Is the author's interference with the story increasing?

Listening to the author's voiceover, I couldn't help but think about such a question. In the story of "proving the truth with force", the author's will overrides the logic of the story itself. In the story of "The Avenue of Love", the author simply blatantly shows a sense of existence in the story. What exactly does he want to do?

At this time, the plot has been carried out to the distribution of Hongjun treasures, and all the great powers on the futon have gained. There are only Hongyun Dao people, who have obtained purple qi but have not obtained magic weapons.

"Hongyun Daoyou, since you have obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi, you can be regarded as a destined person. I'll give you this Killing Spear. The protagonist Hua Lian Daoren turned around and stuffed a murderous innate spirit treasure into Hongyun's hand. Hongyun didn't know that he had been handpicked as the protagonist's harem, and was startled when he received the magic weapon.

Fortunately, Hongjun spoke out to appease him: "Hualian Dao people are born with great power, since she has taken a fancy to you, you can accept it." ”

The protagonist hurriedly took the opportunity to pretend to be a wave of force. Facing the puzzled gazes of the people in Zixiao Palace, she smiled lightly, and unscrupulously released her breath, ancient and powerful, spreading for three thousand miles, and it was really more powerful than those of us who were born in the wilderness.

(Three lives and all things, so three thousand miles is an imaginary number, in fact, it means infinite, Xiaolian is very powerful~)

Tsk, this voiceover was so exciting that I was about to complain, and the picture began to switch.

The scene changed abruptly, and I realized that I had come to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and muttered to myself, "Where is the opportunity for sanctification?" I had some ideas that came to my mind, and I was just so close to having a flash of inspiration. ”

The five-colored light flashed, Kong Xuan fell in front of me, and said arrogantly: "Poor Dao is in accordance with the teacher's decree, and I am here to remind Niangniang: birds and beasts are not as beautiful as the shape of the ancestral gods." ”

"Oh, so there's no witch clan, isn't it?" I replied. Yes, the normal form of the Wu Clan is the muscular male appearance of Pangu. This is one of the least successful man-making prompts I've ever seen.

Kong Xuan obviously didn't expect my answer, a trace of panic flashed on his arrogant face, and he immediately calmed down: "Dao Ancestor has a saying: Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things." Now there are only two lich clans in the flood wilderness, and they don't deserve the number of 'three', but they are afraid that they are not beautiful. ”

- Villain, don't make things difficult for my family Kong Xuan, let's make people obediently.

The protagonist said to me with a fundamental consciousness.

- It turned out that you quietly transmitted the message to him, no wonder he reacted so quickly. Let me ask you, what does the author think, why should a disciple guide me? Are you the protagonist trying to suppress my generation?

Guidance is originally an exchange between peers, and even has the meaning of half-master and half-apprentice. I'm a dignified saint, and I actually have to be instructed by a disciple of Zixiao's fellow disciples, don't you think it's a bit excessive? When I see the protagonist Hualian Daoren in the future, what should I call it?

- Here's what the author thinks: I'm already holy, and of course I don't need this merit. It's better to let Kong Xuan go, it's a chance. He has deep roots, and it is difficult for him to attain enlightenment, and he is relying on the help of merit. By the way, you just had a bad attitude towards Kong Xuan, and I saw Kong Xuan's psychological activities through the outline: the hypocritical Nuwa obviously doesn't care what I say, so she has to pretend to be polite and disgusting.

- I was wrong to treat him well, did he have masochistic tendencies? When Kong Xuan came over, should I whip him with a leather whip and let him call me the queen, so that he would be happy.

- You can try it next time. The protagonist replies with a smile.

- Wait, when did you become holy, why don't you have saints?

- Oh, when I was wandering around in the wilderness, I suddenly saw a small grass on the ground, and I felt something, and said, "My life is up to me, not heaven, and the Tao is ruthless but affectionate", and I became holy. Because I am a low-key person, I have reined in the vision of sanctification. Cut, what is low-key, it is clear that you can pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger in the future. As he spoke, the protagonist himself began to complain.

INTERVIEWER What kind of enlightenment is this? Kill three corpses? Merits and virtues? Justify the Word with Force? It doesn't feel like it. We tossed hard for a long time, so we might as well go and see the scenery. According to this logic, Hongyun has been holding Hongmeng Purple Qi for so many years, it is really better to commit suicide.

- If you continue to be verbose, you will break away from Nuwa's personality and cause the story to restart.

I quickly pretended to be enlightened, took local materials, pinched a few clay figurines, men and women, and lit them with essence blood. Sure enough, the clay figurines came to life. I pulled the gourd vine on the side with my hand, and threw it out with mud, and suddenly the mud spots turned into mud figures. Even if you pinch a man according to the appearance of Fuxi and Pangu, how does Nuwa pinch the key part? Could it be that she has seen it? I couldn't hold back the malicious thought in my heart.

