Chapter 50 The First Principle of Popular Novel "Refreshing"

[I cried, Yanzi is so pitiful]

No wonder he kept trying to find his friends and revisit the earlier plot points.

Sigh... Oh well, I'll still give you my monthly vote this month.

[A question came to mind: if the protagonist refuses to follow the plot, can he stay in this world indefinitely without returning?]

Staying here is fine; going back would only lead to more suffering. Let's start anew in a new world.

[You're making me want to restart the game. When will my system be back?]

[Are you there, God? Where's my system? (reaches out)]

When will the bug preventing users from reselecting numbers be fixed?

Shen Cangyu watched the comments section chatter away, the topic in the thread had long since gone off-topic.

The novel's plot ends at the moment Shen Qingyan wakes up. He opens his eyes to see a familiar scene, and it's as if a voice in his head is saying to him, "Welcome to the new world."

A new world of ghosts.

Shen Cangyu couldn't help but complain.

If you want to reopen, can't you reopen somewhere else? Why do you have to come here and get in the way?

If Shen Qingyan didn't want to work hard, didn't want to do missions, and didn't want to return to his original world, then he shouldn't have entered Kunlun in the first place. Wouldn't it have been better to just live out his life in a small seaside town?

He kept saying he didn't want to go back, yet he was also competing with them for resources, displaying a two-faced attitude that annoyed Shen Cangyu.

She was even more annoyed when she thought about how the Spirit Building Platform, which was supposed to be part of the assessment reward, had ended up in his hands.

Why wasn't she the first to wake up? Shen Cangyu felt that she hadn't been in the illusion for long. She had only seen a few scenes and hadn't gathered much information before several hours had passed.

She suspected she had been set up.

"Cangyu, are you alright?" Mingzhao looked at her and asked cautiously.

Shen Cangyu stared at her with dead fish eyes, mechanically munching on the steamed bun in his hand: "It's fine."

Mingzhao then looked at Lu Yuan, who was squatting to the side: "Little Lu, are you alright?"

Lu Yuan casually tossed the flashing designer brand into his sleeve and said nonchalantly, "I'm fine. Do I look like there's something wrong with me?"

Mingzhao looked at her suspiciously.

The next moment, Shen Cangyu's name tag started flashing wildly. She took off the name tag and looked at it: "Lu Yuan, your sister's communication invitation should be for you."

Lu Yuan hurriedly pressed the name tag down from her hand: "Hang it up quickly and hide it!"

"Didn't you say everything was fine?" Mingzhao looked at her amusedly. She guessed that news of Lu Yuan's outburst during the assessment had spread and reached Lu Sheng's ears. Now she was in a hurry to find Lu Yuan and give him a good dressing down.

"Oh no," Lu Yuan muttered, "I need to find a place to hide and wait until my sister calms down before going back."

After saying that, she glanced at the two people beside her and said to herself, "No, it's not safe to hide in your house. I need to find a place where no one knows where I can hide."

After saying that, she got up and ran away.

"Hey." Shen Cangyu suddenly called out to her.

Lu Yuan turned her head and looked at her, puzzled. She saw Shen Cangyu take a bottle out of her bosom and throw it at her.

Lu Yuan took the bottle, opened it, and a strong medicinal smell wafted out.

"Take care of the injury on your hand, so it doesn't become a chronic condition," Shen Cangyu said.

Lu Yuan muttered, "It's just a minor injury. I've had countless injuries since I was a child. This kind of injury will heal in a few months..." She said this, but she quickly and efficiently hid the medicine in her sleeve.

"Thanks. If I don't die, I'll treat you to barbecue when I get back." Lu Yuan waved his hand and disappeared in a flash.

“Didn’t Lu Yuan say that she wouldn’t be punished for injuring someone during the assessment? Elder Huang didn’t punish her, and neither did the interrogation hall, but Lu Sheng is blaming her…” Ming Zhao said.

