What Do You Do When You Suddenly Become An Immortal?

"What's the matter?"

Lin Fan was really curious after being so excited by the Seventh Deputy Minister.

"He's a novelist!"

Lin Fan: "(⊙o⊙)????"

What do you need to say? ! Novels are written by other people, so what is he not a novelist? If you are not famous, forget it, but if you are famous, you have to give people the word "family".

He could barely hold back his complaints.

"Then what……?"

"..., he is really a novelist!"

"I know, what then?"

"Cough, no, you didn't understand what I meant, he is a novelist among all the philosophers!!!"

Lin Fan was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses.

A novelist among a hundred schools of thought?

This, this, this...

"It is said that novelists have already appeared in the hundreds of families in ancient times?!"

He was a little dazed. As a science student, he really didn't read much about this kind of ancient records and documents. At most, he only heard a few words from others.

Therefore, Lin Fan knew about the hundreds of schools of thought, but he really couldn't figure out which "families" belonged to the hundreds of schools of thought.

At this moment, when I was surprised to hear about the novelist, I couldn't help but be extremely astonished.

But it can't be shown at this time, otherwise wouldn't it be too shameful?

Therefore, the guy rolled his eyes and responded calmly: "I know it's a novelist among the schools of thought, and then what?"

"..."

The Seventh Deputy Minister paused for two seconds, and responded: "There is no more."

"Gone?"

"We have indeed seen it, but he refused to say it. In other words, he said that he didn't know anything and just wrote it casually."

"We don't have any evidence here to prove that what he said is a lie, and he didn't do anything wrong. We can't keep restricting his freedom, can we?"

"So... I just saw it."

"I'll go~"

Lin Fan yelled: "Let's arrange it, I'll meet him, maybe I don't think it's appropriate to tell you?"

"no problem!"

The Seventh Deputy Minister replied: "I will arrange it for you immediately, and I should see you around tonight."

"good!"

The phone hangs up.

Lin Fan touched his chin and fell into deep thought: "It seems that I still missed a lot of details after all..."

"The Ministry of Residents' Happy Life is the official, and I don't know how many people with high IQs are the think tanks. Many things are considered in a more detailed and in-depth way than me."

"This point cannot be ignored..."

He was a little more wary.

For example, before this, he really never thought about why the Xiuxian novels are so similar to the real Xiuxian!

coincide?

There are too many books, so it is inevitable that there will be some similarities?

But the problem is, that novelist, as the creator of cultivation novels, his works are already very similar!

But he kept ignoring it.

It was only now, when talking about it with the seventh deputy minister, that the seventh deputy minister said it himself, and Lin Fan knew that they had already thought of this, and even met him.

It wasn't that they couldn't see each other, but it was a reminder to Lin Fan.

Three cobblers are as good as Zhuge Liang, but what if there are three think tanks, or even thirty or three hundred?

Positive or negative? Where did you read Poisonous Chicken Soup?

Gathering this kind of think tank will only allow them to analyze almost all the details in the shortest possible time, so as to propose adaptation policies for these details.

so……

Don't underestimate anyone!

Even if it is the partner of cooperation now, even if the other party's personal force is not outstanding.

Especially after Sister A Wu and Qi Zixiao reminded him to 'don't die' one after another, Lin Fan became more cautious.

"But then again."

"Novelist...what's the situation?"

He opened Qiandu, searched, and got the result quickly.

The novelist, one of the hundreds of schools of thought, most of his books have been lost. According to Ban Gu's "Hanshu·Yiwenzhi": "Novelists are created by barnyard officials; street talk is created by hearsayers."

Novelists can represent the customs of the four quarters of civilian society. However, because of its small way, it is not valued by the world, and it will eventually be destroyed.

The representative figure of the novelist is Yu Chu.

A native of Luoyang, Henan Province in the Western Han Dynasty. Most of his deeds have been lost. According to "Historical Records" and "Historical Records", when Yu Chu was born in Emperor Wudi, he served as a alchemist's servant, rode a horse and wore yellow clothes, and was called a yellow-clothed envoy.

And it is recorded in "Jiaosi Zhi": "Luoyang Yuchu and others used Fang Temple to curse the Xiongnu and Dawan."

"It turns out that what novelists do is mainly to record the folk gossip and report to their superiors. However, although novelists are in their own class, they are regarded as not in the mainstream, so there is a saying of "nine streams and ten schools"... "

After reading a lot of related records, articles and analysis, Lin Fan gradually understood.

"To put it simply, it is equivalent to recording unofficial history, and writing some folk legends by the way?"

"But in the records, it is written that the novelist has died?"

"..."

"Fortunately, it's just a record. Don't believe it all. You'll know what's going on when you see it."

...

night.

City C, in the VIP hall of a teahouse.

