What communicates the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the world of books and makes the reader control the powerful power in this world is the literary qi.

Wenqi is the foundation of the strength of the book saint world. In Zhao Ping's eyes, this literary tone is similar to the power of faith, and its source comes from poetry and articles, but in the final analysis, this literary tone actually comes from the recognition of the author by the reader and the book saint world.

Read the books of the sages and nourish the spirit of my heart. According to the general path of cultivation, it is to participate in the various levels of literary examinations organized by the five countries in accordance with the rules. However, Zhao Ping's unlucky child's blue-haired bird form directly prevented Zhao Ping from following the path of ordinary scribes.

It's strange for a bird to run to catch the exam like a human being, and not to be caught and sliced for study.

There are barbarians and aliens waiting in the book saint world, but there is no demon race that Zhao Ping is familiar with.

After Zhao Ping stole into the Ancient Wood Library and flipped through many historical texts of the Book Saint World, Zhao Ping really discovered one thing: under this sky, there is indeed not a single demon clan!

The demon clan was born from the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but the aura of heaven and earth in the world of the book saint needs to be triggered by the most basic literary atmosphere, and then the ancient power of the book saint said on weekdays that "the child is silent and the strange power is chaotic", creating the entire book saint world without demons.

At this moment, Zhao Ping was quite curious about his chasing target, the Red Night Mother Emperor who had entered this strange world. Judging from Zhao Ping's current bird's attitude, the Red Night Mother Emperor will definitely not be much better.

There are no demons in the world, and it is estimated that the mother emperor of the Red Night Insect Clan is also in the form of a small insect or a small butterfly, compared to Zhao Ping, he feels a little lucky, not to mention that it is more difficult. But Zhao Ping can at least write with a pen in his mouth now!

At the top of the canopy of the ancient tree in the center of Lanyue City, I saw a blue-haired bird with a thief's head and a thief's brain shrinking on a platform. With a brush in his mouth, he struggled to write the ancient characters of the gods on the white paper under him.

Fortunately, the text has not changed much, at most it is a simplification of the god generation. However, the ancient god generation text does not affect the reading effect at all for people in the book saint world, and reading the traditional god generation text is a skill that almost every reader has, which is almost a talent.

Zhao Ping, who was working hard to write a masterpiece with a pen in his hand, thought bitterly, and on the white paper on Zhao Ping's side was written the title of the article that Zhao Ping was now writing, three crooked ugly characters - "The Legend of the White Snake".

There are no demons in the world, so first of all, we must add the concept of "demon" to the cognition of people in the book saint world, the thousand-year-old snake demon Bai Suzhen and the hundred-year-old snake demon Xiaoqing in "White Snake" are undoubtedly real demon clans.

Adding the concept of "demon clan" to the book saint world, coupled with the literary tone that "The Legend of the White Snake" will receive, Zhao Ping is confident that he can use this book to make him become a human!

Swept past him a wad of paper that was already full of words. Seeing the misty jewel aura circulating above, Zhao Ping's blue eyes flashed with a gratifying brilliance.

The rule of the book saint world is "book", and Zhao Ping's "The Legend of the White Snake" is undoubtedly a masterpiece of novelists, and it is precisely because of this that such a layer of treasure light emerged as Zhao Ping wrote the book and went deep into "The Legend of the White Snake".

History of seven days and six nights, Zhao Ping's excitement did not necessarily end up on the blank paper. Turning his head and throwing the brush out of his mouth, Zhao Ping twisted his almost stiff jaw, revealing a smile that was finally relieved.

And at the moment when Zhao Ping finished writing, the paper beside Zhao Ping that exuded a treasure light suddenly lit up. Under the flow of silver-white light, a two-finger thick book appeared in front of Zhao Ping.

Heaven agrees, heaven and earth compile books!

At this moment, Zhao Ping seemed to hear a long and heavy bell suddenly exploding in his mind. The next moment, a breath of fresh air came from the sky, and a stream of brain poured into Zhao Ping's body, and this refreshing clear air suddenly made Zhao Ping tremble twice with satisfaction.

