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 fighting between Hua Jianci and Shuo Jing. Hua Jianci was the military advisor and Shuo Jing was the general. It would be beneficial for them to have more contact with each other.
However, the pressure on Hua Jianci and the three of them 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, it was like they were leading a group of little ducks on an outing.
The Taoist meeting is proceeding in an orderly manner, and exciting battles are endless every day. New stars are rising slowly. Zhan Changfeng's only two known moves are also brought out from time to time to compare with others.&1t
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"This attack seems a bit weak. The disciples of the Holy Land may not be able to defeat Zhenjun Linyao."
"Many of Heaven's proud men can fight across levels. Hehe, it's not necessarily the case when you 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, and some voices emerged unwilling to be left alone, "It's just a matter of actual cultivation. I'm afraid someone will use some special means."
"I have never seen anyone practice so fast in the past 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?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>
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"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 an odd number 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 Pei Ran 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?"
No?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>
Peiran rubbed his eyes and yawned sleepily, "There's nothing to fight for. It's pointless to get first place anyway."
Seeing him lazily walking away, the monk in blue covered his forehead. How could it be possible? Peiran's current performance is neither high nor low, but he should have ridden Juechen and slapped the holy places of the ancient clans of the major celestial dynasties in order to become a casual cultivator.
The one with the highest status!
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.
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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 can 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 public."
"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 the anecdotes and secrets. A secret is worth a sky-high price!&1t;i>&1t;/i>
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 had the secrets of all parties.
The news dealer who was once prosperous 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 used it from behind the scenes.
News about buying in the store.
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 a news dealer.&1t;i>&1t;/i>
The green-shirted monk was a little excited. He had to take a peek at his early survival conditions before he rose up.
Sure enough, he was very young at this time, and he found out his true identity so quickly. The monk in green shirt followed Wu Xiao secretly, trying to find out about his daily life, but ended up walking through a short alley to another street.
At that time, he was blocked by Wu Xiao.
Wu Xiao asked politely, "Why is this Taoist priest following me?"
...He never thought that he would be traced by an otherworldly person. Is this the future?
The green-robed monk suddenly noticed several powerful auras lingering around him, invisible and invisible.
Damn, if I don't clear my suspicions today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this alley.
"A Mr. Lan Qiusheng, a book editor in Yilan Tower, Yilan Tower will conduct a small-scale inspection of potential writers in order to recruit them into the building. Fellow Daoist is so smart that he can detect my traces." He showed it generously.
After receiving 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 following.
If I had known earlier I wouldn't have had convulsions.
Wu Xiao still had doubts, "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 a misunderstanding. It was my mistake.
, I would like to apologize to you."
"Thank you for your appreciation, but I have no intention of entering your house." Yilan Tower is very powerful, and there is no benefit in a head-on confrontation. Besides, he doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so he can only give up. "This Taoist priest, please come back."
Lan Qiusheng was rejected, but he didn't want to leave. "Fellow Taoist, why don't you think about it again? Yilan Tower can let the works you compile spread throughout Xuantian."
"I'll consider 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.