Section 80

It makes people feel worried all the time.

"I mentioned this to my aunt, saying that I don't have much time to take care of this talisman shop, so I troubled you."

Lu Miaoge said with a bit of apology on her beautiful face.

"It's okay, I want to go out and take a look myself."

"I can't stay at home all the time."

Lu Changsheng smiled and said.

Although he was a little reluctant, it was just a little sadness of parting.

It's not that hard to say how much.

A man's ambition should be like the Yangtze River running east to the sea, how can he miss the gentle land in front of him.

In addition to taking care of the talisman shop, he also had other things to do when he went to Jiulongfang City.

There is no need to say much about the fairy taking a concubine, and this Bailian Baoti Jue must be practiced.

Otherwise, if he lives for a few more days, his waist will really be unable to bear it.

Moreover, Lu Changsheng felt it necessary to get a book on the art of sex and the secret art of double cultivation.

Regardless of what it is used for, at least learn, improve combat power, and reduce deficits.

"The business of the talisman shop is not busy. If you miss home, you can come back often."

"And I will be in Jiulongfang City for the next period of time. If you have something, you can come back at any time."

Lu Miaoge said with a watery temperament.

"Okay."

Lu Changsheng nodded and didn't say much.

"It's almost 8,000 miles from Qingzhu Mountain to Jiulongfang City."

"But if we ride the iron-feathered eagle and fly straight north, we can reach Jiulongfang City in two days."

"Just let the iron-feathered eagle follow my iron-feathered eagle."

The two walked out of Qingzhu Mountain, and Lu Miaoge released an iron-feathered eagle from the pet bag, saying softly.

This iron-feathered eagle should be a flying mount purchased or raised by the Lu family.

"Okay."

Lu Changsheng nodded, and also released the iron-feathered eagle in the pet bag and rode on it.

Then, the two iron-feathered eagles flapped their wings and quickly flew into the sky, heading towards the direction of Jiulongfang City.

"There shouldn't be any unexpected dangers on this road, right?"

Lu Changsheng looked at the increasingly smaller Qingzhu Mountain, and couldn't help but have some thoughts in his mind.

"It shouldn't be such a coincidence. Miss has nothing to do with her trip every month."

"And I have talismans and so many talismans with me. As long as I don't meet a great cultivator who has built a foundation, there will be basically no problem."

He shook his head, not thinking about it or worrying about it.

Chapter 69: Remarks on the Book

This book will be on the bookshelf at 12 noon today.

Since it is on the bookshelf, I have to write something, write some remarks on the book's release.

First of all, I am very grateful to all the readers for their follow-up and support for this book!

As a newbie, I am writing a book for the first time. To be honest, I am really surprised and surprised to have such a result.

When I started writing this book, I read the fast food restaurant master's "I Will Always Live in the Immortal World" and found it very interesting. I thought Li Ergou was very suitable to be the protagonist. I felt a little sorry for the plot of the eldest lady, so I thought of using Li Ergou as the protagonist to write this book.

It happened that there was nothing to do at the factory at the end of the year, so I went home early for the New Year. I was bored at home, so I just started writing with a playful attitude.

Now it is going to be published, and my mood is naturally not as casual as it was at the beginning, and I am a little nervous.

Mainly, I have no confidence and confidence in what I will write later.

Maybe I am numb from screwing screws every day and have no emotions.

As a result, I have no energy to do anything. When I write, there are not too many emotions in it. The whole process is plain and there is no pretense.

Then, there is no manuscript, the typing is slow, and I am panicked.

To be honest, you may not believe it.

I started writing this book in January, writing a few thousand words every day, but considering that I had to visit relatives during the New Year, I never published it. By the time I published the book in February, it had 80,000 words.

But now, I only have a few chapters left in my hand, which I saved last week.

One is that I type slowly. I can only type a thousand words in an hour with two fingers. If I encounter a difficult problem, I may struggle for several hours.

Second, I was excited to publish the book, but the number of collections was in the single digits every day, and no one commented. I was completely discouraged. I didn't type that week. If I hadn't saved the manuscript, I would have felt that I had nothing.

That feeling was really too exhausting.

Later, the interview recommendation came. I had some achievements and motivation. I started to finish the work seriously, which led to some gains and losses. I read the remaining manuscripts over and over again and kept revising the manuscripts.

I deleted and revised a lot of the plots before the release, and made adjustments back and forth several times, which also delayed the writing and scrapped a lot of the manuscripts.

I can only say that it is really unacceptable to have high expectations but poor skills and obsessive-compulsive disorder when writing this kind of thing.

Without further ado, let's talk about what happened after the release.

It will be on the shelves on time at 12 noon, and I will release a few chapters at that time.

I looked at it and found that there are 12,000 words in total, which is considered to meet the rule of five updates before the release. With what I will continue to write today, it will be no problem to get 15,000 words by then.

In short, I will write as much as I can!

As for adding more, I will update once for the hall master, five for the alliance leader, and one for 500 monthly votes.

It’s enough to get the meaning right, and motivate myself. After all, I don’t have any manuscripts saved, and I write slowly. I can’t pay back more.

As for updating, I’m afraid of being embarrassed if I say too much, so I will guarantee 5,000 at least. If the performance on the first day is good, I will try to write 7,000 to see if I can push myself and not be so lazy.

That’s it. Thank you for your support, readers, and thank you for voting, rewarding, and commenting on the author.

I also hope that all readers can subscribe to support me. Thank you!!! Thank you!!!

Chapter 70 Sister Miaoge, I never go to such a place!

Two days later.

The two iron-feathered eagles shuttled through the clouds like sharp swords.

"Changsheng, the Kowloon Market is ahead, get ready to land."

"Be careful, don't bump into the market formation, otherwise you will be attacked by the formation."

Lu Miaoge was wearing a white dress, her long black hair fell like a waterfall on her shoulders, she sat cross-legged on the iron-feathered eagle with an elegant posture, and said to Lu Changsheng.

"Okay, Sister Miaoge."

Lu Changsheng nodded, he had seen the Kowloon Market ahead.

Looking down from the sky, the entire market looks bigger than Qingzhu Mountain, covering an estimated area of ​​5,000 to 6,000 acres.

It is surrounded by nine towering and straight mountains that pierce the sky.

This is also the origin of the name of the Kowloon Market.

On the nine peaks, you can see layers of terraces full of spiritual plants, and there are also spiritual fields around the market.

The market is covered by the formation, hazy, only a rough outline can be seen, and the specific situation inside cannot be seen clearly.

Along the way, as they approached the Jiulong Market, more and more immortal cultivators came and went.

Some rode on spirit birds, some flew on flying tools, and some drove flying boats.

There were also many riding on demon beasts and spirit horses, galloping on land, or escorting goods or something.

Lu Changsheng felt a strong atmosphere of immortal cultivation.

He stayed at Qingzhu Mountain all day and it was his first time to come to such an immortal cultivation market.

At the beginning, Niutou Mountain was just a small gathering place for casual cultivators, not even a market, and there was no atmosphere of immortal cultivation.

After a while, Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaoge rode on the Iron Feather Eagle and landed safely beside the entrance of Jiulong Market.

It was called a market, but it looked like a city.

It was built more majestically than the Ruyi County City he had been to before.

The nearly 100-meter-high city wall was like a blue dragon lying horizontally, connecting the nine peaks it guarded.

There was a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy on the city wall, and it was obvious that the formation was engraved and arranged.

Lu Changsheng felt that the formation and defense of Jiulongfang City were one level higher than those of Qingzhu Mountain.

But this was normal.