Family Cultivating Immortals: Practicing Martial Arts to Develop Spiritual Stones

What qualifications does a girl have to inherit the family property? It's not bad to write about living a good life and cultivating immortality. It's okay if you don't kill people and seize treasures. It's just that you are preoccupied with talking about eating soft food. It's meaningless to impose this situation.

Good book, update soon, don't be a eunuch My neighbor is a strange man, a blond foreigner who speaks fluent Mandarin. His appearance and disappearance are a mystery. I still can't forget him. That day, the sound of an accordion suddenly came from the vacant room next to me. When I opened the door and walked in, I saw a blond, middle-aged man sitting in the corner playing. His back is slightly arched, but you can see that he is trying his best to sit up straight, with a golden frame The glasses looked a little out of place. I was a little embarrassed, but he politely nodded to me and said, please forgive me for not playing well. After he finished playing a piece of music, he stood up, poured a glass of water, brought it to me who was entranced, and said his name was Old Tang. Old Tang never mentioned his life experience, and we once suspected that he was a spy. However, Aunt Wang from the neighborhood committee told us that he has party membership. I was still young at that time, and I often went to listen to Old Tang playing the accordion after school. Every time, Old Tang would get up to get me something to eat, straighten the red scarf on my chest, and then continue playing. What impressed me most was that one day, Grandma Li came back from shopping for groceries and found that her house was full of food. The fire broke out, and Grandma Li was anxious and frightened at the door, saying that her cat was still in the house. After hearing this, Old Tang picked up the fire extinguisher and rushed in. When he came out, his hands and His face had been blackened by the smoke, even his glasses were blackened, and he was holding a dying child in his arms. Resting kitten. I just remember that day the fireman uncle sprayed the upstairs all over Bubbles, and Old Tang's suddenly darkened face. Later, Old Tang came back from the hospital, but his skin turned sallow, and only the part covered by his glasses remained. It's the original skin color. I also laughed at him as a panda. It was autumn when he disappeared. I remember one day I went to his house to listen to him play, but as soon as I entered the door, I noticed that he was not wearing glasses because his panda eyes were particularly conspicuous. That day when I was eating bread, I dropped crumbs on the red scarf. He shook his head with a smile, arranged my red scarf, and suddenly said seriously, " Please, don't be sorry for the red scarf. I was stunned, and he regained his composure. Laughed and said "Me too". He started playing the piano with his back to me, trembling slightly. A fallen leaf drifted in by the window. He picked it up and put it carefully into the piano case, then shook his head, took it out, and gently threw it out of the window. After What happened, I can't remember. After that, I never saw him again. Even Aunt Wang from the neighborhood committee didn't know where he went.

The overall style is like an old man's, the plot is bland, I don't know what to write, and I really can't appreciate it.

I think the plot is pretty good, but the updates are a bit slow and I need to keep up with it.

As a protagonist with a golden finger in time travel, when he meets a sexy beauty he likes, he always reminds himself that it would be awkward not to marry a beautiful woman as a concubine.

Just a few chapters into the update, I started writing a story about the entanglement between an old farmer and a rich woman.

It's really too official. The three good comments are all from the author's account. All the negative comments have been deleted. No wonder I can't see them.

Could you please tell me how the male protagonist is doing? Emotional line

Not interesting,~1,

I came to join in the fun. After thinking about it, I really don't know what to say.