This Poor Daoist Is at the End of His Rope. Can Anyone Grant Me a Good Book?

102 锦 Jin Yiwei: Our Boss Is a Bit of a Thief Uncle Spare RibsHistorical2.1M WordsCompleted 41.9kReads9.1Score4.6kShelves

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Boring novels are the same, but funny novels are completely new. Try this one

104 做 How Can I Get First-Class Credit for Making a Pastry? Tomato Crispy Corners1.6M WordsOngoing 68.7kReads7.6Score4kShelves

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## Three books that can be read in succession to relieve boredom. The author's writing is stable and the content is worthy of the rating. If you like it, you can read it. If you don't like it, just don't criticize it.

108 从 Start by Becoming an Armor Summoner Sisi Temple626k WordsCompleted 11.6kReads9.2Score843Shelves

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There's definitely something you'll like to see

109 醉 Drunken Monk Huai Su Looking for Shun and WillowHistorical335k WordsOngoing 2Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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"Drinking to nourish one's nature, writing in cursive to smooth one's mind." Huai Su was addicted to alcohol as much as his life, and it was recorded in history that he was "drunk nine times a day". He is one of the famous drunkards in Chinese history and is nicknamed "Drunken Monk". Historically, Huai Su was revered as the "Grass Sage", and he and Zhang Xu were called "Dian Zhang Kuang Su". Li Bai wrote "Songs in Cursive Script" for him, saying that "the young master's name is Huaisu, and his cursive script is called Dubu in ancient and modern times"! The legendary life of "Drunk Monk" Huai Su, who loves fine wine and delicious food; loves beautiful scenery and beautiful articles; pursues excellence, surpasses others and surpasses himself!

112 穿 Travel to the Qing Dynasty and Become Li Wei Watch Fish in the SkyHistorical1.2M WordsCompleted 233Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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A different time-travel novel, light-hearted and humorous, with historical figures appearing one after another, including Nian Gengyao, Long Keduo and Tian Wenjing. Kangxi, Yongzheng, Qianlong. Castiglione Pu Songling Cao Xueqin. The time travel story closest to the real Li Wei...

114 金 Golden House Girl Durian Glass HeartModern Romance359k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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I recommend a novel I wrote myself. It has no vest, no fantasy, and no system. It is just a very realistic inspirational article for a heroine. However, as long as you read it patiently, you will find more exciting storylines. There are many good people around the heroine and more bad people, but there are no absolute bad people in the world. The branch stories of each supporting character are carefully portrayed. The villains Chen Xiaotong and Cai Yiyi as well as some perverted and extreme supporting actors in "Don't Encourage Others to Be Good Without Their Suffering" do not appear out of thin air, but are gradually influenced by their family environment and growth factors. I hope everyone will still be young when they are in the fog and never forget their original aspirations. 🤭

116 招 Disaster-Causing System: Remove Neon Lights and Create Apocalypse with Lighthouses Ink Steamed BunsSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.1M WordsCompleted 3.1kReads6.0Score312Shelves

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Qidian's writing style, urban + apocalypse + micro science fiction, use 🇯🇵 and 🇺🇸 to worship the whole country, exchange points for superpowers + black technology, urban entrepreneurship and deification, multiple women, 12,000+ daily updates

