The second stunned man opened his eyes wide, staring straight at the black roof made of thatch and mud, and the old quilt covered with his body was already dark yellow, and he couldn't see his original appearance, and there was a faint musty smell as if it were nothing.

This is the beginning of the legend of mortal immortal cultivation.

To be honest, the beginning of the Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation was not very good.

There are no abilities, no magic, no golden fingers, and it is written like martial arts.

According to the memories of an editor in later generations, he did not sign a contract because he felt that mortal immortal cultivation was a martial arts work.

However, perhaps classic works are as dull as they are used to at the beginning.

Jin Yong's martial arts novels are.

The same is true for mortal immortal cultivators.

The first chapter, which didn't have much new ideas, was written by Zhang Ning with a quick keystroke.

Seeing Zhang Ning's fingers flying, as if he didn't have to think at all, Ni Kuang's eyes widened on the side, and he couldn't believe it.

This, this......

While looking at the screen, he looked at Zhang Ning's fingers, and at the same time, while looking at Zhang Ning's face, Ni Kuang was full of surprise.

It's just that at this time, Zhang Ning wouldn't care whether Ni Kuang was surprised or shocked.

He only wrote out the legends of mortal cultivators in his memory.

In the blink of an eye, an hour has passed, and 5 chapters have already been written.

Look at the word count, 16,000 words, more than 15,000 words.

"How?"

Putting down the keyboard, Zhang Ning looked at Ni Kuang.

At this time, Ni Kuang still couldn't believe it, and drove Zhang Ning out of front of the computer and kept looking at the screen.

Until, when Ni Kuang was sure that Zhang Ning really wrote 15,000 words in an hour, Ni Kuang looked up to the sky and sighed, "Sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach." ”

After speaking, Ni Kuang fell down and fell asleep.

This action startled Zhang Ning, and when he found out that Ni Kuang was drunk and fell asleep, he was slightly relieved.

The next day, Ni Kuang woke up.

Rubbing his head, which still had some headaches, Ni Kuang turned on the computer again.

He still felt that the 16,000 words that Zhang Ning coded yesterday was too amazing, and he had to take a good look at whatever he said.

"Cultivating immortals?"

Odd.

It looks like a traditional martial arts novel, but why is there a cultivator?

In the first chapter at the beginning, it is clear that the protagonist Han Li will embark on a path of immortal cultivation in the future.

This aroused Ni Kuang's little interest, but after the next few chapters, it was still similar to martial arts novels, but the text was more popular, which made Ni Kuang disappointed in a blink of an eye.

However, on the whole, although this novel has no highlights, it is not good. But thinking that this was a work written by Zhang Ning in an hour, I couldn't help but get excited again, "Damn, if I had the speed of this little guy when I was young, I would be a gunslinger and make a fortune." ”

In fact, when Ni Kuang was young and not famous, he really used to be a gun for several years.

"Little one, I'm convinced of you."

Although there are some unhappiness, Ni Kuang's gambling is still very good, "I am willing to bet and lose, if you win, you are the world's fastest gunner." ”

"Haha, Brother Ni, accept and concede."

"Don't be embarrassed, you can still maintain a fairly similar plot at this speed, which is already very good in itself. However, if I really want to say it, there really isn't much of a feature in this work of yours. It's far worse than those things in your Ming Dynasty. ”

"Brother Ni, I don't agree with you. In fact, I'm more optimistic about the biography of mortal cultivators that I'm writing now. ”

"Won't it?"

Ni Kuang didn't understand why Zhang Ning would say such a thing. However, soon, Zhang Ning explained, "Brother Ni, I have already conceived this novel. It's just that it hasn't been written. I made a bet with Brother Ni just now, and I also took advantage of you. However, the reason why I say this is because I think the setting of my work is better than that of the Ming Dynasty. If I write out the innovative points at the end, it will definitely make everyone's eyes shine. Perhaps, he could create a new generation of writing genres. ”

"Creating a generation of writing genres?"

Ni Kuang wanted to confirm whether Zhang Ning had a fever, "Are you sure you are sober now?" ”

"Of course, I'm very sober."

"Sober fart, I think you're daydreaming too much, and what genre are you creating. Sue you, martial arts master Jin Yong, it's not a genre to create, you actually say that you are creating a ......" Ni Kuang taught Zhang Ning a lesson, but seeing that Zhang Ning didn't say no, he followed Zhang Ning's will and said, "Okay, okay, you said that this work of yours will create a generation of genres, then you will continue to write down the following content." Although I have been writing for many years, I still have vision. If your work really started a genre, then I'll definitely be your first fan. ”

It's just that Zhang Ning shook his head at this time, "Brother Ni, I'm sorry, I don't have time now, I'll go back to the mainland another day, and I'll write the follow-up chapters." I'm sure you'll love this story. ”

"That'll do fine."

Ni Kuang nodded, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, what are you doing in Xiangjiang." You just said that you don't have time, don't you have anything to do? ”

"Yes, I came to Xiangjiang this time, in addition to wanting to meet you, Brother Ni, I also want to meet Mr. Jin Yong."

"Jin Yong?"

"Could it be that you are a fan of Jin Yong?"

"Yes, but I don't want to see Jin Yong because I like his martial arts works, but because I want to buy his copyright."

"Buy the copyright?"

The more Ni Kuang listened, the more confused he became, "Could it be that you, kid, have another profession that is still filming film and television dramas." ”

"Haha, I don't have the idea of making film and television dramas. Actually, I develop video games. ”

"Video games?"

"You mean, like a video game on a computer?"

Many people don't know that Ni Kuang is not only a big party, but also a video game fan.

Decades ago, when there were not many computer games, Ni Kuang fell in love with the kind of video games that were consoled personally.

Even, at home, Ni Kuang also equipped himself with a game room.

"Yes, we at Penguin Technology have recently developed an online game with a martial arts background, and we want to buy the rights to Mr. Jin's novel. Therefore, this time, I came to Xiangjiang to meet Mr. Jin. ”

"Penguin Tech?"

"You mean, you're from Penguin Tech?"

Ni Kuang, who has recently learned to surf the Internet, how can he not know about Penguin Technology. Not to mention anything else, even the instant messaging he uses is also a Penguin Technology product. When this product appeared, Ni Kuang liked it very much, and recommended his sister "Yishu", who is also a well-known female writer in Xiangjiang, to use it.

"No, no, I seem to understand something."

Rubbing his somewhat sore head again, "I seem to remember that the founder of Penguin Technology is also a little kid about 20 years old. This, you won't say, it's you. ”