"Xiucai Zhang Yu, rushed to the scientific examination. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info stay overnight on the coast of the East China Sea, and play the flute to the sea at night. The dragon girl listened to the flute and fell in love with each other. When the dragon king heard this, he was furious, imprisoned the dragon girl, and injured Zhang Yu. Zhang Yunai studied hard and diligently cultivated the avenue of thought...... Feather stepped on the holy road and won the Qiankun Ding...... Qiankun carries the water of the East China Sea, and the Shengli Volcano cooks the aquarium......"

Without the slightest pause, Su Lin wrote the thousand-word novel "Zhang Yu Boiled Sea" in one breath, and the golden pages of Shengli emitted bursts of dazzling golden light.

"This, this, this...... Am I mistaken, Brother Su is really writing a novel?" Yuan Duan's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "The novelist's Tao is difficult to cultivate, but it is second only to Taoism! Moreover, a novelist must have a profound ideological background to be able to write. But Brother Su is just a talent now......"

"That's right! Brother Yuan, the novel that Su Lin is writing is an adaptation of the real history of Zhang Yuzhuhai. If you want to write a novel, you must absorb the corresponding wish from the source, and Su Lin really did it......"

Hong Liyu was also pleasantly surprised, staring intently at Su Lin's novel "Zhang Yu Boiling the Sea", and immediately became excited, and praised, "Su Lin This is a semi-original novel combined with historical stories, and it is written about the deeds of the half-saint Zhang Yu." If the half-saint Zhang Yu is still alive, maybe this novel can still use the power of the half-saint from the void......"

"Well, it is indeed the story of Zhang Yu boiling the sea, when the half-saint Zhang Yu was recognized by the artifact Qiankun Ding, under the sweep of the holy power, a hundred fierce holy power volcanoes can evaporate the sea water of the entire East China Sea to the half-saint, and the water tribe is killed and injured ......"

Ye Hongye stared at Su Lin's novel that bloomed with the golden light of holy power, and also became excited, and shouted, "Now that Su Lin has written this article "Zhang Yu Boiling the Sea" with the idea of showing off his talents, maybe he can summon the illusion of the half-saint Zhang Yu and kill a sea patrol yaksha, it is simply easy." ”

The surrounding fishermen and people, although they didn't know what a novelist and a novel were, saw that the golden light in Su Lin's pen was getting stronger and stronger, and the powerful power of persecuting people also made them tremble.

"Zhang Yu boils the sea! Wishing for a novel, the illusion comes true!"

With Su Lin's final handwriting, the text of the novel on the entire Shengli gold page burst out with golden light. Then the golden light gathered in mid-air, forming an image of holy power, quickly interpreting the entire picture process of Zhang Yu's boiling sea novel.

All the people, including the Yaksha and those fishermen, clearly saw the shocking picture of Zhang Yu's hundred holy power volcanoes and Qiankun Ding boiling the East China Sea in the influence of the Holy Force.

These fishermen, who have lived in the East China Sea for generations, are no strangers to this, and almost all of them have passed down the story and legend of Zhang Yu boiling the sea from generation to generation. There are even fishermen's homes who pinch Zhang Yu's statue with mud and place it in the fishing boat to pray for the half-saint Zhang Yu to bless his boat.

And today, the fishermen really saw such a picture, although it was only an illusion of the influence of the holy power, but the impact on their hearts was still very great. They all knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Yu under the influence of the holy power and prayed for protection.

"Damn! That Terran Xiucai doll turned out to be a novelist...... This is the story novel of the half-saint Zhang Yu boiling the sea......"

The Patrol Yaksha who was standing on the crest of the wave also recognized it, and shouted in his heart that it was not good, and he was about to turn his head and run away.

But Su Lin, who had already locked on him, where would he allow this culprit to escape? The Wenbao brush in Su Lin's hand was once again infused with a trace of holy power, and towards the influence of the holy power in the middle of the air, he ordered: "Holy power novel, may the fake come true!"

Bang!

The entire image of the Holy Force exploded, and under the golden light of the Holy Force, the half-saint Zhang Yu, dressed in a white shirt, stepped down from the air, holding a Wenbao flute in his hand, and arched his hand towards Su Lin with a slight smile: "Zhang Yu is here, what do you command?"

"Senior Zhang Yu, this demon is vicious and abnormal, eating the children of our human fishermen raw, very hateful, I hope that my predecessors will help and kill this demon!"

Seeing that he really summoned the half-saint Zhang Yu from the novel, Su Lin was overjoyed, and he found that although the half-saint Zhang Yu he had summoned was an illusion entity, it had its own spirituality like a real person.

"A mere patrol yaksha dares to be so presumptuous! With Zhang Yu here, see where you are fleeing?"

Zhang Yu, who was willing to turn into power, was not angry and self-assured, and a Wenbao flute in his hand suddenly sounded, and the melodious flute sounded. In the ears of the human race, it is very pleasant, and it can even nourish the essence and solid, and enhance the ideological and holy power of the Confucian scholars. However, when the Yaksha of the sea was about to flee to the depths of the sea, he suddenly found that his whole body was imprisoned and could not move at all.

