This is a simple thatched hut of about 100 square meters, with the thatched hut as the center around a fence with a radius of seven or eight hundred meters, inside the fence, people in twos and threes get together to laugh and discuss. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the guidance of Yu Fang, Yin Chuan and his group of five walked in.

"Yu Fang, I've brought someone over again."

As soon as he entered the fence, someone greeted Yu Fang.

"Hey, Lao Chu, the person I brought this time is not simple." Yu Fang smiled hesitantly, looking smug.

Lao Chu pursed his lips and glared at him, "You have said that every time, and we haven't seen anything special about the people you brought." ”

Yu Fang pulled Yin Chuan to approach Lao Chu, his eyes were also open, and he glared back, "Lao Chu, look who this is." ”

"Damn, it won't be that Wendou genius." Lao Chu looked at Yin Chuan and shouted in surprise.

The exchange group of Heilong Province is naturally from Heilong Province, and Lao Chu is also a five-star author like Yu Fang, and their circle is very concerned about new geniuses.

Looking at it from a distance just now, seeing Yin Chuan and the others, Lao Chu's heart moved, in fact, he recognized Yin Chuan at first sight, but he just pretended not to know, and it was easy to talk

This shout attracted the eyes of all the surrounding four- and five-star authors, and even some of the scholars faintly drifted their eyes here.

In the same province, they are all people in the same circle, and the slightest disturbance in the circle can't escape everyone's eyes, not to mention that what Yin Chuan has done is not just a storm.

Yin Chuan crossed Yu Fang, looked at Lao Chu, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand, "Don't dare to be a genius, start a two-star author, Yin Chuan." ”

"I have admired the daimyo for a long time." Lao Chu shook hands happily.

After some introductions, Yin Chuan and several people can be regarded as integrating into this circle.

Several authors who had been talking and laughing with Lao Chu before also gathered around, and a group of more than ten people found a table to sit down and began to talk about the novel.

During this period, Yu Fang recounted what he had heard about Yin Chuan's breakthrough from others, which attracted the admiration of Lao Zhu and others.

When the other authors around saw Yin Chuan joining the discussion, they didn't rush forward to invite, but their eyes glanced here from time to time.

Yin Chuan and the others were discussing Zhenghuan, and a sharp voice suddenly interjected, "I heard that there is a genius author here?" ”

As soon as the discussion at the table stopped, they all looked at the people who spoke, Yu Fang and Lao Chu looked shocked, and then got up and saluted.

"Hiroki-sensei."

Teacher Guangmu is not Yu Fang and Lao Chu's teacher, but only an honorific title for him, and Guangmu is also an out-and-out genius writer in Heilong Province.

became famous at a young age, and now he is already a peak nine-qi scholar.

Lao Chu and Yu Fang were together, and everyone got up and called one after another.

Yin Chuan looked at Guangmu carefully, his eyes were deeply sunken, his nose was collapsing, his two lips were together and he was trying to tilt upward, and his arms naturally hung down to his knees, like a monkey.

Hiroki didn't pay attention to Yu Fang, and rolled his small eyes, "I heard that you have a genius author here, let me see if it's worthy of the name." ”

Hearing Guangmu say this, Yu Fang chuckled in his heart, the name of Guangmu's genius was that he was small-minded, and he was looking for trouble with Yin Chuan, and he didn't know why Yin Chuan offended him.

"I heard that genius's name is Yin Chuan, it's you."

Yin Chuan also heard the unceremonious tone in Guangmu's tone, ignoring Yu Fang's constantly suggestive eyes, he nodded and said, "Enlighten the author, Yin Chuan." ”

"Say you're a genius, you really dare to admit it, I've heard one or two things about what you do, grandstanding, not doing business, thinking about fame all day long."

Yin Chuan frowned, he didn't know where he offended this genius Nine Qi Scholar, it stands to reason that they shouldn't have anything to do with each other.

Thoughts turned, and with a flash of inspiration, yin chuan's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and he was still looking for trouble without contact, he thought of the Chengtian organization that had been targeted at him before.

As Hiroki said these words out loud, the eyes of the surroundings converged here.

Yin Chuan thought of Chengtian's brows furrowed even tighter, looked at Hiroki who looked like a monkey, and whispered softly, "Whether I'm a genius or not doesn't seem to have much to do with Hiroki Sensei." ”

Hiroki narrowed his small eyes and said fiercely, "It doesn't have much to do with me, but if you get in the way of my eyes, you can't do it!" ”

Guangmu's clothes are windless and automatic, and the air around his body is blurry, scholars, and imperial envoys!

"I'm here to teach you a lesson, so that you can set your mind to write a novel."

Yin Chuan's eyes were solemn, and he felt invisible pressure both psychologically and physically.

Guangmu stepped forward with a palm, seemingly light and weak, but with a piercing whistling sound, and the palm seemed to be slowly and quickly imprinted towards Yin Chuan.

In this palm, Guangmu did not use the skills obtained by breaking the chain, but purely used the Wen Qi, and even so, Yu Fang and the others were constantly retreating.

Yu Fang can retreat, but Yin Chuan can't retreat, because this palm is aimed at him, and he can't dodge.

When Yin Chuan's pupils contracted, the thought had already been conveyed to his mind, and the obscure feeling flowed in his heart, and the sword pointed out at the same time, pointing to the palm of his hand to refer to the knife.

Electricity and stone fire, the sound of breaking wind reached the highest, and then disappeared into silence, Yin Chuan and Guangmu each took a step back, seemingly equal, but the sharp-eyed people found that there was a very small gap in Guangmu's cuffs.

This discovery made everyone gasp, and the two-star author vs. scholar actually had the upper hand!

