People are writing novels in Journey to the West, and saints have come to urge them to update!

Xi Niu Hezhou, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

"It's too difficult to be a novel author now. I just traveled to the world of Journey to the West, so why do I need to update the code?"

With a brush in his mouth, Mu Chen looked at the bamboo slips in front of the case and the mountain forest with towering ancient trees outside the window, with a look of lovelessness.

It's been almost an hour, because of Calvin, he just didn't even pop a fart.

"Ding! Due to the seriousness of the host's calvary, the system has entered an update state. The host needs to complete the first three chapters of the new book within two hours, otherwise the system will die with you!"

A cold electronic sound suddenly sounded.

Fuck, system, you are too ruthless, right?

This is not a reminder, you are clearly a reminder!

Mu Chen gasped, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the brush in his hand tightened a bit.

Complete the first three chapters of the new book in two hours?

Unless it is possessed by the 'Eagle', I may be the first hard-working author in history who lost his life because of Calvin!

For a moment, Mu Chen felt that this unknown world was full of malice towards him.

In his previous life, he was coding at home until he died suddenly. After waking up, he unexpectedly found that he had fallen into the torrent of crossing the army, and was bound to the strongest coding system. He thought this was his chance to turn himself around. The code word met the reader who took his life to remind him to update... And it was the author's life, so damn outrageous!

What's more terrible is that he started in a remote mountain where no bird shit, the novel can only be written on bamboo slips, and the only reader is a broken system that only knows to update!

This is even more fucked up!

"Ding! It is detected that the host's mentality has collapsed, and the system turns on the codeword assistance function."

"Codeword Assistance: As a mature codeword system, the brush in your hand can already write a book by itself! You only need to pay tribute to those classic masterpieces, and you can write like a god!"

"Remarks: Your readers have a certain probability to comprehend the supernatural powers and profound truths in your book. After the readers comprehend, you can simultaneously gain comprehension!"

A series of sounds from the system fell, immediately making Mu Chen overjoyed.

Tribute to the classic?

Isn't this just making me a copywriter?

As a senior online nerd in my previous life, I have read more classics on the Internet than the resources in his online disk!

Isn't this just fine?

But what the hell is comprehension of supernatural powers?

My system is too secondary!

Mu Chen chuckled and ignored it.

The most urgent thing is to quickly find a classic masterpiece in memory to pay tribute, complete the code word task, and save your life!

Just thinking about it for a while, Mu Chen found an ancient and modern masterpiece in his memory, he saw a solemn and solemn face, holding a platinum wolf hair brush, the ink was pure and clear, and the golden light was shining in an instant.

"Whoa whoa-"

The wolf hair at the tip of the pen dances lightly on the white jade bamboo slips, one after another vivid and wonderful stories jump up. At this moment, Mu Chen seems to be in a strange state, as if what he is writing is not a story, but a passionate and unyielding life .

"30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

……

at the same time.

Outside the Oblique Moon Samsung Cave.

"Old Immortal, this disciple has come all the way from afar just to seek the magic of Taoism and immortality, so I ask the Immortal to accept me as an apprentice!"

In front of the antique stone gate, a monkey dressed in gray sackcloth knelt on his knees. He was in a state of distress, and his eyes were about to burst into tears.

Behind the stone gate, a clear and clear voice sounded proudly.

"The patriarch said, you have not purified your three roots, your six roots have not been removed, and you are still a beast. His old man will not accept you. You can go back."

The monkey's eyes turned red, he scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and quickly kowtowed his head.

"Although I have the body of a beast, I was raised by nature, and I sincerely seek the Tao. I also ask the gods to accept me as a disciple!"

In order to seek Taoism and longevity, he drove a bamboo raft across the ocean, looking for traces of immortals everywhere. After several years of hardships, he finally found an immortal, how could he give up?

What about the body of a beast?Are beasts not worthy of cultivation?

"If the gods don't accept me, then I will kneel here and never leave, never leave!"

The monkey gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of the steps more respectfully, his eyes full of determination.

