Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 223 Lian Po is Old (25)

Mo Chi, wrapped in a black robe, drank his tea helplessly. He felt that although Lan Xin was the same age as him, she was still as lively as a young person.

He was once in a very difficult situation, and in order to make money, he worked as a side job in the Equipment Refining Pavilion for a period of time.

To be more precise, it is to draw illustrations for novels.

Good illustrations can add a lot of color to a novel, and Mo Chi had already reached the Golden Core level at that time. Even if the Dao of Danqing disappeared, he could still add some of his own Taoist charm.

Moreover, he had a strong foundation in painting, and the pictures he drew were excellent, so many people commissioned him to paint at that time.

He was so poor at the time that he took on any job and did whatever he could. He was willing to do some unusual things as long as they paid him enough. As a result, he unknowingly earned the title of "Dragon Master".

The author who collaborated with him the most was Lan Xin.

Once I got drunk and told the other person about my distress, and the other person also expressed the difficulties he encountered.

After they got drunk, they felt that the beautiful scenery and the weather were not to be wasted, they admired each other's talents, and they had similar troubles, so they liked each other more and more.

So, the two of them became sworn brothers on the spot, and their relationship took a step further.

But later he found out that the person he swore brotherhood with was actually the immortal master of the Hehuan Sect, and he could only accept it helplessly.

Later, when he had earned enough money, he went to a remote place to retire and teach painting, while the other party continued to write books and they would occasionally communicate.

I thought we wouldn't have much interaction in the future, but I didn't expect to meet again today.

Sighing, Mo Chi said, "Lan Xin, this is the territory of the righteous sect. You, a demon sect immortal master, should not be so active."

"It's no use for me to be active." Lan Xin pointed helplessly at the surroundings, "Look, I dressed up today, but I didn't find any emotions. All my efforts were wasted."

"Nothing can be done. You are from the Hehuan Sect."

Lan Xin sighed and said helplessly: "The way of heaven has changed. This is the main reason for the decline of the Hehuan Sect. The increase in entertainment items has made the monks no longer interested in indulging in the pleasures of men and women, but people's instincts are still there, so they are not completely gone. But the problem now is that the disciples of the Hehuan Sect are obviously all beautiful, but they are less popular than the other. I don't understand why."

If it were before, Mo Chi wouldn’t be able to explain why.

However, he had already gained some experience in studying the authority of Heaven and had his own understanding of this issue.

“I have some guesses about this question.”

Lan Xin immediately sat up and asked expectantly, "What's going on?"

"You also know that the way of heaven has changed. The wonderful law of heaven and earth, "Heaven rewards hard work", has appeared. It can be seen that the way of heaven hopes that cultivators will constantly improve themselves."

"Yes."

"I guess this has something to do with the destruction of the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao should hope that the cultivators can grow up as quickly as possible and help repair the Heavenly Dao."

"Yes, there is such a saying, but what does it have to do with our Hehuan Sect?"

"That's the problem. Where did the Hehuan Sect's skills come from?"

"Haoran Jue."

At this point, Lan Xin proudly puffed out her chest and said, "Haoran Jue was originally an ancient martial art from a long time ago, but the founder of the Hehuan Sect was extremely talented. One day, she suddenly felt that instead of wasting effort to improve her reputation, it would be better to make them like her. So, she got inspiration from Haoran Jue and improved the Hehuan Sect's martial art. With this martial art, the cultivators of the Hehuan Sect can lie down and there will be admirers to provide them with cultivation."

After the explanation, Lan Xin was slightly stunned, and then she discovered the problem.

Mo Chi also took a sip of tea and slowly explained, "You know the problem now. Tiandao doesn't want to lie down anymore. The effect of Hehuan Sect's skills has begun to recover. Originally, after practicing Hehuan Sect's skills, disciples would be more attractive, but now, the charm will be slowly offset, and they will have no appeal in the eyes of the opposite sex. Most male cultivators should instinctively treat Hehuan Sect disciples as the same sex. This is the truth behind the decline of Hehuan Sect."

