A gust of wind, a white robe, and a long sword.

The holographic projection live broadcast directly progressed to the wonderful plot clips of "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons".

"Okay, readers, let's enjoy the best plot picture of Chapter 271 [Sword of the Gentleman] of "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons." Commentator Zhang Yun quickly introduced the progress of "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons".

The background of "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" is the world of a reader, the world of a reader's immortals, and the world of the manifestation of humane law.

"What is Confucianism? What is the Tao? Is it an immortal? Is it a demon? The man in white said one by one, but the way he spoke was the same tone.

This is the first scene in the picture.

First, there was a silent self-question, followed by an ethereal self-answer. It's just that this question, which originally contained too many uncertainties, appeared in such a tone, and the artistic conception immediately changed, turning into indifference, as if a reader was reciting a book, as if he was not asking it himself.

Such a tone suddenly deepened the image of the man in white in the picture.

"[Ghost of the Other World] is worthy of being a five-star first-line god virtual writer, and his control over the text is perfect." Li Bo said in a suspicious tone, he didn't expect "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" to bring such a surprise as soon as it came up.

Countless readers and book lovers who watched the Virtual Home Channel were also fascinated by such a scene, "What is the situation, when can a person do this, and why can he do this?" ”

The sense of anticipation immediately comes to the reader's mind.

However, this is a question for the general public, but other fellow authors have seen the true skills of being a five-star first-line god at this time, which is the ability to use words to run freely.

Holographic simulacrum technology is based on the text in the human mind to form a picture, but the text skills are different, and the artistic conception is often different.

The slightest mistake is a thousand miles.

For a while, countless people held their breath, and Lin Feng and his sister Lin Xueyou were the same, staring at the picture without blinking.

"Well, is that so?" After the man in white still said in the tone just now, he suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, and affirmed his previous self-question.

The sky is a blue sky, and the clouds, which are white clouds, are the most common weather scenes, but under the look of the man in white, the whole sky seems to have broken down into various elements and returned to the most primitive state.

Wow!

The breeze blew, and the pages of the book on the desk in the courtyard swayed in the wind, turning page after page, like a breeze blowing across the grassland, making a rustling sound of rubbing, and the eyes of the man in white stayed on the pages that kept tumbling, and lines of words were reflected in his pupils.

"Confucianism, Taoism, immortals, and demons." Suddenly, all the small black characters in this book were completely transformed into the four words of Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons, as if the essence was refined after removing its dross.

Swish!

A bang!

Glimpse!

The Tibetan sword was unsheathed, and the three-foot Qingfeng was held in the hand by the slender and white right hand of the man in white, which was lifted here, not held, giving people a light and fluttering feeling, maybe it would fall to the ground as soon as it touched the long sword.

However, this picture gives readers and fans no such feeling at all, because the man in white draws his sword so fast that people ignore everything, as if this is the correct way to use the sword.

After a moment, the man in white leaned forward, his black hair flying, as if he was going to cross the long river of time, rushing to the top of the other side, dancing the long sword very slowly, but the whole person was instantly invisible, leaving only a sword light flashing from various angles.

It's weird, it's fast, and no one can deny the power of this style of swordsmanship.

White clothes, books, long swords, people in white dance swords, just like scholars use swords, Confucianism hides swords!

This is the sword of Confucianism and Taoism.

Ningcheng Qingfeng, who was born in Haoran Academy, saw a flash of sword light, and a sudden hiss came from the high altitude above thousands of miles, and a lark was sprinkled with blood, dyed red with white feathers.

Swordsman, scholar, Confucian scholar!

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles, my sword, I only have one sword." Ning Cheng put away his sword, stopped, and everything returned to a quiet and calm appearance.

"No, Confucianism, Confucianism, Taoism, not only the sword of Confucianism." Ning Cheng frowned, his eyes skimmed to the pages on the desk again, but there was no breeze, the pages stopped, and there was no longer the artistic conception just now.

