Chapter 841

How could the Central Heavenly Emperor not be angry? Although his clone died in the Xitian Temple, the intelligence at that time had been transmitted back.

What was this about Sichen saying the mysterious immortal couldn't write, the mysterious immortal making Sichen kneel and Sichen kneeling, himself seeing the mysterious immortal and admitting his mistake, and himself devouring Sichen leading to Sichen's life or death being unknown?

"And wasn't it the opposite side that self-destructed? How did it become like I was the one who self-destructed? I am also a victim, my clone is gone!"

The place that made the Central Heavenly Emperor most angry was that the descriptions in the newspaper were all objective facts, and he didn't even know where to start if he wanted to refute them!

Losing the battle was one thing, but how did his image collapse too?

"Which bastard wrote this!"

Finally, he found the reporter of this report in the corner of the newspaper—Lu Yang of the Congwendao Sect.

When he saw the three words "Congwendao Sect," the Central Heavenly Emperor recalled the countless clones he had lost in the Congwendao Sect. The anger surging to his chest dropped directly, and he calmed down.

"I... forget it, those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles, it's not worth taking risks for such a small matter..."

The newspaper matter was soon welcomed by the common people.

Old Liu, who had returned from farming, waved several sheets of paper and showed off to his neighbor: "Old Zhang, did you buy this thing?"

"What is this?"

"I heard it's a novel thing produced by the Congwendao Sect, called a newspaper. When I came back, I saw a group of people scrambling to buy it, so I bought a copy too. It's not expensive, just five copper coins."

"Why buy that thing?" Old Zhang sneered, feeling annoyed when he saw the dense small characters on the newspaper. "Do we have twenty characters between the two of us?"

"You don't know about this. This thing called a newspaper doesn't need us to read it; it can read itself."

"So magical?" Old Zhang became interested. Regardless of what was written on the newspaper, the function of being able to read itself was worth five copper coins.

"Let me think, the person selling the newspaper said to press hard here." Every section of the newspaper had a circle, and whichever section you pressed, that section would make a sound.

The circle was the eye of the chanting formation, which could absorb the surrounding spiritual energy after being activated and convert it into voice.

The voice formation was delicate work, and every edition of the newspaper was different. If they used formations to print the newspaper, they would have to adjust the printing formation style every month, which was not as convenient as asking Guan Shanhai to do it himself.

"Cultivation is a process of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and converting it into one's own spiritual power..."

"Cultivation levels are divided into Qi Refining stage, Foundation Establishment stage, Jin Dan stage, Nascent Soul stage... among which the performance of the Qi Refining stage is..."

Hearing this, Old Zhang revealed an expression of sudden realization: "So the Nascent Soul stage is after the Jin Dan stage? I always thought Jin Dan stage cultivators were stronger."

"Why would you think that?" Old Liu was surprised. Although he hadn't read many books, now that he was with Old Zhang, he even felt like he was a scholar.

Old Zhang scratched the back of his head: "Doesn't that new storyteller often talk about 'Lu Tianjiao Nascent Soul stage reversing and killing Jin Dan stage'?"

"... Keep listening."

"Dreamy bubbles, take you to experience a different world..."

"Congwendao Sect, a good sect for eliminating demons and defending the Dao..."

"... According to the investigation, at the beginning of this battle of Xitian Temple, there were two parties involved. One party was the Sichen God Monarch of Great Qian, and the other party's identity is a mystery. This newspaper speculates from fragments that they are suspected to be an ancient mysterious immortal, who found it inconvenient to make a move."

The two old farmers were soon attracted by the content of the newspaper. For them, this was simply a brand new world.

This was different from the stories told by storytellers. The stories told by every storyteller were different and contradictory, which made the two old farmers confused and not knowing who to believe.

But the Immortal Cultivation Monthly was different. It was a newspaper published by the Congwendao Sect, and the content was absolutely true and credible, and they could listen to it as many times as they wanted.

Similar situations happened all over Great Xia. Once the Immortal Cultivation Monthly, a brand new source of information, was launched, it was sought after by the common people, and there was even a phenomenon of supply falling short of demand.

"It seems that I printed too few?" Lu Yang was stunned when he heard the Junior Brothers and Sisters say that the newspapers were sold out quickly. He had printed more newspapers, but didn't expect it to still not be enough to sell.

The Junior Brothers and Sisters looked at Lu Yang with admiration. Senior Brother Lu Yang always had strange ideas. When would they be able to catch up with Senior Brother Lu Yang's pace?

"Then let Guan Shanhai continue printing."

With Guan Shanhai there, they could print as many newspapers as they wanted.

"It's just that the story section is not satisfactory." The story Lu Yang wrote was based on Meng Jingzhou pretending to be a lover to go to a small family to celebrate a birthday, which could be considered a story.

But Lu Yang felt that his writing style was not good, and the story he wrote lacked flavor and needed to be polished.

"If Master were here, Master would definitely be able to write a good story."

Lu Yang missed the Daoist Bu Yu, whom he hadn't seen for several years.

"Although Eldest Senior Sister can find Master, I am now in the Immortal Transformation stage and cannot rely on Eldest Senior Sister for everything. I can find Master in my own way."

"Third Senior Sister, I have an idea, listen and see if it works." Lu Yang found Senior Sister Gan Tian who was playing the zither by the river, and Yun Mengmeng was sitting on a large rock not far away kicking water to play.

After listening to Lu Yang's method, Senior Sister Gan Tian repeated Lu Yang's meaning after a long time:

"You mean, you want to publish a missing person notice in the gap of the next edition of the newspaper to find our Master, and the reward is one billion spirit stones?"

"Good idea, right." Lu Yang was now rich and powerful, and taking out one billion spirit stones in one breath wouldn't hurt his muscles or bones.

"Is this reward too high?" Senior Sister Gan Tian hesitated, this was catching up to the price of Master on the black market.

"This is our Master, the Sect Master of the Congwendao Sect, a Tribulation Transcendence stage mighty figure. He has been missing for so many years, is his whereabouts not worth one billion?"

Senior Sister Gan Tian thought about it and felt that she was too unfilial: "What you said makes sense, I will also add fifty million spirit stones."

Lu Yang believed that Master would definitely be able to understand the hint that he wanted him to return to the sect. Of course, even if he didn't understand, someone would bring Master back.

He could foresee that the Immortal Cultivation Monthly was so popular, and with Master's help, the future Immortal Cultivation Monthly would definitely be popular in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Lu Yang originally wanted to share this good news with Old Meng, but unexpectedly, bad news about Meng Jingzhou came from the Third Elder's side.

"You mean Old Meng was taken to the vicinity of the sun by Ancestor Hanhai to practice?"

"Isn't it? At that time, I was teaching Little Meng fist techniques, and Ancestor Hanhai didn't know what he thought of, suddenly popped out and took Little Meng away."

The Third Elder was worried. Meng Jingzhou going to practice near the sun could certainly accelerate his cultivation speed, and with Ancestor Hanhai watching, he certainly wouldn't have any accidents.

It's just that is this method too radical?

"This is Old Meng's opportunity."

Putting himself in his shoes, Lu Yang stood in Meng Jingzhou's position and certainly wouldn't feel happy, but this matter was indeed Meng Jingzhou's opportunity.

So Lu Yang had no choice but to reluctantly feel happy for Meng Jingzhou.