On the 16th of the first month.
A new year would start on this day, and everyone's lives would return to normal.
Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong returned to the Buddhist Way.
Zhang Heng continued to upload Overwhelming Sky every day.
This was a world of great competition. Countless geniuses who sealed themselves as the Source of God chose to appear in this world.
Ye Fan stepped onto the Ancient Path of the Starry Sky to seek the method to become a Martial Monarch Realm expert!
Zhang Heng's cultivation base quietly broke through to the Celestial Immortal realm.
"The Hundred Schools are recruiting?"
Zhang Heng looked at Liu Ru in surprise.
Liu Ru nodded." That's right. Every spring, hundreds of schools will recruit disciples.”
"What does that have to do with me?"
Zhang Heng asked.
"Of course it matters. You're the head of the novelist family now! Many people are here for you!"
Liu Ru said helplessly.
It was only then that Zhang Heng remembered that he was the head of a novelist family.
He followed Liu Ru to Debate Island.
The square where Zhang Heng used to test his aptitude was already filled with people, most of whom were young and energetic.
At a glance, there were actually more than ten thousand people.
"There are so many people. When will it take for them to finish testing their aptitude one by one?”
Zhang Heng was surprised.
"That's why I brought you here."
Liu Ru said with a smile. Then, her figure disappeared in an instant.
"Zhang Heng?"
Many people in the square noticed Zhang Heng's arrival and ran toward him.
Seeing how enthusiastic she was, Zhang Heng was too embarrassed to leave. He could only curse Liu Ru in his heart.
"Zhang Heng, I want to write a novel! I've read every book you've written. I'm your fan!”
"I want to become a novelist. I want to write novels too!”
The crowd was crowded and there were endless cheers. Many people said that they wanted to write novels.
Zhang Heng felt a headache coming on." Have you all written novels in the bookstore before?”
"Of course I did. Thousands of people are reading it!”
"I have more than you. Nearly ten thousand people have seen it!”
Some people in the crowd immediately responded.
"Zhang Heng, so many people want to become novelists. This is a sign that novelists are thriving!”
Liu Chuanfeng said to Zhang Heng as he arrived on the island.
"Yes, we all sincerely want to write novels!”
Zhang Heng was speechless. The prosperity of novelists was none of his business.
After some thought, he said," I'll upload the cultivation method of novelists into the classics of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy. Anyone who wants to write novels can cultivate it!”
"As for becoming a novelist? Forget it."
The crowd was silent. Suddenly, someone shouted,"
"I don't care. As long as I write a novel and cultivate the techniques of a novelist, I'll be a novelist's disciple!”
"Yes, that's right. We're all disciples of novelists!”
As soon as he said this, countless people responded.
"Greetings, Teacher!"”
Zhang Heng was speechless.
Alright, as long as you're happy!
The reason why he dared to publish the cultivation method of a novelist was because he had thought about it for a moment.
The cultivation of novelists was to accumulate the readers 'wish power, so as to manifest the characters in the book and improve their own cultivation. They did not need spiritual energy or talent.
In other words, as long as the novel was written well, the cultivation would be faster.
Moreover, those who liked to write novels were mostly otakus. With power, it would not have much of an impact on the security of the Great Tang.
After this interlude, many people dispersed.
However, there were still many people who read the classics of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy because of their phones and wanted to join the school they yearned for.
This situation made the heads of the various families smile from ear to ear. They felt that developing mobile phones was the right decision.
Thus, they each took away disciples with qualified qualifications who wanted to join their sects.
Out of the tens of thousands of people in the square, only a few dozen were left.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Zhang Heng looked at them.
"We're here to look for you!"
One of them replied.
His temples were full and full of vitality, and his entire body was filled with an inexplicable will.
"This is…Chinese martial arts?"
Zhang Heng could tell at a glance that these people had all practiced Chinese martial arts, and had already reached the level where not a single feather could be added, and not a fly could fall!
HuaJin!
In the world of Romance of the Dragon and Snake, there were very few of them, and each of them had been cultivated for many years.
Zhang Heng's Martial Arts Classic had only been published for a few months, yet there were already so many people who had cultivated HuaJin?
This shocked him greatly.
"Why are you looking for me?" Zhang Heng asked.
"On the path of martial arts, even if you cultivate to the highest level, you won't be able to become an immortal. Therefore, we want to ask you to pave the way for martial arts!”
Zhang Heng fell silent.
It was a helpless fact that the martial path could not defeat the immortal path.
However, there was nothing he could do. He was not the true founder of martial arts. He had only compiled the martial arts in the Dragon Snake into a book for the people of this world to cultivate.
He thought for a moment and said," Stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade. Why don't we fuse it with the martial arts of the militarists? Perhaps we can also add the martial arts of the shamans to strengthen our physical bodies. Then, we can control them with our martial will.”
"I'm not too sure about this either. I can only provide you with a general idea.”
"If you don't mind, you can find an island in Qingting Lake to stay on.”
Zhang Heng said.
Naturally, no one refused.
As a result, a group of people who practiced martial arts appeared in the hundreds of schools.
……
Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong had already arrived at the Sorrow Eagle Stream.
The relationship between the two was a little strange. Sun Wukong did not acknowledge Tang Sanzang as his master, and Tang Sanzang did not say that Sun Wukong should call him master.
One day, Sun Wukong went to look for food. Tang Sanzang sat on the ground and played with his phone.
He noticed that there were a few Mini games that had been released on his phone recently. He especially liked Dou Dizhu and Mahjong. He would play a few games when he was free.
"Monk, where's your horse?"
Sun Wukong returned and called out.
Tang Sanzang was stunned and quickly turned around to look.
There was only his luggage at the place where the white horse was, but there was no trace of the white horse.
"We're finished!"
Tang Sanzang's face immediately turned bitter." Without a horse, how am I supposed to walk this long journey of learning scriptures? Do you want me to ride a monkey?"”
Sun Wukong glared at Tang Sanzang." I think it's a monkey riding a human, not a human riding a monkey!"”
"A journey of 108,000 miles to learn the scriptures? Are you a monk who wants to go to the Western Paradise to obtain scriptures?”
A dragon's roar rang out, and a white dragon flew out from the Agonizing Eagle Stream.
"F * ck, a monster!"
Tang Sanzang was so frightened that he sat on the ground.
After living for so many years, this was the first time he had seen a living demon.
"You're the monster! Look carefully, I am a white dragon, a god, the kind with a proper divine record!”
The White Dragon roared in human language.
"Divine record? Where is it? Take it out and take a look."
The White Dragon's aura was instantly stifled.
He had this thing before he violated the heavenly laws and was banished to the Agonizing Eagle Stream.
Now, of course, he couldn't take it out.
"I am the Third Prince of the West Ocean Dragon Palace. I was enlightened by Guanyin Bodhisattva and have been waiting here for the person who is going to fetch the scriptures.”
The White Dragon said in a deep voice, choosing to change the topic.
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