Stretch your wings lazily. Zhao Ping calmly swept his eyes and suspended in front of his eyes, and on the homepage was written three crooked and ugly characters "The Legend of the White Snake". Zhao Ping is already confident about turning into a human form again.

Judging from the current situation, Zhao Ping only needs to spread the "Legend of the White Snake" throughout the Qi country where Lanyue City is located. Reaching the realm of national literature, Zhao Ping was able to gather enough literary energy and willingness to restore himself to human form.

Zhao Ping lowered his head and glanced under the canopy, and with a slight wave of his right wing, the manuscript book of "The Legend of the White Snake" floating beside Zhao Ping suddenly turned into a streamer and shot straight under the canopy of the ancient tree.

In the blink of an eye, the crisp sound of a book smashing on someone's face and someone's cry of pain rang out one after the other.

"What's that?" Wen Li, who was stunned by Zhao Ping's smashing book, rubbed his red and swollen nose, and looked at the thing he was holding in his hand in wonder, at first glance, it was three big characters that were so ugly that people couldn't bear to look at them directly, "...... "The Legend of the White Snake"? ”

What the hell is this ugly dog gnawing on words? Sweeping over these three ugly characters that existed like spiritual pollution, Wen Li's cheeks suddenly darkened. In the world of books, almost all literate people can write a good hand.

In the world of calligraphy, the first thing that is assessed by private schools and colleges that teach knowledge is the students' characters. Although Wen Li was born as an Orion, he was a bronze disciple of the Evergreen Private School after all, and his calligraphy was naturally taught harshly by the gentlemen of the Private School.

Up to now, gentlemen's evaluation of Wen Lizi is that it can be taken out to meet people. Sweeping the three big characters on this "The Legend of the White Snake", Wen Li only felt miserable, Wen Li was sure that if this word came from the students of the private school, the old gentlemen in the private school took care of their angry eyes, and kicked their legs.

"Senior Brother Wenli, why are you here? Do you want to warp today's Evergreen Literature Conference? Just when Wen Li was ravaged by the three ugly characters on the first page of "The Legend of the White Snake", the energetic voice of Miss Chang'an, the daughter of the city lord of Lanyue City, came from far and near, and before Wen Li could react, Chang'an, who had a more lively personality, raised his hand and snatched the source of spiritual pollution that Wen Li had at hand.

"What is it that you are so fascinated by the little junior brother, "The Legend of the White Snake"? Author Tongtian? Not...... What an ugly word. After snatching the book in Wen Li's hand, Chang An looked down and was immediately stunned by the three big characters that the dog gnawed, but compared to Wen Li, Chang An's resistance to Zhao Ping's broken words was obviously much higher.

The beautiful scenery of the West Lake is in March, and the spring rain is like wine and willows. There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but it is difficult to hold hands on the other side. Ten years of repair can be the same ship, and a hundred years of repair can sleep together. If there is a thousand years of creation, the white head is concentric in front of you.

Chang'an had just opened Zhao Ping's copy of "The Legend of the White Snake", and was stunned by this opening poem as soon as he first read it. As one of the bronze medal disciples of the Evergreen Private School, Chang'an's ability to appreciate poetry is naturally not low.

Chewing "Ten years of repair to the same ship, a hundred years of repair to sleep together." Not long after this sentence, Chang'an fell directly into this love poem.

Just by reading this opening poem, Chang'an is sure that a large part of the love letters from men to the women they like will copy the opening poem of "The Legend of the White Snake" by Mr. Tongtian!

So is this a novel about love? So why is it called the Legend of the White Snake? What is the meaning of writing love in the name of the White Snake? With such a question in mind, Chang'an directly immersed himself in observing the "Legend of the White Snake" snatched from Wen Li's hands.

Feel like you've forgotten something? But whatever, if you are stuck in anything now, you can't interrupt Chang'an from reading! (To be continued.) )