"Since then, this Red Maple Valley has become my first preaching place as a novelist."
"Master even wrote the novelist's true meaning of literature on the cliff behind the valley for his disciples to admire and understand."
Tang Bohu spoke to Mo Lian with a proud look on his face.
"Is it the first holy place to preach? If so, I want to go and see it too!"
"I just happened to meet some other senior sisters and senior brothers."
After hearing this, Mo Lian's face showed an expression of expectation, and she murmured to herself.
He happened to pass by Haizhou on the way, and Jiang Chen took two disciples to the body of the Big Banyan Tree King.
After hearing King Daci Shu's sermon that there was no abnormal movement in the space cracks nearby, he turned around and left.
At this time, even though Jiang Chen was flying in the air,
You can also feel that there are disciples who are practicing novelist in the city that passes by from time to time below.
Slowly opening his eyes, Jiang Chen simply released the golden light of literature in his body.
In an instant, the auspicious clouds in the sky bloomed with boundless golden light of literature and art, shining for hundreds of miles.
The novelists and disciples in the city sensed this one after another, and rushed out of the room with excitement on their faces.
Regardless of the eyes of outsiders, these people sat cross-legged on the ground one after another, trying to perceive the golden light of literature and art in the auspicious clouds on the horizon.
Such an ability can only be achieved by those with great ability who have created a unique path and obtained the origin of preaching.
Although it will not allow a period of distraction to break through the first level in an instant,
But for the novelist disciples who are in the distraction period, it is undoubtedly a great opportunity.
When the golden light of Jiang Chen's Wen Dao first came, it instantly caused more than a thousand disciples in the integration stage to break through to the distraction stage.
Today the golden light reappears, although it does not have the great opportunity that was given to the first generation of disciples when it was first opened.
But it also allowed many entry-level disciples to break through to the Golden Core Realm, and some Golden Core Realm disciples even directly broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
The number of these disciples is estimated to be at least ten thousand.
This is only the number in the two eastern states, and it is growing at an extremely fast rate every day.
If the entire Shenxiao Dynasty's dozen or so states were added together, there would probably be 80,000 to 100,000 novelist disciples by now.
Although most of them are disciples below Nascent Soul, in the future as long as there are enough of them, they will be enough to produce geniuses with demonic talents.
Such a terrifying expansion speed has reached such a scale in just a few months.
I'm afraid only novelists in the world know this.
At Ji Ruxue's suggestion, her father, the emperor of the Shenxiao Dynasty, has now promoted the novelist across the country.
I can't imagine that in a year's time, the novelist's disciples will expand to 50,000 to 100,000.
They account for almost 70% or even 80% of the people in the entire Shenxiao Dynasty who have the talent for cultivation.
Such violent expansion would be a disaster for other sects.
Because they are no longer what they used to be like in the past, even accepting disciples has to go through several selections and select a disciple among hundreds of people to be admitted to the mountain gate.
When novelists truly reach a large scale, even if they beg ordinary people to join, not many people will be willing.
After all, compared to other sects’ harsh conditions for recruiting disciples and relatively ordinary cultivation resources.
Together, the novelist appears more approachable and friendly.
His universalization of all living beings and his equal teaching of Taoism have been recognized by people all over the world.
Not only that, the growth limit of the novelist sect is also obviously higher than that of other immortal sects.
With the support of the Shenxiao Dynasty, I think this area will soon change...
Two days before departure, Tang Bohu and Mo Lian were still able to fly in the air with their own strength.
At the end, because the consumption was too great, I had no choice but to follow Jiang Chen on the Yunlong.
Only then did they know how fast the Yunlong that the Master had casually appeared was.
If they had chosen to take Master's Yunlong from the beginning, everyone would have arrived at Red Maple Valley in two days.
However, seeing that the master didn't say anything, this behavior was more like taking advantage of this opportunity to let the two of them break through their own limits.
The two of them were deeply moved,
I have also made up my mind to practice diligently in the future, and I will never let Master down.
On the third day, the three finally returned to Red Maple Valley at dusk.
At this time, the front of the Red Maple Valley Sect had already changed into another face.
In front of the sect, there is a huge stone tablet with a height of ten feet, on which dragons and phoenixes are dancing with the novelist's preaching thoughts.
Anyone standing here will know immediately when they see this that this is a place where novelists preach.
Although these handwritings are far less shocking than the literary and golden words on the cliffs in the valley, they can also give the monks a lot of insights.
But it is also majestic, with a kind of swagger that is unrestrained in the world, and I am riding a horse and singing songs all over the world.
What a novelist pursues is to fit in with the world, embrace all rivers, and travel around the world to preach and teach. This is what novelist disciples like to do.
"Wow, what powerful words!"
Mo Lian stood in front of the valley, looking up at the huge stone monument ten feet high in front of her with a look of wonder.
"These handwritings look like they were written by Senior Brother Li Baiyin!"
"I do have some other insights into it. It is undoubtedly the most correct thing for Master to leave the novelist's missionary affairs to him."
Looking at the writing on the stone tablet, Tang Bohu nodded repeatedly and praised it.
Tang Bohu believed that he was extremely talented and could not be matched by anyone.
When it comes to talent, he will hardly look down on anyone except himself, his third senior brother, whom he has to admire.
When it comes to poetry, he is indeed not as good as senior brother Li Baiyin, but when it comes to calligraphy and painting, Li Baiyin can definitely beat him.
Wen Dao is a broad avenue, which covers a wide range of areas. The most famous ones are qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, etiquette, music, and poetry.
In addition to these, there are also some side paths, which still cannot be underestimated in the secular world.
"Disciple welcomes Master back!"
As if sensing Jiang Chen's Taoist aura, the entire Red Maple Valley flashed with light.
All the monks flew outside the valley to welcome Jiang Chen's return.
The leaders were clearly several of Jiang Chen's disciples, Ji Ruxue, Dongfang Ling, and Li Baiyin.
Sanzang, who had accompanied Jiang Chen and Tang Bohu to Xianzhou before, had already decided to travel around and left alone.
Unless Master Jiang Chen summons him, Sanzang will not come back in a short time.
In addition to a few people, there were two slender figures standing beside them, none other than Jin Xingyue and Tang Yao'er.
After not seeing each other for many days, these two women seemed to be getting more and more beautiful.
"Master! You are finally back. If you don't come back, my two master wives and I will go look for you together!"
Ji Ruxue rushed into Jiang Chen's arms and rubbed Jiang Chen's chest hard.
The long-lost sense of security restored Ji Ruxue's vitality again.
It seems that without the master around, everything becomes so boring and boring.
