Xu Le was about to recall the content of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and subtitles appeared in his mind one by one.

It's really worthy of being my golden finger, it's so powerful!

"The Qiantang River is vast and flowing endlessly from Niujia Village in Lin'an day and night, and flowing east into the sea. There are dozens of cypress trees on the riverside, and the leaves are as red as fire. It is August..."

It is difficult to write with a brush, and it is traditional Chinese, which is even more difficult.

But because of the talent of "novelist", Xu Le wrote as if he was a god.

When writing "When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake be over the green mountains and buildings outside the mountains?" Xu Le suddenly became happy and had a halo in his mind.

When he was writing, the whole movement was done in one go, flowing without any hesitation. The font was handsome and elegant, giving people a beautiful and elegant feeling!

Xu Le was like entering a state of selflessness, writing "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" meticulously.

He stood in front of the stone table, holding the loose sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, and holding the brush in his right hand with his right hand dancing on the copying book. His dark eyes were bright and bright, as if they were shining brightly. He wrote very seriously and focused.

His consciousness became a little clear. What did I do just now?

Something is wrong?

It's very wrong. I seem to write very smoothly and I'm very energetic.

Xu Le could feel that his mind was constantly moving, and the content of the entire book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was presented to his mind from beginning to end.

And it’s not just that, but it also has a wonderful feeling. Every time I write a word or a poem, these words and poems will automatically jump out of my mind.

Every time he writes a word or a word, his heart will fluctuate and his emotions will change. It seems that these words and poems have feelings and can speak, which can affect his emotions!

This is a very wonderful feeling, which is hard to describe in words. He feels that his thinking has fallen into a wonderful state, as if he has transcended the body and is independent, and his spirit is sublimating!

"There are flowers in the pen, and the writing is like a god."

Xu Le said in surprise.

"Have I understood the Wen Qi?"

Xu Le thoughtful way.

Scholars in this world attack by comprehension of literary spirit and borrowing the righteous spirit between heaven and earth.

Literati who understand literary spirit dare not invade ordinary evil spirits.

If you understand your literary mind and courage again, you can even draw a prison and sprinkle beans to become soldiers. It is very terrible.

In such a mythical world, whether it is a human, a demon, a Confucian, a warrior, or an immortal, they are extremely powerful, and no one dares to say that they are steadily suppressing anyone.

An immortal came down to the world and was killed by a powerful warrior with the Heaven-Splitting Palm.

There is a powerful warrior who was sucked dry yang energy and killed by a little ghost.

There was a powerful monster who was killed by the Taoist priest with the Five Thunder Curse.

This world is very dangerous. One thing subdues another. Monsters can kill warriors, warriors can kill immortals, and immortals can kill demons...

When Xu Kai walked into the house and saw Xu Le writing there, he always felt that Xu Le had changed and became more majestic than before.

He just stood there writing, but people dared not look down upon it.

It’s strange. If you haven’t seen each other for two days, how could there be such a big change in Le’er?

But this is also a good thing.

"Le'er, I have acquired the bookstore. When will you finish writing your novel?"

After Xu Kai founded the Tianxia Bookstore, he also annexed several surrounding bookstores. Now the Tianxia Bookstore has become the number one bookstore in Sanxing City.

"So fast?"

Xu Le was a little surprised.

My father's work efficiency is too fast.

Yes, my father is the richest man in Samsung City. He uses money directly to open up the road and is naturally efficient in his work.

Xu Le was even more glad that he was reborn in this family.

"Father, I've finished writing it, let you take a look later."

Xu Ledao.

His father Xu Kai was once a child, who knew literacy and had certain appreciation abilities.

"Okay, let me see how you wrote it?"

Xu Kai is also extremely curious about the novels written by Xu Le.

What novel did Le'er write?

Could it be a romantic storybook?

What is popular in this era is romance scripts, and most of them are stories of poor scholars and rich ladies.

Because the poor scholars who write such stories naturally fantasize that they can marry a rich and beautiful woman and reach the peak of their lives.

Xu Kai read the manuscript with his manuscript. "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" opened with a storytelling plot, gradually leading to the loyalty of Guo and Yang, mixed with the feelings of the family and country of the barbarians' invasion.

Then Qiu Chuji made his debut and named the two unborn children Guo Jing and Yang Kang.

"It's interesting!"

Xu Kai has been attracted by this story.

If modern people read "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", they would think that the beginning was slow, but in ancient times, it was still very novel.

Xu Kai continued to watch. The next plot is that Guo Xiaotian died in order to cover his brother's escape. In order to save his sister-in-law, Yang Tiexin resolutely abandoned his pregnant wife with tears in his eyes. After being seriously injured, his life and death are unknown.

This passage is written in great passion, and later readers may have become commonplace, but Xu Kai was excited to read it.

"This is a real man!"

Xu Kai recognized Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tiexin's loyalty from the bottom of his heart.

Ancient people were basically very simple and did not believe in the value of "people do not punish themselves for themselves and the world is destroyed."

They admire the loyal and courageous man from the bottom of their hearts.

Xu Kai suddenly felt proud when he read this, but at the same time he felt sad for the characters in the book.

The wives of the two righteous men survived and were each pregnant, which made readers feel very excited.

"How will these two children be like in the future?"

"Will they meet?"

Xu Kai was eager to know the following plot.

But it's gone!

The plot is gone here!

Xu Kaisun learned the meaning of the three words "out of context".

His heart seemed to be tickled, and he was eager to know the next plot.

"That son, can you speed up a little? I think this novel is very good."

Xu Kai looked at Xu Le with a longing look.

Xu Le said helplessly: "Father, I have already updated ten thousand words a day."

In his previous life, he often fished for three days and had two days of drying the net. How could he be as diligent as he is now?

If it weren't for the purpose of gaining some skills and saving his life, he wouldn't have worked so hard to write books.

"Anyway, you don't have any serious business every day, so why not just write novels at home."

"Writing novels is like ox plowing the land. Someone is diligent when he is whipped in the back."

Xu Kaidao.

Xu Le...

"Father, are you so cruel?"

Xu Le looked at Xu Kai pitifully.

"Haha, just kidding, liven up the atmosphere."

"How could I bear to smoke you?"

"At most, you won't let you sleep in. Wait for the early morning and use water to wake you up."

Xu Kai stared at Xu Ledao.

"Well, father, I will definitely work hard to write a book."
Chapter completed!