Ping Tian Curse

But you should not publish all the articles you write. You must follow the rules of Qidian. New books are published at 4,000 words every day. Otherwise, there will be no traffic and no contract signing. My writing skills are not as good as yours. If I post 4,000 words a day, I have a chance to get signed. But if I post 6,000 words, I will die suddenly. I have no chance and can only start a new book.

Thanks to your support, the more I write, the better I get. Recently, there are only 10,000+ daily updates. I am planning the follow-up content.

This book is the first one I have written. I have not read it to the screenwriters just because I love it. When I posted the paragraphs on the author platform, several big guys said that my writing was too detailed and too obscure. Current readers may not like it. It has the feel of a novel from more than ten or twenty years ago. Maybe when you get older, you like to recall the feeling of your youth. For example: (The male protagonist and the female supporting character, the positioning template of the female supporting character needs to be deepened at present. I went through the settings for a long time yesterday and finally finalized it, which matches the foreshadowing of the previous article) The door opened. It wasn't him who pushed it. The door opened by itself. The iron doors in the black market are very heavy, and Scarface has to push them with his shoulders every time he opens the door. But this time the door opened very softly, as if someone pushed it from the outside, and the wind didn't even lift it. A man walked in. An off-white linen dress, with a dark red wooden hairpin holding her hair. Holding a black cat in her arms. The cat's eyes are green, like two translucent beads in the dark, and the light is sucked in when it reaches there. Liu An. The black cat jumped out of her arms and squatted at the door. Its green eyes stared at Lu Chen, and the tip of its tail swayed slightly. Liu An stood inside the door and did not go inside. She tilted her head and glanced at Lu Chen, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a small tiger tooth. Her eyes slid over the strip of cloth on his right arm without stopping, as if she didn't see anything. Then she looked at Ma Bancheng. Ma Bancheng took out a small cloth bag from under the counter and placed it on the table. Liu An didn't open it and put it directly into her arms. When she took her fingers back from the cloth bag, Lu Chen saw something on her wrist. A string of Buddhist beads. Golden brown, translucent, like rosin that has solidified for thousands of years, and like amber that is slightly translucent in the dark light. Each bead is different in size, some are as big as a thumb, and some are as big as the tip of a little finger. The bead body is not smooth, but has a layer of fine lines on the surface, like blood vessels, tree roots, or dry river beds. When light shines from the side, the inside of the bead will refract a warm yellow halo, spreading in circles, like ripples. There are golden threads flowing slowly in the grooves of the texture, very slowly and very thin, like hair floating in the water. There were many beads, densely wrapped around her wrist, wrapped around four or five times, and then a small section hung down. At the end of the hanging part, there is a dark red bead, twice the size of the others, embedded in golden brown light, like a closed eye. The surface of the dark red bead is not transparent, but frosted and misty. Occasionally, a dark red light flashes from the inside, like an eyelid moving. When the prayer beads on her wrist were turned, the beads collided with each other, making a very light sound. It was not the sound of wood hitting wood, but the sound of bone hitting bone. It's cool and brittle, like thin ice crushed in winter. The sound was not loud, but in this stuffy black market secret room, it could send chills down one's spine. Ma Bancheng glanced at the string of Buddhist beads, picked up the tea cup and took a sip without saying anything. Liu An bent down and picked up the black cat. The cat turned over in her arms, exposing its belly. She scratched the cat's chin with her index finger, but looked at Lu Chen. "Brother, your reputation spreads so fast." The voice was very soft, like a bell shaking in the night wind. She turned around with the cat in her arms and walked towards the door. The black cat poked its head out of her arms, its green eyes flashing in the darkness. She's gone. The footsteps were very light, like a cat stepping on a stone slab, once, once, and again. Then disappeared. The door closed behind her, softly and silently. Lu Chen stood there, looking at the closed iron door. The right shoulder no longer jumps. The off-white brand is no longer jumping. It was quiet. But he could feel that the string of golden-brown beads on her wrist left a chill in his soul. It was very light, like an ice needle pricking it, and then it was gone. The coolness passed through the spiritual wall, touched the petals of the gray-white lotus, and then shrank back. Like two fingers touching lightly and then parting again. The beads next to the gray-white lotus rotated for a moment and then stopped. He opened the door and walked out. There was no one in the alley. Only gray-white fog surged up from the gaps in the stone slabs and rolled against the ground.

