Chapter 738 No Abbreviation
"It's over, it's over, Mr. Shanfeng will start tormenting once he draws this kind of orthodox fairy manga, Lao Huang, you died so badly!"
"This world view is so big. It is said to be a closed pen work. It may take a long time to paint. It seems that Teacher Shanfeng will not leave us for the time being. I am happy."
"Is Persimmon trying to avenge Lao Huang and train hard to become number one in the world, and defeat Wang Xianzhi to get back the six swords?"
"Upstairs, do you think Teacher Shanfeng is you, how could such a bloody routine appear?"
"Ah, I'm in love, Nangong Pushe must be a woman, I bet 5 cents!"
"Pull it down, admit it when you bend yourself, think about it carefully, how could it be a girl who is so cute?"
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The Internet is still as lively as ever, even more lively than ever. After all, this work of Shanfeng has become a topical masterpiece before it is officially released.
As the final work of the pseudonym Shanfeng, everyone did not expect to choose the orthodox Xianxia route. Everyone thought that Mr. Shanfeng, who is a powerful and unconstrained style, would come up with some wonderful settings.
But there is still something new, which is the style of the story. As long as you have read Shanfeng's previous works, you can find that this "In the Snow" is obviously much stronger. Because it is produced by a master, so this pretentious style will not arouse everyone's disgust, but it will add a lot of points to the work.
This also caused countless readers to burst into tears when they saw Lao Huang died at the head of Emperor Wudi's city in the first volume, looking northward.
Probably everyone has never thought that such a slovenly old man, with missing teeth in his mouth and sticky grass on his head that he doesn't bother to take care of, would have such a great charm.
As soon as this volume came out, Lao Huang's sword case immediately became the hottest peripheral product nowadays. Fortunately, Pei Mingyang had the foresight to build a large number of them a long time ago, and took the opportunity to make a lot of money.
In addition, many well-known critics gave a very high evaluation of this comic. The reason is naturally because there are too many dry goods in it.
Whether it's the sword fight between Lao Huang and Chu Kuangnu, or the sword nine "six thousand miles" on Emperor Wu's city, in the words of persimmons in the comics, it is: "All his mothers are high-level skilled workers."
It's not even a manga, it's just a martial arts classic, abbreviated as a book...emmm, there is no abbreviation.
Even those who don't read comics will rush to buy a copy and come back to think about it. If they can comprehend a trick and a half from it, it will definitely be a blood profit.
For Du Ziyuan himself, it doesn't matter whether these tricks can be understood or learned by others. If the Emperor Sword is really so easy to understand, he wouldn't have been tortured so badly by the Queen of Heaven back then.
He is more concerned about another matter now.
The Wen sisters seem to be leaving the customs.
He and Zhang Tianguan stood outside the door and waited. Zhang Tianguan walked around like a husband waiting for his wife to give birth. Du Ziyuan was dazzled by him, so he simply grabbed him: "Why are you so nervous?"
"I don't know either," Zhang Tianguan smiled wryly, "Anyway, I'm just nervous, and now I really wish I could be tied up with a rope."
Du Ziyuan curled his lips: "You are still the son of the Emperor of Heaven, so you can't learn from me? Calm down, calm down, do you understand? Mount Tai collapsed before him without changing his color."
At this time, the door opened, and a figure walked out from the door.
"Xiao Cui?" Du Ziyuan recognized her immediately, it was Wen Cuilong. At this moment, Wen Cuilong was wearing a red dress, a brand new hairstyle, and her walking was a little awkward, as if there were bugs crawling on her body.
Du Ziyuan sized her up carefully: "There hasn't been any change? Xiao Cui, how do you feel?"
Unexpectedly, after "Wen Cuilong" opened her mouth, she said, "Teacher, you mistook me for the wrong person. I am Xiaohong."
"Huh?" Du Ziyuan opened his mouth so wide that his jaw almost fell to the ground, "You, you, what are you talking about?"
Just now, Zhang Tianguan was still calmed down, but the speed of this slap was slightly faster.
Wen Hongyue, shouldn't that be a muscle mass as strong as a prefabricated board? Now it turned into Wen Cuilong?
[Oh, yes, they are twins. ] It was only then that Du Ziyuan remembered that there was such a setting. He didn't expect that his younger sister would look so similar to her older sister after losing weight.
At this time, Wen Hongyue pulled the clothes on her body and complained: "It's so uncomfortable, this clothes are uncomfortable to wear, what kind of broken skills, my height has shrunk after practicing."
Zhang Tianguan heard this, and quickly said: "This is a normal phenomenon. You used to be swollen, but now that your golden body is condensed, not only your aptitude has increased, but your strength should also have increased a lot."
"Really?" Wen Hongyue waved her hand, "I don't feel anything."
"How about you punch me?" Zhang Tianguan said.
"You?" Wen Hongyue hesitated, "Is it all right?"
"It's okay, I'm a god. Although this is just a clone, it's not so easy to be, ah—" Zhang Tianguan was punched away by Wen Hongyue before he could finish speaking.
He drew a scientific arc in the air, and his head and feet plunged into the beach like a headlong onion.
Du Ziyuan said to Wen Hongyue: "Wow, you wouldn't be so cruel, would you? He is a prince after all."
Wen Hongyue looked innocent: "He asked me to beat him himself, and I didn't expect him to be beaten so hard."
Du Ziyuan said: "This is the avatar of a god, and its combat power is comparable to that of the Great Lord of the Tribulation Realm. Even if you are defenseless, it is not so easy to be knocked away by a Melting Heaven Realm. It seems that your strength has really increased. A lot."
"Really?" Wen Hongyue showed joy when she heard the words, and hurried over to pull Zhang Tianguan out.
"Thank you, it seems that my strength has really grown, haha."
"It's okay, pfft—as long as you're happy." Zhang Tianguan smirked while spitting sand. Although it was absurd that he planned to pursue the two sisters at the same time, he was really sincere, so he still felt it was worth it to make Wen Hongyue happy, even if he was beaten all over his mouth.
Just when he was about to make persistent efforts to deepen his relationship with Wen Hongyue, a figure walked out of the room again. It looks exactly like Wen Hongyue, this time it is the real Wen Cuilong.
As soon as Du Ziyuan saw her, he felt something strange: "Huh? Xiao Cui, are you going to break through?"
Wen Cuilong nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, teacher, I'm lucky. After practicing the secret technique this time, I was lucky enough to touch the threshold of Void Concentration."
"Then you've really made a lot of money." Du Ziyuan said sincerely.
The five stages of cultivating immortals are Yang, Tian, Xu, Jie, and Xian. Among them, it takes about ten or twenty years to achieve the state of spiritual cultivation, but the time spent in the state of melting sky will increase tenfold. Wen Cuilong was able to break through from the state of cultivation to concentrating in the void within two years, and this speed would definitely scare a lot of people.