If he is not accepted for a day, he will kneel for a day.

If he is not accepted for a year, he will kneel for a year.

If you don't accept him for a lifetime, he will kneel for a lifetime!

In short, I must worship under the sect of the gods and find the way of longevity!

He firmly believes that as long as he is sincere enough, he will be able to impress the gods one day!

"Hmph, you're really an idiot, so just kneel here!"

The Daoist behind the stone gate snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and walked away.

It's nothing more than a wild monkey, but it still wants to worship in the three-star cave of the oblique moon?

Really toad wants to eat swan meat!

Inside Samsung Cave.

"Disciple, what happened to the monkey head outside the door?" Patriarch Bodhi sat upright on the futon, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked like a fairy.

"Patriarch, the monkey head is still kneeling outside the door, judging from this posture, it seems that he doesn't intend to leave."

Daotong took a step forward and said with a respectful smile.

Patriarch Bodhi held his whisk in his arm, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Great, everything is going according to plan.

This Hericium is stubborn by nature, after I have tempered his xinxing, I can take him under my seat and ask him to shoulder the great task of learning Buddhist scriptures!

At this point, Patriarch Bodhi's mind was peaceful and he continued to meditate.

Outside the Samsung Cave.

The monkey knelt on the stone steps, but his stomach was growling. He was so hungry that he scratched his head and planned to find some fruit nearby to satisfy his hunger, and then he came back and continued to worship.

However, there were few fruit trees nearby, so he had to search far away. After walking about a mile, he stopped suddenly.

"Huh? Why is there a bookstore here? Could it be that there are also immortals?"

The monkey's eyes lit up, and he saw that the bookstore was woody and bamboo-colored, the door was open, and moss was growing in front of the rather bleak windows, and someone could be vaguely seen writing in the room.

What made the monkey curious was that if the man wrote the pen with the help of a god, the pen and ink fell on the bamboo slips, and there was even a golden glow.

"It's strange, I want to see what is written on that bamboo slip!"

The monkey endured hunger and stepped into the study room. The young man in the room was completely absorbed in his creation, and apparently he did not notice him as an unexpected guest.

He approached the case carefully, and saw a line of flamboyant and phoenix-like characters written on the first bamboo slip.

[This is the world of fighting spirit, there is no fancy magic, but only the fighting spirit that has multiplied to the peak! 】

With just a short sentence, the monkey felt his breathing became short, like falling into a sea of ​​books, as if there was a profound and mysterious world in the bamboo slips, beckoning to him.

"Could it be that this is a divine book?"

Thinking like this, he couldn't wait to continue looking through the bamboo slips.

More and more words jumped into the eyes, and the monkey was successfully substituted into the role, only to feel that he was no longer a stone monkey, but the practice waste of the Xiao family whose marriage was divorced.

In order to prove himself, he practiced hard and made a three-year contract. He was born and died in the Warcraft Mountains, collected strange fires in the world, and set foot in the Yunlanzong.

So cool!

This is the real rise of waste materials!

I want to rise, I also want to cultivate the strange fire, and I want to fight to become famous!

What if the three roots are not purified and the six roots are not removed?

What about the body of a beast?

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi!

When I cultivate the Dao, I want you all to know that even the body of a beast can break the sky!

Thinking of this, the monkey's eyes were full of fighting spirit, as if a towering mountain was buried in his heart, and he was standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the sky.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the Lingming Stone Monkey from Huaguo Mountain has read your novel and has become your loyal reader. It is hoped that you will awaken your supernatural powers!"

"Remarks: You have overfulfilled the codeword task of more than three hundred chapters, please continue to work hard!"

Mu Chen was immersed in the code words, when the voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind, pulling him back to reality.

"Phew, I coded hundreds of chapters in one breath, so I probably won't receive reminders for updates now."

He exhaled subconsciously, and then realized that something was wrong, and suddenly looked at the monkey that suddenly appeared beside him, with a bewildered expression on his face.

"What the hell? The Lingming stone monkey in Huaguo Mountain?"

"Aren't you Sun Wukong?"