Song Ren really wants to cry without tears, and the task given by the system is to achieve the novel of "Tomb of the Gods" and transform into a god.

During this time, because "Tomb of the Gods" has been stuck in the ordinary novel column, it is considered that he has exhausted his talents, and he is also happy, which can be regarded as fading out of people's eyes.

So "Tomb of the Gods" didn't dare to explode more, so it was updated slowly, the original plan was to enter the boutique and make money for a fee, anyway, Boss Chendong wrote more than 3 million words, enough for him to copy slowly. (Respect the title of my Tatsudai idol.) ）

Then one day, if the system urges, three times five divided by two and one explosion, break into Liufang, transform the gods, and the task is completed.

Even if it is updated with 10,000 words a day, it will take more than a year, and I still don't believe it during this period, there are so many people and so many events in the entire continent, and no one writes a masterpiece anymore? There's nothing else going on, right?

But now, why did you conjure up a god at this time, just transform it, you have succeeded in transfiguration, maybe the demon clan will take a look, this is all raw rice and cooked rice, forget it.

This failure gave them the idea: he might succeed later, in order to avoid such a high probability of happening, let's kill him.

"Cao Shao, Cao Shao, are you okay?" The manifestation of heaven and earth in heaven has disappeared, and after everyone is stunned, they feel so dramatic, absurd, and slap in the face.

After working for a long time, it turned out that the "Tomb of the Gods", which no one was optimistic about, stepped into the boutique, and almost succeeded in transforming the gods, how much God must love this person.

A boutique, a stream, a hundred generations, not to mention the one-stop service of the gods, the second book is also a boutique, and there are signs of gods, although it is not a human form, but it is already extremely certain.

This dare to rise: The author who has the ability to beat me must be from a certain holy place or even a large sect.

The pen name is not only provocative and insulting to their group of authors, but also the demon clan.

Look, I can transform into a god, you come to me, hit me.

And he has this confidence, or the ability to protect himself.

There is also this novel, I don't know how many famous Confucians are supporting it.

After thinking about everything, I saw Cao Zhu who vomited blood and fainted on the ground.

Hey, it's really bad, and if you were yourself, you might be going to collapse.

Lin Miaoke looked at Cao Zhu, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, and then looked at the sky that had long since recovered, and said in his heart that it was absolutely false not to be lost.

originally thought that she could use the publicity of a boutique author to take her work to the next level, and originally thought that she could get a thousand-year-old elixir containing the breath of heaven and earth net, so that her cultivation could take a step forward, originally......

Hehe, the moment she saw the manifestation of heaven and earth, many plans appeared in her mind, but they were shattered too quickly.

She was just about to squat down to check what was going on with Cao Zhu, after all, they were geniuses of the Hidden Dragon Holy Land, and if something happened in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, it would inevitably affect the relationship between the five grains and one place, and they would not be able to escape the blame.

An invisible air flow pushed everyone away, and then, a middle-aged scribe with a face as white as jade, wearing a purple flower robe, stepped on petals under his feet, descended from the sky, came directly to Cao Zhu's side, took out a jade bottle, put a pill into Cao Zhu's mouth, and then lit spiritual power on his back to help digest.

When they saw this person, the other people from all over the world hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"I've seen Uncle Lin."

Lin Miaoke is too: "Dad-"

That's right, this person is the valley master of Baihua Valley, and he is also Lin Miaoke's father, Lin Fengjin.

Ahem –

Cao Zhu, who was already in a coma, finally spit out a mouthful of stuffy blood from his throat with the help of that pill, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Lin Fengjin at a glance, and tears came out at once.

"Uncle Lin—"

Lin Fengjin just nodded and smiled slightly: "Get up, I already know the matter, I was going to come over to congratulate, but I didn't expect that God would make people." ”

Song Ren, who was standing behind everyone, knew how powerful he was when he saw this person's appearance and the attitude of others, so he could only quietly lower his head and move his body back, hoping not to be discovered.

I don't know what that pill is, after Cao Zhu vomited out the essence blood, his face slowly recovered, and he got up sadly.

Lin Fengjin looked around at his juniors for a week, all of whom were from all over the country, and sighed.

"I know what you're thinking at the moment, don't you think it's ironic? However, what's the big deal, at least Cao Zhu has worked hard, we are not afraid of failure, what we are afraid of is that we don't even have the qualifications to fail, and we admit defeat without trying, that is the saddest thing, now, Cao Zhu, you tell you, is the novel you worked hard for completely without the opportunity to enter the boutique? ”

Lin Fengjin turned around and looked at Cao Zhu sternly.

Cao Zhu slowly raised his head and thought about it, and a new flame gradually ignited in his originally desperate eyes.

"No, I didn't fail, on the contrary, I am one step closer to success, to a fine novel," Cao Zhu's voice became more and more confident.

Yes, he didn't fail, he just met the wrong person at the wrong time.

The update just now didn't enter the boutique.,I can only say,Either the quality of the text is still poor.,Or,It's just that the number of words in the explosion is less.,There are even other reasons why I haven't found it.。

In short, he didn't fail, he just didn't have his own opportunity.

Then, he gave Lin Fengjin another big gift with grateful eyes, almost, almost, if it weren't for Uncle Lin's mention, his Dao heart would have almost been wasted.

In the future, once the seeds of failure are planted in the heart, whether it is writing a book or cultivating, it will completely crush oneself.

Seeing that Cao Zhu could understand and come out so quickly, Lin Fengjin was relieved, worthy of being the son of Brother Cao, the people of the Hidden Dragon Holy Land would not admit defeat so easily.

He looked at the others, and everyone was not a gentleman, but they also suddenly woke up and hurriedly followed Cao Zhu to salute.

"Thank you Uncle Lin for your teachings, my nephew (niece) must remember it and dare not forget it!"

Lin Miaoke looked at her father, with a look of admiration, even her Dao heart was almost shaken just now, feeling that the author of "Tomb of the Gods" was simply 'terrifying', and he and others faced him like fireflies and bright moons.

"You are all very good, with you in the younger generation, the future of our five grains and one land will be brighter, no matter others, today's sunshine is just right, haven't you always looked up to my Hundred Flowers Valley's attack magic power [Wanye Feihua Flow], today, I will demonstrate it to you, how much you can remember and understand, it depends on your creation." Lin Fengjin diverted everyone's attention and smiled.

When everyone heard this, they were immediately excited, everyone knew that the Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flower Flow of the Hundred Flowers Valley was an amazing attack power, it was a weapon with the trees around them, flying flowers, leaves, roots, etc., as long as it was a wood-based plant.

Even if you fight in the deep forest, as long as you have enough spiritual power, it will be your paradise.

It's a pity that this magic power has not been passed on to the outside world, and it is passed on to men and not women, because it is too domineering and sharp, and it is not good for the meridians, unless your foundation is very solid, so even Lin Miaoke has never cultivated it.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin!" Everyone thanked happily, and even Cao Zhu was in a very good mood, and hurriedly got out of the way, vacating the place, staring at Lin Fengjin without blinking, for fear of missing a move.

Song Ren, who was being pushed and shoved, opened his mouth several times at this moment.

Because looking around, the maids here have long been gone, only this group of 'own family' in the whole place, except for him, an outsider.