Song Ren took the badge, and his hand was a little heavy, I don't know what material it is made of, but there is a sense of calm like cool jade in his hand.

"Thank you again for joining my Writers' Certification Guild, we sincerely hope that the Tomb of the Gods can turn into another god and prosper for my human race, and also let the other three realms see, my northern authors and works are no longer at the bottom," Tang Yuan said here, looking a little indignant.

Song Ren was stunned: "North? ”

Zhong Jingshan smiled and said: "It's nothing, Song Gongzi, how did you come here, whether you want to go to the inner region, your gods are still in the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion, if the holy kings know that you are here, I don't know how happy they will be." ”

Song Ren didn't plan to go to the inner realm, even if he could sense the existence of ghosts in the dark, he had been there once, and he didn't know how many strong people were hidden in the shadows.

Not to mention anything else, the purple-clothed Saint King in Tianlan City killed the three demon kings with his own strength and escaped one, which shows how terrifying it is, if he faces them now, he doesn't dare to guarantee whether the system will be seen through.

Also, God knows if there is any demon eyeliner there.

Since he had received the money, he was ready to leave, and he didn't want to stay longer, the man surnamed Liu could tell the president the news that they had come, wouldn't these three vice presidents tell those holy kings?

Now his cultivation is not the time to face them squarely.

"Thank you very much for your acceptance and help, I like the novel very much, and I will continue to work hard, see you next time," Song Ren had already informed the system in advance, the countdown was ringing, and Song Ren's body began to slowly become transparent.

Originally, they wanted to stay more than Song Ren's three vice presidents, but they were suddenly shocked, they seemed to remember that the previous description of the people in Tianlan City, the author disappeared like this.

What kind of magical power is this, how can it be so weird.

"Little friend, wait a minute!" The next moment, a Hongda voice suddenly sounded, and then, behind the three vice presidents, the space flickered rapidly, and a purple-robed old man jumped out, it was the one in Tianlan City.

Song Ren, who was about to disappear, laughed for a while, this group of people was really unreliable, but then again, he was destined for him, and he had met three times before and after.

Seeing Song Ren like this, the purple-robed Saint King stomped his foot suddenly, and invisible ripples spread out from the soles of his feet like lightning, and the vast momentum rose, and he immediately used his great divine power to seal the entire space, but the next moment his eyes narrowed, because even the demon king could not escape the forbidden technique, Song Ren still slowly dissipated until it completely disappeared.

In the face of his self-created forbidden technique, there is nothing to do.

"Meet the Holy King!" The three vice presidents all paid a visit, and the four inspectors and Du Xiaomin and Liu Hongyun had already knelt on the ground in horror.

The Holy King actually came, but they would never be easily revealed in front of the world, this author of "Zhu Xian", not only let the three vice presidents join forces, but even the Holy King of the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion of the Inner Domain came.

But the people are still gone, and they seem to be very free and easy, and they feel a little angry.

That's awesome, isn't it?

"Interesting!" The purple-robed Saint King suddenly laughed and didn't say anything more, but turned around directly, escaped into the void again, and disappeared.

At the same time, the outside world, some other people who came to stare at the stele eagerly, constantly reciting the names on it, praying for their blessings.

But the next moment, in the column of Baishi, the light suddenly flickered, and then, the brilliance flowed, slowly condensing into a line of words.

[(Undisclosed) - You have the ability to hit me - "Zhu Xian" - Bai Shiwen. 】

Everyone looked at the name that suddenly appeared in the middle of the one hundred and six hundred authors, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Am I dazzled, the author of "Zhu Xian" will appear on the holy monument?"

"That's right, that's right, it's the author who wrote "Zhu Xian" and "Tomb of the Gods", Tianlan City made such a big fuss, I thought he would be dormant for a while, but I didn't expect him to be in this guild at the moment."

"Wow, what are you waiting for, I'm going to hurry in and see what this legendary author looks like?"

"I'm going to touch him, maybe the next one will be a masterpiece."

…………

In the room, Song Ren's eyes were closed, his right hand was holding a crystal yuan stone, he was contemplative, his face was enjoying, and his palm had a faint halo flickering, greedily absorbing the gentle energy in the yuan stone.

Unlike others, Song Ren may have some mottled impurities in the Yuan Stone because of the relationship between the Dragon Spirit Pill and the new foundation platform, and others will absorb it in one go, but Song Ren's foundation building platform seems to be filtered layer by layer.

The incomparably pure energy flows down the pores over and over again, circulating the meridians, warming the bones, and shaping the sixth layer of the abutment......

Time passed slowly, one was absorbed, and Song Ren's spirit and spirit directly reached a saturated state, looking at the outline of the sixth layer of the foundation, Song Ren didn't mention how happy he was.

It is estimated that it will not be long before he can break through to the Sixth Heaven of the Foundation Building, and the growth of his cultivation can give him a longer mental power to browse the web, write novels, and even manipulate the gods.

It has been several days since he came back from the Holy City, and during this time, Song Ren did not come out too much, slowly hibernated, devoted himself to cultivation, and hurriedly updated the audio novel of "Zhu Xian" to the ending, which caused many people to imitate it, until it stayed at the eleventh place on the best-selling list.

Time is always the best way to erase the memories of others, and the news about Tianlan City and Song Ren's appearance in the Author's Certification Guild slowly retreated, but some other things were updated to the headlines.

For example, Cao Zhu, who is in a variety of grains, wrote "The Demon Boy" half a month ago, which reached a high-quality novel, but unfortunately there is no sign of conjuring up gods.

But it's also very good, this year is really a lucky year for the human race, there are high-quality novels coming out one after another, and there is not too much hiding over there, and even publicity, the boutique author is their hidden dragon holy land.

And on the border side, it seems that because of the infiltration of the four demon kings last time, the garrison lost face, launched a large-scale attack, and achieved a big victory.

These have nothing to do with Song Ren, at this moment he frowned, and his body was full of breath, and in his dantian, the foundation platform was no longer five layers, but a full nine layers, and he was one step away from condensing the golden pill.

As he finished spitting out and looked at the Yuan Shi that had turned into powder in his hand, Song Ren got up and moved his legs, and waited for the time with anticipation on his face, because today was the end of the month, and as soon as the time passed, he could check how much "Tomb of the Gods" had brought him.

On the side of the Author Certification Association, although an additional 100,000 taels of silver tickets were obtained, the system did not recognize it, it only recognized the manuscript fees earned through Tiandi.com.

Soon, as soon as the time passed, he hurriedly looked at the author's backstage.

"One hundred and twenty thousand taels? Why so many? When he saw the real manuscript fee, Song Ren shouted happily, he was still worried about whether he could make up enough 60,000 taels to repay the system, but he didn't expect so much.

He hurriedly looked at the source of the manuscript fee.