I'm curious if you've read this book to the editor?

Like novels written in 2000, the plot and characterization are comparable to those of Riqing

I like to portray characters carefully and describe them slowly, and don't like to use too much force. The most important thing is that I have already read the ones I like, and I can't stand the sameness in the book.

So the question is, who else is fake later? Fragment 1: The armored man lowered his head and struck the white wolf with his bone sword. The white wolf relaxed his mouth and jumped away. But the armored man's bone sword didn't stop, it changed direction and swept over. It's not sweeping towards people, it's sweeping towards the spot where the white wolf jumps away. The sword blade struck the white wolf's waist. The white wolf screamed and his body broke into two pieces in the air. Blood spurted out and splashed on Baili Yao's face. The white wolf fell to the ground, kicked his hind legs twice, and stopped moving. Baili Yao knelt on the ground, holding Bai Lang's head. The white wolf's eyes were still open, but his pupils were dilated. Blood gushes from its body. Baili Yao's face was covered in blood and her eyes were red. Her mouth opened, but there was no sound. "White Wolf!" Her voice came out from deep in her throat. She put down the white wolf and rushed towards the armored man. No more knives, use fists. A punch hit the armored man's bone armor, shattering his finger bones. The armored man's left bone shield struck her, but she didn't dodge. The bone shield struck her on her left shoulder. Her left shoulder collapsed, and she flew out and fell to the ground. He got up again and rushed up again. "Bai Li Yao! Back off!" No. 3 Shouted. She did not retreat. The armored man raised his bone sword and struck Baili Yao on the head. Baili Yao didn't hide. Xu Zhao rushed over from the side. His left arm was still hanging down, and the bone spur in his right hand was still clutched. He stood in front of Baili Yao, pushed her with his right hand, and pushed her away. The bone sword struck the bone spur and cut off the bone spur. Draw diagonally from left shoulder to right waist. Blood spurted out and splashed on Baili Yao's face. Xu Zhao's body stiffened suddenly, his mouth opened, but there was no sound. The armored man did not stop. The bone sword struck again. The second sword hit Xu Zhao's right shoulder. The bone was broken and his right arm hung down. The third sword hit Xu Zhao's left rib. The rib was broken and blood poured out from the wound. Xu Zhao knelt down but did not fall. He stood in front of Baili Yao. "That's enough!" Zhao Ge rushed over from the side, and the broken sword penetrated the bone seam on the armored man's neck. No. 3'S dagger pierced the bone seam of his left armpit, Qin Ming's broken sword pierced the bone seam on the back of his right knee, Nangong Rui's dagger pierced the bone seam of his wrist, and Dugu Zizai's knife pierced the bone seam of his back. Five weapons, five bone seams, stabbed in at the same time. The armored man roared. The nodes in his chest exploded. Gray-white light pours out from the nodes. Bone armor peeled off piece by piece. What was exposed was not a face, but a ball of gray-white light. There is a face in the center of the light. Exactly the same as Xu Zhao. The armored man's body was broken into pieces. It was broken into gray-white powder and piled on the ground. That face was also broken. The powder was blown away by the wind. The light of the stone pillar went out. The stone room was dark. Only the light of the torch danced. Everyone is looking at that face. Number Three was kneeling on the gravel, his mouth open. Qin Ming leaned against the wall, both hands hanging down. Baili Yao was lying on the gravel, her face covered in blood. No one spoke. Xu Zhao knelt on the gravel. The back was cracked from the shoulder to the waist, the right shoulder was broken, and the left rib was broken. Both arms hang down. He lowered his head. Jiang Yuebai rushed over and knelt in front of him. "Xu Zhao! Xu Zhao!" Xu Zhao raised his head. His eyes are black. He saw the direction where the armored man