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In the Haoran Academy, in Yin Zhaoxian's small courtyard, a small stone table was not enough for the three of Ji Yuan, so Ji Yuan threw three table cases out of his sleeves and lined them up under the plum tree.

Ji Yuan put aside the four treasures of his study, and bought the rice paper not long after laying it out. Yin Zhaoxian and Wang Li also took pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the study in the courtyard and placed them.

During this period, Yin Zhaoxian had already instructed a book boy who was standing not far outside, telling him and the two gentlemen that they would be closed for writing books, and that no one should be disturbed, and even meals only had to be delivered outside the hospital.

In fact, the book boy has always been paying attention to what Yin Zhaoxian, Ji Yuan and others will say in the courtyard, but the strange thing is that after they entered the courtyard, although there is a voice, they can't hear it clearly. He responded quickly, but his curiosity was even heavier, but although he was curious, he did not dare to do anything beyond it.

Everything was ready, and before the three of them started writing, the sky was already rumbling, and the sound of Cloudless Thunder continued, like some kind of emotion from God.

A piece of Huangquan's painting was suspended in front of the three tables, and there were various changes in the scene above, as well as some scenes of the Nether Zhengtang and various Yin Si, but Yin Zhaoxian and even Wang Li seemed to be unmoved.

"Two people, as I just said, Mr. Wang is the author, and I and Master Yin are editing. Master Yin has to add some poems for certain chapters, and Ji must also add Dan Qing's paintings. If there is no objection, let's start like this?"

Yin Zhaoxian and Wang Li looked at each other and nodded their heads. Although there was a priority, the three of them started writing almost at the same time.

Clouds began to condense in the sky, and they became thicker and thicker, making Gyeonggi Prefecture a lot darker all of a sudden.

"Crack-boom-rumble..."

The light of lightning shone on the earth, and the thunder in the sky suddenly became violent, shocking all the people in Gyeonggi to look up at the sky in astonishment. Many children were startled by the thunder, and they cried loudly at home.

Ji Yuan raised his head and glanced at the sky. Although the lead clouds were rolling, the peculiarity was that the only Haoran Academy, or only this corner of the Haoran Academy, had a small gap where sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on Yin Zhaoxian's courtyard. It shines on the three tables of Ji Yuan, Wang Li and Yin Zhaoxian.

In the sky above Gyeonggi Mansion, above the billowing dark clouds, Ying Ruoli was standing here with a folding fan in hand.

After the dark clouds gathered, the lightning and thunder continued, but Ying Ruoli was no longer in control of the wind and thunder. She stood in the clouds with a folding fan in hand. After a while, she stepped forward, slid in the clouds, and came to the corner of the cloud head.

Ying Ruoli looked up and looked down, there was a small hole here, and a few weak rays of sunlight could always shine through to the ground.

The dragon girl gently fanned the folding fan, and while she was thinking about it, the wind and rain fell in Gyeonggi Prefecture...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The torrential rain finally fell, and Gyeonggi Prefecture changed from the clear sky half a day ago to the current strong wind and rain.

"Ugh...uuuuuuuu..."

In a living room of Haoran Academy, an old master who was lecturing stopped reading and went to the entrance of the living room to look at the rain outside. Most of the students in the classroom also looked out the door and window.

Many of these scholars are pregnant with the aura of arrogance, even if the brilliance of arrogance has not yet appeared, but the literary aura on their bodies is self-evident.

"The sound of wind and rain is so terrifying..."

"Yeah, it's like crying!"

The old master patted his palm lightly with the book in his hand, and glanced in one direction of the academy. Although it was covered by the wind and rain, because it was all in the Haoran Academy, and the school was not too far away, I could faintly see a bunch of them. Skylight shines in that direction through the clouds.

'What is the dean doing? ’

There is more than one person in Haoran Academy who thinks this way, and the entire Dazhen capital is now Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are not a few people who are looking at the sky and thinking hard, but most of them understand that something big is going to happen, but they have no way of understanding.

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One day, two days, three days... ten days, twenty days, thirty days...

In Yin Zhaoxian's courtyard, Ji Yuan, Wang Li, and Yin Zhaoxian sometimes kept writing, sometimes briefly discussed, and sometimes watched the changes in the scrolls.

Wang Li is worthy of being a genius in this way. He borrowed some existing rules of the Yin Si and some rules of the Nether and Zhengtang, plus some ideas discussed with Ji Yuan, and based on this as the core, a variety of rich stories have been derived, joys and sorrows. Zhongjian is all in it, and there is even a case-solving linkage between Yin and Yang. Even from the perspective of Ji Yuan, it is extremely exciting.

