Chapter 630: Self-cultivation of the writer
Three days later.
Wang Lu in front of the table is still writing hard, although he has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, he looks energetic, not tired at all, and his right wrist has even become more firm and powerful!
Wang Lu's calligraphy performance has been going on for three whole days, and he has already copied hundreds of thousands of words from scratch with astonishing speed, and the manuscript paper is stacked like a mountain, and it is increasing at an astonishing rate, and the momentum seems endless.
And in the past three days, most of the audience has given up watching.
Wang Lu's posture of dragging time came out, and people quickly realized that there might not be any serious programs in the future, so there was no need to waste time here.
At the same time, the Wanxian League operated efficiently, quickly organizing those players to return to the training venue and conduct surprise training.
News from Wang Wu said that Wang Lu planned to delay the opening ceremony for at least a year or two for the contestants to make a last-ditch effort. It's hard to imagine how he could accomplish such a feat, but the only way to do that is to work on that plan first.
Previously, it was only two months of surprise training, and many people broke through the bottleneck and improved their strength by leaps and bounds, if they could consolidate the results in another one to two years, then after the start of the main competition, they might really be able to complete the miracle of defeating the earth immortals.
Of course, this is also a must win, Wang Lu has already found a way to create too many favorable conditions for the Ten Thousand Immortals League - organize a group of immortals to decide the winner, and compete in a limited realm way, the competition is also divided into two kinds of civil and military, and then won a lot of training time for the participants...... If it reaches this point, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance will not be able to win, and I am too sorry for Wang Lu's hard work.
On the other hand, those idle people from all walks of life who were looking forward to entering the city also took this opportunity to start to learn more about the city.
The battle area of the Immortal City is hundreds of miles round, and there is a lot of folding space inside, and the real space is incalculable. Such a huge city is divided into five large districts, hundreds of subdistricts. Currently open to everyone is Zone A, which is the general residential area. This area can accommodate up to 10 million people and provide them with basic necessities, and most mortals settle here and then try to find their own immortal fate.
The group of immortals has gathered countless cultivators, and the so-called immortal fate will naturally not be less, and every day, many mortals are favored by the monks, crossing the barriers of the immortals and mortals. There are also many disciples or casual cultivators of small sects, who have encountered the favor of the elders of the high-grade major sects, and have been on the rise ever since......
In short, everyone has their own wonderful.
Only those who sat on the rostrum before, these three days can be called torment. Because according to the rules, during the opening ceremony, the members of the rostrum are not allowed to leave the seats without authorization, and once they appear on the stage, they can only wait for the show to finish.
This rule was originally designed to limit the need for high-level officials on both sides to come forward at the same time, so that one side would not be afraid of you. When they saw this, the earth immortals also agreed, but now it has become a forbidden spell that restricts movement. As long as they still admit that the rules of this competition of immortals are valid, no matter how much dissatisfaction they have, they can only stay on the field and enjoy the show. As a result, when the Organizing Committee of the Ten Thousand Immortals League Immortal Contest was fully operating the training camp, more than eighty percent of the earth immortals in the Immortal Tomb could only sit on the rostrum outside the competition arena and watch Wang Lu copy the novel for three days!
This kind of psychological torture is self-evident, so three days later, an earth immortal couldn't hold it back, stood up and roared angrily.
"What the hell, when the hell does he want to write?! It's been three days! Originally, the entire opening ceremony was expected to be less than a day, right? Even if you have to delay time, it will be delayed long enough! ”
In this regard, the monks of the Ten Thousand Immortal League just watched their noses and noses, and they didn't hear it.
Xuan Mo sighed, reached out and pulled him, so that he didn't have to say any more.
Three days? The other party probably wants to delay for three months or even three years, and the last time they met before the game, Wang Lu's strength was simply shocking...... The monks of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance have really advanced by leaps and bounds during this time, but if they want to overwhelm the Earth Immortals in the arena, they must do at least a few more years of targeted training, and Wang Lu's strength against the sky is only a special case after all.
Xuan Mo had previously evaluated his companions who were good at deduction, and the conclusion was that unless the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was given more than a year, the overall advantage of the Earth Immortals should be unshakable. However, now it seems that the Wan Immortal League is also aware of this, so it has this stinky and shameless delaying tactic. As for the time of delay, of course, the longer the better.
"Wait two more days, and if it's still like this, I'll take action."
Since Xuan Mo said so, even if others still have objections, they can only keep it for the time being. However, people are also really suspicious that with Xuanmo's easy-to-talk temperament, if the situation does not change after two days, what can she do?
So two days passed in a flash.
Unsurprisingly, nothing has changed.
Wang Lu was still working hard in front of the table, and one freshly written manuscript after another was carried by the sword wind that popped out of his hand, and it flew down from the table slowly and smoothly...... The light paper covers the soft lawn and gently sways with the breeze, but it does not fly with the wind, but is firmly glued to the ground by an invisible force.
