Investiture of the Gods: In Chaoge, Signing In at the Imperial Palace for Sixty Years

When I see a bunch of comments in the comments about how ancient novels should be "quoted from classics", my feeling is: using other novels as a basis makes people feel that their brain circuits are abnormal... Are the things made up by predecessors the same creator as the truth? Every time I encounter this kind of reader who sets a framework for the author when reading a novel, I feel stupid. This is not forcing his own thoughts on others, but imposing the thoughts of a bunch of other people on the author. People who do this are simply stupid, okay?

Have you never seen Fengshen? Nuwa and Hongjun are on the same level. All saints must bow when they see him. **If you read too much of this fan, it will change your thinking.

What nonsense. Luobao Money was actually made by practicing it, or by a loose immortal. You can't even understand basic common sense. What kind of novel are you writing?

Male leopard, male leopard, my surname is Shen Gong and Bao, why don't you call me Jiding?

666 Ah, an arrow array can even kill Daluo Jinxian. Which version of Daluo Jinxian are you?

He's still too good at it. Song Shuhang was able to cultivate the way of heaven in less than a year. It would take you sixty years to be able to do it manually.

I feel like there is something seriously wrong with the protagonist's brain. The special forces went in to rescue the tourists and you deliberately didn't update the escape method. All you could think about was money, which almost led to the whole army being wiped out. I'm speechless with the character of this protagonist. He was thinking about the Internet goddess Yue Huan. I was really speechless and it poisoned me to death.

This book is okay at the beginning, but becomes very weak at the end. It will end when we see the protagonist and Nuwa return to Earth. The back is terrible

Can that magic arrow kill a saint with 3,000 arrows? Can a saint move ten meters with one step? What's even more ridiculous is that a thousand of them were produced not long after production. This thing will take you ten years to make. You can just shoot the chaos. Saints become blind, but mortals can count with their fingers.

It was said earlier that the saints could not calculate clearly during the great tribulation, but then Jiang Ziya was able to calculate with his fingers: Huang Feihu did not return to Zhou on time