This is the most powerful immortal! It will definitely keep you up late watching it, it's so good. Moreover, this book is comfortable and funny, and I highly recommend it to all book lovers. [Fear][Shock][Roll eyes][Anger][Licking screen][Stupid]
This is a book written by a Taoist priest who is familiar with Taoism. After reciting sutras and working every day, the greatest pleasure is to enjoy life in novels. This novel has just begun. I hope everyone can pay attention to it! The protagonist of this book is Liang Xingyang, who was named a prince when he was born, but his destiny was to be a Taoist priest. After a bloody battle, he had to be arranged to go up the mountain to practice and start his legendary life! Welcome to pay attention!
❤️Let's take a look at this book. It's unsystematic, but the male protagonist never suffers. I couldn't stop laughing as soon as I read it. The male protagonist is a time traveler and only inherits half of the memories from the original work, which is the good part. The male protagonist's constitution is that he only listens to people's words on the surface. He can't hear any subtext or insinuations, and then he will activate the "power of thinking". The Master of Jianfeng Peak mocked him for his swordsmanship being far above that of the Jianfeng disciples, and he took it seriously. I thought that I was a swordsman genius, which then triggered thousands of swords to contend and hundreds of swords to worship. Senior Brother Song taught him body movements, and he actually mastered a nonsense theory after thinking about it. In turn, he gave the experience to Senior Brother Song. Senior Brother Song practiced it to such an extent that he became obsessed with it. His hair was disheveled and he took off his clothes, swimming like a fish in the air...
Please pay attention~ It is probably the fairy tale in my childhood. It has no system, no awesome settings, just one among all living beings. It's not because I did this. But I did it and became me.
The old woman returned to the big desk, sat on the executive chair, and said: "Ah Er, the domain master has announced to reward you with three top-quality Thai durians. No, you are magnificent enough. How about giving you two fine frozen watermelons? Are you satisfied?" "Thank you, domain master! Ah Er is very satisfied! If nothing else, I will go back to the office to announce the banquet for the newlyweds tonight." Ah Er turned and walked out. "Ah Er, wait a minute." The old woman slowly exhaled the cigarette she had just smoked, with a happy expression on her face. She opened her mouth and smiled, revealing her six remaining black teeth: "Now the work of the housing authority in this region is slow and there are no more houses. Why don't you let the handsome Long Ran live with you? I think this handsome guy is good, and it will be better for you to live with him!" "Lord of the Territory! Yes."
The fairy mountain is surrounded by clouds, and the mist hides the doves. The shadow of the sword shines like the stars, and the love between the sword and the horizon is wonderful. Dreams are misty and hazy, and public cases are full of whimsical thoughts. If you want to explore a mysterious and wonderful place, come to this volume of fairy tales. . . . .
I humbly recommend my own writing, which is about cultivating immortality without any system. Please rate it for me. Thank you. Theme categories: fantasy and immortality, oriental fantasy, alien continent. Recommended star rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Recommend my own new book: Jiuyou Shenzun, a traditional immortal cultivation novel. I hope you can get some great advice. Thank you. From the period of Qi training to the period of transcending tribulation. Not brainless. Not a holy mother. Decisive in killing. No harem.
In the darkness, silence, and cold space, a colorful phoenix with a huge body and no signs of life carries the desolate and simple Nantianmen thousands of feet high, emitting dazzling and colorful bursts of glow, traveling in the universe holy, noble, and peaceful. The phoenix carries Tianmen and descends to the earth, leading Qin Yu on a path of cultivating immortality that is full of passion, danger, novelty, mystery, and vastness. Cultivation of immortality against heaven, walking on blood, the way of heaven is clear, and I am the only one who is supreme.