In two days, Wang Lu copied thousands of pages. In addition, the thousands of pages of manuscripts copied in the previous days were scattered by him and spread on the ground, making a huge blank sheet of paper and black letters. He didn't know the way to do it, maybe because he was showing calligraphy, but the monks on the rostrum could see that Wang Lu was taking the opportunity to practice his Chaos Breaking Heaven Sword.
The most rigid and fierce, with the chaotic sky-breaking sword qi that has no thickness in the room, is now controlled by him like a soft wind, gently holding up the light manuscript paper from the table to the lawn, and then gently pressing them, the strength is not light or heavy, just right. If it is weaker, the paper will be carried away by the wind blowing sideways, and when the force is heavier, it will crush the tender grass under the paper, and the manuscript will be stained with grass juice. At the same time, it is necessary to forcibly soften this strong sword qi so that it will not cut the paper.
At the same time, Wang Lu's hard work on the table is also a practice. This show is nominally a calligraphy performance, and Wang Lu did come up with a good character that does not disgrace the name of the spirit sword master. Although he writes quickly, he pays full attention to every word he writes, so that he can also incorporate his own perception of kendo.
Purely in terms of calligraphy, Wang Lu has not yet been regarded as entering the house, and he is still very immature in the eyes of everyone in the mortal world. However, coupled with his unique awe-inspiring sword aura, he stood in a realm that was difficult for any mortal master to reach, and his calligraphy performance was well deserved.
After five days before and after, Wang Lu's handwriting became more and more aggressive, and the silver hook iron painting showed its edge, like a thin small sword densely covered on the paper.
Using calligraphy to cultivate sword intent, and then using tissue paper to sharpen sword qi, Wang Lu seems to be doing boring copying, but his kendo cultivation is increasing day by day.
And this scene fell in the eyes of the true monarchs of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, but it had another meaning.
Behind Hetu, a red-robed old man sighed: "I remember that more than five hundred years ago, when I first set foot on the path of cultivating immortals, the ancestor of the contemptible sect once said that there are geniuses in the world, and they are beyond our reach. At that time, it was the time when I was arrogant and arrogant, and I believed that the Heavenly Spirit Root was unbeatable. Then he asked him, is there a spiritual root in the world that is higher than the level of the heavenly spirit root? Is there a peerless understanding that I can't match? Master Zu said that my spiritual root comprehension is the top level in the world, even if there are a few people who are stronger than me, the strength is limited. I asked him, if so, who was beyond my reach? ”
Speaking of this, several true monarchs around them were interested and listened attentively.
The old man in the red robe said again: "At that time, Master Zu told me that the terrible thing is not that someone is smarter than you, but that someone who is smarter than you works harder than you. I'm not convinced, with my enthusiasm for immortals, how can anyone work harder than me? ”
Several True Monarchs nodded secretly, this red-robed ancestor has practiced for more than 500 years, and is a peerless master who has half a foot above the peak realm of the body, with excellent qualifications and understanding, and he has practiced very hard, he has never married a wife or had children in his life, and he has no special hobbies, so he devotes himself wholeheartedly to his cultivation. It's unbelievable to say that anyone can work harder than him.
"Master Zu said, it is impossible for monks to cultivate immortals smoothly, there will always be such and such obstacles that make you have to stop practicing. A monk can clear the valley and quit sleep, but a person cannot be shut up from birth, he has to go through training and travel, and during this period, his practice can only be intermittent. However, he said that there are real geniuses in the world, who can turn any situation into a tempering of themselves, and can use any heaven and earth as their own martial arts arena and practice room. Now I see that this Wang Lu seems to have the temperament that the ancestor said. Wind Yin Daoist, your faction has really received a treasure. ”
Feng Yin smiled when he heard this: "The ancestor is really too famous, Wang Lu, this kid is far from being able to talk about any cultivation, and in the past twenty years, he has wasted a lot of time." After several experiences, although I have earned a lot of fame, it has somewhat delayed my cultivation. ”
The red-robed ancestor shook his head and said: "The past is the past, the future is the future, he is now standing on that path, and that road, I have been tirelessly longing for five hundred years, but I can't get it...... If I could go back more than 20 years ago, I would say that I would take this son into the door to inherit the mantle! ”
"Haha, Ancestor, if you want to say that, you have to be behind me. I told Feng Yin Daoist a few years ago that if there is really a time turn back in the world, the first thing I will do is to go back to before their Spirit Sword Sect Immortal Ascension Conference, and then even if it is a cheat, I will pull Wang Lu to our sect! ”
On the side of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, several true monarchs were talking and laughing, talking around Wang Lutian and Haibei.
On the other side of the rostrum, the earth immortals became more and more restless.
Two days had passed, but no matter how you looked at it, Xuan Mo didn't come up with any effective way to stop the other party from delaying time unscrupulously.
"Xuanmo, you won't forget what you said two days ago, right?"
Xuan Mo sighed softly: "Naturally, I won't forget it...... Indeed, the time has come when measures must be taken. ”
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