shattered. The corners of his mouth moved. "It's me, that face, it's me" "No! You're not!" Xu Zhao's eyes were changing. The black is receding and the grayish white is rising. He raised his right hand and pinched his neck. Nails dug into flesh. "No, I don't want to, I don't want to be like that" Jiang Yuebai grabbed his wrist. "Xu Zhao! Hold on!" Xu Zhao's eyes turned black. He used force and pulled his right hand away from his neck. The fingers were covered in blood. He looked at Jiang Yuebai. "Kill me." Jiang Yuebai was stunned. "It is looking at me, it is learning from me, I have been polluted, the spiritual seed, the spiritual seed has been" His eyes changed again. Gray and white came up. His right hand was raised again. Xu Zhao raised his left hand. His left arm hung down for so long, five bloody holes were stuck there, and the bones were exposed. Now lift it up. He grabbed his right hand with his left hand and pinned it to the ground. The two hands were twisting each other. "Hurry, Jiang Yuebai, hurry up" Jiang Yuebai's hands were shaking. He picked up Xu Zhao's short knife from the ground. The handle of the knife was covered in blood. He pointed the tip of the knife at Xu Zhao's chest. Xu Zhao's eyes turned black again. He looked at Jiang Yuebai. "Tell Master, Disciple, Disciple did not embarrass him. I am not, I am not a fake, hahaha" "You are not." "Do it." Jiang Yuebai stabbed the knife in. Xu Zhao's body stiffened suddenly. His hand loosened. His head dropped. Eyes closed. The curvature of the corners of the mouth is still there. Jiang Yuebai hugged him and knelt on the gravel. No one spoke. No one walked past. After a long time, Jiang Yuebai put Xu Zhao on the ground. He stood up and put Xu Zhao's short knife on his waist. Two knives, one is his own and the other is Xu Zhao's. Li Xuandu stood up from the ground. His formation disk shattered and the pieces scattered all over the floor. He looked down at his hands, and saw the gray-white threads crawling between his nails. He put his hands into his sleeves. Huang Er looked at him and put his hand on the handle of the knife. Li Xuandu didn't look at him. He lowered his head. "Let's go." Zhao Ge said. He took a step forward. Number Three followed on his right. Lu Chen was walking in the middle of the team. Jiang Yuebai walked at the back. No one spoke. The sound of footsteps on the gravel, sand, sand, sand. The door of flesh and blood is still breathing. The membrane expands and contracts. The gray-white light from the gap shines on their backs. Jiang Yuebai looked back. Xu Zhao was lying on the gravel with a hole in his chest. His eyes were closed, and the corners of his mouth were still curved. His left hand was hanging down, fingers curled. The five blood holes were still there, but the gray-white threads on the edges of the wounds were gone. He turned back and followed the team. Fragment 2: Xu Zhao had a dream. When I was a child, I fell off a rockery and my feet were empty. The air in my stomach was rising, my throat was tight, and the sky in front of me changed from blue to white, and from white to gray. I remember that time I broke my left arm and it hurt for three days. The mother cried, but the father did not. My father just stood in front of the bed, glanced at me, and said, be careful next time. I was born in Chenxing City. The Xu family is one of the most famous businesses in Chenxing City. It is engaged in the spiritual mining business and has dealings with the Nangong family and the Murong family in Tianque City. The house occupies three acres, with a garden in the backyard, a rockery in the garden, and koi carps under the rockery. When I was a kid, I loved lying on the railing and watching fish all afternoon. The koi are gold, white, and red, and when they swim in the water, their tails float like silk. He asked his mother if the fish would die. My mother said yes. He asked again where he would go after he died. Mother didn't answer. He was seven years old that year. When the Zhengyi Sect came to Chenxing City to recruit disciples, my father donated five thousand taels of silver in exchange for a new place. When he was sent to