"Perhaps she felt that the Lu family was already small, and Lu Yuan's actions were just making enemies for them, adding insult to injury to their already difficult situation," Shen Cangyu replied casually, swallowing the steamed bun.

Mingzhao suddenly stroked her chin and looked at Shen Cangyu: "Your choice of words is so amazing right now."

"Yeah……"

Shen Cangyu paused in her act of eating a steamed bun. She realized that she had probably been watching too many comments on the screen, and her words and attitude had somehow become tainted with their strange and peculiar style.

"Yes, the phrase 'adding insult to injury' is very apt. It's a vivid and descriptive metaphor. You also use a lot of strange words, like 'newbie,' 'idiot,' '**,' and '***.' They're all very unusual; I've never heard of them before. Are these all local dialects from Penglai?"

Shen Cangyu: "..." These are all the swear words she learned from the comments.

There were many words in the comments that she couldn't understand, but strangely enough, even though she couldn't understand those words, she could accurately identify which ones were swear words.

This may be a unique ability that people possess when learning a new language.

Those who are skilled in writing have an innate keen perception of language. Shen Cangyu never expected that Mingzhao could actually distinguish which words she used were foreign.

"It's kind of a local dialect from my hometown," Shen Cangyu said vaguely.

"After this assessment, the elders gave us a month-long vacation. Where do you plan to go during this time? Are you going to stay holed up in the Scripture Pavilion again?" After saying that, Mingzhao smiled first, "I learned the use of the word 'nest' from you. I don't know if you noticed."

Mingzhao is always talking nonsense. Just a few days ago, he shouted in Shen Cangyu's ear, "Have you realized that 'weather' is actually weather?!"

Those who cultivate Taoism believe that all things are composed of Qi (vital energy). One day, Mingzhao suddenly realized that, in terms of the three elements of Heaven, Earth, and Man, the weather is the Qi of Heaven. She regarded Heaven as a person, and the weather was the result of Heaven's cultivation. Heaven uses Qi to generate Yin and Yang, cold and heat, and the four seasons.

Correspondingly, "earth energy" refers to the energy of the earth, and "human energy" refers to the energy of people.

Shen Cangyu had seen the word "popularity" many times in the bullet comments.

In their words, popular characters are those that readers like and frequently mention. Shen Cangyu couldn't help but think that their saying "popularity nourishes the body" might refer to this very concept.

Thinking about this, Shen Cangyu suddenly realized that it was no wonder Shen Qingyan could use so many skills even without an inner core.

The "golden finger" (referring to a cheat code or similar technology) is only part of the reason.

Internal alchemy involves cultivating a golden elixir within the body to strengthen one's qi, while external alchemy involves obtaining qi from the outside world to cultivate and gain abilities.

Shen Cangyu had seen information about external alchemy in ancient books, but unfortunately, the art of external alchemy has long been lost, and what has been passed down today is internal alchemy.

Could it be that the early methods of external alchemy practice were similar to Shen Qingyan's?

Shen Qingyan has a system to assist him, but what about those practitioners of external alchemy in the past? How did they obtain power?

Can a cultivator possess both an inner core and an outer core at the same time?

Shen Cangyu lowered his eyes and pondered.

The copper coin eye is still on her, but she can unlock the sword in her hand that returns to the heart of all weapons, a fact that is beyond her previous understanding.

After all, in the past, whether it was the books she had read or the explanations from her teachers, they all said that a person can only possess one kind of Tao.

She used to believe it to be true.

But when a second Daoist technique appeared within her, she realized that a person could possess more than one Daoist technique.

The fact that people in the past did not succeed does not mean that this conjecture cannot be realized.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that perhaps she could master all the Taoist arts, whether it was the Copper Coin Eye, the Return of All Things to the Heart, the Literary Mind and the Dragon Carving, or even the ability to glimpse the secrets of heaven...

She not only had to learn all the Taoist methods, but also had to master both internal and external alchemy.

Shen Qingyan can gain popularity through honor points, so why can't she?

If he wants to be the most popular person, then she will crush him in his area of ​​expertise.

