anonymous guy is, what's going on now, what a good story, why is there no more below?"

The old man was thinking with a cigarette stick in his mouth, and he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

Right at this moment,

A ray of light swept across the sky, swept across the sky, and within a few breaths, it crossed a distance of several miles, flew through them high in the sky, and fell into the center of the Yuelian Islands.

Whoa!

At this moment, the people around made an uproar, and they all looked up to the sky, looking at the sky with admiration, but all they could see was the conspicuous trace of the sword light that gradually disappeared.

The figure in the sword light was completely invisible.

The same is true for the old man and Wang Dagang,

At this moment, there was a sigh in my heart.

This is the big man above them. They are like ants, and they can pass in front of you, but you are not even qualified to see other people's faces!

......

At this time,

Zhang Qingyuan, who has already fallen into the island, naturally doesn't know what the islanders living under his command are thinking at the moment.

Entering the back garden of his own house on the island without any hindrance, Zhang Qingyuan's consciousness swept the bustling scene of people coming and going in the port at will, and he couldn't help showing satisfaction.

"It seems to have developed well during the time I was away!"

After staying in the Yuelian Islands for these years, although Zhang Qingyuan did not directly manage various affairs on the island, he continued to improve and guide the development direction by relying on the so-called knowledge of the previous life, so that the island's self-cultivation economy was rapidly improved and developed. faster and faster.

monthly running income,

Even the current Zhang Qingyuan cannot completely ignore it.

With the development of the Yuelian Islands, the expansion of the cultivation cities on the island, and the growth of his own forces, he has since then been able to stay at home, obtain resources such as various spiritual medicines, and refine the elixir needed for his own cultivation. medicine.

"It's good to have a force to serve me, at least to refine some medicinal pills needed for my practice, I don't need to run around the world to collect materials, not to mention the profit income of these spirit stones, which provides a solid guarantee for my practice. . …”

Feeling the prosperous scene of the Yuelian Islands this month, and feeling the huge number of low-level cultivation workers who are constantly striving for the development of the island.

Zhang Qingyuan couldn't be more satisfied than this.