Half Immortal Yao and Half Immortal Yi walked over, straightened their clothes, bowed their hands, and made a long salute

"I am a child of a half-immortal family, if I am negligent, I ask the Taoist to forgive me."

Facing the three of them to greet each other, Liu Zhongzhou snorted coldly!

"Hehe, how dare you, how dare you, since Your Highness said so, how can the last general not believe it, Your Highness, please, the ancestors of the family are already waiting in the hall of the second gate. ”

Li Jingye clenched his fists excitedly, vibrated his lower arms, and secretly vented, that smug look was not concealed at all, if it weren't for Li Xian's presence, I was afraid that he would look up to the sky and laugh wildly.

Cheng Shuo remembered the bronze Jue given by the stranger, and came here on the order of the master, although his heart was a little scared, he knew that Chen San must also be a friend of the master, but the old man and the seer were two black shadows, together with the group of people in front of him, were all suspicious, and they couldn't help but be cautious, so they answered a little slowly.

"Xiaguan Wang Bo has seen His Royal Highness King Lu and His Royal Highness King Zhou. Since Li Xian gave the order, Zhang Che didn't dare to slack off, and trotted out all the way, and in an instant, a handsome young man turned out behind the screen, with red face and white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, quite feminine beauty, except for Wang Zi'an, who else.

But seeing that Wang Bo took two steps, he stood up a little reservedly, and bowed to the Li Xian brothers at the top, his movements were quite standardized, but he was obviously arrogant.

However, Liu Zhongzhou also got up and returned the salute, looked at it, and saw that this young man had a heroic temperament, although he was young, but there was a faint awe-inspiring atmosphere.

The little half-immortal was about to leave with the half-immortal sister and brother, and heard Liu Zhongzhou say: "The people of the half-immortal family really have a big shelf, and they have to leave without respecting a glass of wine!"

Mr. looked at Cheng Shuo, and saw that he only used his hands to comb his long beard, stared at a pair of eyes, straightened his waist, and was quite awe-inspiring.

Mr. has seen a lot of people who study and teach, although he has been famous for a long time, and when it is time to meet, he is also very polite like a subordinate in the officialdom to meet his boss, a little bit of a question, a yes to an answer, it has never been seen that he is so calm and unconcerned.

A man walked out in front of him, but he was thirty years old, tall, beautifully dressed, holding a white folding fan in his hand, compared to Qin Ke's cold and plain, he had another temperament, and his appearance was just right.

The two sword eyebrows are heroic, especially the pace, the demeanor, three points lazy, seven points high-spirited, and completely worthy of the four words of grace and grace.

Xiao Banxian turned his head and smiled: "Back to the seniors, the juniors can't drink, I hope to be considerate." ”

He wore a straight uniform, with lofty eyebrows, a calm bearing, clear speech, and a childish demeanor, talking eloquently.

This elegant man has an extraordinary appearance, but he exudes a cold temperament, just like the morning fog, ethereal and hazy. His smile was faint and light.

Liu Zhongzhou said coldly: "There are even people in the half-immortal family who can't drink, it seems that the half-immortal family is about to decline." ”

The queen's thin lips pursed lightly, her eyes were condensed, and her attitude was resolute. That look made my heart sink in my heart. Su Ri saw the queen, but felt that she was kind and kind, kind and noble, and she was really the daughter of the state.

Looking at her behavior and attitude now, I think that she is from a general, and she gives orders with both the calm and calm of a general, and her cold face and resoluteness.

As soon as he said this, Banxian Yao's eyebrows were upside down, and Banxian Yi was also uneven, but Xiao Banxian was still calm and light: "What the predecessor said is." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, Your Royal Highness and the princess came together, it is really the glory of the temple, the poor monks have heard His Royal Highness's name for a long time, and I can see it today, and I am fortunate to have three lives. ”

Master Zhixin took a small step back slightly, to show that he did not dare to accept Li Xian's courtesy, his long eyebrows were lowered, his face was full of flattering smiles, and his mouth was very polite.

He stood under a green plum tree, his face was a little pale, and he did not see an ordinary faint smile, and his eyes were even more unfathomably deep, and the awe-inspiring momentum was like two people with the ordinary laughing and uninhibited frivolous man.

Liu Zhongzhou said proudly: "That old guy who is half an immortal Renxin, the days of crying are ahead. ”

Among the sixteen Xuanmen, in addition to the Apocalypse, the remaining fourteen are said to be equal, but there is a difference in the size of the power and prestige.

