The next day, the sky was clear.

Su Fan sat in his backyard, with Xiaoxishan's pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his arms, and he didn't write down a word for a long time.

I thought it was easy to write, but when I really wanted to put pen to paper, I found that I couldn't even write the beginning.

What should I write about first?

Su Fan took out the "newspaper" that Zhou Zhuang gave him before, and paid a slight attention to the "Fairy Loves Me Again" in the middle.

Well......

What the hell is this?

Could it be that the male authors of Xiaoxi Mountain only write this kind of thing?

What about my life in the east of the river in 30 years and in the west of the river in 30 years?

Immediately, Su Fan dropped the handwritten newspaper and picked up the pen and wrote it on the paper scroll in front of him.

[The eastern edge of the New World, the Zhou family.

"Cultivation, the early stage of foundation building!"

Looking at the light emanating from the Spirit Root Detection Stone, a grim young man on the edge secretly clenched his fists.

Sharp nails had pierced his skin, red blood trickled down the cracks in his fists, and the pain in his hands matched the stinging pain in his heart.

"Zhouzhuang, cultivation, early stage of foundation building, spiritual root: low-level ...... of soil attributes"

Next to the Linggen Detection Stone, a tall man was expressionless, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

As soon as his words came out, many of the young men and girls standing below began to whisper, and some even turned their heads to look at the figure in the corner.

......

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!"

Zhou Zhuang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and stared indifferently at the pink dress at the door. 】

Stop writing!

Su Fan looked at the things that were swaying and writing on his scroll, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Although it is not as good as the writing of other gods, it can be regarded as the first book copied by yourself, and it should be no problem to take it out and fish in troubled waters.

"Tut, it's still a comfortable sentence, and it's exciting to read. Su Fan muttered to himself.

Then he took out the teleportation charm again, tied up what he had written, and activated the teleportation charm.

"Whoosh-"

The next moment, the teleportation charm disappeared through the air, and no one knew the exact location.

In the middle of the new world, in a large mountain that no one cares about, prohibitions are arranged here, and there are many protective circles outside.

Almost every three zhang there will be a dark whistle, the breath is constricted, and there is no way to find it without careful inspection.

In the cave on the side of the mountain, omniscient birds came in and out, and there were even many figures coming and going, smiling and greeting the people around them.

Each of these people was wearing black forbidden robes and masks, and no one knew the identity of the other, except for a few who deliberately removed the masks, the rest of them were reluctant to show their faces.

In the cave, almost the entire mountain has been hollowed out, and the internal pavilions are everywhere, and small bridges and flowing water are also everywhere.

At the top is a spirit treasure that resembles a small sun, emitting a dazzling light and temperature.

On both sides of the mountain wall is a circle of spiraling suspended stairs, all the way connected to an illusory water curtain in mid-air.

And in the midst of this turmoil, there is a larger space, and there are many fewer people in it, but everywhere you look is an omniscient bird.

In the middle of the omniscient bird, a middle-aged man with a thin figure held a porcelain jar with a nine-pin pill in it.

And every time the middle-aged man waved his hand, a large number of pills would fly out, and the omniscient birds around him also swarmed up, surround the middle-aged man's side.

"Have you collected any good pen and ink?"

The middle-aged man asked himself while feeding the omniscient bird.

In the darkness behind him, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened, and a few scrolls of paper were held in the hands of the black mist.

"This was just received, I looked at it and it didn't feel very good. ”

The scrolls of paper were held up by the black mist and slowly flew towards the middle-aged man's side.

The middle-aged man also threw out all the pills in the porcelain jar, and reached out to take the paper rolls one by one.

With a glance, the middle-aged man sighed.

"Alas, the stall of the new world cannot be missed, and we must make the name of Xiaoxi Mountain. The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "You go and let these people who are responsible for writing rewrite, these things are not as good as what the fool in Zhou Zhuang wrote." ”

With that, the rolls of paper spontaneously combusted and slowly dispersed into flying ashes.

"Mountain Lord, now that the new world has just taken shape, the major forces are grabbing territory, but I'm afraid that no one will take care of us. ”

The man in the darkness said softly: "And the old friends who came with us before also have the heart to leave now, and they are all a little disgusted that our price is too low." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man subconsciously clenched his fists.

Low price?!

I spent a lot of resources cultivating them, and now I want to leave?

Dog stuff!

"Then let them go, remember to send them away quietly, don't get the same blood as last time. The middle-aged man said unhurriedly.

At this moment, a scroll of paper slowly flew out of the darkness.

The man looked at him in surprise, and caught the paper roll with a little confusion in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, good pen and ink will only be sent to him after being tasted by the people below, and the ink on this paper scroll can still have wet traces, apparently made by the person who wrote it not long ago.

Just at a glance, he was attracted by the content above, although the name "Zhouzhuang" is a bit jumpy, but the content is absolutely no problem, and it can attract a lot of monks when it is issued.