However, Ning Cheng didn't care about this, but suddenly danced the long sword again, trying to find the artistic conception just now.

The cold light appeared, and the lotus flowers were dotted.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, when a scholar carries a three-foot green peak, it is a sharp edge.

Who said that scholars are useless, and the pen is also heroic, for Ning Cheng, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand is the pen inkstone, in this world where scholars dominate the world, he uses a sword to write on behalf of him, and uses a three-foot Qingfeng to paint.

Mainstream? The last stream?

Qingfeng replied in his hand.

"The Sword of Haoran? No, no, it should be a gentleman's sword! Ning Cheng's movements kept moving, moving slower and slower, but his body became weaker and weaker, "The sword of a gentleman can kill villains, kill rebels, and split ghosts and gods!" ”

"So that's it? Confucianism and Taoism Immortals and Demons are four different moves, and my move is just a Confucian sword? Qingfeng returned to the sheath, and Ning Cheng's heart suddenly brightened.

……

"Hmmm! Why did it stop all of a sudden? ”

"What's going on? What about the picture? ”

"Hey, why didn't you stop, can we play together!"

At the moment when the holographic projection screen stopped, the entire virtual house erupted into a clamor of calls.

"Thirty minutes have arrived, the plot of "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" has come to an end, although the time is short, but we have appreciated the masterpiece of the ghost gods of the other world, I have to say, to be able to win the first place in the monthly ticket list in the entire southwest region, it takes absolute strength." Commentator Zhang Yun sighed.

"Director Li, you can explain and analyze the plot of "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" just now." Zhang Yun threw the question to Li Bo at the right time.

"Ahem." Li Bo coughed twice, organized his language, but was thinking in his heart, the older this cloud gets, the more out of tune.

"Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons, the Sword of a Gentleman. Swordsman, what is the swordsman that we usually come into contact with? On the road to the rivers and lakes, I saw a hero who drew a sword to help each other, and a swordsman who fought for the sake of a beautiful woman? No, it's neither, the gentleman's sword in "Confucianism and Taoism Immortal Demon" is about a scholar's sword, which is more appropriate as a Confucian sword immortal. ”

"What is Confucianism? What is the Tao? It's immortals. It's magic. Ning Cheng in the picture just now made the best explanation, kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for thousands of miles, and go to the end of the world with a sword! ”

"Well, thank you Director Li for explaining and analyzing "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" to us, and then move on to the next book, "Sword Immortals" by the Yellow River Quicksand God, take a look at a different Xianxia!" Seeing that it was overtime again, Zhang Yun hurriedly moved on to the next link.

However, a group of readers are not very satisfied, how can they bear it when they see that the wonderful plot is gone? How can you bear it?

Countless people began to snap up "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons".

"Anyway, why didn't I think "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" was so good-looking before, but when I look at it today, it feels pretty good."

"Not bad??? What level of appreciation do you have? The readers and fans of the Otherworldly Alliance immediately disagreed, but it was a pity that each introduction was only thirty minutes, and the time was too short to show all the wonderful plots.

But such a short holographic projection live broadcast,It has also indirectly increased a lot of readers,Maybe I didn't think "Confucianism and Taoism Immortals" before, but it was completely different under the holographic projection live broadcast.

In just half an hour, the total number of monthly tickets for "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" rose straight up, like a rocket, and the second place "Swordsman" opened a short distance, forming a relatively distinct gap.

"Haha, the first monthly pass this month is our "Confucianism, Taoism and Immortals."

"Yes, the big pen of the ghost of the other world is really sharp, and "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" is indeed worthy of a classic under his pen."

A group of fans of the Otherworldly Alliance hurriedly celebrated, and the readers of "Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals and Demons" also praised it.