117 道 Evil The Rising Moon over the SeaEastern Fantasy102k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Time flies like a horse, and the years pass like water. The sun rises and the moon sets, and the moon sets and the moon rises. Four years have passed in a hurry. The former "Ozawako" has also grown into a young man. "Mr. Lu, I have written an essay, can you read it for me?" Zheng Ze came to Lu Ge holding a piece of rice paper. The eleven-year-old Zheng Ze was still a bit childish, with delicate features, red lips and white teeth. He was really a handsome young man. "Bring it here." Lu Gai smiled warmly, reached out to take the rice paper handed by Zheng Ze, looked at it carefully, and said, "Although your final conclusion is very good, it is a bit unnatural in connection with the previous article. You can..." "Mr. Lu, I think it can be changed this way..." ... As soon as the two of them finished their discussion, the old village chief came to the courtyard silently. At this time, the old village chief did not carry the inseparable dry cigarette, and his expression was serious. "Grandpa Yang, why are you here?" "Senior." The old village chief looked at Zheng Ze, "Ze'er, did you know that there are monks in the world?" "Monk?" Zheng Ze had never heard of this word. "The monk is the immortal I often tell you." Lu Gaibang added the old village chief. Zheng Ze suddenly realized that there really are immortals in the world. The old village chief continued: "Ze'er, monks in the world rely on spiritual energy to practice, and the different stages of monks' practice are divided into different realms." The old village chief paused, and then said: "These realms are divided from low to high: opening channels, building foundations, apertures, nourishing spirits, true spirits, inscriptions, returning to true nature, metamorphosis, Taoist calamity, divine presence, ultimate peak, and great monks! If the great monk goes one step further and adds a horizontal line to the word "big" - then he will transcend the heaven and the earth, and can reach the sky in one step and go to the outer world!" Zheng Ze stood aside, already shocked beyond measure by the old village chief's words just now. Seeing the shocked look of the young man in front of him, the old village chief smiled and continued: "I won't hide it from you anymore. Your Mr. Lu and I are both monks. As for our cultivation realm, we must keep it secret from you for the time being. I suggest that you start practicing in the near future. However, this is your own business. You need to decide when. Before that, I want to tell you one thing about your life experience." The old village chief's withered finger pointed at Zheng Ze's forehead. Zheng Ze did not dodge and let his finger point at the center of his eyebrow. ... Zheng Ze seemed to be having a dream. In the dream, Zheng Ze's soul left his body and flew out of Nanfanbuzhou, across the ocean, and to a continent. Until——Zheng Ze saw an endless and wide golden river. The golden waves of this long river were rolling forward all the way, and there was a picture in each golden wave. These pictures are extremely clear, and even give people a very real feeling, as if these pictures happened in a certain place in the world at a certain time. The boundless golden river, countless golden waves, endless pictures, seem to include everyone and everything in the world from ancient times to the present... "This... What is this!" Zheng Ze was completely shocked by the scene in front of him. "This is the long river of time!" A mulberry voice came from an infinitely distant place, it was the old village chief, "Go, step on this long river of time, you will find the answer!" Hearing the old village chief's voice, Zheng Ze calmed down and stepped into the long river of time. Zheng Ze's soul was glowing with golden light. This was the old village chief's spell to protect it from the erosion of time and water. Along the way, Zheng Ze seemed to have watched a pageant of flowers. Things that happened in countless places and in countless time periods were like flowers. There were so many flowers that they became an ocean, which made people dazzled. Zheng Ze soon became dizzy. As soon as the golden light dispersed, Zheng Ze regained his consciousness. Zheng Ze quickly closed his eyes, stopped watching, and followed the guidance of the golden light, moving against the long river of time. In the end, Zheng Ze crossed the long river of time and came to the Zheng State of Dongsheng Shenzhou during the Battle of Jin-Zheng (Note 1) more than ten years ago. Here, Zheng Ze's soul was like a bystander. He saw an earth-shattering battle of monks that he had never seen before: tens of millions of monks were fighting together. Some powerful monks could even open mountains and cut rivers. Even relatively weak monks could fly across the sky. There were also some powerful war tools that were harvesting the lives of monks wantonly. And Zheng Ze's sight passed through the tens of millions of troops and saw a figure standing at the front of Zheng's army. This figure is wearing a dragon robe, and the dharma image covers the sky and the sun. Every move and every move has earth-shattering power, as if it can suppress the heaven and the earth! As if aware of his own gaze, the dragon-robed figure turned back to look at Zheng Ze. The gaze seemed to span endless space and the long river of time, and landed on Zheng Ze's soul. Zheng Ze felt that there seemed to be gentleness, concern, and blessing in the gaze. This look was like a father looking at his son. Zheng Ze felt a little pain in his heart. For some reason, he instinctively wanted to call "Dad", but the scene disappeared in an instant. Next, Zheng Ze witnessed the Dajing Dynasty's raid as a bystander, and Zheng's defeat. Then he was born and was canonized as the prince of Zheng. Until, on the surface, several seemingly uncultivated mortals arrived. They arrived at the gate of the capital city of Zheng, which was besieged by a large army. On the city tower, Emperor Zheng and the Imperial Preceptor looked solemn as never before. ... In that battle, both Emperor Zheng and the Imperial Preceptor were killed. Then the army invaded the capital of Zheng State and Zheng State was destroyed. When he saw the scene of his father's sacrifice, Zheng Ze wanted to cry, but his soul had no tears. He could only wail, and he could only watch what happened in front of him without changing anything. However, before his soul returned, Zheng Ze firmly remembered the big characters on the two flags of the army that besieged the capital of Zheng: "Jin" and "Jing"... Zheng Ze's soul returned, but he was silent. "Cry if you want to." The old village chief sighed and said. But Zheng Ze did not cry. He seemed to have dried up the tears in his heart in his dream. For a long time, two lines of clear tears ran down the corners of Zheng Ze's eyes. After experiencing all this, especially the fact that Grandpa Yang was able to help his soul cross the river of time, Zheng Ze has understood that Grandpa Yang is an extremely powerful existence even among monks. He even had some doubts, was Grandpa Yang the legendary great monk who was just one step away from reaching heaven? So the young man quickly wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeves and stared at the old village chief with his already red eyes filled with expectation: "Grandpa Yang, you are an immortal. Do you think people can be resurrected after death?" "No." The old village chief did not give Zheng Ze any illusions and answered very simply. "Sure enough," Zheng Ze smiled bitterly and understood one thing: the world of spiritual practice is cruel. In this cruel world of spiritual practice, only by becoming stronger can you not be bullied and do what you want but can't do. "That being the case, I, Zheng Ze, swear that when I succeed in my practice, I will kill my enemies for my father and the people of Zheng!" Zheng Ze raised his head, looked at the old village chief, and said categorically: "Grandpa Yang, I want to practice!" ... [Note ①: The Battle of Jin and Zheng: More than ten years ago, the Zheng Kingdom at the southern end of Dongsheng Shenzhou rose rapidly and was destroyed by the joint efforts of its original suzerain states, the Jin Dynasty and Jing Dynasty. This is known as the "Battle of Jin and Zheng" in history]

