"There is still a vow in this novel? "

The power of the power of vows is still above karma. However, the power of vows is not controlled, and it can control the purpose and direction like karma. Su Lin took this novel order and asked, "Xiao Dasi Nong, vows can bless the power of the novel. However, as far as I know, there is a huge difference between novels cited from historical events and novels that completely fabricate virtual ones."

"That's right! Su Lin, this is what I want to warn you. The "Zhang Yu Boils the Sea" you wrote before is a historical novel, which is richly imagined based on real historical events. Even if the temple knows it, it will not pursue you too much. But another illusory novel, if you have inspiration, you must think twice before writing, which is very likely to cause an uproar and become a handle for others to attack you."

Xiao Qisheng sighed and smiled, "But since the Temple allows me to give you this novel order, I have confidence in you. I believe you will not write novels that harm the human race. In the novel order, there is also an article "Shennong Tastes Hundred Herbs" written by me after becoming a Hanlin Grand Secretary. You only need to use the sacred power and thoughts to automatically stimulate the power of the wishes. I hope it will be helpful to you."

"Sulin thanks Xiao Dasiong for giving me some advice. I heard that the temple has recruited you, I don't know you..." Su Lin bowed and thanked her, and also asked Xiao Qisheng's future plans.

"Although the temple is prejudiced to us novelists, it is the core of human power after all. I will obey the arrangements of the temple, enter the Hanlin Academy, and improve the classics and practice methods of many novelists. This is also a major project to restore the thoughts of novelists."

As he said that, Xiao Qisheng rode back on his horse and said goodbye to Su Lin with a smile. "Su Lin, I hope we can meet in the Hanlin Academy of the Temple soon! There will be a date later!"

"Yes! The Hanlin Academy of the Temple. I, Su Lin, will definitely go and pay tribute to you as quickly as possible!"

Looking at Xiao Qisheng's back as he rode his horse and whipped away, Su Lin also clenched his fists with both hands and sweared in his heart.

"Sulin, you got the novel order?"

When Su Lin returned to the carriage, Hong Liyu saw the vermilion novel order in his hand and said with a surprise, "You must know that the temple usually only issues novel orders to novelists above Jinshi. With the novel order, you can store your novels in it and communicate into the temple's library. Booksellers from all over the country can also check your novels and decide whether to print or publish them!"

"Oh? There is also such a function. Xiao Dasiong had never told me just now." Su Lin was also happy to hear the words, and took out the golden page of the "Zhang Yu Boiling Sea" he wrote that day from the Qiankun bag, and said, "What do you mean is that as long as I put my novels into the novel order, booksellers from all over the country can see and print and publish my novels?"

"Yes. If your novel is printed, the more widely circulated your voluntary power you will get. However, you are not a semi-saint, and these voluntary powers can only exist in the novel. They cannot accumulate in the sea of ​​wisdom for a long time..."

After Hong Liyu's explanation, Su Lin completely understood that the novel order is basically a kind of identity authentication given to novelists by the temple. At the same time, it is also a data connectivity device. No matter what novel the novel the novel is written by the novel order, the content can be synchronized and transferred to the temple's library for permanent storage for printing and publishing.

It is also through the method of publishing the novel order that the temple can firmly control the novelists in the Tianren continent. Novelists without the novel order can write novels, but they cannot get the recognition of the temple and can't let booksellers help them publish novels.

"Okay! Then I'll try it. Put the novel "Zhang Yu Boils the Sea" into it."

Su Lin put the Holy Power Golden Page in his hand into the novel order, and immediately heard the novel order buzzing twice, and then a Holy Power Golden Light flew away, carrying the information content of Su Lin's novel and connecting the temple's library.

"Successful, Su Lin, it's great. At this moment, booksellers from all over the world will find that this article "Zhang Yu Boils the Sea" was written by you. They will inevitably rush to print and publish it. At that time, the willpower of this novel gathers is extremely huge, and even the Dragon King of the East China Sea will be afraid!"

Hong Liyu applauded, and Su Lin said seriously: "The accumulation of vows is long. It is too early to let this novel truly exert its power to compete with the great scholars or even semi-saints."

The carriage moved forward in the snow, but the ruts left behind were quickly covered by snow, as if there had never been a carriage here. It was a long way from Jian'an Prefecture to Jianzhou, and the speed of the carriage was not as fast as a single horse that traveled thousands of miles a day, so the carriage of Su Lin and others would take as long as three days to arrive.

Jiancheng is the center of the entire Jianzhou. The governor of the state Pang Shihua is the peak literary position of the Hanlin Grand Secretary and is also a scholar of the miscellaneous family. Most of the policies he adopted are conducive to promoting the commercial development of Jianzhou. Therefore, Jianzhou has become a place where many big families live in business.

"Brother Pang, the end of the year is coming soon. Jianzhou's tax revenue hits a new high this year. Your political achievements should be quite good! Why are you worried today?"

In the study of the provincial maid Pang Shihua, his classmate, Xi Baishi, was looking at a novel he had just bought from a bookstore and said with a smile.

"Jianzhou's business and economy have always been very stable. The fertile land is rich and the people are hardworking. In addition, the land is on the East China Sea and the fishery is developed. I have been sitting in this position for almost five years. Brother Xi, you know that I have never been troubled by government affairs."

Zhou Mu Pang Shihua held his hands behind his back and walked back and forth in the study. He was frowning. Seeing his friend Xi Baishi still watching the novel he had just bought with relish, he came forward impatiently and snatched the novel in his hand, and said with a bitter face, "Brother Xi, I'm all burning. You still have the leisure to read the novel here..."

"What is the worries about Brother Pang? If you don't say it out, how can I help you? Haha..." Xi Baishi smiled and stretched out, "Give me back the novel back. This article "Zhang Yu Boils the Sea" is really interesting, especially the cunning and inhumane writing of the Dragon King of the East China Sea to the fullest. If you don't read the author, it's really hard to imagine that it would be written by Su Lin, who just passed the scholar exam..."

Xi Baishi didn't say that Su Lin was okay. When he talked about the word Su Lin, Zhou Mu Pang Shihua shook his hands and dropped the novel he had grabbed onto the ground.

"Hey hey... Brother Pang, what's wrong with you? You just don't want to return the novel to me, so don't throw it on the ground!"

Xi Baishi hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the novel, wiped it with the sleeves decorated with the Grand Secretary.
Chapter completed!