Mortal flow + no system + no time travel + growth flow + decisive killing + no brainlessness (guaranteed 1 million words)
Before he died, my grandfather said: "Eat it, live, and don't look back."
Sixteen-year-old Chen Tianling, on that rainy night, in order to avoid being poisoned by her uncle, she swallowed alive the piece of Tai Sui that smelled of earth.
From that moment on, he was no longer a mortal, but also an alien.
He stepped into the mountain gate of Yunmeng Sect with a forged "spiritual root" that would swallow him at any time.
What greeted him was not an immortal master, but indifferent deacons, heavy handymen, and ubiquitous exploitation.
There is no dream of reaching the sky in one step, only boring meditation day after day, and a life-and-death fight for a few spiritual stones.
But he had no retreat.
Behind him is an abyss, and inside his body is a greedy evil spirit.
He could only hold on to the iron sword in his hand and fight his way to dawn in this cold world of immortality.
"My name is Chen Tianling. I borrow my age from heaven, and I borrow my age from heaven."
Until that day when the true essence was transformed into liquid and the Immortal Foundation was built, a sarcastic voice came from his belly:
"Boy, I've been hiding with your body for so long, and now this foundation-building flesh and blood... Is finally starting to get a bit chewy."
Reader comments
It's just okay. I was in a hurry when I entered the sect at the beginning, and the pace was a little fast. But after joining the sect, the rhythm was okay. On the one hand, the protagonist considers external dangers, but also considers internal risks of false spiritual roots. Are you trying to imitate mortal bones?
What Goldfinger gives is not bad, it's not brainless, it has pros and cons. I wonder if the author will later write the protagonist in a dark style that swallows the world and eats the world. It feels a bit too vulgar.
It's just okay. I was in a hurry when I entered the sect at the beginning, and the pace was a little fast. But after joining the sect, the rhythm was okay. On the one hand, the protagonist considers external dangers, but also considers internal risks of false spiritual roots. Are you trying to imitate mortal bones? What Goldfinger gives is not bad, it's not brainless, it has pros and cons. I wonder if the author will later write the protagonist in a dark style that swallows the world and eats the world. It feels a bit too vulgar.
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