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- ~.< Shuhai Pavilion >-~ Li Qingshan woke up from his trance. It was already the moon in the sky, and the silver light was like a wash, shining on the earth.
The rows upon rows of bamboo buildings are cut into a patchwork of light and shadow by the moonlight.
On the ground, there is also a beam of light rising into the sky, reflecting each other.
He suddenly found himself in this pillar of light, which was the spiritual light gathered by the magic circle.
In the Dantian Qi sea, the true Qi becomes more and more abundant. Under the suppression of the spirit turtle and the purification of the Xumi ring, it is like a pure and boundless lake with no waves. But as long as he needs it, he can also set off huge waves to destroy everything in front of him.
Li Qingshan smiled slightly. With the help of this magic circle, the Qi refining period would not be an obstacle to him. He walked out of the magic circle and walked along the long corridor of interlaced light and shadow to his residence, a bamboo building facing the lake.
After making your selection in the morning, you still haven¡¯t had time to clean up?
He is going to stay in Baijia Seminary for a long time, and he has to take care of himself.
??The light loomed in the bamboo basket, and human voices could be heard faintly. Li Qingshan smiled slightly and pushed open the door.
Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai were sitting opposite each other and turned their heads together, "Qingshan."
Li Qingshan walked to the table, sat down cross-legged, and asked calmly: "Have you decided?"
"It's decided." Liu Chuanfeng's eyes were red, as if he had cried. Agreeing to what Li Qingshan said was tantamount to negating all his past efforts. It also meant that the characters he had condensed would leave him forever and never appear in this world again.
Although they were false and lifeless, they actually spent countless days and nights with him. If it weren't for Sun Fuji's persuasion, he would never have been able to make a decision in such a short period of time.
Sun Fubai said: "As soon as daybreak comes, I will order people to recall and destroy those novels."
Li Qingshan said: "That's not necessary, just let them fade away naturally."
"Huh?" Liu Chuanfeng opened his eyes wide.
Li Qingshan said: "All I need is determination. I hate people who are unwilling to sacrifice anything and just want to sit still and wait for others to save them. Fortunately, you are not that."
Liu Chuanfeng seemed to have survived from a desperate situation. He grabbed Li Qingshan's hand and said thank you.
After his emotions calmed down, Li Qingshan said: "Then let's start!"
"How to start?" Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fujian looked at each other.
Li Qingshan shrugged: "Of course he taught me the skills of a novelist."
"Youare you willing to learn?" Liu Chuanfeng said in disbelief. Li Qingshan's attitude was quite determined at the beginning.
"Not necessarily. You have to understand it first, but you may learn it. I am not a savior. I can't save a novelist without knowing the novelist." Li Qingshan said matter-of-factly. The principle he adheres to is that either he or she will quit. , if you want to do it, do it to the end.
Liu Chuanfeng's face was full of excitement, but Sun Fujian was worried. If a fresh and powerful blood is injected into this decaying body, can it bring it back to life? Or even this blood was wasted.
But in any case, the novelist who had been stagnant for many years once again started to move forward.
"Senior brother, please tell me!"
Sun Fujian cleared his throat and started teaching.
The novelist's method is not difficult in terms of cultivation. It does not even require practicing another method. It only needs to be based on the "Guishui Condensation Qi Jue" as the foundation. All it takes is to condense a talisman in the body.
The divine talisman is a kind of spiritual talisman. But it is different from ordinary spiritual talismans. The spiritual talisman is a document between heaven and earth. Practitioners can use it to communicate with heaven and earth, but the magical talisman can communicate with another special power. The power of faith comes from the heart of a living being.
A practitioner who possesses a magical talisman will have a place in the secular world. The name of the divine talisman that mortals consider to be the characteristics of gods is "Dayan Talisman".
In the distant past, the ancient monk copied the twisting form of the underground spiritual vein. That was the prototype of the Dayan Talisman. The first step for the novelist's disciples was to condense this talisman. The talisman comes.
This is not difficult for Li Qingshan. It is estimated that it can be done in up to ten days. The attributes on the water armor play a crucial role.
But for the disciples of the novelist, this is just the simplest step. How to gather the power of faith and strengthen this talisman is the most difficult.