"No...... You can't kill me! I'm the patrol Yaksha of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and I have a dragon scale patrol order. If you kill me, the Dragon Palace will definitely avenge me!"

The Yaksha was terrified that the ground hole was even uglier, and his body was fixed on the crest of the wave by the sound of the flute, and he could not move.

"Eating the children of my human race is a heinous crime, and I will cook you and give it to the fishermen to enjoy......

Stopping the patrol Yaksha with the sound of the flute, Zhang Yu, who was turned into a will, shook his sleeves and threw out a huge tripod from it.

"Qiankun Ding? is also made of willingness?"

Su Lin stared closely at the Qiankun Ding that Zhang Yu shook out, and saw that the body of the Ding was painted with many ancient inscriptions, full of an ancient atmosphere of great merit and creation. The bottom is three-legged, symbolizing the three talents of "heaven, earth and man".

The entire Qiankun Ding was thrown out by Zhang Yu, immersed in the seawater, and directly brought the sea patrol Yaksha in, and he was not allowed to resist at all. Immediately afterwards, a hundred volcanoes of holy power flowing with magma gushed out from Zhang Yumei's mental sea, and a raging fire ignited under the Qiankun Ding.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Before, he was still majestic, and he couldn't chase down Surin's patrol Yaksha, and he didn't even have the slightest backhand power. After screaming a few times in the Qiankun Ding, there was no sign of life.

Immediately afterwards, a strange fragrance wafted out from the Qiankun Ding. After another quarter of an hour, the half-saint Zhang Yu laughed loudly, clapped his hands and said, "It's cooked!"

With a big move, Qiankun Ding floated in, and was deducted upside down on the beach by Zhang Yu. Dingzhong's Patrol Yaksha has been completely cooked and cooked, and a good smell of seafood and meat wafts out, making people salivate when they smell it.

"It's done, Zhang Yu has retired!"

As soon as he arched his hand towards Su Lin, Zhang Yu's entire figure slowly blurred until he disappeared into the Holy Power Golden Page. And that volume of the Shengli novel also slowly floated down, and was held by Su Lin in his hand.

"Wow, Brother Su, it was originally said that the combat power of novelists is second only to Taoism. I didn't believe it before, but now that I have seen your "Zhang Yu Boiled Sea", even I am moved and want to follow you to learn novelists. ”

During the whole process, Yuan Duan stared intently, although he was still a child, he had a lot of knowledge.

"Brother Yuan, you better put out this thought! Novelists are very difficult. Zhihai must also be able to withstand the power of willpower. You also need to have extraordinary ability to comprehend your thoughts, and you can deeply understand the hidden aspirations behind the story of the novel, so that you can write a novel to ......"

Hong Liyu said with a smile, "Su Lin's "Zhang Yu Boiled Sea" is a semi-original novel. Moreover, the half-saint Zhang Yu should still be alive and know that Su Lin wrote this novel based on his story. After recognizing Su Lin, a trace of true spirit attached to the entity of the illusion power was transmitted from the air. ”

"Hong Gongzi is right, because the half-saint Zhang Yuken shot out of thin air, so Su Lin's novel is so powerful. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with the Patrol Yaksha!"

Ye Hongye nodded, and then immediately changed his words, staring at the boiled Patrol Yaksha on the beach, drooling, and said, "Haha! Boiled Yaksha, this is a big supplement! Su Lin, thanks to your blessing today, I can eat such a delicious food!"

"What? Ye Jinshi, I heard you right! You mean, you want to eat this disgusting sea patrol yaksha?"

Su Lin was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the cooked corpse of the Yaksha on the beach, although it smelled of an attractive smell of meat, he still couldn't help but feel sick in his heart.

"Oh, Surin, you're not right. This Yaksha used to be disgusting, but now that it's cooked, it's a delicacy that even money can't eat! And the Yaksha meat is not only delicious, but it can also strengthen the body and nourish the wisdom ......."

After speaking, Ye Hongye couldn't help but jump forward, pulled out a thigh of the Patrol Yaksha for the first time, removed the carapace on it, revealing the white, tender and fragrant flesh in it, opened his mouth and bit it down, almost swallowing his tongue.

"Ye Jinshi, don't want to swallow it alone. I'll leave a copy of the old slave ......"

Jia Lao also seemed to see the most delicious delicacy in the world, jumped forward with a swish, also picked up a thigh, removed the shell, and chewed it with relish.

While eating, Jia Lao also waved this yaksha thigh, and smiled at Su Lin: "Childe, such a delicacy is extremely rare! In particular, the brain in the head of this yaksha is even more delicious and abnormal, and it can nourish the mind...... Childe, come and eat, it's too late, but you're going to be preempted by Ye Jinshi's gluttonous cat......"

"Don't, don't...... Such a delicacy, Jia Lao, you should eat it well. I can't swallow it......"

As soon as Surin remembered the hideous appearance of the Yaksha just now with green juice in his mouth, he was disgusted and vomited, how could he put this Yaksha meat in his mouth?

And at this moment, the golden dragon scales on the body of the Yaksha suddenly flashed with golden light, and swooped out towards the depths of the sea.