Right now the priority is to find a way to get Dan signed and break through. Only in this way can I have the opportunity to benefit from the Zongmen, and thus truly step into the path of online writers and change my own destiny.
Now the main task is to assemble the conditions for opening the first seal of the Eastern Magic Pen.
Qianlong Lee had a vague feeling that the Eastern magic pen had something to do with his fate. Maybe when the seal was broken, it would tell him something important.
However, it is not easy to stay ah, to stay in Qixi Wen Zong, the end of the month assessment is still next. A few whips at most, but is the end-of-month review the key? Public-grade web writers are tasked with nothing more than handing over ore. Tough as it is, there are ways around it.
But then the online league is about being able to develop in Qixi Wenzong. In Qianlong Lee's shallow memory, he also knew the benefits of a reliable clan for online author practice.
Even an average subscription-level network writer can thrive under the behemoth of one of the top 10 original genres, Seven-Up.
The online league is a biennial Mendaibi of the Ten Worlds, which is an absolutely sensational event for the entire Seven Worlds, and even the elders of the Seven Worlds who don't show up all the year round come out to watch.
The first is to select the younger generation of talent, the second is to enhance the competition consciousness of the offline network writers.
Only in this way can Zongmen develop better and faster and increase its core competitiveness. The early stage is the internal ratio of literary life, the most excellent network writers of the same realm.
Then this part of the network with the best of the realm, will represent their own literature and other literature of the network authors to exchange experiences.
Those who represent their own literature and the remaining nine major literature fighting network writers, will certainly be the strong culture of their literature, all kinds of medicines are available. You can even get a one-on-one tutorial from the venzon's famous godlike network writers to practice thinking fast.
The practice of online writers is never a matter for one person, nor is it a matter for Zongmen. It's really, really hard for network writers to get to a certain point together without the support of Zongmen.
Propaganda, platforms, shelving, publishing, everything involves a lot of energy and resources.
These resources can only be provided by the great writers, and there are many things that network writers need to practice. It would be a great waste of the efforts of web writers to plan this all on their own, and it would affect the progress of practice.
"This foundation must not be lost!" Qianlong Lee thought to himself, clenching his fists.
Pushing open the patio door, Qianlong Lee saw that it was daylight outside. Qianlong Lee quickly washed up and immediately ran up the hill. Tiedan Chu arrived early this morning and found Qianlong Lee waiting at the intersection before he arrived.
Seeing Qianlong Lee from afar, Tiedan Chu said, "Qianlong Lee, why are you here so late today, be careful you don't get the job done!"
Qianlong Lee didn't answer, laughed dryly, and walked straight to his mine. Today, Qianlong Lee wasn't in the mood for work. Keep in mind about breaking the seal of the eastern pen.
Only one piece of Hyundai iron ore was knocked off, and Qianlong Lee felt the numbers on the mirror change as he put the Hyundai iron ore he had dug up into the Eastern Magic Pen.
By noon, Qianlong Lee and Tiedan Chu were walking down the trail, in a courtyard at the base of the hill where the Public-Class Web writers dined. There is a beautiful name here, called Wuwei Temple.
In fact, online authors who sign up for more than that have long since stopped eating cereal. For network writers who sign up to the realm, there are too many impurities in worldly foods that are harmful to the practice.
Only public network writers who have not practiced to the point of signing up need to eat, and these five palaces are named after the public network writers who eat.
Public-grade network writers who work in mines eat here.
In all, there were about seven or eight hundred servants on this side of the mine, and the Qixi Wen Zong was only one of the ten original Wen Zong on the mainland, but the whole Qixi Wen Zong had hundreds of mountains like this.
That works out to nearly 100,000 writers on Seven's popular network, and 10,000 on its contracted network.
There are also thousands of online authors on the upper shelf, and hundreds more in the publishing realm as part of the patriarchy, which is a powerful force of the first order.
After washing up, Qianlong Lee walked into Wuwei Hall. Tiedan Chu couldn't wait, it was the five hundredth anniversary of the founding of the Seven Seasons, and the Seven Seasons would be hosting a feast, and the food would be excellent that day.
All the food in the Wumei Temple was provided by a cooking utensil. Such a thing can only be done by a large door like the Seven Heavens.
Even the most common food, purified by cooking utensils, smells delicious. And it is full of spiritual power, and can even greatly replenish the vitality.
"Wow, come on, Phuong, today's meal is a yuan-chow!" Tiedan Chu shouted.