Shen Cangyu reread the novel's plot and memorized all of the system's earnest teachings to Shen Qingyan.

Shen Qingyan didn't understand what the system said, but she understood it through a combination of guesswork and deduction.

The first principle of a satisfying novel is to first show the reader what the protagonist possesses: beauty, power, status, intelligence, luck, a system... In short, what he possesses must be unique. Once the reader discovers that other characters also have this, the satisfaction is greatly diminished.

I understand.

Shen Cangyu stuffed all the steamed buns in his hand into his mouth, clapped his hands, stood up, and said to Mingzhao, "I'm not going to the Scripture Pavilion anymore. I'm going back to Dragon Ridge Mountain."

"Huh?" Mingzhao stared at her in surprise. She remembered that Shen Cangyu hadn't returned to Dragon Ridge Mountain for a long time. She thought that Shen Cangyu had some kind of conflict with the disciples of Dragon Ridge Mountain and was unwilling to go back. It turned out that she was wrong.

Then she thought that she had heard that Qiu Sheng and the others had returned to Kunlun, and perhaps Shen Cangyu was going back to see them.

Mingzhao scratched her forehead: "Then you should go back." After saying that, she sighed. It seemed that she had lost another study partner, and she would have to go to the library alone.

Shen Cangyu rushed back to Longji Mountain and ran into Pei Wenjing at the foot of the mountain.

Pei Wenjing was taken aback when he saw her: "Why are you back?" He was just about to go look for her.

"Greetings, Senior Brother. Goodbye, Senior Brother." Shen Cangyu waved to him and manipulated Feng Xu to ride the wind and quickly run up the stairs. She had more important things to do now, as for Pei Wenjing... she'd deal with him later.

Pei Wenjing watched her retreating figure, pulled his sleeves tighter, and thought, "Never mind, I'll talk to her about it later."

He sighed and followed her up.

When Shen Cangyu arrived at the Hall of Ten Thousand Weapons Returning to the Heart, it was brightly lit, and many disciples were gathered inside. They had just finished their missions and returned to report, and were still waiting in the hall.

Qiu Sheng looked at Shen Qingyan and laughed, "I heard you came out on top in the assessment and even comprehended the sword technique in your hand."

The sect leader stroked his beard, feeling quite pleased, but he still had to maintain his composure and said, "Not bad, as expected of our disciple from the Myriad Arts Return to the Heart, you have great talent."

The disciples standing nearby looked at Shen Qingyan and marveled at him.

This disciple from the outer sect is said to have been unable to cultivate his inner core even after so long. They didn't say anything about it in front of others, but they would always bring him up from time to time in their spare time, treating him as a joke.

Unexpectedly, the plot took a turn so quickly that this person not only won the top spot on the assessment list, but also comprehended the sword in hand that brings all weapons back to their hearts.

Could it be that he is truly a genius, only that his "genius" is in a different position than that of ordinary people?

The system watched its honor points soar in the background and happily spun around on the floor: "Yay! Is this the effect of a face-slapping plot?! This is so satisfying!"

Just then, a voice came from afar: "A shuriken? I have one too."

Before you see him, you hear his voice.

As soon as she spoke, Qiu Sheng recognized Shen Cangyu's voice. She stood up and looked towards the door, where she saw a person stepping across the threshold of the main hall against the light.

She raised her hand, and a green sword fell into her grasp.

"That is..." Everyone's expression changed drastically when they saw the sword in Shen Cangyu's hand.

The sect leader heard the sound coming from afar and smiled broadly, thinking to himself, "That's just like Shen Cangyu's personality. He must come and show off whatever good things he gets."

But when his gaze fell on the green sword in her hand, he sat frozen in his chair as if he had been hit on the head with a hammer.

That is... the sword of the Kunlun Immortal Lord.

He looked up behind him and, sure enough, the moment Shen Cangyu summoned the green sword, the green sword that had been displayed high on the shelf disappeared.

The sword of the Kunlun Immortal Lord has recognized its master.