
I Paint My Skin Every Morning and Push Xingwu
by Broken Sword
About This Novel
This book is also known as: "My Painted Skin Cultivation in the Troubled Times of Xingwu"; "Fate Painted Skin, One Permanent Certificate" A piece of human skin allows the time traveler Ji Yuan to return to his sixteen-year-old boy many times. But this is not a return, nor is it trapped in a time cycle, but a peek, test and plunder of the "cultivation path" in the myths and legends of the ancient martial arts era on earth! This is a dark and turbulent era of Xingwu. Viruses are raging, resources are depleted, alien beasts are rampant, and extraterrestrial civilizations are invading. Evil parasitic species lurk among the crowd, preying on human geniuses. In the sky, the blood moon shines on the dead bones, and the starry abyss hides the huge tomb. The will of the soldiers in the tomb is immortal. Underground, there are mountains of corpses in the caves, and ruins of the altars. The spirits of the geniuses in the formations will last forever. ... My name is Ji Yuan, and I am the only opportunity for cultivation in this troubled world of Xingwu.
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I feel that the writing in the front is very messy and seems a bit laborious. There should not be so many settings written in the front, especially the golden finger. The writing is inexplicably complicated and unclear.
There are too many settings and they are too confusing, and the foreshadowing is both obvious and complicated.
As someone who listens to a book, I got distracted for a while and couldn't understand it anymore, and then I went back and read it again. . . . . . .
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Community(0)
Official(2)
I feel that the writing in the front is very messy and seems a bit laborious. There should not be so many settings written in the front, especially the golden finger. The writing is inexplicably complicated and unclear.
There are too many settings and they are too confusing, and the foreshadowing is both obvious and complicated.
As someone who listens to a book, I got distracted for a while and couldn't understand it anymore, and then I went back and read it again. . . . . . .