All kinds of things in the sun, all things in the underworld are bright;

Taotao yellow spring water, faint yellow spring road;

Flowers are blooming everywhere on the other side, and here is panic;

Walking in life, although the footsteps are narrow, the streets are crisscrossed, and when you return after death, the road is wide, and there are thousands of ghosts walking on one road;

Everyone hopes that love, hatred and hatred will be repaid in the end, that when death is imminent, it will appear that you will be troubled by gains and losses.

...

From the golden wind to the white snow, it took only a few months to make a "Yellow Spring", but the amount of effort spent is unbelievable.

During this period, I don’t know how many high-ranking officials and relatives of the imperial family came to visit Yin Zhaoxian in Haoran Academy. Even the immortal masters also came, but they were all turned away. Even the emperor was not allowed to be admitted to the hospital. At most, Yin Zhaoxian in the courtyard apologized.

The Yin family naturally came here many times, but they were also not allowed to enter. However, when they learned that Mr. Ji was still inside, they immediately had no worries.

At the end of the year, under the leadership of the Yi family's bookstore, six volumes of "Huangquan" were engraved and printed, including books and paintings, as well as poems and songs.

The book "Huangquan" does not have any author's signature, but there are many people who can write the preface, one is Ji Yuan, one is Wang Li, one is Yin Zhaoxian, and one is Xin Wuya.

And although the preface and the preface of this book state that this book is a novel, it has written everything in the world, everything is meticulous, and even contains the principles of heaven and earth. The cultivators can't help but look for the complete book when they see it, and the conversion of things between yin and yang can't help but make readers think deeply.

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On a street in Chunhuifu City, it was still bright in the early morning, and a queue had begun to form in front of a bookstore. In addition to those who looked like some college scholars, there were also some servants of so-and-so. flow.

Although the weather was cold, these people who were waiting to buy books rubbed their hands and stomped their feet and did not leave. The smarter ones had already bought hot steamed buns elsewhere before they came. They would be eating and waiting, and the mouth watering could be seen.

"Squeak~~"

Inside the bookstore, a man yawned and opened the door, but was startled by the eyes outside.

"Oh mother, why are there so many people today?"

The first scholar hurriedly said.

"I heard that there will be a batch of strange books with prefaces written by Wensheng in your shop today, that is the "Huangquan", right or not?"

The shop assistant was stunned and nodded.

"Yeah, I unloaded the goods from the dock last night, and I rested after the ox cart arrived. I'm in the shop, uh, you all want to buy that book?"

"It's not bad! It's good to have it, it's good to have it! Hurry up, give me one whole book, no, give me two!"

The scholar at the front said this in a hurry, but as soon as his voice fell, it caused dissatisfaction among many people behind him.

"Hey, this brother, how can you buy two books by one person, how many people have no way to find books!"

"That's right, this brother came early~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's too much to buy two parts. How many people are lining up!"

"Yeah, according to my friend who came back from the capital, many bookstores are now limited to one book per person, and even in some places, only one book can be purchased."

Some sleepy shop assistants suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said

"Oh yes yes yes, the shopkeeper also said that one person can only buy one!"

"Then open that box quickly, we want to buy books!"

"Yeah, I can help."

"Oh, well, all the guests, wait a moment, immediately, immediately! The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper—a lot of people want to buy books!"

The shop assistant shouted a few times towards the back of the shop. After hearing the response, he quickly went to unpack a few boxes. At the same time, he became very curious about the book "Huangquan".

Reading Huangquan not only has fascinating novels and stories, but also has outstanding literary talent. There are also amazing literary poetry and songs integrated into each story, and there is more heaven and earth. It can even shake the monks from all walks of life in the cultivation world.

So much so that after a "Huangquan" was first published, with the flow of the book, it lost its temper and slowly fermented for more than a month, which soon caused a chain reaction in all parties.

Storytellers found this to be an excellent storytelling theme, novel and fascinating; scholars found it a literary treasure, and also liked to read the stories in it; the common people also liked the stories in it; , By chance, I suddenly found that this turned out to be a real strange book!

For a time, the book "Huangquan" was hard to find.

And this kind of chain reaction is now only radiating from the Dazhen Gyeonggi Prefecture as the core, but the speed is astonishingly fast, and it is even more inevitable that it will cause a larger shock, because the monks according to the book, the mystery is vague, because "Huangquan" "The word makes the heart palpitate for those who are very advanced.