Chapter 48: Ten Thousand Immortal Pavilion
"When a protagonist really gets the golden finger, I think the first point of attention should be money, money in reality, modern society is a money society, with enough money, in order to have the corresponding matching status and rights, which has a vital role in the protagonist's future practice, so, the protagonist's next thing to do is to seek money......"
"I think that strength is the priority, only the corresponding strength, can match the corresponding wealth, if the protagonist's strength is not enough to keep him safe, no amount of money is to give people a wedding dress......"
"Or that it is right to pay equal attention to money and power, but in the highly modern real world, how strong does an individual's strength have to be to protect himself? All three of us have had the plot of the novel so conceived, and we have all done the corresponding reasoning, and it is certain that unless it is to achieve the god-level strength of one person against the world, otherwise, the protagonist will undoubtedly lose, and Daoyi's writing is obviously not suitable for writing the kind of writing of the individual against the world, and it is necessary to write the tense and exciting atmosphere of the conflict between the individual power and the real collective force as if it were immersive, so as to write a real climactic plot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"So, I think safety and privacy are the most important things."
"No, isn't that too embarrassing? Obviously, with the golden finger and the strength, he still has to be wronged and pretend to be a mortal, which is too embarrassing......"
"But only in this way will there be no tragedy, the protagonist is not an orphan, not a lonely star, there are parents and friends, if you don't do a good job in safety and secrecy, the result will inevitably attract the covetousness of the people in the real world......"
"Isn't that bad? It just causes a sense of conflict, and under the intensification of the plot, a series of blood, or tragic, or ......"
"Don't forget, my writing is to be real, not neutral, under the premise of such a setting, there is no doubt that more attention is paid to security and secrecy......"
"But the difficulty is how to keep it safe...... secret"
"I don't think it's a problem, you can hide the protagonist behind the scenes, and be the mastermind behind ......the scenes."
"It's okay to do that, but the protagonist needs to have some supernatural and unconventional means, isn't the setting of the protagonist a real practice? Wouldn't that seem out of place? β
"No matter so much, we write books for readers to see, but also for ourselves, but the biggest premise is to believe in ourselves, and believe in ourselves, so that it is possible to make book friends fascinated and substitute into it, if you are afraid of this, consider that, naturally you can't write anything good, you can only imitate the routine plot of copycat others, so what's the point?"
"It is also reasonable, every qualified author must be a paranoid......"
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"Okay, let's stop talking for now, and now we should think about what the protagonist is going to do in the first step of his real-life practice?"
"According to the normal logic of thinking, the protagonist should bring out some special products from another world, sell them in reality, and obtain real money and resources."
"It's best to set up the protagonist to have a rich second-generation friend, so that there can be a sales channel logically......"
"Isn't that still a bloody plot? Besides, the setting of the protagonist is an ordinary person, where did so many rich second-generation friends come from? β
"No, no, no, don't I have you two cultivator friends? I think that's a good setting. β
When Zhao Futu heard this, he looked at Wang Xiu with his hands on his chest: "Daoyi, you want to write that I can, but don't write me as a rich second generation of dog blood!" β
Peng Xu echoed at the same time: "I feel that you seem to have some premeditation, let's say, what do you want to do?" β
"This ......," Wang Xiu hesitated.
"Actually, I just want you to tell me how to get started in that circle!"
Peng Xu and Zhao Futu glanced at each other in unison, Peng Xu laughed and said: "I know that you kid can't endure it for too long, I have already guessed that you, who have cultivated your inner qi, how can you not want to enter that circle to start communicating, and we have been talking about the creation of online literature until now, and the purpose is revealed, which is really patient." β
"Hehe......" Wang Xiu pretended to smirk.
"Futu, don't sell it, give him a way to get started."
Zhao Futu said to Wang Xiu with a secret sigh in his eyes: "Okay, just let your kid completely despair." β
"Come with me."
Zhao Futu took Wang Xiu and Peng Xu into his bedroom room, which had simple facilities, only a bed, a chair and a table, a computer on the table, an incense burner in front of the bed, and a faint residual fragrance of nourishing incense in the room.
Zhao Futu stepped forward, with a bang, turned on the computer, and two minutes later, the computer turned on, opened the web page favorites, and with a single click, a small small forum website login page appeared like H Net.
"Uh...... Is that the way it is? Wang Xiuwei was a little stunned.
"Otherwise, do you think you will wait until the lights are dark, take you to drive into the suburbs, and then twist and turn to some hidden place in the mountains and forests? In modern society, there are very few people who stay in the countryside and mountains and forests to practice, and the resources of the cultivation world can only integrate the resources by gathering the strength of the entire circle. β
"Yes." Wang Xiuwei sighed and nodded.
Zhao Futu skillfully entered the password account, logged in, groan! With a soft sword whistle, a gorgeous website interface appeared that was not much more than those famous portals on the Internet.
The back is a 3D dynamic figure of a sword fairy with a fairy sword on his back, in a magnificent unimaginable heavenly palace in the galaxy universe, the backs of all kinds of imaginable cultivators in his mind are in it, and the picture is far away is the plaque of the heavenly palace, on the book [Lingxiao Wanxian Pavilion] five bronzing and simple fonts, very fairy style.
"Ding! Dear Qi Cultivation Period Level 5 real people welcome you to log in to the Ten Thousand Immortal Pavilion! β
"Ding! The [Yang Shen Xiang] you ordered has been made and will be delivered to your home three days later, and this express will be personally escorted by the exclusive Qingyun Sword Express Company of [Lingxiao Pavilion]. Thank you for your support to [Lingxiao Wanxian Pavilion], after the goods are received, remember to give good reviews! β
MM's, this style of painting has changed too much, and the breath of a well-known online payment website in the real world is too heavy, which makes Wang Xiu feel that he can't bear to look at it directly.
At this time, Zhao Futu took out a wooden box from the drawer under the table, which had a seal similar to a Dao talisman, but it had been torn open.
"This is sent by Qingyunjian Express Company, look, this is their logo." Zhao Futu pointed to a small sword pattern on the wooden box, which was intricately engraved with lines like Taoist ghost paintings.