There was a thunder in the sky, and the dark clouds got the order, and then launched an "attack" on Hulao Pass. At first, it was just a drizzle, but after a while, the raindrops connected into a line and poured down.
Time has entered June, and the border has begun to get hotter and hotter. Even if it rains, it can't make the weather cooler.
Following the news from Yang Dongqing and learning that the demon cultivator's actions this time might be directed at Su Ping'an, the alert level at Hulao Pass was immediately raised to one level, and the number of people patrolling suddenly increased a lot.
Of course, this was not just for Su Ping'an. Xiong Yan was more worried about the demon cultivators trying to pass the pass, so the atmosphere in Hulao Pass at this time also became filled with a chilling atmosphere.
Sitting in front of the window of the wooden house, Su Ping'an looked at the heavy rain outside, with a hint of heaviness in his eyebrows. When he recalled that Yang Dongqing said that the demon cultivator was here for him, he had a bad feeling in his heart, "
No, at this time, you cannot slack off. Only by improving your strength can you not be afraid of any accidents."
After recuperating in the military camp for several days, Su Ping'an's body has almost recovered. Apart from being a little weak, there are no other problems.
Nowadays, the situation outside the customs is unclear, and the task of felling trees by the people of Wen Palace and Hongye Academy has been suspended. However, they did not relax, but took the initiative to participate in the training of the Black Armored Army in the military camp. Especially after the previous attack by the demon cultivator.
, this also made Feng Shaoyang and the others more aware that strength does not mean high level. Compared with cunning demon cultivators and endless methods, they can only deal with all emergencies by becoming stronger.
Therefore, they have begun to request Xiong Yan to teach them military martial arts skills.
It is a good thing to want to become stronger, so Xiong Yan did not refuse, but the lives of Wen Gong, Hongye Academy and others became even more difficult.
The morning was for physical training. Everyone had to run with heavy loads, forge iron, perform various physical labors, and help everywhere in the military camp; the afternoon was for intensive training, learning martial arts breathing techniques in the military, and at the same time conducting small team confrontations to exercise their actual combat capabilities.
Although the training was very hard, it was rare that no one complained of being tired this time. Even Bai Hao, who was usually lazy, gritted his teeth and persevered.
Su Pingan is still weak and cannot participate in training, so there is only one way for him to become stronger, and that is to write a book.
Because Su Ping'an and Pei Jinghong suddenly went out on a mission last time, the bet between Su Pingan and Pei Jinghong was over. But now in the literary rankings, "Journey to the West" has firmly occupied the third position, and is not far behind the second place Yang Dongqing.
How close is the difference? It is only a matter of time before he surpasses Yang Dongqing.
However, what surprised Su Ping'an was that due to the upper limit of the number of people in Hulao Pass, the total number of people was only more than 1,200. Even if everyone followed "Journey to the West", the amount of literary talent that could be increased every day was limited.
However, Su Pingan could clearly feel that the literary energy in his body had been increasing rapidly in the past few days. The growth rate visible to the naked eye surprised Su Pingan.
"Why did the literary spirit suddenly increase so quickly? It is impossible for Border Pass to improve at such a speed. Could it be that Daming Mansion has already received "Journey to the West" and it has become popular?"
Su Ping'an felt suspicious.
I saw before that when "Journey to the West" had not made much progress at the border, Su Ping'an had already prepared a copy of the manuscript for the new book, and then sent the letter and manuscript back to Daming Mansion through the post office here at the border.
This was what he had promised Liu Qingxi before coming to the border. He would write a letter every month to report that he was safe. At the same time, if there were new books, he would also send them back together, so as to help Qingfeng Restaurant stabilize its business and popularity.
However, counting the time, his manuscript should not have been sent back to Daming Mansion so quickly, so the speed at which his literary power has grown is a bit strange.
But Su Ping'an might never have imagined that his cultural gains did not come from Daming Mansion, but from... the Capital of Gods!
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Adjusting the time forward a few days, it is said that Long Cheng, Guan Feng and other liberal arts students, after completing the test of Confucian sage Wenshan, they started to return to the divine capital in a boat all the way. However, because Wenshan had already finished the journey, this time there was another
It was rare to leave the Divine Capital, so when they went back, all of them were in the mood of sightseeing, so they stopped and stopped along the way, so they returned to the Divine Capital much later than expected.
Much.
At the same time, out of curiosity about Su Pingan, Long Cheng made a special trip to Qingfeng Restaurant before leaving Daming Mansion, and had an in-depth conversation with Liu Qingxi, and then obtained the right to reprint all Su Pingan's stories.
During these days when I had returned to my senses and was on the road, I had been reading stories written by Su Pingan in the past during my free time.
Starting from the first "Dragon", then to "A Chinese Ghost Story", then to "Fights Beyond the Sphere", and later "The Chess Boy", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "Green Snake"... every one
He didn't even let it go.
When Long Cheng saw these stories, he was immediately shocked, "It's incredible that these stories were all written by Su Sheng Xiao Meng alone. And each story is different from Daxuan's
Guo Jin's stories, each story has a different idea, and he also created two different training systems, "Martial Arts" and "Dou Qi Flow". How did he come up with this idea? It's so confusing.
Amazed!"
The concepts of "martial arts" and "fantasy" have only begun to spread in Daming Mansion. There is no such content and theme in Shendu, so Longcheng was shocked when I read it for the first time. Moreover, the book contains the righteousness of family and country, and
The passionate fighting in "Dou Po" makes Dragon City feel like it's opening the door to a new world.
There was also the comic strip "Chess Boy", which also amazed him. It was the first time he saw this kind of serialized story, and it was very eye-opening.
After that, he became even more obsessed with the stories written by Su Pingan and couldn't extricate himself. Even if other people went to play, Longcheng would be indifferent. He would hold the manuscript and study it all day long, like a bookworm.
His attitude naturally attracted the attention of other liberal arts students.
"Is the story written by the guy named Su really so good? Senior Brother Long hasn't left Kongzhou for half a month."
"Yeah, I don't believe that guy's story is so fascinating."
"How about we go take a look too?"
At first, these liberal arts students came to see it with curiosity, but as they watched, they forgot their original intention and were directly fascinated by the martial arts world and fantasy world constructed by Su Pingan.
In this way, many people in the liberal arts academy had become fans of Su Pingan's books before they returned to the capital city.
In the end, Guan Feng was speechless, "Does that guy's book have such magic power? You are the elite students of the liberal arts college. How can you be so fascinated by other people's stories? You are simply embarrassing the liberal arts college."
Hearing this, Long Cheng smiled nonchalantly, and then handed Guan Feng a copy of "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" and said, "If you don't believe it, you can read it for yourself and then evaluate it. Maybe... you will also like it!
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"Impossible, I, Guan Feng, will only like my own books, and it is impossible for anyone else's books to attract me!" Guan Feng looked arrogant and spoke in a confident tone.
But in the next few days, Guan Feng was no longer seen on the empty boat. It was not until he arrived at Longcheng, the capital of the gods, to urge people to get off the empty boat that he was shocked when he saw Guan Feng again.
The latter had a pair of jet-black panda eyes, his hair was messy, and there was a smell in the room, but the latter was still holding a stack of manuscripts in his hand and reading.
Until Long Cheng called him, the latter still muttered: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll finish reading the last two pages soon..."
Long Cheng curiously took a look at the manuscript, and then discovered that the book in Guan Feng's hand was the "Dragon and the Eight Parts" that he had recommended before.