Dozens of precious herbs have been added to this nourishing soup. It is said to have complementary mana powers for public level web authors. If it weren't for the fact that it was the five hundredth anniversary of Zommen's founding, they wouldn't be eating anywhere.
These meals, if placed in the mundane world, are of the order of the heavenly gem. After drinking a bowl of yuanyuan soup, you can increase your efforts for several years. These are only available to drink on this special day, even in Zongmen.
Surrounding the PWN writers were eating in silence, arguably the only perk of PWN writers.
Everyone is a human network writers call the shots, can do anything, how happy-go-lucky, but who knows the bottom of the network writers life is worse than even mortals.
Qianlong Lee sat down, picked up a bowl of yuanyuan soup and gulped it down. A rush of heat raced from her stomach to Dante. After running, run into the meridian. Aggressive mana surged through Dantian in waves, as if to break through all barriers. Such a bowl of food contains even more mana than Qianlong Lee's month-long meditation practice.
Unfortunately, the strength of this bowl of yuan-soup along the meridians all the way, all the way, to the Dantian place dissipated invisible.
Qianlong Lee sighed and opened his eyes, and that was the trouble with the next Huigen. He was the inferior Wigan, and most of the effects had dispersed and pooled into his body.
This simply does not improve the mana too much, at best, it is just physical fitness.
Fortunately, the hard work of the day also seems to have been reduced by more than half, only too much force on the shoulders still slightly sore.
There were only a few publicity-grade online authors dining in the Wuwei Hall. Public-grade web writers are among the lowest of the literary classes and bear the heaviest workload of the day. But there are still some people who don't try to get ahead, and instead spend their days doing nothing.
Several people at the opposite table also appeared to be eating, but when they saw Qianlong Lee and Tiedan Chu, they whispered.
Qianlong Lee's hearing is far superior because of her training. Coupled with the fact that a few people seemed to have no scruples, the occasional word came through.
"This guy is that Qianlong Lee, probably won't be seen for another few months!" said one people.
"Yeah, Hugh hasn't been promoted, hasn't dug up any ore in a month, and I don't know how he's still got the nerve to be here!""Well, you don't know what the junkies think. There's always something to be gained by staying at Zongmen for an extra day. For an extra year, you get an extra yuan. It's not something mortal people can eat!" A public level web writer who ate said."By the way, isn't that Tiedan Chu, what about innate divine power. It's been over a year of practice and it's still only a public six. Just as useless as Qianlong Lee! Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter followed.These guys didn't keep their voices down. Amid the cynicism, it was irrefutable.Tiedan Chu clenched his fists hard, the veins in his forehead bulging, but he didn't storm off. Yes, Qianlong Lee and Tiedan Chu are now among the most powerful of the older generation of public-grade web writers.Qianlong Lee has struggled to cope with this monthly review, while Tiedan Chu has at best weathered it as if the road
Awakening deity Dodge, this is perhaps the only hope for the most poorly qualified public level web writers.It's been three years since Qianlong Lee joined Seven, and in a few months it'll be the annual monthly review of public grade web writers. Yes, you can stay.If you do not pass, you will be disqualified and expelled from the Seven Hebrews. All that effort, all that effort, was for naught.Qianlong Lee would have had a field day if he hadn't discovered the power of the Eastern magic pen. In any case, I am not the material of the network writer, the next level of Huigen extremely slow to improve. Not to mention a lot worse than contract writers, even those on the general public network.It's an open question whether I'll ever get to the signing line in my life, let alone the next level.But the presence of the Eastern magic pen gave him hope. In any case, we must take the opportunity to break the seal of the first layer of the Eastern Magic Pen, and then maybe something will chan
But Qianlong Lee still looked absent-minded and didn't care about his feet. I didn't know what state he was in, decadent or aroused.Looked at the mine in the distance, it was full of small, densely packed holes, and arranged in a messy pattern.This is where Tens of thousands of writers from Seven Hivens Mining Network work every day. The two walked for miles until they reached the mine. For a moment my ears were filled with tinkling sounds. Qianlong Lee just looked up at the sky, then buried his head and headed for the mine.By this time most of the handymen from the mining were working, with the exception of Qianlong Lee. Qianlong Lee, however, was completely unheard of, with only the sound of endless jingling between walks.Qianlong Lee had something on his mind and wandered to the mine. Qianlong Lee felt a pang of helplessness as he looked at the many pieces of iron ore in the cave. To make it through, it would mean he would have to clear seventy pieces of Hyundai iron ore in hal