From the moment he saw Tuoba Mingyu, Zhou Fengan guessed why King Liyang treated him like this. A world-famous king with a different surname personally attacked him. The fear in his heart had reached the extreme. Even when facing the moody emperor in Weiyang Palace, he could not have this idea. The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow of his body was nothing compared to the cold killing intent emanating from the God of Death next to him. The scorching sun at noon burned the floor tiles in the palace city, but Zhou Fengan could not feel a trace of warmth. The skin and flesh of his knees had been worn out, and the blood was dried by the hot floor tiles as soon as it fell, leaving only some dark marks. He didn't dare to slow down or make any sound. His legs had lost all feeling, like a walking corpse that had lost its soul, numbly repeating the same action. The emperor's servant had already delivered the news. Zhao Yuanyou, who was sitting on the dragon throne, could not tell whether he was happy or angry and was still discussing state affairs with several important ministers in front of him. The palace maid behind her widened her eyes. The emperor's right fist hidden in his sleeve was clenched so tightly that his nails even dug into his flesh. After two full hours, Zhou Fengan finally kowtowed for the last time and fell down on the jade steps in front of Weiyang Palace. Xu Ningyuan frowned, carried Tuoba Mingyu on the royal sedan, and said loudly: "The sinner Xu Ningyuan asks to see your majesty!" Zhao Yuanyou, who was sitting on the dragon chair, put away the gloom on his face without leaving a trace, and scolded: "You damn slaves, why don't you invite brother Liyang in!" Then two of the emperor's attendants rolled up and crawled to announce: "Announce your visit to King Liyang!" Xu Ningyuan leaned towards Zhao Yuanyou and saluted: "Your Majesty, today the guilty minister came uninvited. I hope your Majesty will forgive me." Zhao Yuanyou said softly: "Brother Liyang Wang, you and I are the king and the minister, so why should we be so polite? If you want, you can live in Weiyang Palace." Several important officials of the imperial court who were standing in two rows in front of the hall all practiced silent meditation in unison. Grand Master Lu Ya, who was over eighty years old, leaned on a pillar carved with dragons and phoenixes and took a nap. The rest of the people lowered their heads even further, seeming to turn a deaf ear to King Liyang who suddenly broke into the Jinluan Palace. Xu Ningyuan took out a piece of white silk from his arms and said in a deep voice: "This is the last memorial submitted by General Tuoba. Shangshu Lu is very knowledgeable, so I would like you to condescend to read it out to you!" The ears of the Minister of Rites were buzzing, and King Liyang's voice was like thunder, hitting his eardrums. He raised his head and glanced at the emperor, not daring to make any unnecessary moves without authorization. The middle-aged man on the dragon chair smiled and said: "Lu Shangshu, why are you still standing there? Brother Li Yang's words are what I meant!" Lu Linyuan took the white silk from Qingyun Killer God's hand with a bitter look on his face. The moment he opened the white silk, his face turned pale, and he shouted in shock: "Your Majesty, this... Memorial is written with blood!" Xu Ningyuan snorted coldly: "This is the blood of my Qingyun general. It is written by the heroes who sacrificed their lives to protect the country. Why should Lu Shangshu be afraid!" Lu Linyuan saw that the emperor seemed to have no intention of intervening, so he could only bite the bullet and opened the white silk again, and read aloud: "The last general will be the guard of Dingxi City - Tuoba Jian wrote before the city was destroyed. Zhou Fengan, the Minister of the Ministry of War, rejected the twelve edicts of Wei Chen, and had no choice but to ask King Liyang to submit it to His Majesty! Dingxi City is my Qingyun gate, and the West Yue has hidden ambitions. Once the city is destroyed, it will be difficult to retain the fertile land of the Western Xinjiang. I am willing to share the fate of Dingxi City. The day when the city is destroyed will be the time when I will die. I hope that your majesty will find out the plot of Xiyue and send the king's troops to quell the rebellion." Zhao Yuanyou sighed: "General Tuoba is unparalleled in his loyalty and righteousness. Today I am heartbroken. I have lost a soldier of my country!" The old man who was leaning on the pillar and taking a nap was awakened by the emperor's voice. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and asked doubtfully: "What pot did your majesty throw away? What kind of thief dared to steal your majesty's things?" Xu Ningyuan squinted his eyes and stared at this old man who was pretending to be crazy and kept silent. Lu Linyuan, the Minister of Rites, hurriedly stepped forward to support the old master, who had a high reputation in the court, and smoothed things over: "The old master is exhausted, why not let the students take you back to your home to rest." An imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Yuanyou's mouth, and he agreed: "What Lu Shangshu said is reasonable, how about you take my dragon chariot back to your home?" Xu Ningyuan said in a deep voice: "Lu Ya, this king is a rough man. He has never allowed corrupt scholars to harm the country and pretend to be crazy or stupid in the court. At such an old age, and still so greedy for power, he may drive away to the west one day. It is better to live in peace now with a basketful of false fame, and not to leave this gang of rabble to trouble the court." Chen Yuanzhi, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, frowned