"...what are you talking about?"

Xuan Mo spent two breaths unable to sort out his thoughts, and even her thrilling fairy spirit could not wash away the suspicion in her heart. Twenty days passed, and the scene in front of him seemed to have not changed much. Wang Lu on the field turned into a state of shape.

It was a phantom and kept writing. There were hundreds of thousands of manuscripts written, neatly covered on the lawn, and it was white, like a snow field in winter. On the rostrum, the true lords of the Wanxian League were still silent

Dilong watched, and on the other side, the earth immortals looked at the field with all their concentration, and then discussed with each other endlessly.

When Xuan Mo said, several earthly immortals responded without looking back: "Of course we are discussing the plot, oh, the battle between the Three Holy Spirits has finally started. The protagonist is indeed powerful and crushed all the way... Ah,

When I wrote about this Great Holy Spirit, I used to release hidden skills. As expected, the villain's strength is also extraordinary and I will not wait to die."

Xuan Mo asked, "...Are you guys watching from scratch?"

"What else can it be? Such a wonderful novel is the only one to see in your life. Hey, Xuan Mo, you are awake."

Xuan Mo laughed in a hurry: "Ha, did you realize it? I asked you to help me stare at Wang Lu, don't let him play tricks. What are you now?

After Xuan Mo roared, the earth immortals finally came to their senses and all realized. Then one of them smiled bitterly and explained the whole story to Xuan Mo.

On that day, Xuan Mo fell asleep, and the other immortals began to keep an eye on Wang Lu to prevent him from playing tricks again. According to their expectations, Wang Lu accelerated ten times or dozens of times, and it took him one or two days to write.

But it was written. As a result, three days passed in a row, the story continued. Wang Lu looked intoxicated when he wrote and couldn't stop.

"This guy is not writing the correct words to fool things, right?"

I think so, no matter what long serial you have, it’s 40 to 50 million words, and there’s nothing to write about. What the hell is he writing now?

So the earth immortals began to look at his newly written text seriously, trying to find the breaking and inconsistency from it. As a result, this look...

"When we come back to our senses, it's what we just did."

Xuan Mo was simply convinced: "You... are all dignified earth immortals, and their fairy hearts are as powerful and pure as those of the true immortals in the upper realm. As a result, they were fascinated by the novels he wrote casually?"

The earth immortals quickly defended: "Of course not, but when we saw it from the beginning and the end for the first time, we found that his plot was really continuous, without any breakage, and there was no way to stop him in the middle. So we had to continue watching.

, When he was able to do his best, he could still maintain the plot of the story at the rate of updating 10 million words a day."

Xuan Mo was also shocked: "There is no collapse in ten million words every day? How is it possible? Ordinary novels, even if they are long, they have written hundreds of thousands of words, but they have not written hundreds of millions of words so far. What is he writing?

?”

"It's simple to tell the story's main line. It's nothing more than upgrading and killing people. But every time, what will appear in the novel? Opening a new expansion pack, which suddenly strengthens the depth of the story. When the expansion pack opens, there is no way to open it.

He designed the training server to retrieve, in short, it is to let the characters return to the initial state and start over from the plot..."

After hearing this, Xuan Mo quickly interrupted: "Isn't this kind of rough plot handling worth stopping? This is obviously a malicious delay in the plot."

The Earth Immortal smiled bitterly and said, "But the server is back to save the hero's lover. Although all the levels have been cleared, the person who was bound to die has survived, and even his destined fate has been changed.

After all, they have experienced the path of upgrading from scratch... the price is completely acceptable."

"This, is OK? Then when will it be written?"

The earth immortals said: "We are also guessing when this can be written from scratch. People who are good at deriving now give the result that it will take at least one year...

"...It will take another year? This is a hundred times faster. Wouldn't it mean that no one stops him and he can write for a hundred years?"

The earth immortals nodded in admiration: "Yes, this boy is really a genius."

Xuan Mo couldn't sigh: "This, this is simply ridiculous..."

As she said that, she stood up again, ready to condense the aura of fairy spirit in front of her.

However, as soon as he started to do something, he was stopped by his companions: "Don't be impulsive, if you do it again, you will collapse the fairy."

"But……"

"It's enough. To achieve this, no one can criticize you anymore. Next, let's wait for Hei to come forward."

"black"

Of course, Xuan Mo knew that as long as Hei was willing to come forward, any problem would no longer be a problem. But it was because he was unpredictable that he became anxious.

Hei regards himself as a sinner. Since his defeat in resisting the fallen immortal, his attitude towards the earth immortal has become close and distant. Sometimes even if the earth immortal career encounters great setbacks, he will not come forward to help.

Therefore, Xuan Mo could not guarantee that if Wang Lu delayed so endlessly, Hei would come forward to stop him, so she would spare no effort to take action.

So, are you really going to leave it to fate now?

While Xuan Mo was still struggling, several earth immortals had been immersed in the magnificent and magnificent world starting from scratch.