Ice Dragon found this Li dragon, which seemed to be composed entirely of a kind of cold ice.The ice was so hard and dense, a hundred times tighter than a rock, that anything that touched it would freeze into a popsicle.Qianlong Lee carefully walked around the cold dragon, afraid to startle him, and finally came to the place where he stored Hyun iron ore.With the help of the faint moonlight in the sky, Qianlong Lee looked out over the land, where the hyundai iron ore was scattered haphazardly. A feeling of happiness rose in me, and Qianlong Lee, with a groan, rushed forward.Qianlong Lee bent down to pick up a piece of hyundai iron ore, opened the Eastern magic pen, picked up the hyundai iron ore and threw it inside.The sound of Hyundai's iron ore filled his consciousness and he forgot all about it. All attention was on the numbers pulsating on the Eastern magic pen. Qianlong Lee was too busy collecting hyundai iron ore to notice anything strange about Ice Dragon's chilly back.Qia
"Master help, the dragon knows wrong, never dare again! From now on, the dragon is willing to serve the master for the sake of slaves, for life." Ice Dragon pleaded in unison.Ice Dragon was uneasy when he saw Qianlong Lee didn't answer, thinking he would be accepted. But Qianlong Lee stood motionless, staring at him with the same deadly pen he had just used.Ice Dragon's heart began to race again, was he still trying to kill himself?Ice Dragon wanted to run away right now, but his heart wouldn't let him. There was no way he was going to get away with this, knowing he was facing a creation artifact that locked his airlock.Ice Dragon was taken aback, yes! The other must be testing his loyalty, and if he wanted to kill himself, he would have already done so.Ice Dragon was now covered in a cold sweat, and he was still foolishly trying to move the idea of escape. Ice Dragon thought about the joint and immediately drew out a sliver of his primal self.The life of the monster is of the u
And in the distance, in the foothills where the public-grade network writers live, light after light comes on.Those poor, public-grade web writers, they're starting to get up. At the fork in the road, Qianlong Lee hesitated for a moment, and it was a little late to go back. It would go back, just in time for them not to be able to tell. Gritting his teeth, he turned and went back up the mine.As Qianlong Lee walked past the mine steward's hall, Xie walked right out of it.The surprised look on Xie's face flashed when he saw Qianlong Lee arrive so early, then he scowled and said faintly, "I came early today!""Thanks for not finishing yesterday's work, so come work early today!" Qianlong Lee said respectfully.Distraught, Qianlong Lee didn't dare say more, took her identity jade and went straight up the hill.Looking at Qianlong Lee's somewhat stumbling back, Xie shook his head and said to himself, "Less talented than a man, what's the use of improvising!"Xie would never have guessed
If we can break the seal of the first layer of the Eastern Pen, we may be able to continue to learn the secrets of the Eastern Pen. But for now, he was only just meeting the conditions to unseal to Tier 1, a long way from complete. Perhaps something had changed in him recently that had caused the Eastern magic pen to follow suit.At that moment, where the mirror was, a golden glow emanated in circles.It was as if the golden glow had been activated in an instant as it had touched Hyonite. One divine text after another appeared in the air. The various divine texts swirled and merged with the golden light, blurring for a moment before disappearing.Qianlong Lee was full of doubt, and after a moment, Qianlong Lee seemed to think of something and sat cross-legged on the ground.Then, in the mirror, a shimmering lotus slowly appeared. Lotus spun around. The original ore appeared in the lotus without warning. Above the ore, intricate symbols appeared, circling in a regular pattern, and Qian
"It was my impertinence, sir, that taught me." Qianlong Leesaid."I don't know how to improve your practice, but I do know a way to improve your qualifications. I don't know if you dare try! But if you fail, your life will be in danger." The middle-aged man chuckled."I'm just a loser, a public level web writer, so what's to be afraid of if I can improve myself?" Qianlong Lee exclaimed."Hahaha, how dare you!" The middle-aged man threw his head back and laughed as if to vent his solitude of thousands of years.The Eastern Magic Pen has been with Qianlong Lee for so long, but he finds himself unable to master the Eastern Magic Pen at all.Lines of light converge and combine with the lotus dais under the middle age seat to gradually clear the middle age figure.Finally, the middle-aged man rose abruptly from the lotus position and ambled over to Qianlong Lee."Who the hell are you anyway?" Qianlong Lee asked, stepping back."I told you, you can call me Jiangnan." Middle-aged mouth, a sl