Lin Fan met the successor of this novelist—Chen Chumo, the writer is named 'Gu Lian', and the novel he first created the cultivation genre was called "The Journey of Cultivation".

(PS: I know Brother Xiao Qian and Misty Journey, but this is the world of novels, it’s different. Brothers, don’t be serious, and it’s always bad to write people from the real world.)

"Mr. Lin."

Chen Chumo stretched out his hand with a smile, and Lin Fan did the same. After lightly shaking it, he looked at him lightly.

Without true energy fluctuations, one is not a cultivator.

Even the body is still very weak, not only has not been nourished by spiritual energy, but also has minor ailments all over the body, from the cervical spine, to the lumbar spine, stomach, etc., almost no one is healthy.

"excuse me."

Lin Fan opened his mouth to apologize.

"Where is it?"

Chen Chumo still smiled: "Actually, I wanted to meet Mr. Lin a long time ago, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance."

"To be able to see you today is really a blessing for Sansheng."

"Let's not be polite."

Lin Fan laughed: "I don't like those twists and turns, let's get straight to the point."

"Mr. Chen, you should know why I want to see you, right?"

"I can guess." Chen Chumo nodded: "The Department of Residents' Happy Life has already told me your identity, so..."

"That's good."

Lin Fan said: "I want to know, how much do novelists know about cultivating immortals, or cultivating truth?"

"How...how did you find out?"

His eyes were burning, and he looked directly at Chen Chumo.

There was no persecution, just watching quietly, waiting, expecting the other party's answer.

"Don't hide it from Mr. Lin."

Chen Chumo sighed a little: "The reason why I didn't tell the residents' happy life department before was because it was unnecessary, and the ancestors of our novelists have legacy from their ancestors."

"I do know something, or... the past."

"The source of the news is that the ancestors of our novelists have left some things in the past dynasties. Although these things are getting less and less, there are still some useful things and records after all."

Hearing this, Lin Fan nodded slightly.

This is not so difficult to understand.

The position of the novelist in ancient times was equivalent to the writer of "unofficial history" and the "recorder" of folk biographies and legends, which is very different from modern novelists.

And for such a novelist, some records and ancient books will be passed on to later generations, which is actually very reasonable.

As for why less and less...

Thousands of years have passed, and the preserved things are gradually damaged and lost. Is there a problem?

According to records, the novelist has long since disappeared.

In other words, they haven't really appeared in a long time.

It is really normal to lose some things inherited from the master.

Don't say that it is passed down by the master, even if it is an ancestral thing, when it is passed down for too long and there are too many generations, many things will often be lost.

Seeing that Lin Fan just nodded without interrupting, Chen Chumo continued: "In the records and ancient books that have been handed down, I have learned some information and legends from ancient times, among which are the existence of cultivators."

"However, it's all just a few words."

Speaking of this, Chen Chumo felt very embarrassed, and changed his tone: "Mr. Lin, dare to ask, do you know the legend about the first emperor burning books and burying scholars?"

"Of course I've heard some, but it's just hearsay. I don't know the details." Lin Fan told the truth.

Burning books and burying them?

Yes!

But more than 2,000 years have passed since the specific incident. Who knows what the situation is?

"yes."

Chen Chumo nodded: "However, in the records of our novelists, 'burning books and burying scholars' does exist."

"However, it was not the Confucian scholars who were murdered by the first emperor, but the existence of some 'evil sects and crooked ways' among the various schools of thought."

"Whether it is not conducive to the rule at that time, or bewitching the public with evil words, or harmful to the world, they have all been 'trapped' a lot."

"This also led to the danger of almost everyone in the subsequent schools of thought, and most of them gradually fell silent and disappeared on the stage of history."

"Our novelist is one of them!"

"I see!"

Lin Fan was amazed.

Burning books and deceiving Confucian scholars... In the present world, many people say that they misunderstood the First Emperor. In fact, he did not defraud Confucian scholars, but those warlocks and alchemists.

But how, who knows? After all, no one has seen the scene back then.

However, novelists originally recorded these things. As the successor of the novelist, the news from Chen Chumo's mouth would be more credible.

"It has been silent for many years. Although all schools of thought are secretly inheriting, as far as I know, few still have inheritance, and most of them have been cut off on the stage of history."

"As for some records about cultivation, they are still some miscellaneous stories recorded by our novelist ancestors in the pre-Qin period."

"I have brought all the relevant works and books. If Mr. Lin is interested, you can read it yourself."

"This should be more trustworthy than my empty teeth and talking to myself?"

Speaking of this, Chen Chumo looked directly at Lin Fan, almost writing the word "sincerity" on his face.

Thank you for the support of the leader of 'Aiai' children's shoes, thank you very much! When Huanyan is ready, I will add more thanks when it is ready!

Having said that, if one day we can sign a great promise, then we can barely call ourselves a writer? But before that it was the author, the author...

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