After a few days of fighting, Wu Xiao, Huai Ming, Rong Xiu and others finally arrived.
Zhan Changfeng wanted to use his apparent study room as an intelligence point, so he asked Wu Xiaoduo to go to Yilan Tower to gain knowledge and learn from their material collection model. He collected what he saw and heard about martial arts and submitted several articles. He got involved with a contract writer in Yilan Tower and took up a pen name.
The remaining people were arranged to watch the fight between Hua Jianci and Shuo Yu. Hua Jianci was the military advisor and Shuo Yu was the general. It would be beneficial for them to have more contact with each other.
However, the pressure on Hua Jianci and the others was great. Every stage they walked in was followed by a group of excited "audiences" who wanted to kick Zhan Changfeng a few times. Really, when they led a group of little ducks on an outing.
The Taoist meeting is proceeding in an orderly manner, with exciting battles emerging one after another every day, and new stars rising slowly. Zhan Changfeng's only two known moves are often brought up for comparison with others.
"This attack seems a bit weak. The disciples of the Holy Land may not be able to defeat Zhenjun Linyao."
"Many of the most favored men in heaven can fight across different levels. Hehe, it's not necessarily the case when they meet True Lord Linyao. That's the real True Lord."
"Come on, don't you understand the truth? No matter whether he is in the realm of life and death or the realm of magical power, the favored man of heaven is the favored man of heaven and cannot be defeated by those behind him."
"There must be something sour in today's spiritual meal, otherwise I would feel like crying."
As the saying goes, there must be a shadow behind a great reputation. Some voices emerged unwillingly, "It's just people who have cultivated through hard work. I'm afraid someone might use some special means."
"I have never seen anyone practicing at such a fast speed in thousands of years. Could it be the reincarnation of a certain powerful person?"
"You talk about her all day long, do you think we, the true kings, are dead?"
...
"Reincarnation, reincarnation." The monk in blue shirt hurriedly passed through the crowd, muttering in his mouth.
Could it be that she is an anomaly like himself?
This was different from what he remembered. Although he had no chance to attend the meeting in his previous life, he also knew that at this Taoist meeting, Jiang Chimu and Chi Yuan would have abstained due to serious personal injuries. Hua Jianci, as the genius strategist of the Tiandao Alliance, should not be there. Among the famous people who debuted at this time, there was no one named Shuo Yu, and the immortal Sui Qinghan didn't show up until later.
Even if it is an anomaly, it cannot disturb the fate of so many people with great luck. Is his so-called "past life" a dream?
The green-robed monk paused, raised a clear smile, and looked at Peiran who was forced to stop softly, "I am from Yilan Tower. I have watched many Taoist competitions and found that Taoist friends often have spare strength. Why are they hiding?" Not sending it?"
Peiran rubbed his eyes and yawned sleepily, "There's nothing to fight for. Winning first place is meaningless anyway."
Seeing him lazily walking away, the monk in blue covered his forehead. How could it be? Peiran's current performance is neither high nor low, but he should have ridden Juechen and slapped the holy places of the ancient celestial tribes in order to become a casual cultivator. The one who has obtained the status of leader!
But being lazy is just as lazy.
"Tsk." The most annoying thing is that he can't do or say anything in this life. If he does unnecessary things, he will be unlucky again and again, and even die suddenly.
"Hey."
"Excuse me."
"Feel sorry."
The green-robed monk lowered his head and thought about something. When he entered Yilan Tower, he accidentally bumped into someone. The two apologized to each other. When they nodded and passed by, he shook his expression and seemed to think that the handsome, elegant and bookish monk looked familiar. .
Where have you seen it?
He returned to his study room. He was not only a writer in Yilan Building, but also a book editor in Yilan Building. He had his own study room that he often used.
"Mr. Lan, this is the new writer. Is it okay to assign it to your name?" A steward gave him the file. "You take a look at it first. You will review the manuscripts he submits in the future."
"Okay." The monk in green shirt opened the file. Inside was the pen name of the author and the manuscripts he had submitted. His eyes moved and he said in disbelief, "?"
The steward smiled nonchalantly and said, "Mr. Lan also thought this name was too big? But there are so many people with this name that it's almost gone down the street."
"Yeah." He dismissed the steward and calmed down. There were many people who were called by nicknames, but in the end, only one person topped the fame list with this name, but that person began to show his fame in the later stages of the Tianzhan. , has no belonging, is mysterious and unpredictable, and knows everything about the world. He knows all anecdotes and secrets, and a secret is worth a sky-high price!
However, he was later hunted for selling one party's strategic trends to another party. Many forces took advantage of the situation and wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of this person who mastered the secrets of all parties.
The popular news dealer just disappeared.
...He suddenly stood up in shock. Few people have seen his true face. However, he has a secret store and only hires one clerk to guard the store. If there is any news, it is usually this clerk who delivers it on his behalf. He has also received it from the secret shop. Bought in store news.
It's that guy!
The person he bumped into when he entered was that guy!
The monk in green shirt formed a bold idea in his mind. Did he catch up with the debut period?
That's not right, he didn't remember submitting a manuscript to Yilanlou.
It is possible that he only submitted one or two articles and then went into hiding to develop his career as an news dealer.
The green-shirted monk was a little excited. He had to take a peek at his early survival situation before he rose up.
Sure enough, he was very young at this stage, and he found out his true identity so quickly. The green-robed monk secretly followed Wu Xiao, wanting to explore his daily life. As a result, when he was walking through a short alley to another street, he was blocked by Wu Xiao.
Wu Xiao asked politely, "Why is this Taoist following me?"
...He never thought that he would be discovered by an extraordinary person. Is this the future?
The green-robed monk suddenly noticed a few powerful auras lingering around him, invisible and invisible.
Damn, if I don't clear my suspicion today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this alley.
"Lan Qiusheng, Mr. Lan Qiusheng, a calligrapher in Yilan Tower, Yilan Tower will conduct a small-scale inspection of potential writers in order to absorb them into the building. Fellow Taoist is so smart that he can detect my traces." He showed it generously. After getting the identity token of Yilanlou, my heart was trembling.
Yilan Tower has an assessment to accept the author as a book editor or manager, but it is not his turn to take charge.
He was just talking nonsense because Wu Xiao didn't know about such internal matters, otherwise he really couldn't explain the stalking.
If I had known earlier I wouldn't have had convulsions.
Wu Xiao was still suspicious, "Seriously?"
"Really, I think the article written by Taoist fellow Taoist is quite elegant. If the details are clear, Yilan Tower will extend an olive branch to you." Lan Qiusheng pretended to shake his head and bowed his hands, "But it caused misunderstanding. It was my mistake. , I apologize to you."
"Thank you for your appreciation, but I have no intention of entering your house." Yilan Tower is so powerful that there is no benefit in a head-on confrontation, and he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions, so he can only give up, "Please come back, Taoist Priest."
Lan Qiusheng was rejected, but he didn't want to leave. "Fellow Taoist, why don't you think about it again? Yilan Tower can make the works you compile spread throughout Xuantian."
"I will think about it."
After hearing such commonly used perfunctory words, Lan Qiusheng felt slightly frustrated. Is it easy to influence the fate of others?
Why can't he influence it?
Lan Qiusheng went back and thought for a long time before resigning from his position in Yilan Tower. He planned to sneak in with that person and see what she would bring.
