After Wuji and the little half-immortal left the city, they walked to a place where there was no one, and the little half-immortal said, "My injuries have not healed, and I can't use my true qi in vain." ”

It's best not to move like this, otherwise, I lost too much blood last night, although I relied on the purity of my internal strength to protect my heart with my true qi, and I didn't worry about my life.

But the backlash was terrible, and with full force this time, the true qi was actually dispersed and rushed into the side acupoints, so that the qi and blood were stagnant, and even the viscera suffered a loss.

It takes at least three days to get off the ground, and for a hundred days you still can't move freely and use your strength in vain.

Because when he was in a hurry, the little half-fairy was talking, forgetting that the serious injury had not healed and could not turn, and his body couldn't help but lift up, and suddenly felt that the upper body was painful and sore, only to know that something was wrong, and quickly stopped,

Although he forcibly held back and did not shout, he was already trembling in pain, and he wanted to close his eyes and recuperate, but he did not feel like he had something in his heart, and his true qi could not be reconciled, and the pain was even worse.

I was feeling anxious and painful, my heart was like numbness, all my veins were boiling, and I was extremely uncomfortable.

The pain was cracking, and he shouldn't have carried his real strength to his hands before, but when he was injured, he retracted it, and his muscles and veins were strongly pressed by his real force, doubling the pain.

Although he didn't make a sound, he was sweating in pain, and he almost fainted.

I didn't know that the injury was too serious, only out of the crisis, and I didn't recover, I had something in my heart, I didn't pay attention to it, I started a little violently, just when I bowed my body, I suddenly felt that my body was sore, and my bones were like cracks.

Xiao Banxian's heart couldn't help but tighten slightly, but now that things have come to this point, they are bound to not be able to turn back, so they can only stubbornly continue to walk out.

Wujian immediately said: "Then it's better for me to carry my brother." ”

In the most difficult times of life, it is always touching to reach out to help.

Although it has not been determined whether it is friend or foe so far, goodbye is also a friend.

Maybe it's because Wujian saw too clearly and broke through the weakness of the little half-immortal in one word, or maybe it was because he knew it but didn't have the slightest intention of blaming, and his heart was faintly sore.

Xiao Banxian originally meant this, and immediately said, "It's really hard for you." ”

The blue of the sea, the cleanness of a newborn baby.

It's the simplicity of life that I've never seen before.

Seeing that the pupils of the snow stream are like mirrors, the light reflected is actually a pure whiteness, like the cleanest ice and snow on the top of the snow-capped mountain, which was brought to the world at first glance, although it is transparent and clear, but there is a kind of vastness that melts away at any time.

Only there is no sorrow or joy in his eyes, but he is more honest and innocent than any discerning person in the world.

Seeing that the eyes are as clean as a mirror, the light reflected is actually a pure whiteness, like the cleanest ice and snow on the top of the snow-capped mountain, which was brought to the world at first glance, although it is transparent and clear, but there is a kind of vastness that melts away at any time.

Such as drinking the nectar of the spring, the refreshing bath of the spring.

Where in the world is the water so clear, where is the water so sweet?

Walking all the way, it was in the direction of Koboji Temple, and I had already arrived at Koboji Temple for a while, but I didn't stop when I passed Koboji Temple.

Instead, he kept walking to the back mountain, and when Xiao Banxian thought of the fox demon and thought of the snake demon who didn't know if it belonged to the Nuwa clan, his heart sank.

"Is it in the back mountain?" asked the little half-fairy.

"No. ”

Wujian continued to speed up the mountain, but when he reached the top of the mountain, he said, "Huh", "How did this place become like this?" Although the top of the mountain has been cleaned up, it is still a mess.

The little half-fairy coughed, "We had a fight with a monster here a while ago. ”

There were too many outsiders around, so Xiao Banxian had no choice but to put his fist to his mouth and cough vigorously to hide his emotions, and remind everyone by the way.

"No wonder. ”

The footsteps did not stop, and it took three mountains in a row to stop, and Wuzhi stopped at this time.

"It's here. ”

Even if he didn't say that the little half-immortal could see that in such a deep mountain, there was a lake, the lake was not big, but it was clear and quiet, there was a large open space on the east side of the lake, the grass should be lush in spring, and there were several bamboo houses in the center of the clearing.

This very large lake has a curved shore, and the surrounding grasslands are verdant and flat, with abundant water and grass, and a variety of fish, which are inhabited by migratory birds in winter every year.

Moreover, the sky, mountains, clouds, and even the stars and moon at night are all extraordinarily beautiful, and the two days of living on the shore of Nanren Lake make people feel as if they have completely abandoned the red dust and entered a pure land at the end of the world.

This is the most beautiful river that the little half-fairy has ever seen, wide, clear, mighty, the trees and rice on the bank are thick and green tumbling, lush, see the green in the loess in the sky, and the ears are full of boundless silence, endless nostalgia, and endless years of nostalgia.

Further on, there is a pond of water, the blue water is dissolved, and the bottom can be seen clearly. The side of the pond is mostly pine and fir ancient trees that are more than 1,000 years old, and the green grass is lined up below, and the scenery is absolutely clear.

The lake is quiet and bright.

It's like a mirror in the sun.

Reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, it seems to be a paradise.

There is a cool mountain spring in the bamboo forest, and some people have cut a bamboo tube, which can be filled with water to drink.

The crisp sound of birds, echoing in the silent wind.

The heart of the lake is quiet.

All kinds of wild birds in the bushes, crisp and fragmented voices.

The meadow was a misty green, a green patch, like water, like smoke, like a dream, and rarely, even in winter.

In the southwest corner there is a snake water, which covers an area of 300 acres, and houses many water birds, such as herons.