Zhengyimen, my mother gave me a purse with six golden beans in it. He said, if you feel homesick, take out the golden beans and have a look. I stuffed the purse into my arms and never took it out again. The golden beans melted into my memory and turned into six bright stars that can never be touched. When Master saw me for the first time, he asked why you came. I said, my father asked me to come. Master said, you come when your father asks you to come? My dad gave me the money. Master smiled. Master said, it's not so easy to make money in a major. It has been five years since I started practicing, from body tempering to meridians, and from meridians to blood. I forgot about the golden beans. Forgot about Chenxing City. Forgot about the koi and rockery in the garden. I thought I forgot. The Chenxing City I remember is winter. It snows in Chenxing City in winter, and the snow is so heavy that it makes the roof creak. I huddled in the quilt, and my mother came in with a bowl of hot soup. The soup was chicken soup with green onions floating on it. She sat on the edge of the bed and watched me drink. Mom, I don't want to practice anymore. She said, what's wrong? Tired. She took the bowl, put it on the table, and touched my head. Don't practice if you're tired. Dad will scold. She said, I'll go talk to dad. I finally practiced. It's not because of dad, it's because of myself. I want to see what it will look like in the end. I have reached the blood refining realm. I thought I was strong. Came to Tianque City. Entering the East District, by the way, I was surrounded once during the support process, so that was it. I saw the puppet slave. Saw another self. That person wore black iron armor and held a bone sword. Under the mask was a face exactly like his. Don't want to be like that. He can't become like that. Jiang Yuebai's knife stabbed into my chest. Pain. But the pain was not from the sword, it was from something being pulled out of my body. It's like pulling out a tooth or a nail. It hurts, and then it's empty. The body is lighter. I saw the light. It's not bright white, it's warm yellow. It's like the light that shines on the snow in the winter evening in Chenxing City when the sun is about to set. Standing in the garden, the rockery is still there and the koi are still there. There is a thin layer of ice on the water surface, and the fish are swimming slowly under the ice. I knelt down and put my hands on the ice. Ice is cold, but there is something warm underneath. Footsteps were heard. Looking back, my mother was standing under the corridor, wearing that navy blue cotton-padded jacket and holding a bowl of soup in her hand. She said, Xu Zhao, drink some soup. I said, Mom, I'm back. She said, just come back. Finished the soup. She took the bowl and placed it on the railing. She looked at me and moved the corners of her mouth. Lost weight. Not thin. She reached out and touched my face. The hands are warm. Closed his eyes. When I opened it again, the garden was gone, my mother was gone, and the koi was gone. In front of him was gray-white void. The master stood in front of him, wearing a white Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk in his hand. Master, I am back. Master said, just come back. Master, did I do well? The master didn't answer. The master turned around and walked towards the gray-white depths. I followed Master. Master's steps are slow, but every step is steady. The mist retreated from both sides. I saw light, warm yellow, like the light in the winter evening in Chenxing City. I started running. The light went out. Xu Zhao was lying on the gravel in the stone room with a hole in his chest. His eyes were closed, and the corners of his mouth were still curved. It's laughter and relaxation. Jiang Yuebai knelt beside him, her hand still pressing the handle of the knife on his chest. Blood seeped out from the cracks in the knife's handle and dripped onto the gravel. Gray-white spiritual particles spread out from his spiritual seed, bit by bit, blown away by the wind. Those spiritual grains are pure, not gray-white, and not polluted. He is clean. He is not a fake. He's just unlucky.