It is not easy to write a novel that can become a legend, but in Li Qingshan's previous life, he saw with his own eyes that many people did it! He has personally witnessed the birth of many legendary figures. If the Dayan Talisman existed in that world, they would definitely appear alive in this world.
So what is he going to do now? Find one of theseCome to copy?
Seeing that Li Qingshan was willing to learn the skills of a novelist without destroying his own novels, Liu Chuanfeng regained his energy and said proudly: "Although you look down on me, it's not easy to write a novel. If you write it yourself, I'm afraid you won't be able to write it again." Not as good as me."
Li Qingshan was convinced that he was not meant to sit down and write novels, not to mention that he couldn't remember so many words from his previous life. Even if he could remember, could he change everything?
Those stories full of modern tastes may not be in line with the ideas of people of this era. In the end, they will only be regarded as the dreams of a madman. Even if a classic legend is really copied for him, how many years will it take to accumulate it? Even if he succeeds in the end, it will only be his fault, and it cannot be said that he saved the novelist.
Sun Fubai had already thought of this problem and sighed with some worry, "This is not easy!"
Li Qingshan said confidently: "We think you have got the most critical issue wrong!"
"What?"
"Whether it's a novel or a magic talisman, it's just an opportunity. The most important thing is the medium!"
"What does media mean?" This new vocabulary made Sun Fuji and Liu Chuanfeng a little confused.
Li Qingshan gave a brief explanation: "It is the so-called communication channel. Even if you write the novel and make it appear, no one will read it, it will be in vain."
Liu Chuanfeng said disapprovingly: "If you think this is the problem, you are looking down on us."
Li Qingshan just knew that Sun Fubai also had an extremely huge industry in the mortal world, including all the big bookstores in Qinghe Mansion. They are all under his name. As long as Liu Chuanfeng writes it, no matter how deplorable the content is, it can be printed out in large quantities by the Mohist printing press and placed in bookstores everywhere. Each copy is cheap or even given away for free. . All useless.
Li Qingshan smiled and said, "Is that all?"
"What else can be done?" Liu Chuanfeng said.
Li Qingshan said: "I was born in a small mountain village. There is no bookstore there. I haven't seen a book in more than ten years. You can count the literate people there with one hand."
"So what?" Liu Chuanfeng was confused. It was normal for ignorant people in mountain villages to be illiterate. Those people are looked down upon by even the scholars among mortals, let alone the dignified Qi practitioners.
Sun Fubai seemed to have some realization.
Li Qingshan added: "You just said that the Confucian officials who guard one side will also condense a magic talisman in their bodies!"
"Yes, that magical talisman is called the Great Sage Talisman, and it is actually the original Taoist merit talisman."
Merit is a crucial term for ancient monks. The difficulty of practice is very high, and monsters and monsters are a great threat. Force them to use all available power.
The two kinds of talismans use two completely different powers in people's hearts, one is belief and the other is gratitude. After ancient monks performed good deeds, ordinary people often wanted to set up immortal tablets and worship their benefactors day and night.
Although the merit talisman cannot be faked and become true like the Dayan talisman. Turn fantasy into reality. But it has the effect of having deep blessings and turning bad luck into good luck.
In that chaotic era when demons were roaming around, luck was even more important than strength. Practitioners often encountered the dilemma of "encountering a dog at the corner. It turns out to be a demon general." No matter what kind of genius you are. It will only end up being a snack.
"What, Foundation Establishment Monk, you are a demon commander and you won't go out for a walk?" There are also powerful aliens and terrifying demonic monks. Their personal power is really too small. Even if you spend your whole life practicing in seclusion, it is inevitable that "if you sit at home, disaster will come from heaven."
Therefore, learning divination and accumulating merit have become essential subjects for monks. It is crucial to be able to predict this situation and even have more luck to avoid encountering this situation.
In this era, you no longer have to worry about this situation. Although the practitioners still fight fiercely with each other, compared with the monsters, monsters, and strangers, they appear to be very gentle and lovely.
Spending time on accumulating merit becomes a bit more costly than it is worth. In Confucianism, only incompetent disciples will take the path of becoming an official. Many monks lamented the collapse of morality and the staleness of people's hearts.