119 【 [Male Channel Short Story] the Iceberg Sword Fairy Said He Owes Me His Whole Life? This Is the Second Eye21k WordsCompleted 9Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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I would like to recommend a rare "male short story", and it is an "adaptation of a running group" (running group refers to a tabletop role-playing game, with a script written by ourselves, and a host to control the progress of the plot, so that the male protagonist will not be aggrieved; plus the host said that reality is tired, dark and disabled, and they all come to run a normal group, so of course happiness is the most important, so running becomes a happy ending). Ps. Most of the content of recommended books is based on diary articles.

120 我 I Teach Orphans to Read, but They Slaughter All the Martial Arts! I Am a Bull WarriorEastern Fantasy3.1M WordsCompleted 144.9kReads8.9Score16.6kShelves

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Already eaten, tastes pretty good. Recommended for martial arts and fairy tales.

127 帮 After Helping My Senior Sister Detoxify, She Actually Wanted to Be My Taoist Companion Chen Lao HaoEastern Fantasy490k WordsOngoing 5.1kReads8.0Score470Shelves

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This one has a single female protagonist, no harem and no ambiguity

129 神 Gods: the Military Soul Awakens, and the Myth Will Eventually Come Wooden Double EveningEastern Fantasy3.2M WordsCompleted 36.5kReads9.0Score2.9kShelves

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🔥#Interstellar God War Peak Work# In "God's Apocalypse: Netherworld", the power of the Netherworld that tears apart the universe has arrived! 🌌 When the whole Internet is stuck in the quagmire of unfinished works, this 3.09 Million-word masterpiece actually uses the "Netherworld Law" to reconstruct the high-dimensional universe - what flows in the protagonist's palm is not the divine power, but the ultimate secret of the "Necronomicon" that swallows thousands of stars! ⚡️[Subversive scene warning] - Crush the star to melt the throne with bare hands, and the undead natural disaster blooms in the quantum nebula - Counterattack the main god with a weak godhead, use the flesh and blood of the abyss worm hive to compose a god-killing poem - The moment the twelve-dimensional temple collapses, he steps on the crown of the old god to light the Netherworld torch 🌑 "Do you think this is an ordinary flow of becoming a god?" Each priesthood in the book is a precision-operated killing law: [Nightmare Bishop] Raise inner demons in the sea of enemy consciousness [Lord of Entropy Increase] Accelerate the heat death of the entire galaxy [Paradox Scholar] Use mathematical formulas to disintegrate the supreme divinity 💥How explosive are the early and middle stages of the Godhood chapter? - In the Kingdom of God made of psionic particles, the Mechanical Pope and the Zerg Queen are fighting on the protagonist's spine - In order to resurrect the apostles who died in battle, he actually forged the black hole into the key to the corridor of time - While other gods are still competing for faith, he has written the survival of civilization into the underlying code of the godhead 🌪️High-energy warning: This is not a brainless article! Every promotion of the protagonist is a huge gamble for the survival of civilization - during the Middle God War, he was forced to seal the earth into "Schrödinger's Amber", and millions of humans were waiting for redemption in the quantum state; on the day of the peak true god's awakening, he discovered that the entire galaxy was just a dessert tray on the ancient god's table...

145 结 On the Way to Get Married, I Discovered That It Was a Time of Demons and Chaos Zhuang ShisanEastern Fantasy1.0M WordsCompleted 4.9kReads8.5Score242Shelves

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A nice batch

150 震 Shock! the Demon Lord Is Actually My Mother, Why Don't You Show Off! Enforcer No. 007Eastern Fantasy1.5M WordsCompleted 36.7kReads9.0Score3.2kShelves

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It's been a long time since I've seen a fantasy novel that made me so addicted. These two books made me stay up late and work overtime to read them! The plot is extremely attractive. He thought it was the beginning of his life, but he didn't expect that this was a world where he could practice, and he didn't have the spiritual roots to practice. The secular dynasty was restrained by violence. He is the crown prince of the Northern Territory. Looking at the entire Dafeng Dynasty, there are few people who can match his status. There are countless people who want to kill him. Being in a high position but not having the martial arts realm to match it, there is only one way to die. At first, Lu Nianli was depressed for a long time.