1. All things return to ruins Lu Chen stood up from the ground. His right eye turned dark red and his left eye turned gray. His back was bleeding, his spine was exposed, and half of his bones were broken. He held the wall with his left hand and ran as fast as he could now towards the exit, as if he could see the bright exit. He thought of the entry order he had picked up, the piece C with the number 371, which was probably the most valuable thing he had ever picked up in twelve years of scavenging. That was how he ran back as fast as he could. Liu An ran in front of him. The black cat's claws hooked on her clothes. The light at the entrance of the cave is in front. It's off-white, very light, but getting brighter. That was the fog, the fog outside, the way they came, and their fate. No. 3 Dragged Qin Ming to the front. Zhao Ge jumped with his right leg, but his left leg disappeared from the knee down. The fracture was rubbed on the gravel, leaving a blood mark on the ground with every jump. Jiang Yuebai hugged Baili Yao, his left arm was gone from the elbow down, and he pressed his broken arm against Baili Yao's back. Blood spurted all over her body. The corners of Baili Yao's face behind him slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile. Nangong Rui's hands were broken and his body was covered in blood. Huang Er used his left hand to support the wall and ran. His right arm was completely useless and he was limping. Liu An hugged the black cat. Lu Chen ran at the back. The flesh on his back was gone, his spine was exposed, and half of his bones were broken by rust. The light at the entrance of the cave is getting brighter and brighter. Ten feet. Eight feet. Five feet. Three feet. One foot. They saw the fog outside, saw the gravel, saw the dead grass, and saw the gray-white sky. Then, for a moment, the whole world became quiet. Everyone froze, their ears only buzzed with sound waves, and ripples in the air exploded. It exploded from the depths of the channel, and gray-white light poured out from the depths of the channel, like a huge stone being thrown into the water. The ripples spread from where the figure stood, one circle, one circle, and another. Where the first lap passed, the stone wall cracked. Where the second lap passed, the stone wall shattered. Where the third circle passed, the stone wall disappeared and collapsed. The stone turned to powder and the ripples caught up with them, passing through their bodies. The ripples did not stop. It continued to spread rapidly, through passages, through stone chambers, and across the entire mountain. The mountain cracked. It cracks from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and from the foot of the mountain to the depths of the ground. The whole mountain is collapsing and "breaking" downwards. It starts to break from the top of the mountain, the gravel falls down, falls into the air and breaks again, into powder, and the powder is scattered by ripples. The mountain is gone. All that was left was a huge pit, the bottom of which was filled with gravel and powder. Ripples rushed out of the pit. The gray-white light beam rushed up from the bottom of the pit, dispersing the fog and clouds, and reached the sky. "Everything returns to ruins." 2. Wanmu Prison The faceless man raised his hands above his head and spread his fingers. Gray-white light shot out from its fingertips in four directions, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest. Four light pillars were nailed to the four corners, and the light pillars were inserted into the ground three feet into the ground. The ground began to shake. Boom, the gravel bounced up from the ground, as high as a person. Boom, the second shock, the gravel shattered into powder in the air. Boom, the third earthquake, the earth cracked. Four cracks exploded from the four corners at the same time. Dark green light, gray white, and dark red light poured out from the cracks and rushed up from the cracks, accompanied by various murmurs that made people palpitate, "lifeless mother, empty hometown", "hungry, so hungry", "roar"... Boom, the first tree exploded out of the crack in the southeast corner. The tree roots bounced up from the ground, bringing up a large amount of rubble. The tree trunk was so thick that three people could not hug it. It was dark green, with gray-white lines on the surface, and dark red light dancing in the lines. Boom, the second tree exploded out of the crack in the southwest corner. The tree trunk hit the ground and the whole hall shook. Boom, boom, boom, the third tree exploded from the crack in the northeast corner, and the fourth tree exploded from the crack in the northwest corner. Four trees and four corners surround the human figure in the center. When No. 3 Saw this scene, he immediately turned around and ran away. Qin Ming, Zhao Ge and Jiang Yuebai hugged Baili Yao and Nangong Rui and ran away. Huang Er put his left hand on the ground and took a look, then got up and ran. No one shouted "run". The moment they saw four trees explode out of the ground, three colors of dark green, dark red, and gray light