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Chapter 156: The Sword of Evil Exorcism!

Qin Mo's spirit quickly constructed the picture of the first chapter of "The Swordsman". His talent guided him and his pen was like a snake. The constructed world was quickly condensed on the paper and turned into words.

"The gentle breeze blows through the willows, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. It is the spring season in the South."



"First there was a horse all white, with stirrups made of rotten silver. On the saddle was a young man in brocade clothes, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a falcon on his left shoulder, a sword hanging at his waist, and a long bow on his back.

The horse gallops forward."



"The right palm has penetrated from the bottom of the left palm. It is the move "Yunli Qiankun" in the ancestral "Heaven-shaking Palm"."





Zhou Wenbo had just begun to see Qin Mo writing in a hurry, and he was quite pleased with Qin Mo's anxiety. No matter how immature the quality of the articles he created, and how many flaws there were, at the very least, Zhou Wenbo admired Qin Mo's seriousness in taking martial arts articles.

However, he soon discovered something was wrong.

Qin Mo started writing too fast.

It's so fast that it doesn't feel like I'm conceiving, slowly exploring, and creating a martial arts article, but more like writing a martial arts article directly.

Zhou Wenbo couldn't sit still anymore, put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and walked slowly to Qin Mo's side.

At a glance.

"Huh?!" When his eyes fell on the paper, Zhou Wenbo was stunned. Qin Mo, this is not constructing characters or writing an outline, but directly creating a martial arts article?

Yes, there is no plot idea, there is just the first chapter that gets straight to the point.

There isn't even a brief introduction to the characters.

When a writer creates martial arts articles, whether he is a new student, an old student who is skilled in writing, or a sixth-grade literary master like Zhou Wenbo, he must first conceive the characters, outline, and main line before writing the specific plot.

This is a process that almost all writers follow.

But Qin Mo————

Is there a fart main plot, characters, and outline?

Just get the paper and pen and start working?

Shaking his head, Zhou Wenbo looked slightly disappointed. At the same time, he also blamed himself. As a mentor, it was his fault that his disciples made such low-level mistakes. He did not teach well.

Zhou Wenbo felt that he still needed to popularize the elements of creation in detail to Qin Mo. These were indispensable.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Qin Mo's strokes becoming smoother and smoother, with gold lines appearing casually.

what's the situation?

Is this a sign that you need to evolve your elemental skills?

It's impossible. Qin Mo is just a new student. Besides, in this martial arts article, he didn't even see the character conception or the main plot outline. How can he evolve Yuan skills?

Zhou Wenbo retracted his right hand and turned to look at the beginning of Qin Mo's paper——

"The gentle breeze blows through the willows, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. It is the spring season in the South."



Qin Mo's words and brushstrokes are very steady, not like the creative style of a young man, but more like an old writer who has been writing articles for many years, with mature writing style and refined words.

Then, as he went deeper, Zhou Wenbo discovered that Qin Mo's martial arts articles were not just an old writer, but more like a master of layout and planning. The opening chapter was just a few hundred words, and he easily built a magnificent story.

In the world of martial arts, the name of the first chapter is called Miemen.

Even he took it in. He didn't have the awkwardness of a freshman literary teacher, and he was always sophisticated.

Zhou Wenbo couldn't bear to disturb Qin Mo.

"Huh?" Zhou Wenbo stood beside Qin Mo without moving, looking down at the martial arts article written by Qin Mo. This scene also made many instructors realize that there was a look of surprise on their faces. They saw something was wrong from Zhou Wenbo's eyes.

Not only did I not see any dissatisfaction or disgust with the article created by a new student, but on the contrary, I was fascinated by it?

Zhou Wenbo, you are a master of sixth-grade literature. Can you be fascinated by the martial arts articles written by a new student?

The instructor who had been chatting with Zhou Wenbo over tea could no longer sit still. He stood up from his seat and came to Zhou Wenbo's side. He followed Zhou Wenbo's gaze and looked at the words written by Qin Mo on the paper.

Chapter 1: Destroy the family.

He simply glanced at the title and looked at the content. Soon, he was also frightened. The wording, phrasing, and sentence formation... every link was skillful. Was this created by a new writer?

Shashasha~~~

In the quiet side pavilion, Qin Mo wrote faster and faster, without any sense of jerkiness, and his writing was no better than thinking.

Unconsciously, thousands of words of articles were born under Qin Mo's pen, and they appeared on the paper, with golden lines appearing between the words.

"This is the time to evolve Yuan skills." Zhou Wenbo and another instructor who was watching suddenly woke up. They were almost fascinated, driven by Qin Mo's writing, until they saw something strange in the writing, with faint golden patterns appearing, which stirred up the vitality.

Only then did he react to the signs that the text was clear.

Qin Mo, however, didn't notice it at all. He focused on integrating the world of rivers and lakes constructed in his mind into the tip of his pen and put it on the paper.

Chapter two!

The first chapter is finished and the second chapter is written.

Time passed minute by minute, and under the guidance of Qin Mo's wrist, the words engraved by pen and ink moved with his talent.

"There are Yuan skills that are about to evolve."

At this moment, other tutors who were close to him finally realized that something was wrong. Their perception of the universality of writing was much stronger than that of ordinary writers who were not good at writing.

The source of talent lies with Qin Mo!

Even the old woman noticed the strange scene in the side hall. It was so intense that the words written by Qin Mo seemed to come alive, full of energy and began to evolve.

"Evolved elemental skills." Zhou Wenbo's heart beat violently.

Under the series of golden lines, those words suddenly jumped out of the paper, like little people, performing various movements, which were the basic skills of swordsmanship.

Zhou Wenbo looked shocked. It was really a Yuan skill, or a sword skill.

The instructor next to Zhou Wenbo, the old lady instructor Jia Rong, was also shocked.

How long has it been since Qin Mo actually evolved his Yuan Skill?

"Jia Rong, didn't you say that my disciple is arrogant? You see clearly, the first person to evolve Yuan Skill was Qin Mo." Zhou Wenbo suddenly smiled and said, at this moment, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was strangely stagnant, Qin Mo

Ink has no intention of stopping.

After finishing the second chapter, Qin Mo continued writing the third chapter without even raising his head.

"Qin Mo, he..." Zhou Wenbo was about to speak, but was suddenly stopped by the instructor beside him, who looked surprised and said, "Qin Mo, he may have to evolve a second elemental skill."

Yes!

This first elemental skill evolved from "The Swordsman". When it rushed into the center of Qin Mo's eyebrows and was immersed in the sea of ​​qi, Qin Mo knew that this was just an ordinary yellow-level mid-level swordsmanship elemental skill, Qingcheng Sword.

Law.

It is not the same kind of sword technique that Qin Mo perceives, which is about to break through the paper and come out of the paper.

Qin Mo is waiting for the sword spirit to evolve from "The Swordsman".

The huge side hall was silent.

Buzz~~~~~~

When the third chapter was finished and written, Qin Mo sensed the unrivaled power of the sword, which finally aroused his vitality, and the words were connected. Countless words turned into little characters, and rushed into the center of Qin Mo's eyebrows.

"It has finally evolved. This swordsmanship is of a very high level." Qin Mo was excited and his mind was immersed in the sea of ​​qi.

Sword manual to ward off evil spirits, high-grade Xuan-level swordsmanship.
Chapter completed!
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