"I can help you find Ragnarok, but how am I supposed to know where he is, after all Ragnarok was only a human before, maybe it's just a pile of loess now, what if I can't find it?" Qianlong Lee couldn't help but ask."I can feel him alive. With a woman's intuition, I can feel his presence, but it's too faint. But I can be sure of it when I'm within a thousand miles of him. I feel like there must be something unspeakable about him leaving. I have to ask him before I'm willing to ask?" The purple woman's eyes were pleading."Yeah, I still have the picture I painted of him, but I wonder if he's changed after all these years." said the woman in purple, taking out a
"You deserve it." Ten years of drifting snow to push back, but Qianlong Lee pressed the small print on her hand.Surprise flashed in the Purple Lady's eyes at Qianlong Lee's choice, she had no idea that this snowfall Asgard was an oversized psychic device, almost as powerful as the next. He just gave up.Even if Qianlong Lee wanted to have it all to himself, he wouldn't have been able to completely control Snowfall Asgard.Because everything at this moment is also a test, the owner of Asgard ten years of snow fall but ten years of snow brother, and ho
A hundred swords!The whole world suddenly went silent as the battle golem raised his right sword to parry, but in a split second the sword in the golem's hand broke off inch by inch and the golem's left hand stood in front of him, trying to harden the glare.Qianlong Lee couldn't let him, of course, and with a little more force and a click, the battle-golem's sturdy frame stooped, completely unable to withstand the terror that spilled over his head.The left hand of the battle golem crackled, and the left hand shattered completely, disintegrating dir
"Ready, the second test begins." The voice of the Lord of Kings rises againQianlong Lee froze for a moment, then noticed that the scene around him changed again, and when the change stopped, Qianlong Lee found herself in the ring, a wave of space in front of her and a three meter tall golem appeared in front of Qianlong Lee.The golem in front of him was obviously made of steel, but by some secret trick that gave it the ability to think simply.It had to be said that this was a reversal of creation, and the fighting golem was expressionless, cold, an
"Not everyone can be the brother-in-law of ten years of snow. Ten years of snow sets three tests. Teenager, remember to do what you have to do. Don't do what you have to do. Do what you have to do. Start now with the first test. It's as simple as testing your understanding. If you fail, it will fall."The desolate voice came back to Qianlong Lee in his mind, unraveling his confusion."If you cannot pass, you will fall, there is no escaping it, and of course, if your practice has reached the point of being the author of the Little God Network, you will not fall even if you do not pass.
My brother once looked around for this eastern magic pen, but unfortunately never found it, I didn't expect it to fall into your hands.It is said that in this eastern magic pen, there is a way to solve the cataclysm of the end of the Netherworld.My brother has always wanted to get his hands on the eastern pen, to see the secret of it, and perhaps to prevent the end of the age. Can you show him to me? "Qianlong Lee didn't think much of it either, just handed the Eastern Magic Pen to the other, and the woman gently stroked the Eastern Magic Pen that
"Um, no road?" Qianlong Lee's path was blocked by a mirror, which also caused him to frown slightly.There should be no dead end to the snow palace, which Qianlong Lee entered for the first time in more than a day.A mirror blocking his way always struck Qianlong Lee as something special, though he couldn't tell.With a special feeling in his heart, Qianlong Lee ran his hand up the mirror. Strangely enough, Qianlong Lee's arm was unobstructed and a warm sensation came over her as she easily reached into the mirror.
The author is amazing
Qianlong Lee thought to himself, a little disappointed. But it's a bit greedy to try to break through to the top in one go.Two jumps in a row was enough to defy the weather. Without the help of the Eastern magic pen, it would have been a breakthrough at best. Sword bending is only one step away from entering the realm of great success, the strength of more than ten times.This time out to practice, it was a real bonus. Qianlong Lee was truly thrilled to have back-to-back breakthroughs in less than five days."Congratulations, Master Qianlong Lee, on
The map of the world Qianlong Lee had seen and probably knew a bit about. Jin jiang wenzong, it's a terrible, ancient behemoth. Seven is equal to one, and half to one.After listening to, Qianlong Lee is also secretly surprised, by the sea brother said such a magical Jinjiang Wen Zong Genius, Jinjiang Wen Zong is only a minor network writer, if this is a big God, then it?A network of little gods, all strong like this. Beyond that, it was almost unthinkable.At this, Qianlong Lee also felt his blood burn and boil. In my heart, I also find further goal