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Su Sheng was silent, waving his palm.
After a while, there was only a piece of desolate powder and a large pit with a height of ten meters, and everything on the ground was blown away by the wind.
Su Sheng turned around and left.
A legend was born.
From today onwards, the main hall of the Demon Sect was bulldozed, the Demon Lord died, the Supreme Elder of the Demon Sect, the general of the Demon Sect, and the generals of the Demon Sect were destroyed and ceased to exist!
The moment all the forces heard the news, their expressions became extremely complicated.
They looked in the direction of Tianfo Temple.
"The strong man in the age of mythology, the fallen Tianfo Temple, no one dares to underestimate it anymore..."
And the disappearance of the Demon Sect also made many decent people breathe a sigh of relief.
The main force of the Demon Sect was wiped out in this battle, and they only needed to clean up the mess to end the thousand-year-long battle.
With that strong man around, even if any powerful figures appear in the Demon Sect, they will no longer be a threat.
As the news spread, Su Sheng returned to Tianfo Temple.
He went straight to the magic cave.
"Find a check-in place???, check in?"
"Punch the card."
"Punching failed, this door cannot be parsed."
Standing in front of the door, Su Sheng was silent for a moment.
Sure enough, it still couldn't be parsed.
Even with his strength, he couldn't find out this secret.
He left in silence.
After all, what is behind the door?
I have to...be stronger...
Su Sheng looked into the distance, and vaguely saw a splendid capital city, rich cultural heritage, brilliant luck and many precious secrets.
That is the cornerstone on which he can continue to be strong.
After he left, above the door, the corners of the mouth of the grimace that seemed to be crying and smiling suddenly gradually opened, revealing a hollow arc.
Chapter 106 The End of the Book and the Final Words
In Tianfo Temple, the sudden disappearance of Elder Sun has attracted the attention of everyone in Tianfo Temple, but since no definite news about Elder Sun can be found, this matter can only be shelved.
And Wang Dalong finally returned to the Tianfo Temple again.
Although there are scars on his body, he feels a burst of comfort when he thinks of his current income and the sweet shortbread in that house.
"Sure enough, a rich life is more enjoyable..."
Humming a song, Wang Dalong came into the room.
A moment later, a desperate roar suddenly came from the room:
"Where's my shortbread? Where's my big bag of shortbread?"
"Have you let the dog eat it all?"
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This volume is finally finished, and it will be a meaningful year for the author.When I chose this subject, I already thought that I might be attacked, but I still couldn't avoid it.
But for an author who has no one to pay attention to, this seems to be a good gift.
I have my own creative ideas, and of course making readers happy is also one of my ideas.
This volume is actually a layout, including the previous plot elements, which are all being laid out, but perhaps for a newcomer author, it is better to have a straightforward narrative.
But after doing that, there is no way.
This book is a poor follow-up work, both in terms of subject matter and elements.But I tried my best to write it better. There are still many good ideas and ideas behind, and I want to write and present these ideas one by one.
I don't seem to be a very tolerant person...or rather, not so tolerant of certain painful things.
But there is no way, as a writer, I undoubtedly like this job.It's been my hobby since I was a kid, and I've intentionally developed it into a way of existence that I can live off of.
I don't dare to disclose this hobby to everyone. As I said, I don't have strong endurance. I can't accept people around me asking me: Which novel did you write?How many followers do you have?How much can you earn?
— I did make money from my writing, but not enough to stabilize me.
So I had to keep silent.
The reason why I choose to write online novels is because of the trend, and the second is that the feedback is really fast enough, so I can see at a glance what the results are and whether there is any potential for development.
But unfortunately, I seem to have no way to simply abandon a work, even if the work does not seem to be selling well.
So I've had a rough couple of years.
It's not just economic difficulties in the pure sense, but it's hard to talk about it, there's no one to communicate with, and there's a sense of indulging in nostalgia for the glory of the past.
I thought a long time ago that talent is very important. With talent, then I can show my ambitions and have everything.
But as I gradually matured, I gradually discovered that talent is important, but more importantly, there are other things, which can not be achieved simply by talent.
Choice, luck, hard work, these things are sometimes more important than talent, and sometimes talent just plays a role of icing on the cake in front of these things.
I also found a more important fact in repeated weighing and hesitation:
Sometimes, giving up is harder than choosing to have.
This sentence may be suitable for youth romance novels, but it is an unavoidable multiple-choice question on the road of life.
For this multiple-choice question, I have made countless efforts, and I have done countless psychological struggles.
But I haven't got the answer to this question because I'm still on the road.
But there will always be a reason to support me to go on.