"The way of heaven is above, and my Nuwa created a new clan for the flood wilderness, and from now on, it will be named the human race." Seeing that the number of Terrans was about the same, I put down the dirty gourd vine and said loudly.

With a pop, a large yellow mass fell from the sky and smashed on my head.

The great merit descended from heaven and instantly fell on my body, and together with the Hongmeng purple qi in my body, my Dao line quickly climbed and came into contact with the Heavenly Dao at an infinite height.

Lights: Shrouded in auspicious light, the glow is colorful.

Music: The fairy sound is ethereal, all over the wilderness.

Audience: The momentum of the saint spread in an instant, and all the beings in the desolation knelt down one after another.

Oh, yes, the arrogant Kong Xuan never bows his head, he only secretly remembers me in his heart.

After becoming sanctified, I flew directly to 33 days away, and according to the plot, I opened up Taisutian to live, and accepted congratulations from people from all walks of life. Of course, the protagonist, who disdains to be in the same stream as the world, did not come. As the villain of the small-bellied chicken intestines, I immediately added a grudge against her.

After that, I calmly consolidated the saint realm in the dojo, completely ignoring the life and death of the human race.

According to the outline information sent by the protagonist's fundamental consciousness, the Hualian Daoist in the plot should already hate me for this, thinking that I was born without raising, and I am not worthy of being the Holy Mother of the Human Race, nor is I worthy of being a Mixed Yuan Saint.

Alas, to be honest, according to the author's standards, what is called responsibility and nurturing?

The Terrans I have created are all adults and are born with intelligence, so why can't they be left to fend for themselves? They are not newborn babies who are unable to take care of themselves, and they need to be cared for by their mothers at all times.

That's right, the current human race is weak, does not know how to cultivate, and has no life skills, and may be preyed upon by fierce beasts at any time.

But what can I do? How far do you want to grow the human race?

When the Three Emperors and Five Emperors ruled the world, the human race was considered strong, right? But they are still fragile and will be preyed upon by prey. At the time of the War of the Gods, the human race was already civilized and civilized, right? They are still fragile and will be preyed upon by prey. Moreover, the human race is born with intelligence, and wisdom is to the human race what sharp claws and fangs are to the tiger. I created this unique talent and specialty of the human race itself, how can I say that I have no power to protect the human race? If I create a tiger with fangs and claws, will the protagonist also think that I am not responsible?

According to the progress of human civilization, when will I be considered to be considered a meritorious person? Do you want to exterminate all the beasts of prey in the world? I'm still a demon saint.

As for not knowing how to cultivate—first, even if I teach the exercises, not everyone has the qualifications to practice. Second, judging from the development trend of human civilization, cultivation is not the mainstream. If I forcibly teach everyone to cultivate, then the human race will not be a race, but a sect of cultivation.

There is also the aspect of life skills...... I think the author may have forgotten one thing: Nuwa was born a great sage, and she was born with a very powerful cultivation. As far as Nuwa is concerned, she has never experienced anything like drilling wood for fire, building nests and sewing clothes. She'd never heard of these life skills. It can even be said that the power of the whole flood and famine, including the three clears and the two saints, no one will do these things. Because everyone has supernatural mana in their bodies, they don't need it at all.

These life skills of the human race have been explored and created by generations of great sages. Except for the protagonist, who has traveled through later generations, others really don't know how to do these skills. Even if I wanted to teach, I couldn't do it. If I put on Nuwa's skin and do something she couldn't possibly know, then I need to restart the story.

"I have my own reasons for abandoning the Terrans." I deliberately cast a spell in the Wa Palace to show the situation of the human race in front of me, "Hua Lian Dao people are smart and forcibly let Kong Xuan teach the way of survival of the human race. But I don't know how much trouble it will cause in the future. ”

The accompanying virgin Jin Feng stood aside, with an expression on her face that seemed to understand but did not understand.

It doesn't matter if you understand it or not, I'm just taking the opportunity to make a statement, so that I can clear my name in the future, turn the situation around, and break this story.

That's right, I've figured out how to deal with this story routine. The first step of the method is to let the protagonist Hualian Dao people suffer the consequences.

"Jin Feng, you go to the door of the dojo to guard for me. No matter who comes, they say that I want to consolidate the sainthood and retreat for 20 years. ”

"Yes, sissy."

Twenty years should be enough for the current development and growth of this group of human races. That's my chance to let it go.

(Because Xiaolian was also a girl in her previous life, she hates women who give birth to children but don't raise them.) Children are the best gift a woman can get~)

The sweet and greasy author's voiceover sounded and made me want to tune her into a silent mode.