Legend of the Great Saint

This month finally ended, sitting in front of the computer, exhaling deeply, feeling exhausted and happy.

I know that I am writing a book that is completely different from Xu Xianzhi, or even the exact opposite, one that is talented, Wu Beli is the wind. One is Howard Cool, long knife stained with blood. One wants to obscure the Queen's Palace, and one wants to upgrade to practice.

The last book, which started with peers and won by female characters, chose the biggest upgrading system, and then 400,000 words did not write a true female lead, without any ambiguity.

The plot of fighting in the last book is a disease, and this book has to write a lot and a lot of fighting, which is more of a madness than an adventure.

But I have to do this, and I can't be bound by a kind of theme, a kind of style, and the light in my mind, which contains science fiction, fantasy, city, fantasy, end-day countless worlds, and they need to be told in different ways, and they need different protagonists to interpret, crazy, cold, melancholy, bloodthirsty, you don't see similar protagonists, similar stories here.

But I was too weak, and I must admit, I lacked the ability to realize that dream and to tell so many dreams.

So I wrote the Big Sacred Book, set aside the ambiguity that I was best at, went to write my headache fight, picked up the upgrade and practiced this crutch, went to learn how to pad and orgasm, and learned how to guarantee updates.

The planned plot was supposed to be a tough one, and then I went back and wrote the original plot, but I broke the plot, with my efforts and your support. Yes, both are missing, and online writing has never been a human thing.

And my attempt was successful, the struggle became much smoother, the plot was planned and rhythmic, and in terms of updating, I didn't write the first book, "Crossing the Druid," I didn't write 400,000, "Xu Xianzhi" wrote here, I was saddened every day about what I wrote today, and now "The Big Sacred Herald," I have a magnificent world that I'm anxious to show!

Well done, but far from enough for me, that's my problem first, because I didn't write well enough, and this book hasn't reached the beauty I wanted, but I'm going to turn this into your problem very quickly.

Practicing is good, killing is good. After all, Li Qingshan is only an aid. Li Qingshan can't step on the enemy with a pill. He upgraded all the way up to meet Qingniu in nine days. That would be too dry and boring.

I worked hard to think about how a world of practitioners should be constructed and how a practitioner should go through his life. There was always love, friendship, love, so many emotions.

In the first 400,000 words, I deliberately put down a lot of things to learn a lot of new things. But let it go, not throw it away, to get stronger when you pick it up again. And learning is not about losing oneself, but about improving oneself.

I'm not anybody, I mean dreamers.

A new month, a new beginning, please believe me, when I am not confident; please support me in any way.

Come with me and finish this dream! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)