Qingluan was temporarily fooled and didn’t try to think about it further. Well, Li Yifei didn’t know if she continued to think, so in order not to let her think anymore, Li Yifei decided to rush the draft. He misses a computer very much, because at his speed, it is not difficult to type 10,000 or 20,000 words per hour. As long as the keyboard can bear it, he can type tens of thousands of words. It’s a master, the speed of typing is absolutely jaw-dropping.

"If you write a novel on the earth, it is estimated that it would not be a dream to update a hundred thousand words every day. If you write on the Internet, if you update the word count, it will definitely attract a large number of diehard fans!" Dao, of course, he may not have that ability. After all, things like novels seem simple, but they are actually very difficult things. Now, the "Dream of Red Mansions" he wrote is just replacing the few contents in it. The part is kept as it is, so he only needs to memorize it. It may have been difficult before, but after becoming a master, it shouldn't be too easy.

Li Yifei handed over today’s update to Qingluan. After seeing the manuscript, she was really in a good mood. She seemed to put aside those entanglements, and took a stack of manuscripts and went back to the room to read, copy it, and Li Yifei loosened it. Tone.

Carrying the ink sword, Li Yifei came to the water pool, ready to start today's knife training. It is not enough to have a cultivation base, but there must be a corresponding sword technique. The sword technique...there are also high and low, but not Practicing is not enough.

Knowing that both the sword technique and the cultivation technique in this world are very rare things, Li Yifei knows that more depends on himself. Practice makes perfect. Since sword technique and sword technique are all created by someone, he should try it himself. Come back and forth, otherwise he would not have so many polycrystalline stones to buy.

After practicing a set of swordsmanship, Li Yifei put down the ink martial arts sword and began to practice boxing. Compared with swordsmanship, the fist technique obtained in the unknown tomb is a very powerful technique. Li Yifei could not use much before, but now he is in Jin. In the middle of Dan, he could use less than half of them, and these moves were very powerful.

It seems that Xiu Qi has transformed this place, able to withstand fierce attacks, and Li Yifei can also feel the looming formation, so he can use the punching method with confidence.

After some tossing down, the sun was westward. Li Yifei caught a few **** fish like that in the water pool and went back. According to Uncle Xiu Qi, this fish is harmful because it can drill holes and is very aggressive. Eat all the fish in it, and the ability to reproduce is very strong, so eating more is helping other fish.

This is not the key. The key is the taste of this fish...it is indeed good, equivalent to the sea bass that Li Yifei ate on the earth, but this meat is much more, Li Yifei does not plan to grill the fish today, because it is always tired of eating, not to mention the fish. It must be marinated, otherwise the taste will be worse. There is no chili here, but there is a similar vegetable that is also rich in spiciness. Li Yifei is going to make braised fish.

There are also fats, so you don’t have to worry about making braised fish or even sauce. After all, if you have soybeans, making sauce is not difficult, not to mention salt.

When I came back to see Qingluan was holding a stack of papers, folded it carefully, and sealed it, Li Yifei asked, "Are you going out?"

"No, I won't go out!" Qing Luan arrived.

"Then are you sending a letter?" Li Yifei asked. He knew that this was a book written by himself, and Qing Luan copied it.

Qing Luan nodded and said, "Yes, I am going to send the letter."

"There is a post office here?" Li Yifei asked in surprise.

"Post office? Are you talking about the post station?" Qing Luan said.

"Yes!"

"No, although it has been written in the book, there is none!"

"Then how do you send the letter? Do you rely on someone else?" Li Yifei then asked.

Qingluan pursed her lips and shook her head and said, "Of course it's impossible. Who knows where to send my letter."

"Then how to send it?"

Qingluan did not answer, but instead opened a box with a stack of paper cranes in it. Li Yifei couldn't help but look up and saw Qingluan take out a thousand paper cranes. It was a palm-sized thousand paper crane. Paper cranes.

"Use this?" Li Yifei asked.

Qingluan nodded, took out the paper and pen, and drew a sketch on Qianzhihe's body. Li Yifei suddenly felt that Qianzhihe was alive and turned into a real swan size. Although it has no feathers, it is a thousand paper cranes. Moved, like a living swan, turned around and nodded to the two of them, then opened the back, and saw a space the size of a schoolbag inside. Qingluan put the manuscript in, and then pinched Fa Jue, Qian Zhihe Spread its wings and fly, disappear into the sky in a blink of an eye.

I rely on! It can be like this! Li Yifei felt that he had opened his eyes. The key was that the speed of this thing was still fast, and a few breaths disappeared on the top of the cloud, and the speed was estimated to have caught up with the plane.

"What is this called?" Li Yifei asked.

"Is this? Qianyun."

"Not a thousand paper cranes?"

"Your name is also very nice, but everyone is called Qianyun, which is used for communication. Or to pass some small objects." Qing Luan introduced.

"This thing... won't it get lost? After all, there is no positioning system?"

"No, I just hit my mind on it, so I won't lose it unless someone intercepts it!"

"Yes, what if someone intercepts it? It won't resist, right!" Li Yifei kept asking like someone who had never seen the world.

"It's impossible to resist, but Qianyun's flying altitude is very high, which can reach several kilometers. Generally speaking, those who can fly to that altitude are the world's top masters. They can't make the effort to intercept a Qianyun. In this world There are countless thousands of clouds flying every day, and no one knows what's inside, so that might be a waste of strength." Qing Luan said.

"Oh! That's the way it turns out." Li Yifei nodded clearly and listened to Qingluan: "What's more, there are other ways to pass valuable things. This way is just to pass ordinary things, so don't worry."

Li Yifei nodded vigorously, and said: "Now I understand it better!"

Qingluan pursed her lips and said, "I will pass the manuscript to my sisters. Would you mind it?"

"Even if I mind, you have already passed it out. What's the use of minding?" Li Yifei couldn't help but said silently.

"Hey, anyway... they will like it too. Good things should be shared with others."

"Thank you for the compliment, but there is not much left. It will be over after you watch it!" Li Yifei reminded.

"You mean... are all the characters in the book tragedies?" Qing Luan suddenly became sad, looking at Li Yifei with beautiful eyes, as if expecting.