and said: "Your Majesty, what you said is not very appropriate. Although we hold a high position, we have never done anything that has harmed the country and the people. How can we talk about it like a mob?" Xu Ningyuan pointed to the west of the imperial city, with a bit of amusement on his face, and said doubtfully: "Oh? Chen Shangshu, it seems that I have made a mistake when you hear this? A few days ago, the servants in the mansion accidentally saw your eldest son transporting hundreds of young girls into the Chen Mansion's courtyard in the west of the city. Could it be that Is it because your conscience is still there and you want to help? The housekeeper of your house also told those women that being a concubine of Chen Shangshu is a blessing that has been cultivated for hundreds of years. If any one dares to escape, their whole family will be killed! How majestic, Chen Shangshu! His Majesty's harem is not as rich as you!" Chen Yuanzhi was dripping with cold sweat and could not utter a single retort. He cast a pleading look at Lu Ya, not daring to look directly into the emperor's angry eyes. "Pfft!" He knelt down and confessed, "Your Majesty, I just made a mistake and failed to take good care of this traitor! I deserve death, please forgive me!" Zhao Yuanyou rarely showed an angry face in front of his ministers and scolded: "What a man of mine. He keeps talking about benevolence, justice and morality, and every word is inseparable from the hardships of the people's livelihood. My dear friends, is this what you talk about: implementing benevolent government, or supporting the country?" Then, he stood up and left the dragon chair, picked up a stack of memorials and hit Chen Yuanzhi on the head! Lu Linyuan, the Minister of Rites, had already abandoned his old master and knelt before the emperor. Although his position in the Rites Department was not as good as that of the Household Department, he had inevitably gained a lot from it, both overtly and covertly. Xu Ningyuan helped Zhao Yuanyou, who was a little weak, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know if your majesty still has the original ambition. Qingyun is so strong that it cannot withstand the corrosion of these beasts. The sinner Xu Ningyuan will kill these moths behind Lu Ya one day! Today, I will kill the two ministers first to clear the throne for your majesty!" Story summary: The grudges of the prince
The fourth and fifth books have a slightly slower pace. It is recommended to read the first and ninth books, which are more suitable for those who are new to the game. The overall rhythm is relatively brisk. The second book is suitable for people who prefer to read without the entanglement between the male protagonist and the female protagonist. This book does not write about girls so much. It is also the same. It is relatively brisk and suitable for getting into. The eighth book is the most passionate.
This is a newly opened book, a more traditional fantasy upgrade, with many tributes to Zhu Xian. The fighting scenes are very good, and the fluency and logic are acceptable.
There is no system for this! Although the rating of this book is a bit low, the heroine has a very upright outlook on life, never hunts innocent monsters, and insists on practicing with her own strength. Maybe the early writing was not very clear, causing readers to mistakenly think that the heroine is the author, but it is definitely worth watching, and the male protagonist is super gentle!!! Absolutely sweet!!!!
This article is good, there is no system, no rebirth, no time travel, no books, no a lot of women, no nonsense, no a lot of repetition, no omnipotence, a beginning and an end, and the ending is very nice.
Highly recommended, traditional fantasy, mortals cultivating immortals, growth system, no system cheats. The story is step-by-step and interlocking, not brainless or subdued. The male protagonist has three correct views, many opportunities, and high understanding. It has a million words and a large amount of content.
That must be a very yin old devil, a truly pure dark text, selfish. When his cultivation level is no longer high, he just takes the whole city to make elixirs. When he sees the treasure, he sneaks up and kills people to steal the treasure. He changes his name from place to place and uses them all from the enemy. No one knows the real name.
This book is really great and beautiful. The main heroine is a refreshing novel. The heroine is decisive and does not procrastinate when doing things. The author is also very fast in updating.
The first is that I am forgetful of words. Those who have read the legends of mortals cultivating immortals need not say more. The second rating is completely unworthy of the content. The immortal sea is vast, the vicissitudes of the sea are endless, the heart is on the road, and it is affectionate and righteous. The story of a boy from three peasant families becoming an immortal, farming and cultivating people and traveling around the world. Four Tomatoes is an old classic, no brainer.
Demon cultivator, unsystematic, insidious and decisive in killing. This book prefers dark fairy tales. The protagonist is in order to survive. Use every possible means. A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, no matter what. The protagonist is vividly portrayed. In line with the intrigues in the world of immortality, only dead Taoist friends are not dead and poor Taoists. Fans can only act steadily and run away when encountering situations where they are unable to defeat them. The story written is not cliché. The protagonist's IQ is online. Although the story has some flaws, the flaws are not outweighed. Dao fights at all costs, but also retains a small amount of compassion.