Sun Fubai said: "Qingshan, what do you mean?"
Li Qingshan said: "What I mean is that you have mistaken your identity from the beginning. What the novelist is concerned about is not how to make up a story, but to run this three thousand miles like an official from Confucianism." Land, try to let as many people as possible become the disseminators of the story.¡±
"You may think those people are stupid, but when do we need wise men? Isn't it just a group of fools who believe in the ghost that makes the ghost come true? To be honest,??I have no prejudice against what you wrote, I just don't like it, but just because I don't like it doesn't mean that everyone doesn't like it. "
"I believe that they don't have such high requirements for stories. They will even like the novels you wrote more than the poems and songs written by the great Confucian scholars. The audience of Yangchun Baixue will never be as good as the lower Liba people."
Liu Chuanfeng¡¯s eyes lit up. If he really got to that point, it wouldn¡¯t be difficult for him to break through to the realm of foundation building. But he said distressedly: "But they can't read // Shumilou's fastest text update. < Book Sea Pavilion > - No ads //!" We can't spend several years teaching old farmers to read!
"This is just the long-term plan and strategy. If we can't teach old farmers to read, how can we also teach children? We are not short of money, so we will organize hundreds of thousands of hope private schools to teach children to read and read for free. Sooner or later, one day, They can become the building blocks of a novelist.¡±
Sun Fubai was also stunned by Li Qingshan's plan. This kind of vision was completely beyond their imagination. Even the Confucianists on the Fuze side would not think of setting up a private school, and finally It's a good thing that they won't be able to read Chinese characters for the rest of their lives and can live peacefully as their own ordinary people.
This plan seems so reasonable. They have always only thought about how to write moving novels, but they never think about cultivating readers. They should cultivate them from the most humble and ignorant peasant children, perhaps. He comes from a mountain village, so he can think of this!
The idea of ????Hope Private School is so good. They can even use novels as enlightenment reading materials. Of course, they cannot use Liu Chuanfeng's kind. It turns out that this was his intention to let Liu Chuanfeng destroy those books. It was like a bright light was lit in front of my eyes, and as the association deepened, this bright light soon burned into the sun.
Li Qingshan gave them time to digest, and then continued: "If you look closer, it's not just words that can spread stories!"
In his time, there were still not many people willing to sit down and read, but through various media, more "gods" were created in twenty years than in the past two thousand years.
Sun Fubai's mind has already opened up, "You mean?"
"We need storytellers, singers, actors, anyone who can spread stories for us, and then unite them to form an association, called Yunxu Society." Li Qingshan stretched out his right hand and shook it fiercely. Then he waved his hand: "Let them go to every corner of Qinghe Mansion to tell the story we wrote."
"These people, in this world, are truly inferior people. They are despised by everyone, and their status is even lower than that of farmers. There are countless worlds between the Qi Master and these people, but now they are talking about using their power. Liu Chuanfeng and Sun Fubai had never even thought about it, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt that it made sense.
¡° Originally, they didn¡¯t fully believe Li Qingshan¡¯s claim that he could save the novelist, but they just wanted to give it a try. But now, they all believe that this method can work. If Li Qingshan's ideas are implemented, the novelist will have a future.
"Stop writing at your desk, go out and build all this up. It may take a little time, but as long as we succeed, we mean that next year will be the end of the world, and many people will believe that what power we can use by then ?The power of doomsday?" Li Qingshan said with a smile.
Both Sun Fubai and Liu Chuanfeng were so excited that they could not help themselves. They had only one thought in their minds: the novelist could be saved.
"Uncle Fu, this matter will be very troublesome. You need to use your energy in the mortal world to find as many helpers as possible to complete it bit by bit."
Sun Fubai smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be afraid of trouble, don't be afraid of trouble." At his age, his cultivation has already stagnated, and the meaning of persisting in practice is no longer very great. But if he can really accomplish this, his cultivation may not be You cannot go to the next level and reach a state that was originally unimaginable.
The power gathered by the talisman is a kind of power that transcends the routine of practice. Whether it is for the novelist or himself, he will go all out.
The reason for the rise of the novelist was laid on this bright moon night. (To be continued)~.< Book Sea Pavilion >-~
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