"Mountain Lord, a new pen and ink is coming, and it's different from the previous ones!"

Secretly, the man hurriedly spoke, and then sent the paper roll over.

The middle-aged man caught it and looked at it, and a hint of surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Huh?"

Immediately, he looked at it word by word from the beginning, and he didn't dare to miss a word.

"Okay! Good 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "How many years have it been, and finally someone has written such a text, it seems that there are many interesting people in the new world." ”

"My lord, the name of Zhou Zhuang is ...... above," the voice came slowly in the darkness.

"Don't care!" The middle-aged man said with a smile: "Let the people below prepare, send this out directly, contact the person who wrote this pen and ink, and ask him if he is interested in joining us completely in Xiaoxi Mountain." ”

"Yes!"

In the darkness, the blood-red eyes slowly disappeared.

The middle-aged man didn't say a word while holding the paper scroll, but the green tendons did appear on his hands.

Xiuwei was abolished, the family was bullied, and his fiancée quit the marriage, which is really a human tragedy, but I didn't expect Zhouzhuang to have such a story.

No wonder he has such a ability at a young age, and it seems that he has also experienced all kinds of life.

The person who wrote this pen and ink must be an acquaintance of Zhou Zhuang and knows Zhou Zhuang's daily life very well.

Is this man like the heavenly realm to us?

Everyone directly used Zhou Zhuang's name, could it be that they wanted to build momentum for Zhou Zhuang and let him be in the new world

Became famous earlier?

Interesting!

Su Fan had already begun to study the situation of the transmission note, after all, he had to find a way to find the news of the spell first.

The transmission notes of Xiaoxi Mountain are different from the transmission notes of the cultivation realm.

In comparison, Xiaoxi Mountain's transmission note is more like a rune seal, when the other end can be heard after using the aura to activate, while the cultivation realm is a magic weapon, once damaged, it will not be able to continue to use.

Su Fan did not hesitate, and directly activated the transmission note in his hand.

Cryptic words floated from the transmission notes, converging into a dark golden circle circle in front of Su Fan.

"Xiaoxi Mountain Mingxin Hall, what do you want to ask?"

There was a lazy inquiry from inside the circle, and the person on the other end seemed to be very reluctant to deal with Su Fan.

Su Fan glanced at the magic circle curiously, and asked slowly: "I want to know the specific situation of the spell, the more specific the better!"

"Okay, the spell news belongs to the seven-grade news, which is only available to the Dao Protectors, and you have to pay an additional hundred nine-grade elixirs, are you sure you want to know all the news?"

The voice within the circle came out again.

"I am the protector!"

Su Fan hurriedly said: "I just finished writing something and passed it to you, how can I give it to you the Nine Rank Spirit Pill?"

The Nine Rank Spirit Pill is not simple, as far as it is concerned, they Haotian Sect does not have an alchemist who can refine it.

Danyun Peak's side has only refined the sixth-grade spirit pill at most.

The matter of the pill will be talked about later, and it is the most important thing to ask about the specific situation first.

"The Omniscient Bird will find your place and prove yourself as a protector first!"

Looking at the circle circle, Su Fan's brows furrowed slightly.

Is the omniscient bird so godly?

Before, Zhou Zhuang said that the omniscient bird would send newspapers over, and now the people on the other side of this circle are the same, it seems that this omniscient bird is really important in Xiaoxi Mountain.

To put it bluntly, the identity of the protector is Su Fan's pen name, after all, it is impossible to use his real name to write this thing, and it is easy to get into trouble.

"Li Haotian is my younger brother. Su Fan said slowly.

He thought about this name for a long time before he thought of it, not only would he not reveal his identity to the outside world, but also let the people in the cultivation realm know about the situation of Haotian Sect.

In the future, I only need to write some hints in those articles, and with the IQ of the cultivators in the cultivation realm, they should be able to understand it.

There was no sound on the other end of the circle, as if he was inquiring about the situation on Su Fan's side.

After a while, a voice came from the other side: "I'm sorry, your name is not among the preachers, you better be sure that you will speak." ”

Well?

No?!

Su Fan's eyebrows raised, and his whole face darkened.

I have already teleported over, how could I not have it?

Isn't it possible that someone found out that the writing was good, so they changed their name and then pretended to be?!

But...... Is this possible?

The Xiaoxi Mountain family has a big business, and it is impossible to do such a thing because of a piece of paper, right?

"I just passed it out, maybe it's less than half an hour, why don't you wait?" Su Fan asked hurriedly.

"Don't wait, we have a record here, if you don't say no, if you don't mess around, don't blame us for finding out your location, and then make you regret today's decision!"

The people in the circle circle were also a little impatient, and they directly began to threaten.

Su Fan sat down on the rocking chair with a solemn expression.

I finally saw a glimmer of hope, but in the end, there was no more?

What the hell is going on?