Although Hiroki didn't use the Broken Chain skill, it was enough to shock them.

Taking a step back, Hiroki blinked his eyelids lightly, covering up the coldness in his eyes for a moment, and snorted coldly again, and the air around him suddenly became cold.

"If I can teach you a lesson with the first chain, Yin Chuan, you can be proud."

It was a hot day, but a snowflake slowly fell from the void, standing vertically on the tip of Guangmu's index finger, and the radius of a hundred meters became more and more cold.

Behind Yin Chuan, Jian Donglai quietly put his hand into his arms, touching the family heirloom, his violently beating heart soothed, and all his attention was focused on the snowflake.

Not only Jian Donglai, but the scholars present also looked at Xuehua with solemn expressions, this is Guangmu's famous skill, absolutely frozen.

A burning flame can be instantly frozen into an ice sculpture fire lotus, not to mention a human!

Hiroki raised his index finger high, and the white snowflakes sparkled in the purple sun, and when the momentum exploded, it shocked the audience, and a burst of singing suddenly spread throughout the audience when the snowflakes were about to come out.

"Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, you are really amazing, the Five Elements Mountain can't suppress you, and a Sun Xing ...... pop up"

Time seemed to stand still, and the atmosphere inside the fence became eerie, and one scholar couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This singing voice is so suitable for the shape of Hiroki, Hiroki himself is like a monkey, this finger to the sky, the shape of holding the land with one hand is really bluffing.

Another scholar took advantage of the joyful atmosphere, and Hiroki inserted himself into the field at the moment when he was discouraged, and coughed lightly, "Hiroki, you have received your magical powers, and the author is not allowed to fight privately at the gathering, and no one can disobey it, just do it again." ”

Hiroki was still in that position, his face changed and became extremely ugly, his index finger trembled slightly, and a pair of eyes stared at Yin Chuan as if he was going to eat him.

"Turn over a heel fight, 108,000 miles, shake the majesty ......"

Yin Chuan's face was slightly embarrassed, he rubbed his eyebrows, and asked in a soliciting tone, "Teacher Hiroki, why don't I answer the phone first?" ”

This sentence, this tone made Guangmu angry, but a scholar blocked Yin Chuan, and now he is difficult to ride a tiger.

"Hiroki, the person you continue to work on is coming, why bother with a junior."

The other scholars also came to persuade him, and the snowflakes dissipated, and Hiroki came down the steps, his breathing still undulating.

The sleeves of his shirt waved, and when he left, he snorted coldly: "Yin Chuan, you are very good, I am looking forward to your performance in the future, let's see." ”

Guangmu walked out of the fence and walked in the direction of Linggong Temple, it was too embarrassing to not be able to stay here.

Yin Chuan thanked several scholars, and after some greetings, it finally quieted down, Yin Chuan took out his mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was Brother Jue's.

I called back, and thanked Brother Jue for making it impossible to find the north.

When such a thing happened, everyone was naturally in no mood to discuss the novel again, so they said hello, and Yin Chuan and the others returned to their thatched huts.

Jian Donglai and others also took advantage of this spare time to code words and upload novels.

Yin Chuan closed his eyes and realized the sword path inherited from Song Que, and today's actions of Guangmu reminded him of Chengtian, and he had a sense of urgency.

Flowers, grasses, trees, and trees can all be knives, so doesn't it mean that knives are alive!

Life has essence, qi, and spirit, what is the essence of the knife, what should it be, on the jade casting peak, Yin Chuan constantly perceived, drawing inferences from one another.

Under this kind of understanding, he unconsciously entered the realm of selflessness that he only touched when writing novels, and at this moment, he faintly merged with Yuzhufeng.

Yin Chuan felt the majesty of the Jade Casting Peak, and felt that it was like a heavenly sword standing tall and unyielding.

I don't know how long it took, after the end of the understanding, Yin Chuan's blank eyes returned to normal, "My will can become the essence of the knife, the surrounding environment can become the qi of the knife, and the god of the knife is my desire to defeat the enemy." In this way, the knife has life! ”

Yin Chuan walked to the dining table, picked up the chopsticks, and held them horizontally in front of his eyes, and then he gently let go, and the chopsticks were suspended in the void without force!

The thought flashed, and the chopsticks flew crookedly, but after a while, they fell to the ground.

Yin Chuan exhaled, stepped forward to pick up the chopsticks, and looked excited, "Imperial Knife." ”

In the next two days, Yin Chuan's small team discussed the concept, outline, and outline of the novel with other authors during the day, and gained a lot.

In the evening, Yin Chuan continued to comprehend the way of the knife, the nine turns of the golden body, and of course, he did not forget to upload his novels.

Two days passed in a flash, and when I got up early in the morning, I saw that everyone looked excited, tidying up their appearance, even scholars were no exception.

Because today is Wenbi, the writer will come forward to preside.

The bell rang in the Linggong Temple, and the authors began to gather here.

"What do you think Wenbi will be? You don't have to be so excited to see the writer. Zhou Fatzi, who was woken up by Ge Hong early in the morning, yawned, and his expression was not at all happy.

Jian Donglai also knew what was going on in Zhou Fatzi's family, and his parents were both writers, so he pursed his lips and expressed his disapproval, "A double writer, of course Zhou Fatzi, you are a teenager who doesn't know what it feels like." ”

There are already a lot of people in front of the Linggong Temple, and there are still people who keep squeezing in, hoping to get the guidance of the writer.

The bell stops, and Yin Chuan and the others will arrive.

The closed door of the Linggong Temple opened, and more than 10,000 people stared at the figure who was about to come out of the door.

Writer, Su Wang!