Lan Xin seemed to have survived a thunderstorm, and her head was buzzing. She held the table, leaving a deep palm print on it with her fingers. She leaned forward unconsciously and asked in disbelief, "But even so, I shouldn't be hated by others, right?"

"What do you think when you see a bearded man flirting with you, acting cute and coquettish, looking at you shyly from time to time, and hoping that you will marry him?"

"That's disgusting."

"Yes, this is how most male monks feel when they see the monks of the Hehuan Sect."

Lan Xin sat there in a daze, never expecting the truth to be like this.

She sat in a daze while drinking tea. She sat in the chair for a long time before she slowly said, "No wonder no one reads my serious writings, but my random writings are very popular. It should be because I added the Dao rhyme when I was serious, and people subconsciously noticed it."

"I had a similar feeling before. When you write seriously, your writing is good, but it's just boring. On the contrary, the things you write casually are rough, but quite interesting."

"The way of heaven is unfair!"

Covering her head, Lan Xin cursed the heavens for a long time. After a long time, she raised her head and said, "Mo Chi, thank you very much. I was still hesitating whether to transform, but now I have finally made up my mind."

"Transformation? You don't plan to write novels anymore?"

"Well, I'm going to play games."

Mo Chi was stunned for a long time before he said, "I've heard of games. They're quite popular recently. A mysterious master named Fang Wai brought this thing, and many people are studying it now. But you know nothing about games. Can you do it well?"

"Sure!" Lan Xin said seriously, "I have played all the games in Fangwai. Among them, "Mountain Journey" proves that games can also attract admiration and allow disciples to practice. So I decided to return to the Hehuan Sect, and then write a novel based on the disciples, draw game illusions, and imitate "Mountain Journey" to make a game. This game must have multiple heroines, each of whom must be vivid and full of plot lines, making people unforgettable. I believe that in the future, I will definitely be able to let my disciples gain new ways of practice."

At this point, Mo Chi knew Lan Xin's intention in looking for him.

With a bitter smile, he looked at Lan Xin and said, "You... I have already started to rebuild Danqingmen, and you still come to me to do this."

"I can't help it. You're my eldest brother after all. And among all the artists I know, you've always been the best at drawing erotic pictures. I still remember the illustrations you drew for "Senior Sister, You Can't Go There". That set of books sold like hotcakes because of your illustrations."

"Stop it, don't mention my dark history. Forget it, I have had people from the Wanfa Sect help me manage the sect during this period, and it does make things easier for me. I'll take this job."

"Thank you, brother. We'll contact each other later."

Pushing a bamboo slip over, Lan Xin said, "The slip contains the specific requirements and my advance payment. I don't have much money recently, so you have to make do with it, big brother."

After saying this, Lan Xin didn't wait for Mo Chi to refuse. She raised her head and drank all the tea, then jumped out of the window and ran towards the Demon Gate.

Looking at the other person's receding back, Mo Chi chuckled and shook his head, then prepared to see what the other person wanted.

Mo Chi was stunned when he just opened the bamboo slips and saw the list of spirit stones for the weapon refining pavilion.

The voucher for 20,000 spirit stones lay there quietly, with the mark of the Equipment Refining Pavilion on it. One could go to the Equipment Refining Pavilion to collect it at any time.

Along with the certificate, there is also a message from Lan Xin:

[This is half of the income I have accumulated from writing books over the years. The other half needs to be brought back to the Huan Sect as funds for the operation of the sect. The Danqing Sect is rebuilding and needs money at this time. Don't refuse, big brother. Just use it.]

Seeing this, Mo Chi's eyes became a little wet.

Wiping the corners of his eyes, he knew that he would have to fight for his life for this job.

Let the world see how capable I, Youlong, am!

(End of this chapter)