"how?"

Guihai Lingzun looked at him strangely because the two sect masters of the Wanxiang Sect followed the old man Tianshu and walked on the nine heavens for many years. He was the only one who guarded the Tianshu Building for many years. One was to protect the sect and prevent foreign enemies from invading; the other was to improve the "Wanxiang Tianshu" and accumulate knowledge to practice.

He is always quiet but not active, and this job is very suitable, and the main entertainment is generally reading books. Among all kinds of books, there are only various fresh and interesting stories that can withstand the scrutiny of tens of millions of years, making him always interested. In other categories, no matter whether you are poetry, songs or exquisite discussions, with his wisdom and experience, it is enough to be arrogant to most authors in the world, and it is simply unbearable to read.

His hobby is known to everyone in the sect, so his disciples often collect some stories and contribute to exchange for some contribution bookmarks to satisfy his small hobby. In essence, this huge Wanxiang Sect serves the "Old Man of Heavenly Book", and even a few people such as Guihai Lingzun and the two sect masters.

Li Qingshan said excitedly: "I am a novelist!"

"Ha, this is amazing!"

Guihai Lingzun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and today I am afraid I will laugh more than usual one year.

"It's true."

Li Qingshan originally wanted to say that he had written books, but thought that they were basically copied and then handed over to Xiao An to polish them. He had nothing to do with him. Once he said it, he would be discovered by Guihai Lingzun immediately, and he was embarrassed to tell this lie in person.

Guihai Lingzun looked at him lightly, and the expression on his face was full of mockery. When Li Qingshan "provoked" him just now, the mockery was not so strong.

"Haha, you are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Go and do whatever you should do!"

Guihai Lingzun waved his hand like a fly-killing. Li Qingshan said that he could become a true immortal. He really believed that as for a novelist, he should save money! I could see how much ink there was in your belly with my eyes closed.

"I said I should contribute to the Wanxiang Sect. The senior is right in front of me, why bother to look far away? I don't know if I can contribute a novel, can I get a bookmark contribution?" Li Qingshan looked at Guihai Lingzun. It seemed to be looking at a treasure house full of bookmarks, and of course, there were a large number of sect contributions.

"If it is interesting, it can be read. Of course, it has bookmark contributions, which is better than ordinary secrets of martial arts." Guihai Lingzun obviously did not think that there was anything in Li Qingshan's belly that could be read.

"Okay, I understand. Please lend me the jade slip again."

"what are you up to?"

Li Qingshan's eyes shining: "I want to offer a book."

The jade slip passed through a long arc and fell into Li Qingshan's hands. He immediately closed his eyes and concentrated. He began to enter a novel. After a moment, he returned the jade slip to Hailing Zun.

"You wrote "The Legend of the White Ape King"?"

Guihai Lingzun frowned and was slightly surprised. With his spiritual sense, he had read more than 100,000 words in the blink of an eye.

"That's right, what do you think of the senior?"

This is Li Qingshan’s real and only original novel, and he is really serious.

"The words are vulgar, the characters are dull, and there are messy low-level martial arts, which is really smelly and long!"

In a blink of an eye, Guihai Lingzun read hundreds of thousands of words, but it was a series of evil comments.

Li Qingshan knew it was not this material, so he wrote this book "The Legend of the White Ape King" to attract readers by relying on those messy low-level martial arts. There were few people in the original small world who would criticize the content, but he was a little unhappy to receive such comments.

At this moment, the badge on his chest lit up slightly, and several black wood signs were thrown over. He grabbed it in his hand and looked at Guihai Lingzun in surprise.

Guihai Lingzun said lightly: "But there are some options that allow people to take. If you want to make the world harmonious and everyone equal, you are quite kind and courageous. At least you have some lengths, which can be worth a few pieces of Xuanmu and some contributions. Well, I have accepted this book."

Although it was a bit like sending a beggar, Li Qingshan was still very happy: "Thank you, senior!"

After all, this is his "own son". He has put in a lot of effort and it is better to be sold than worthless. Moreover, this is not just a few pieces of black wood signs and some contributions, but an open door.

Guihai Lingzun was about to leave, but Li Qingshan said, "Senior, don't leave, I still have it here!"

"Um?"

What Li Qingshan contributed again was no longer the book he wrote.

In the world of the five continents, gods descended and searched the world.

Since ancient times, hundreds of schools of thought have been popular in Jiuzhou. Although novelists have not been very prosperous, they have a long history. After a long period of time of washing, many classic works have been left behind.

While Li Qingshan spoke to Guihai Lingzun, he searched out these books with the will of the God of the World and entered them into the jade slip through the deity.

The world of the five continents and the human world are blocked by invisible realms, so we can only communicate with each other with the Climbing Sky Vine, otherwise we will not even be able to bring a grain of sand. However, the knowledge and memory between the deity and the clone are common, and this is enough.

"Well, this book is a bit interesting, and its words are much more smooth and gorgeous..."

Guihai Lingzun nodded slightly, showing a look of satisfaction, and even slowed down his reading speed, which made him feel a little enjoyable and tasteful, but he finished reading in an instant.

The badge on Li Qingshan’s chest lit up again. This time he harvested a few brass signs, which were not very rare and precious, but it was a very good start. He had already seen Lotte’s unlucky loss of the gambling game and immediately presented another book.

Guihai Lingzun glanced at him and was interested. He simply gave Li Qingshan a jade slip to keep entering and reading it continuously. In fact, he rarely had such an opportunity to read so many quality novels continuously.

Because he has a high vision, the novels collected by his disciples are difficult to catch his eye, and the rewards are not much higher. Although those companions, waiters, and servants value this reward more, they do not even have the qualifications to enter the Tianshu Building. Although they can also offer some books through the Book Collection, their activities are very narrow, and the books they can find are even limited.

As for disciples who enter the house, they often don’t take this reward seriously. It’s better to do something else if you have this free time. You can get more bookmarks for contributions, let alone true disciples.

Due to these reasons, he read books too quickly, and often he could only read some old books repeatedly.

He knew very well that these books were by Li Qingshan, and he could probably guess that Li Qingshan brought it from a certain world, and these novels were derived from the accumulation of a world, so that they had such quantity and quality.
Chapter completed!