"Hey, the Three Holy Spirits have been defeated in the time of speaking. So the protagonist can finally get the Mirror of Nirvana and restart the world line, let the daughter of the earth be reborn? Ahh, the plot of 100 million words is finally about to begin

It's already ah"

Xuan Mo was so scared that he wanted to restart the world line again? And the protagonist deliberately restarted it? What has the plot developed into? And just to restart the world line alone, a total of 100 million words were used? This...

Can the year really stop Wang Lu?

Speaking of which, while sharpening the sword energy, that guy was able to cultivate the sword energy, he could also distract himself from creating 10 million words a day. According to Wang Lu's timeline, he had already stood still and kept writing.

This resilience is incredible for years

At the same time, several other earthly immortals were deeply worried about this. Not everyone could immerse themselves in the novel plot like the earthly immortals in the front row. Wang Lu's novel Yue

It is wonderful and long, and the more worries they have in their hearts are.

Before this group of immortal competitions officially began, the opening ceremony was full of twists and turns, making the situation completely beyond control. What should we do next?

There was another unbearable silence on the rostrum.

Time just passed by bit by bit, one day, two days... the blackness never appeared, and some earth immortals who were watching coldly, such as Bai Ze, had no expression, and looked at the show. Xuan Mo began to look at it.

When the situation is a bit desperate, things turn around.

Because Wang Lu in the field suddenly stopped.

His stop was so abrupt that many people present were caught off guard.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"Yes, I'm about to turn the pillow with the Nine Heavens Xuannv forty-seven times to practice together, why did you stop?"

Xuan Mo also widened his eyes, confused about the situation in the field. Because Wang Lu seemed to be in a good state, his sword intent was sharp and sharp, his sword energy was combined with both hardness and softness, and his immortal heart was also there.

After a long period of distracting and serialization, it became meticulous and meticulous. It was the time when his practice was full of joy, and he had just completed the 47th restart of the world line. If you want to see it, you will have to be with the past life and death

The enemy, the current bond lover, Nine Heavens Xuannv, has a good relationship with each other. The plot is at its climax, why should he stop?

From any angle, he had no reason to stop, but he stopped.

But, why?

At this moment, I suddenly heard the first Jindan from Jiuzhou in the Wanxian League jump up and said, "Damn Wang Lu, you bitch, is indeed an eunuch. Every time you write a bed scene, I will give me this trick.

Now I finally suffered the consequences. When it was time to push the Nine Heavens Xuannv, I subconsciously became eunuch, hahahaha.”

What is this reason? Xuan Mo was confused, but he would not miss the opportunity. He immediately stood up and said, "Enough, since the talent has been over, then this show will end here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his companions beside him exclaiming: "No way"

"Yes, Sister Xuan Mo, the plot is at the critical point, so you can't just stop like this, it's too encouraging."

"I can't think about food and food. I always think about this plot. In the future, I will be stunted and hopeless to become an immortal."

Xuan Mo cursed: "If you read a novel, you will have many demons. It's better if you don't practice the immortal way."

"That's not what I said. I didn't choose this path to immortality at the beginning..."

Xuan Mo had a headache. These lazy guys, to put it nicely, have pure fairy hearts and carefreeness, but to put it bluntly, they are funny, although they are strong, they are really hard to control.

However, without Xuan Mo's headache, Wang Lu in the field jumped out after hesitating for a moment.

The protagonist left the stage, and the one-month calligraphy copying performance was naturally over. When he walked to the rostrum, Wang Lu seemed to be still unsatisfied, two points of self-deprecation, and one point of depression.

With Wang Lu's character, there are not many things that can make him feel disappointed. It can be seen that the sudden end of the serialization from scratch was not due to his original intention.

The true lords of the Wanxian Alliance immediately asked, "Wang Lu, but external forces have intervened, Yu She has your creation... Oh, no, copy it?"

Wang Lu sighed helplessly, then shrugged: "It has nothing to do with outsiders, it's my own brain-dead mistake. I have prepared everything before, but I didn't bring enough papers."

"What, don't you bring enough paper?"

Wang Lu said: "Yes, it's a very idiotic reason, right? I had put millions of paper in the mustard bag, but I thought it was enough, and most of them couldn't even be used up. Who would have thought that it was because of it in the end.

I was forced to stop the paper if I didn't bring enough paper…”

As a result, before I finished speaking, I saw a fairy next to me rushing over, holding a large stack of paper in my hand: "I have as much paper as I have here, please be sure to continue writing the book."

This enthusiasm shocked Wang Lu: "Are you..."

The earth immortal looked enthusiastic: "I am your loyal reader."

"ha?"

The earth immortal took out two more jade slips with rich spiritual energy: "This is a precise version that I compiled by myself. It not only integrates all the chapters you updated, but also contains the occasionally typos that appear in it, but also makes the false words that are wrong.

I changed it too. I made two copies and collected one for you. Please sign another copy. OK, would you please sign me?

Wang Lu nodded silently, and then signed his pseudonym: Zhanger Iron Whip on a jade slip.
Chapter completed!