12dz Chapter 667 Academy
Chapter 667 Academy
The next day.
Spiritual wilderness world, Jade City.
Hanfeng Bay is a famous scenic spot in Yucheng, and the surrounding economy is extremely prosperous.
It was a beautiful day with gentle breezes, and there were many tourists.
Feng Chenye, dressed in a white shirt, found a slightly spacious place by the lake, took out a large stone from his storage ring, placed it on the ground, and then jumped on it.
Just as he was about to start a story, he suddenly looked up in confusion.
He could clearly feel that a large amount of literary energy was converging towards him from all directions, vast and boundless.
This feeling came early in the morning.
It's just that the literary flavor was rather weak at that time, so he didn't take it seriously, just thinking that someone was passing on his storybooks, bringing in the literary flavor.
But as the literary energy grew, he finally realized something was wrong.
The quantity is too large!
Is it possible that the sky is leaking? Or is the Wenquxing about to fall?
After watching for a long time, I didn't see anything unusual. On the contrary, his strange performance art attracted many tourists to stop and watch.
Seeing that someone was paying attention to him, Feng Chenye suppressed his doubts and spread his voice in a rhythmic manner: "Everyone, look at the Yulong Mountains in the distance. Doesn't it look like a giant dragon lying down?
Twenty thousand years ago, on a stormy night with thunder and lightning, the mountain range suddenly rose into the sky, stretched out its claws and fangs, and turned into a divine dragon.
The dragon summoned the wind and rain, and moved the water from the East Ocean, flooding thousands of cities..."
The exaggerated beginning made more people stop.
This story tells the story of a human boy who bravely slays a dragon.
Halfway through the story, a loud male voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "Are you Mr. Feng?"
Feng Chenye was slightly stunned. He hadn't introduced himself yet. He hurriedly bowed and said politely, "Yes, brother, have you met me?"
"Then are you looking for Mengyao?" the man asked again.
Feng Chenye suddenly became excited: "Do you know where Mengyao is?"
The man shook his head and explained loudly: “I don’t know.
But I just saw a few books in a bookstore, and the opening chapters were very interesting, so I bought a few and planned to go back and read them carefully.
There is a book with the same story as you told.
The last page contains information about the young master looking for a close friend.
I didn’t expect to see the author himself in Hanfeng Bay.
"I was so excited that I interrupted your story. I'm so ashamed! Please continue!"
Feng Chenye asked hurriedly: "Can you let me take a look at the book?"
"Of course!" The man walked out of the crowd and handed over five books.
Feng Chenye took the book and took a look.
The covers are all decorated with exquisite patterns, on which are written the title of the book, the author and the printing house.
The compiler is named Feng Chenye.
The books were jointly printed by Qiantong Pavilion and Yuncheng Tianyi Bookstore.
Feng Chenye was stunned when he saw Qiantong Pavilion.
Could it be that the old man felt sorry for me and helped me print the books?
“Young Master, did Bai Xiaochun slay the dragon?” someone in the crowd asked.
Feng Chenye collected his thoughts, returned the book to the man, thanked him, and said with a smile: "Continuing from the previous chapter, Bai Xiaochun's sword was destroyed, and he deeply felt the gap between himself and the old sword god was as huge as the difference between heaven and earth, and he was disheartened for a while..."
After finishing the story, Feng Chenye took out Meng Yao's portrait and asked everyone about her whereabouts.
Unfortunately, still to no avail.
Feng Chenye was a little disappointed, and asked everyone to help keep an eye out for it, and then went to look for a bookstore in the city.
After visiting several bookstores, Feng Chenye was shocked to find that, without exception, his own novels were placed in the most conspicuous positions on the bookshelves of several stores.
On the last page of the storybook, there is a notice looking for Mengyao.
Arriving at Tianyi Bookstore, Feng Chenye found the shopkeeper and asked politely, "Shopkeeper, why did your shop suddenly print these five books?"