rushed upward from the cracks. The tree trunks were so thick that three people could not hold them together. When the tree crowns closed above their heads, they knew it was done. If you want to run, run as far as possible. They are a drag no matter what. The crown of the trees is closing. The branches extend from four directions toward the middle, like four huge hands slowly closing in. Branches collided with each other, boom, boom, boom, and gravel and dust fell from the gaps in the canopy. The branches were entangled together, becoming more and more dense, forming an airtight net above the head. New trees began to grow between the trunks. Some have thick waists, some have thick legs, and some have thick arms. They pop out of the ground, boom! Boom! Boom! One by one, squeeze from the four corners toward the middle. The tree trunk hit the human figure, boom! The humanoid body shook. The second one hit and boom! The figure's knees bent. The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one, boom! Boom! Boom! Each one is like a battering ram. The tip of the trunk cracked, and barbs burst out of the crack, piercing the humanoid's flesh. The strength of the Bronze Bone Realm is too strong. The barbs will shatter when they touch them. There is nothing that can be done about it. Only a few of them can break the skin, and gray-white blood seeps out from the skin and flows down the trunk. The humanoid's feet are entangled. Dozens of tree trunks emerged from the ground, wrapping around ankles, calves, and knees. The barbs dug into the flesh, pinning its legs to the ground. The figure's waist was wrapped. Dozens of tree trunks squeezed in from all directions, sandwiching it. The trunk was shrinking, twisting in circles, and gray-white blood spurted out from the gaps in the trunk. The humanoid's hands were entangled. Branches hung down from above its head, wrapping around its wrists, elbows, and shoulders. Dark green roots protrude from the trunk, as thin as hair, densely packed, and penetrate into the humanoid skin. The roots are too thin and will be squeezed out when they penetrate. The human-shaped spiritual grains were too dense, and the spiritual power at the peak of the Bronze Bone Realm flowed through the body like molten iron, and the roots were scalded as soon as they touched it. One branch breaks and ten stick in. Ten roots are broken, and hundreds of roots are put in place. The roots penetrated half an inch and were squeezed out. Only a little bit can be brought out at a time, like dipping a hair strand into molten iron. The gray-white spiritual power of the Inanimate Cult seeps out from the trunk and wraps around the roots. "Old Mother Inanimate, Vacuum Hometown" helps the roots "transform" into human-shaped spiritual particles. The spiritual power of the Wusheng Cult and the human-shaped spiritual grains are both grey-white. The spiritual power of Wu Sheng Cult wraps around the roots, like a layer of lubricant, allowing the roots to penetrate an inch deep. Just an inch. It can't penetrate even an inch more. The spiritual particles that can be absorbed are just the bits that seep out from the wounds in the human form, like water seeping out from the cracks in the rocks, drop by drop. Dark red bone rust seeps out from the trunk and wraps around the outermost layer of the roots, helping the roots to "corrode" the humanoid skin. The bone rust made a hissing sound when it touched the humanoid skin, like acid poured on stone. The humanoid's skin was corroded into a small pit, and gray-white flesh was exposed at the bottom of the pit. The roots penetrated into the small hole and penetrated an inch deep. Still can't touch the meridians. 3. Thick soil seals the sky Lu Chen put his hands down flat. If he smokes it again, his spiritual seed may explode. He also raised his left hand. He raised his hands with the palms of his hands facing up. The thick soil net bounced up from the ground and exploded instantly. The entire net popped out from under the gravel, carrying gravel, powder, and soil with it, rising from the ground into the air. The net shrinks as it rises, from a grid as big as a pinhole to an airtight curtain. Gray-white spiritual grains, dark green spiritual grains, and dark red spiritual grains are intertwined on the net, like three strands of rope twisted together. The net covers the top of the humanoid head and presses down from above. The tree trunks push up from below, and the net presses down from above. One up and one down, sandwiching the human figure in the middle. "Thick soil seals the sky." 4. The evil tyrants in the sky, the demons and demons Liu An took action. The black cat jumped from her arms and onto her shoulders. She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and moved her lips slightly. The beads on their wrists lit up with a golden-brown light. "The sky is full of evil, demons and demons." This spell bloomed in everyone's mind. Gray-white mist poured out from the beads, and twisted shadows walked out of the mist. Demons and monsters. They rushed towards the human form, wrapping their hands, feet, waist, and neck.