Chapter 812 Storybook

   The scenery of the county town is not comparable to that of the small Qingshui city.

   As far as cultivators are concerned, not only is there a difference of several levels in the highest level, but even on this "basic" level, there is no comparison at all.

   However, Xu Guangling thought that the aura index here was a whole decimal order higher than that of Qingshui City, and felt that all this was normal.

   Even if ordinary cultivators cannot clearly sense the amount of aura, but after a long time, even if cultivators still don’t know, time still gives the answer.

   After watching the performance, Xu Tonghui and Xu Guangling, led by the old man surnamed Miao, came to Huaben Pavilion.

   is similar to the small library or studio in the previous life.

   "Guangling kid, do you want to read it?" The old man surnamed Miao said to Xu Guangling, pointing to the column of words.

   Xu Guangling really wanted to see it.

   So on this day, I visited some places in the Juxing Building like a horse and a flower, and when I came back in the evening, Xu Tonghui mentioned a whole large wooden box of words.

   But it was not until after breakfast the next day that Xu Guangling lay on the rocking chair, basking in the sun, and opened these words.

   To put it bluntly, it is a narrative (story) novel of a previous life.

   In the past life, there are political, economic, and cultural arguments. If culture is a major subject sufficient to be juxtaposed with political economy, then entertainment under culture is really just a vassal of these three.

  Golden Age, Silver Age, Iron Age.

  Some people also make such a division of the times.

   is reflected in entertainment or popular story novels, whether it is a group character story (multiple protagonists) or a single character story (single protagonist)——

   Golden Age.

  The protagonist is not born again.

   This is an era where heroes emerge from the wild. Everything is brand new. As long as you have the will to break through, everything will be OK.

   Like cowboys in early American movies.

   Ordinary background, Lingyun's ambition, passion, and boldness, coupled with struggle and dreams, these elements constitute the core of the story of the Golden Age.

  Silver Age.

   If you compare society to a flat map, then by this time, the slightly larger and better resource points on this map have already been occupied, leaving only some small ones still in competition.

   This is also a chance for the protagonist.

   But the difficulty has become greater, because the competitors are no longer all from ordinary backgrounds, and there will be many children and descendants of the heroes of the golden age.

   So the requirements for the protagonist have also increased.

  The grass is no longer suitable for this era.

  The protagonist can be born in the rough, but in the process of moving forward, he must have a relationship with the big man, the big man's daughter, the big man's wife, etc., or the big man himself.

  Otherwise, as you walk, the story cannot move forward.

   Then, why does the protagonist have a relationship with these people?

   Pure charm?

   can be written like this, but it is not very convincing.

   Relying on extraordinary wisdom, or outstanding strength.

   The further back the Silver Age is, the higher the level of requirements for "extraordinary" and "outstanding", to the point where it is best to be unique in the world.

   At this time, there is still struggle.

   But most of the time we only talk about struggle and not dreams.

   Struggle itself is a dream.

  Golden Era, talking about the feelings of the family and the country, talking about the grand plan of the world, the self is the world, and the struggle of the self is the change of the "big pattern".

   In the Silver Age, it is only as good as oneself and less than the world. At most, it is only a big change in the field of oneself. This is already the sky.

   Black Iron Age.

On the    map, even those small resource points have been occupied.

The element of    "struggle" is no longer able to arouse widespread repercussions, because it is already a bit out of date.

  The big man in the golden age, the middle man in the silver age, in the black iron age, began to transform into a little man, "chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, calligraphy, painting, chess, poetry, and hops."

  The rough-hewn man and the capable general, at this time, began to be slowly replaced by the exquisite handsome man.

   To serve people with "color".

  Men begin to develop from "Yang" to "Yin", and settle for it, and then push the "Yang" that belongs to him to women.

   This is the radiation of the golden age, silver age and black iron age to popular entertainment.

   To put it bluntly, this is called "general trend".

   Those who are contrarians are on the decline, and they cannot make any big waves.

  Xu Guangling casually flipped through the storybook.

  Xu Tonghui was lying on the other chair, also turning over, and he was very absorbed in watching. When he saw the excitement, he would pat his thigh from time to time.

The   box contains a total of fourteen sets of scripts, some long and some short.

  The origin of the protagonist, eight sects, five noble families, there is only one loose cultivator, and in the middle of the story, another identity of this loose cultivator is revealed. It turns out that he is the illegitimate son of a big family.

  In the story, the high-grade family is mentioned, the middle-grade family is mentioned, the big sect is mentioned, and the small sect is mentioned, but the final achievement of the protagonist...

Of the five people who came from aristocratic families, three of them successfully promoted their families, one joined the sect, and the other was accepted as a disciple by a Heavenly Rank powerhouse. Heavenly!"

   The other protagonists are generally similar.

  Xu Guangling turned quickly, while Xu Tonghui looked very slowly.

Xu Guangling finished all fourteen sets, he just saw a small node in the second set, and after patting his thigh again, he said to Xu Guangling in high spirits: "Young master, it's better to be the county town, Qingshui City. There is no such thing!"

   "Does it look good?" Xu Guangling asked.

   "It looks good!" When Xu Tonghui replied, his eyes were still wandering in the words.

   After saying this, he finally looked away a little and asked Xu Guangling, "Master, don't you like it?"

   "It's okay, it's okay."

   These fourteen scripts are enough for Xu Guangling to know a lot about the ecology of this world and this region.

   Looking at the past from the perspective of the great masters and great masters, and analyzing these texts one by one, we can see that there are various types of practice circles about the reality of this world, from small to large, from low to high.

  Although it is only a glimpse of the leopard, it is generally not wrong to see the past from multiple points.

  It's okay, the situation is not too bad.

   is not considered a golden age, but it is not considered a black iron age, but is roughly in the middle and lower reaches of the silver age.

   This can provide some reference for his future layout and behavior.

   And now, you can borrow this script, borrow the Juxing Building, borrow the Sihai Gate, and borrow other aristocratic sects to make a small layout in this Annan County.

   "Uncle Xu, I will also write a script when I have time. You can hand it to Juxinglou and see if you want it there." Xu Guangling said.

   Hearing this, Xu Tonghui was inexplicably surprised: "Master, do you still know this?"

   "I don't know much. I'm writing for fun. Isn't it really okay to be idle? I can't go out shopping every day." Xu Guangling said.

   That's true, Xu Tonghui nodded, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Master, when are we going to Dongshan again?"

   "I won't go for the time being, it's okay to go, wait until you use the boxing I taught you to re-concentrate your Qi, and talk about it when you enter the Tongmai."

  Three days later, Xu Guangling handed over a small stack of paper to Xu Tonghui.

  Xu Tonghui looked down and saw a few large characters written on the top piece of paper.

   The road to blue clouds.

  The author, Xu Tonghui.

   (end of this chapter)