His person is elegant and elegant, with a long beard and fluttering, at first glance, he looks like a weak scholar, but the iron and blood on his body is very human.

is not angry and self-assured, the deep and wise eyes, and the indifferent expression, all show the spirit of an iron-blooded general in the army, Rao is Li Xian's natural calm and outstanding, but after a long period of silence, he also has a feeling that he is about to lose his strength.

Where have the half-immortal sisters and brothers been subjected to this kind of qi since they were children, and the half-immortal Yi immediately couldn't help it, and sneered: "But the sect that ranks at the bottom, the light of the fireflies also wants to compete with Haoyue." ”

Half Immortal Yi opened his mouth coldly, and his voice was like a sharp sword, which made the dwarf old man Liu Zhongzhou's face change, and when his eyes swept over the three of them, a sense of arrogance was also faintly revealed in his words.

The figure in the painting is dressed in silver armor, standing high on the city wall, holding a longbow, with a lofty and proud momentum between his eyebrows, and his eyes are quietly and brightly staring ahead.

It seems that the boss is inspecting her thousands of troops and horses, and it seems that the king is looking down on her territory with such grace and calmness, lined with the flying flags behind her, if you want to spread your wings and soar for nine days of the phoenix, such a peerless independence!

She was still wrinkling her eyebrows thoughtfully, but after only a while, she returned to her usual arrogance, and even added a bit of arrogance between her eyebrows.

Liu Wenying glanced at the half-immortal family: "The slave family is also clumsy, at first I thought it was a side branch of the half-immortal family, but I didn't expect it to be the three sons and daughters of the lineage." ”

The little half-immortal who originally respectfully bowed to the three heads slowly stood still, but his body was as straight and handsome as an aspen, as if he had changed someone, and his body exuded a faint bright atmosphere.

At this time, I saw her standing in front of the temple, her hands folded in her sleeves, and she was only half sideways to look at herself. Although there was a smile on his face, there was undisguised coldness and reserve between his eyebrows.

The familiar figure, at the head of the crowd, steadily climbed to the sky-high altar, his black hair was braided with a red rope, and he was dressed in black, and his posture was even more slender and straight. When the breeze blows, the wide cloak is raised, exuding awe-inspiring majesty.

Xiao Banxian smiled: "I didn't want to reveal my identity, but I didn't expect to be recognized by Senior Liu." ”

Lu Yao patiently greeted them politely, and saw that Pei Jianwen on the shore also threw away the branches in his hands, and stood alone on the mille-feuille stone of the lake with his hands in his hands, wearing white clothes and moving lightly in the wind, looking straight at himself with the last bit of sunset, with a sarcastic chuckle on his face, and like an ancient well without waves.

The middle-aged monk Lu Da Niu's eyes were like lightning, ignoring Half Immortal Yao and Half Immortal Yi, and carefully looked at the little Half Immortal, feeling that this son in front of him had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, vaguely similar to the old man back then, and his qualifications were also good, and he was a little jealous in his heart.

Half Immortal Yi was just about to answer, but when he saw Half Immortal Yi's eyes clear, he was destined to himself, as if his mind had been seen through.

The little half-immortal knew that the half-immortal was arrogant, so he blurted out first: "I went out for the first time, and since it was inconvenient, I naturally shouldn't go out. “

The two looked at each other, and the fat woman Liu Wenying smiled slightly, but there was no trace of a smile in her eyes.

The Temple of Prayer for Heaven, the main hall of the old palace, used to be the place where the kings of Tuyuhun met and ministers, but now it is a sea of black and white, the white is the silk flower, the black is the prayer flag, the cigarette smoke is swirling, and the Sanskrit singing is bursting,

Several oil lamps are lit on the incense table in the center, and under the incense case is a black coffin, in front of which there is a strong man sitting cross-legged.

But I saw that his nose was straight and his mouth was square, his beard was like a beard, and his eyes were open and closed, and his essence was flashing, and he was not angry but self-assured.

Liu Wenying said with a smile: "It is said that the future head of the half-immortal family is a sinking fish and a goose and a shy flower, at first the slave family didn't believe it, but now when I see it, I feel that those descriptions are not worthy of the son at all." There is a son in charge, why can't the half-immortal family rule the Xuanmen. ”

There was a man walking out in front of him, but he was thirty years old, tall, beautifully dressed, holding a white folding fan in his hand, compared to Qin Ke's cold and plain, he had another temperament, and his appearance was just that, the two sword eyebrows were heroic, especially the pace, that demeanor, three points lazy, seven points high-spirited, and completely worthy of the word "suave and suave".

