The mutated Fuso tree is also real and false, far and near, the end is magical, you know, as a single individual, it absorbs the real Tsubaki roots, is a generation of maternal body, its significance is extraordinary.

The sapling slowly took root in the soil, and the seven green leaves continued to sway, and soon, visible to the naked eye, sprouted on the branches, and the small leaves continued to grow, and then divided, until they were dense, like the Tsubaki sapling not far away, and the branches were luxuriant.

"It's done!" The Nine Skulls received spiritual power, their chests and chests rose and fell, this one was done, it can only be said that it was half done, and the Fusang saplings were planted alive, but it is not known whether it can be spread on the Internet like the Tsubaki tree.

You must know that the reason why the sacred tree in the ancient world can accept the online inscription group without resistance is because it has been recognized by the small group, and then it is done by himself, the divine tree is proud, not at the mercy of others.

"Try it, while it's newborn, everything is still under control, imprint your breath, and then punch the inscription group into it to see if it works." Nine Skulls hurriedly said, what he can do has been done, and whether he can succeed depends on the will of heaven.

Yan Yang nodded, and quickly injected his own breath into it, and soon, he felt that this Fusang tree was as pure and immaculate as a newborn, like a blank piece of paper, and as his divine consciousness entered and was accepted by it, he could feel that he had a secret connection with it.

Yan Yang was happy, and even at this moment, he could empathize with its joy, and there was a trace of confusion, Yan Yang comforted it, so that it had a trace of dependence, and also strengthened the relationship between the two, and then, Yan Yang hurriedly put the network inscription that was handed over to Xiao Tuanzi in the spiritual fire world into the Fusang tree, and when the Nine Skulls began to build that vortex, Yan Yang seized the time to organize the network inscription, after all, it took several days at that time, because it was constantly reorganizing and groping, and now, it was almost copying, and it was quickly formed.

Airplanes!

As another invisible aura spread out from this place as the center, Yan Yang felt as if he had turned into a wisp of wind, constantly drifting out, walking out of Linxian City, Cangyue City, and Jiuli City......

The cross-border mountains and rivers gradually covered the entire Purple Secret Realm, and finally I still felt that the momentum was very sufficient, like the vanguard of the flood, I began to enter the Spirit Enlightenment Realm, and saw many shops in the Vientiane Building, and then continued to spread, it seemed to be incarnated by thousands of people, until it spread the entire Spiritual Enlightenment Realm, and then stepped into the Yunlan Realm and the Fire God Realm......

The Thirty-Six Terran Terran territory wandered around for a while, and then the Divine Consciousness returned again, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of excitement.

It really succeeded, the network covered the territory of the thirty-six kings of the human race, and, as if he was the net, he could be regulated at any time, for example, now with a thought, the entire territory of the Spirit Qi Realm has a network, while the other kings do not, and even in the Spirit Qi Realm, he can shrink the network to the extreme of no network if he is separated by a street.

This Fusang tree is really worthy of being a sacred tree at the same level as the Tsubaki tree, and this time, it directly solves the problem that he has been worried about for many days, which is simply amazing.

"How?" The Nine Skulls were also happy when they saw Yan Yang's appearance, but they still wanted to hear Yan Yang's answer in person.

"It's wonderful, Uncle Nine, it's done, just now, I have traveled around the thirty-six realms of the human race, and I haven't been discovered by anyone, it's worth it!" Yan Yang said excitedly.

Nine Skulls smiled and smiled happily: "That's great, congratulations!" ”

"Thank you, Uncle Nine!" Yanyang is also really happy, and he is sincerely grateful to the Nine Skulls for bringing back the Fusang Tree from the fairy world.

"Thank you, family, I still need a favor from you, maybe, he will come to you!" Nine Skulls said suddenly, with a solemn expression, but more excited.

"Who?" Under the joy of the hot sun, there were some doubts.

"My big brother......

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What Yan Yang and the Nine Skulls talked about in the underground secret room, no one knows, but both of them looked very excited afterwards, one may see their idol in the future, Monkey King, the other is about to make up for more than 700 years of regret and regain his life.

To what extent Yanyang's reverence for Sun Wukong, needless to say in his previous life, in this world, it can be seen from the heroes in "Journey to the West", "Havoc in the Heavenly Palace", and "Glory of Heroes", which account for almost half of his cultural development.

A month passed, the essay contest was officially launched, and on this day, countless people came from all over the world to register, and then submitted, and this time they were beyond their limits.

They all love stories, and they have written some, but it is stipulated that the number of words serialized in the future will be at least 100,000 or more, I have to say, people are forced out, they spent half a year, constantly forcing themselves to revise, write, re-plan the outline, in full swing, and even some invitations to play have been canceled, and concentrate on doing what they like.

The editors-in-chief of the major editors kept screening, and one by one felt that excellent works were constantly presented on Yanyang's desk, fortunately, Yanyang valued this time, and was proud of having so many excellent works, and, in their previous lives, they had already practiced ten lines at a glance, unlike the current people who appreciate each word and sentence, as soon as Yanyang browses, he knows which ones are good and which ones are not.

Those who can sign a contract are placed on the right, those who can't be signed and eliminated are placed on the left, and they still have to be returned to them in the end, after all, these are the crystallization of the wisdom of each of their half a year's hard work, they can't sign a contract, and they can't be folded and messy, and the least respect still has to be there, and those who are screened through him here, and those who can't sign the contract will also be given fifty spirit crystals as a participation award, so as not to make them chill and feel that they are deceiving them.

On the first day, there were 100,000 manuscripts, on the second day, 80,000, and on the third day, the manuscripts from other distant places gradually decreased, until the seventh day, there were only dozens of people, but despite this, this essay competition, like, can endure loneliness, and give full play to the literary enthusiasts, still submitted nearly 370,000 manuscripts to Vientiane Building, these are the literati of the entire Purple Hidden Realm.

Of course, many people may not be able to write so many words, so they choose to wait and see.

After a month and night of review, in the end, Yanyang elected 6,000 high-quality works, and even three of them, which were very well written, and in the previous life, they could directly sign the Great God Covenant.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", "Butterfly Flying", "Folding Column Hook Jade", Yanyang knocked on these three books that made him amazing, and felt that after notifying them of signing the contract, they could directly put them in the first place of recommendation.

Soon, the news of the shortlisted signing was all posted on the Internet, some people were happy and some were worried, however, for the region, it has been a long time, and now only Qianmo's "Drunk Linglong" is being updated, and 6,000 high-quality copies have appeared all of a sudden, and there are basically manuscripts in storage, which is a great benefit for the book famine!