The endless lake, like a pool of turquoise jade, occasionally leaves a few ripples, and it quickly returns to tranquility.

Looking at such a vast water and sky, how can it not make the little half-fairy feel happy.

It reminds the little demixian of a gentle river that meanders through green pastures and shaded by lush trees on its banks until it finally empties into the vast sea.

But the sea is so calm, so silent, so indifferent, that the little half-immortal will suddenly have an inexplicable tranquility.

Once the little half-fairy gazes at the sea, his heart is always moved by the scenery there, such as the color of the tide and the churning of the waves.

I saw that there were many small pines planted on those ordinary hills near the coast.

There are not so many small pines, and the summer is lush and green.

The little half-fairy just felt hot, and his mood was also very open.

As soon as you enter the wide gate, the Linghu Lake is sparkling, the weeping willows by the lake are still clinging, and the grass is scustomed.

The slopes are filled with the strong aroma of plants.

The shores of the lake are lined with forests, and the viewing platform offers a view of the vast water.

The lake is a natural reservoir that serves as a confluence for all the small rivers in the vicinity and has excellent views.

The river flows here and disappears into a tranquil.

The lake is a plateau with layers of forests and grasses.

They left the main channel and entered what at first glance looked like a small lake surrounded by land.

Next to the trees, there is a green grassy slope.

The snake-like twists and turns of brown roots glow beneath the tranquil surface of the water.

It was an endless stretch of reeds, and the reed flowers were in full bloom, and the sun was shining brightly.

Such water can only be found in reeds, turquoise, clear enough to see fish swimming in deep water.

When I walked to the stream, the shade of the trees and the spring water turned green.

The southeast wind came through the valley and was very cool.

Leaning against the stream, a white rock,

Looking to the north, the river outside the city is very clear, and there are still short green leaves growing in the vegetable furrows.

To the south to the north, to the east to the west, look, everywhere is wide and clear, there are mountains, lakes, cities and rivers.

The forest is dense, the grass is green, and the cattle and sheep graze freely by the river, and no one takes care of it.

Birds chirp, flowers scented, and a small river flowed.

The stone houses at the foot of the hill by the river are dotted among the small forests, like a landscape picture.

The little half-immortal looked at Wuji, Wuji smiled, and said, "This place was chosen by the master, and the house was built by me." Master used to bring me here to stay here for a few months every summer. ”

I have to say that this pure monk will really enjoy it, the little half-immortal is also very satisfied here, walked into the bamboo house, and found that the furnishings inside were very neat, and a corridor connected the two houses, a stove room and a living room.

"Brother, is it okay here?"

The main points and selling points of the creation of works with the theme of Xianxia

Xianxia class, in fact, is called Xiuzhen Xianxia class. With the Oriental people in the background, there are elements such as Xiuzhen and Xianxia in it.

Many authors still can't tell the difference between fantasy and Xianxia, in fact, it's very simple, there are many places where fantasy can be written, and it can be a hodgepodge. But the focus of Xianxia is to highlight a fairy word, seeking immortality and righteousness.

If you have a Xianxia background, mix it with Western vampires. This kind of thing will basically be classified into the fantasy. Xianxia works, I found that many people have taken detours.

The author is all writing, the protagonist wants to be more bullish and more bullish, there are beauties to have beauties, and there are magic weapons to have if there are magic weapons.

In fact, it doesn't matter what the subject is.

If you don't determine the long-term goals of the protagonist, and inadvertently remind the author to satisfy the reader's collecting habits with some short-term goals during the period, then it is actually conceivable whether this book can be popular.

Let me explain this passage.

is the protagonist of a Xianxia work, his goal is to live forever and upgrade to the highest level, and the author will arrange some plots to remind readers that the protagonist's ultimate pursuit is immortality and the highest level.

Then, often in the main character to upgrade to a certain level, defeat the enemy, harvest beauties and treasures.

Satisfying the reader's collectivism - Think about it, when the protagonist gets the treasure beauty, will he feel good? Wish the protagonist could get everything? This is the collector's fetish.

With a long-term goal, remind readers not to forget to follow this book, and have a short-term goal to satisfy the reader's cool psychology.

Can such a book not be popular?

Back to business!

There are also several themes in the Xianxia category.

1, the flood is sealed by the gods, and the representative work is "Buddha is the Way"

2, interstellar treasure hunt stream, the representative work is "Ethereal Journey"

3, urban fairy flow, there are many masterpieces.

4. Historical Xianxia, which is combined with history and integrated into the Xianxia category, is relatively rare.

For example, the sword immortals with Li Bai and the Tang Dynasty as the background, Lu Dongbin and the like, rely on the history of the creation of Xianxia works.

5, returning to the furnace Xianxia, it is very simple, it is a failure to cultivate immortals, and go back to dozens of hundreds of years ago to re-cultivate.

There are also some less popular ones, so I won't say much about it.

Xianxia, remember that the harem must be written according to reason. How do you say it? You always write about a person who cultivates immortals, who is ambiguous with this one today and intimate with that tomorrow.

This fairy spirit is gone, and naturally it won't look good, of course, if you write well, it doesn't matter. It's not just harem women who should pay attention, but also those behaviors like killing people and grabbing treasures, which should also be controlled a little.

If a protagonist has a super-hooligan character, kills people and grabs treasures, and has a lot of harems, this is actually okay. But the problem is that a large percentage of readers don't like this kind of subject matter.

Then, some authors will design something like a catastrophe for the protagonist's behavior, so that the protagonist can get through it with difficulty, and then his personality changes.

In this way, from a rogue fairy, turn back to a fairy-like fairy. It's just an assumption that we try to think about the balance of the world when we let the protagonist get the benefits

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