I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

In the next few days, Liu Cheng did not act rashly, but first checked everything about the Chu family, and even bought one of the two books published by Chu He.

Of course, he was only looking for evidence that the Chu family killed Liu Ruyun's brother, not because the two books written by Chu He were too good-looking.

Absolutely not!

Then, Liu Cheng inquired about another thing, that is, a maidservant of the Chu family was lost during the time when Liu Ruyun's brother died. People basically know all about it.

However, it seems that the servant girl was not found in the end, after all, no one has seen the servant girl from the Chu family again.

Liu Cheng directly threw a tael of silver to the person who told the news, and then left amidst his gratitude.

Liu Cheng held his chin with his hand, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

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In the past few days, Chu He's quality of life seems to have taken a qualitative leap. The eight dishes and one soup for meals every day have changed to twelve dishes and two soups. Chu He called out the corruption of his life and ate it By the way, I called it really fragrant while eating delicious food.

Lin Wanrong also knew that Chu He would leave Pingyang City in a short time, so she doted on Chu He very much during this time, to the point of being responsive to every request.

And Chu He is not idle, he has been writing the new book "Dou Po", and then he will go to Kyoto, which is not comparable to a small place like Linjiang County, so he naturally wants to use his strength Improve as much as possible, so that you can protect yourself in the next danger.

At night, Chu He sat cross-legged in his room.

The literary energy in the Lingtai is almost too much to hold, and there is even a faint tendency to condense into a liquid state.

If other Wen Dao monks see this, their eyes will turn red with envy. They have studied hard for more than ten years in order to accumulate such a small amount of literary energy, but Chu He's literary energy seems to be free of money. Crazy gathered from the void.

After all, in this world, there are only a few Wendao monks who can publish poetry collections, and most Wendao monks can only stay in the lower three realms throughout their lives.

However, it is only a small group of people who can publish a collection of poems at Chu He's age and receive wide acclaim.

At this time, Chu He had cleared away all the distracting thoughts in his mind, leaving only the translucent golden villain and the huge spirit of writing in the nine-foot palace of writing.

"Have you reached the limit?" Chu He looked at his spiritual platform. The foundation of the Wen Palace has been cultivated by him with the aura of Wen Dao. If he wants to improve himself, he can only break through .

"I have stayed in the realm of Qipin Tongdian for a long time, and it is time to break through to the next realm!" With a thought in Chu He's mind, the huge literary energy in the Lingtai began to rush towards the Wen Palace.

"Huh?" Lin Wanrong, who was about to rest, suddenly noticed the huge cultural fluctuations in Chu He's room, so she went directly outside Chu He's courtyard.

Standing outside Chu He's door, Lin Wanrong happened to bump into Uncle Fu who came to check on the situation.

"Fu Bo, Xiaohe, is he going to break through?" Lin Wanrong said feeling the terrifying fluctuations in Chu He's room.

"Yes, ma'am, young master, he broke through once before, but that time was much quieter than this time." Uncle Fu said respectfully.

"Okay, Uncle Fu, you and I will guard in this yard, and we must not let others disturb Xiaohe's breakthrough!" Lin Wanrong frowned and instructed Uncle Fu.

"Yes! Ma'am!" Uncle Fu had already held the mahogany sword and the Bagua mirror in his hands, and the Taoist robe was also covered with various talismans.

Lin Wanrong wiped her cuff with a jade hand, and directly drew out a soft sword with a cold light, and the two sat in Chu He's yard like this, guarding Chu He vigilantly.

And Chu He in the room was not feeling well at this time, the literary energy in his spiritual platform had expanded to a limit at this time, but there was still a steady stream of literary energy flying from the void, rushing into his spiritual platform forcibly.

It's like forcing water from a vast sea into a small river, but Chu He couldn't stop at all.

Chu He only felt that the pain of this breakthrough was more severe than the sum of the previous few times, and Chu He even almost lost his mind several times.

"Really, it's no wonder that the cultivation of the Nine Realms is divided into three major stages. It turns out that it is really difficult to break through this barrier!" Chu He endured the pain that was about to fill his body, and quickly used Wengong and Wenquan to refine The literary spirit in the Lingtai.

At this time, Chu He's spirit figure was also twinkling on his forehead, and the golden light on his body became more and more solid, as if he was about to become a real little golden figure.

"It's almost... It's almost..." Chu He quietly refined the literary energy in the Lingtai quickly. He has already felt the barrier. As long as he breaks through this barrier, he will be completely successful.

"Ka... Kaka..." A sound of glass shattering resounded in Chu He's altar, like a glass bottle being broken.

"Give me... open it!" Chu He kept roaring from the bottom of his heart, using a lot of energy to attack the barrier that was about to be broken.

Finally, after going through a period of shock, Chu He forcefully drilled a small hole in that barrier with his literary spirit!

"Give it to Laozi!" Chu He shouted loudly.

"Bang——" the barrier finally shattered under the impact of Chu He's hard work.

A large amount of Wen Qi crazily poured into Chu He's body and gathered on his Lingtai. It should not be called Lingtai now, but should be called Lingchi. A large amount of Wen Qi gathered here and passed over the Lingchi The suspended Wengong transformed into a real liquid, completely completing the qualitative change from gas to liquid.

And the original Nine-inch Wenquan has also become the center of the Lingchi, where countless liquids condensed with Wenqi have gathered here, being compressed and solidified by the spring over and over again.

Now, Chu He's spiritual pool has already gathered half a pool of Wen Dao spiritual liquid, which means that from now on, when Chu He fights, he no longer needs to count the Wen Qi chops like before. people.

But just like this, it is not over.

Under Chu He's control, countless Wen Dao spiritual liquids frantically gathered and separated in front of the spring of the Lingchi, as if they were about to condense something here.