"This group of people is really annoying, what they say is true, the "Swordsman" with the big quicksand of the Yellow River has not been broadcast live yet? It's early to see who is first. ”

"Well, that's it, that's it, after the next "Sword Immortal" is broadcast, you can take a look, what Confucian sword, gentleman's sword? In front of the Yellow River Great Sword Immortal, they all had to fall apart. ”

"That's right, let them see what it means to turn the tide, and let them know the power of our Yellow River Book League."

……

"Brother, where are you going?" Lin Xueyou looked at Lin Feng suspiciously, "Swordsman" started immediately, why didn't my brother watch it.

"Go back to the house, I still need to review." Lin Feng explained.

"Oh, brother, come on, try to be on the virtual fiction list in our southwest region as soon as possible." Lin Xue said with a smile.

Lin Feng stumbled and almost didn't fall, is it so easy to get on the virtual fiction rankings in the southwest region? At his current level, going up is not about delivering food, but about experience.

So far, he has been struggling with the virtual of Jiangning No. 1 High School, and he has not yet left the school gate, and other things are still a little far away from him.

The virtual nature of the entire southwest region is a big stage where dragons and snakes are mixed, and it is not something that can float up with a little ability, and whether it can roll up a ripple or not is an unknowable thing.

Lin Feng chose to ignore his sister Lin Xueyou's rhetoric, for him at present, meeting the upcoming college entrance examination is the most important thing, even if he is no longer interested in cultural subjects, he has to work hard to memorize it.

Back in the room, Lin Feng began to organize his thoughts, leaving all the things about the holographic projection live broadcast behind, Star University was his goal, and it was impossible to lose a big one because of a small one.

However, it is not easy to calm down easily and not think about it, his sensitivity to virtual novels makes it impossible for him to completely abandon everything and calm down, sometimes Lin Feng thinks again, how can he have an instinctive pursuit of virtual novels.

"Is it all talent?" Lin Feng smiled and shook his head, these are a little indescribable.

It is true that he has a certain talent in virtual fiction, but he is not exaggerating to such an extent, and the instinctive pursuit and exuberant passion for virtual fiction are sometimes not a good thing, such as the current situation, as soon as you sit down and think of virtual novels, it is difficult to completely calm down.

It was as if another voice in his head was constantly reminding him not to forget about fictional novels.

……

In the master bedroom on the right side of the living room, Lin Feng's parents, Lin Yuejun and Wang Shuzhen, were talking.

"Yuejun, do you think Xiaofeng can be admitted to Star University?" Seeing that Lin Feng took the initiative to end watching the holographic projection live broadcast, Mother Lin couldn't help but ask her husband.

"Who can say for sure? At the beginning, he objected to his choice of virtual fiction major, taking into account this problem, the annual admission rate of Star University is so low, it is not that if you have a talent for virtual fiction, you will definitely be able to be admitted, but fortunately, Xiaofeng is obedient and does not need to put too much pressure on him. Lin Yuejun comforted.

"Well, let's not talk about Xiao Feng first, Xiao Feng has nothing to worry about, there is a way out if he can't be admitted to Star University, but what about you? What's going on today? Wang Shuzhen wondered.

"I'm also confused, but don't worry too much, Jiangning City is so big, and there are more than one or two virtual game companies, and it's not that I can't find a place to work, it's just a little tired." Lin Yuejun sighed.

"Well, that's all there is to it." Wang Shuzhen didn't think much about it, and asked instead, "What about this kid Xueyou?" It's not okay for her to be so addicted to virtual fiction, she doesn't have the talent of Xiaofeng in fiction, and it's impossible for her to make a career out of fiction. ”

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, you don't have to worry too much about Xueyou's affairs, when she grows up, she will choose herself, as long as she likes it, as the saying goes, poor sons raise daughters, since we can't give Xueyou a rich family, but at least give her a comfortable environment."

"You, just as you want." Wang Shuzhen glanced at her husband, but did not speak more.

ps: It's not your own novel, it's not easy to write, it lacks a sense of substitution, and it's easy to explain when the protagonist writes his own novel.