The shopkeeper thought he was a boring person and responded lazily: "It doesn't matter what you print. Why do you have to ask so many questions?"
"I am the editor of this book, so I have some doubts." Feng Chenye revealed his identity.
"Who are you? How do you prove it?" The shop owner was a little skeptical.
Feng Chenye took out Meng Yao's portrait and said, "Feng is looking for his best friend Meng Yao in Linghuang. This portrait is a portrait I'm looking for. It wasn't made recently, and it's the same person as the one on the last page of the book."
The shopkeeper saw the portrait in Feng Chenye's hand and found it was indeed not the one he had drawn recently. He immediately bowed and said, "So it really is Mr. Feng. Please don't blame me for my poor eyesight and failure to recognize him!
We have received the "Heavenly Secret Order" from Qiantong Pavilion, entrusting our bookshop to print Mr. Feng's works immediately, with the greatest publicity efforts, in an effort to spread the influence of the book in a short period of time.
They also bear the publicity expenses and advance the printing costs.
Mr. Feng's story is excellent and has the potential to become popular, so we will follow the trend and cooperate with Qiantong Pavilion's request."
"Is it only printed in Yucheng?" Feng Chenye asked.
“More than that!” The shopkeeper waved his hands repeatedly and exclaimed, “I heard that the bookstores in hundreds of thousands of cities in the entire Spiritual Wilderness World are urgently printing and selling it!
I have never seen such a loud noise in my life!
Looking back at the history of Linghuang, the number of works that could be printed on such a scale is definitely no more than ten!
Young master will be famous all over the world in the future.
By the way, didn’t Qiantong Pavilion tell you about this?
Then you can ask for the remuneration. With Qiantong Pavilion’s writing style, the remuneration will definitely not disappoint you.”
Feng Chenye was stunned when he heard this.
Hundreds of thousands of cities urgently jointly sold his works.
For a force like Qiantong Pavilion, the cost of printing books may not be a big deal, but given the urgency of the matter and the massive publicity, the hidden costs involved are difficult to estimate.
I don’t know why Qiantong Pavilion wants to help me?
When I find Mengyao, I will definitely thank her in person!
"Thank you for the reminder, boss. They have paid the royalties." Feng Chenye thanked him and said goodbye to the bookstore.
……
The northern part of Linghuang Realm.
It has always been the world of academies.
Hidden in the rolling Hanlin Mountains is a huge abyss.
Below the abyss, stands a tall statue of the Saint of Literature.
At this time, black smoke continued to emerge from the bottom of the abyss.
No one knows what kind of evil thing the black smoke is. The creepy laughter, roars, and screams are endless, making people's scalps numb!
Wensheng held a pen in his hand, which emitted a faint white light.
All the black smoke coming out from the bottom of the abyss will be absorbed by this pen.
Around the abyss, sixteen people sat.
They are all dressed like Confucian scholars.
At this moment, sixteen people continuously sent spiritual energy to the stone statue.
The upper body of the statue of Wensheng is quite plain, but below the waist, there are stripes, as if a strange rope is binding Wensheng!
"Dean, the demonic energy is too strong. Wensheng's sealing power is constantly being impacted and is on the verge of breaking!
I’m afraid I can’t hold on for much longer!” said a teacher with a worried look.
A thin old man in green clothes not far away said calmly: "The seal can still last for another half a month, why are you panicking!
The demons are cunning and good at disguise. It is very likely that they are strong on the outside but weak on the inside and are just struggling to survive.
And even if the seal is broken, we must defend it to the death!
Once the human race infiltrates into the Great Demon, it will be a catastrophe for the world!"
"What if we can't hold on?" the Master asked again.
The dean comforted him calmly: "They are all dead, why worry about what happens after death?"
Everyone agreed in unison.
If Feng Chenye were here, he would definitely recognize that among the sixteen people there is a woman with a graceful temperament, and she is none other than the person he is obsessed with - Meng Yao!