This rhetoric is indeed gentle and polite, but it is also noble and reserved, which makes people can't help but be respectful and close.

But after Liu Wenying's kind smile, a pair of eyes as silent as a cold pool, as dark as a bottomless abyss, always made the little half-fairy feel that he couldn't see through, as if he couldn't see through the impermanence of the world, turning clouds and rain.

The clothes were blown by the wind, fluttering like a fairy, he just stood quietly, his posture did not change, he didn't know what he was thinking, his face was clearly not old, but it looked like he always felt a bit of maturity that was not commensurate with his age, and his dark eyes were indifferent to the world.

I stood on the streets of every bustling city in China, looking in the direction of Tibet. I know that this is not a prostration, but the truly devout worshippers are those who prostrate all the way to Lhasa in three steps, one bow, five steps, and one prostration, until their clothes are ragged and bruised, but they do not change their love for eternity. I know I'll never do that in my life, and I'm reluctant to trade half or twenty years of my life for a distant faith.

But Lu Daniu didn't notice it, but as soon as he heard his wife praise other men for their good looks, he became even more angry, and his sunken cheeks puffed up.

Then Lu Da Niu and the little half-immortal volleyed into the air, the coercion in the space was pervasive, the flowing clouds changed, slowly, the golden light appeared around the small half-immortal road, and Lu Da Niu's dark red black light, the coercion around these two people has made it difficult for everyone in the inn to move.

I wanted to get up and leave the red dust, but the shadow fell into the world. Qianwang waited to turn around and smile, only complaining that he was the person in the painting.

Come and see how important an outline really is!

Xuanpai Xuanpai 2018-07-10

I saw a sentence on the Internet: write a book as soon as possible! This is the same as becoming famous as soon as possible.

But no one is born to write (they don't know how to write), and people are in the process of learning all their lives, so no matter when they start, it's never too late.

01

Straight to the point.

First of all, let's talk about what is an outline, what is the purpose of an outline, and does it have to be an outline to write an essay?

I checked a lot of relevant information, and there were different opinions: the outline is the foundation, the overall grasp of it, etc., some give a very detailed format, or even a template for becoming a god, and some even include the character setting, story background, and even the theme idea...... Wait a minute.

Personally, I don't think the outline needs to be so complicated, and there is no need to get all the content of the character, background, theme, and technical settings. The character design is the character design, and the system setting is the system setting, all of which serve the whole story, that is, serve the outline.

I'm not good at handwriting, so I like to practice writing when I write, and when I write, I have to observe the structure of the calligraphy. I observed the character "outline" in the outline, which was particularly interesting because I found that it was composed of the "纟" side of the rope and the net character "Gang".

I gave a picture of "the outline is the rope" and the main line "strung together the nets (storylines)".

So, here I will define it: the outline is a summary of the main plot after your decomposition, and it plays the role of the outline.

Writing an outline is to sort out the main plot line, figure out the cause and effect of all the plot development around the main line, and at the same time let all the side plots serve the main line, so that you are always under control. That's why many people say, "Write an outline, don't deviate, write an outline, don't be too supervised", that's the reason.

The main plot is a complete summary of the core story content. The main plot is further condensed into the introduction, that is, you have to tell the reader what this book is for?

02

Let's talk about the differences between Eastern and Western cultures: in the East, most of them are centered on character portrayal, such as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", simply put, his main line is Guo Jing's growth from a silly boy to a hero (of course, there are branch lines interspersed in it), and the current more popular Xianxia flow is even more so; in the West, most of them are based on story development, such as "The Lord of the Rings", all the characters are around destroying the Lord of the Rings and defeating the dragon.

So is it necessary to write an outline?

According to my observation and analysis, in addition to a few cattle who have a particularly good control over the plot and layout, they have full of talent and skills in this area;

Both types of people don't need to write an outline.

For newcomers, it is necessary to write an outline, especially for medium and long articles.

The question arises again: how to write an outline?

As mentioned earlier, the outline is a summary of the main plot after the breakdown. Then write an outline to pick out those key events that affect the growth of the character (East, or affect the development of events (West), and these events must have a clear causal progression.

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