The Path Toward Heaven

Two million words, soaring.

I walked perfectly at the pace that I had booked the year before.

I wanted to write a long testimonial to share with you this story, but because the chapter will be too interesting tomorrow, there seems to be little to say about writing.

Just say a few words.

The part in front of Dao Chaotian is the Xiuxian novel in my imagination.

My goal is to write lighter and lighter.

Looking back now, although there are still many pretentious places that have not been completely erased, they are basically light.

Many readers responded that it was very nice to follow, but they often forgot the characters and events that appeared before them.

Don't say you guys, I feel strange when I go back and write about those people and things.

I am very confident to say that this is what I deliberately do, and the effect I am after. (You don't need to add a dog head here, because this is the pursuit. People must be brave and not afraid to be shy and honest. They still have the pursuit.)

A monk's sense of time is different from mortals. Turning around is the four seasons, retreat is years, decades, and a sleep is a century.

For them it was just a matter of closing their eyes, but for us who lived next to Jing's house in that century and next to Jingjue Temple, it should be like another generation.

Let's talk about our Jingjiu. Many people think that his face is too vague, that he is too indifferent and his character is too cold.

His face was vague because he was so beautiful that his words could not be described, including my words ... manual dog head here.

Some of the reasons why he is so have been explained in the book, I still like my writing, ah ah ah ah ... echo.

As in previous stories, in this story, people kept sending people away, Liu Ci, March, and Yuan Riding Whales until they just sent away the Taiping real people.

The biggest difference with those stories between Jianke and Tiantianji is Jingjiu's attitude.

He really didn't like it, he didn't agree with it, and couldn't accept it. Until now, he was angry when he saw Chunyu, and sad when he saw Chenguang, but he couldn't cry.

Jing Jiu's pursuit of life is of course based on my fear of death, but there are better reasons.

That reason was mentioned earlier. At the end of the book, I will use two sentences to continue the topic.

Of course, Xiuxian novels need to be written to become immortals, but how to write after the ascension has always been a difficult problem. When I opened the book, I said ... I'm not afraid.

The tone here is probably the same as when Sauce Burst uttered these three words in the face of the axe gang's fake brother threat.

In the writing of novels, there have always been two problems that are difficult to solve after soaring. One is worrying about repetition. I can solve this. The second is that it will cut off the connection with the previous lower bound. This can never happen in my mode of thinking, so what else is there to worry about?

It ’s just that the next story will be a little weird. It ’s not that there is any innovation. I ’m really sorry, I really do n’t have the ability in this area. Yin ancestors loved absinthe ... because I really liked it at that time!

You must do a warning in advance, readers and friends who like the pure cultivation of Xianxianli, just see it here.

Sincerely speaking, taking out the two million word list in front of Dao Chaotian is believed to be a very good Xiuxian novel.

I will write the last million words of Dadaotiantian exactly as I thought before the book was opened.

I write very carefully, attention to detail, fun and tonality, girls—new and former.

Now it seems that this is really the last million words of my last super-length novel, and let me take it easy.

Whether it's writing a novel or reading a story, we all spend time. You also have to spend money. Let me strive to make this trip as good as possible.

Just like the real people of Taiping saw tens of thousands of warships.