Are There Any Novels with Tens of Thousands of Reminders? the Most I Have Seen Is Only Five or Six Thousand.

273 丝 Silk Road Jade Mirror: Li Jin's Secret Triangle Star Pattern White Prism LEE34k WordsCompleted 9Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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Friends who like positive energy and adventure stories should check it out, especially those who like tomb robbing notes and ghost blowing lanterns. The beautiful new book "Notes on the Black Wind Pass" and the linked short story "Silk Road Jade Mirror" series are here. They are high-quality men's novels that Chinese people should read to explore the truth of the folk world. The sense of suspense, supernatural and reasoning is super exciting. From the beginning to the end I couldn't stop, the visuals are quite strong!

274 黑 Notes from Heifengkou White Prism LEEMystery705k WordsCompleted 39Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Friends who like books full of positive energy should check it out. A good-looking new book is here. Although there are very few people urging for updates, the suspenseful and supernatural feeling is so exciting that you can't stop from the beginning to the end. The visuals are really strong. I support reading and commenting!

275 绾 Wanwan Is Not Wanwan: Who Will Still Pamper You After You Have Been Reborn? Ziwei RiverAncient Romance1.1M WordsOngoing 34.4kReads8.9Score3.5kShelves

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Shen Wanwan was dumbfounded. A moment ago, she was so happy for her sister's return, but at this moment, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, her whole body was so cold that she couldn't move even a little bit. [Asking for explosive updates][Asking for explosive updates][Asking for explosive updates]

275 我 I Work as a Network Administrator in Xuanjie, and the System Is a Bit Broken. Life Is BornEastern Fantasy128k WordsCompleted —Reads—Score—Shelves

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This book is great. As soon as the author posted the title, there were tens of thousands of requests for updates. In my dream...

276 公 The Princess Was Ordered to Go West Black Lotus Who Is Jealous of MushuMystery96k WordsOngoing 13Reads—Score—Shelves

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I've seen everyone who urged me to update. For those of you who haven't urged me to update, why don't you click in and have a taste?

277 官 The First Fool in Official Circles Model EmblemUrban6.4M WordsOngoing 108.2kReads9.2Score6.8kShelves

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This book is so good that no one recommends it. I've only read over 200 chapters.

278 我 I Have a Joker Card Azure CompanyUrban2.2M WordsOngoing 167.2kReads8.9Score21kShelves

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Oh my god, I saw it recently. I read the latest chapters in one go and then I felt like I was on a diet. I was going crazy waiting for the update. I wanted to travel to the future and watch the follow-up [laugh][laugh][laugh]

278 光 Light Meets All Living Beings The Quiet Prince968k WordsOngoing 84Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Book shortage? Let's get some brain-burning! The protagonist is a suspicious 'political machine'. Every breakthrough he makes is not based on epiphany, but on calculation, betrayal and cold trade-offs. Watching him deal with various forces and even scheming with his own people is more exciting than watching cool fight scenes. The plot reversal progresses layer by layer. You think you are on the first level, but actually the author is on the fifth level. The horizon it broadens is: true power is the understanding and utilization of the rules of the world, and even... Reconstruction

278 莫 Don't Bully Old People and Poor People, They Became Martial Arts Saints from Porters. Longan BrotherUrban188k WordsOngoing 1.6kReads—Score155Shelves

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I haven't read such a good-looking book in a long time. It's hard to find such a good-looking book on Tomato. I must highly recommend it! ! ! [Adoration][Shyness]

279 双 Double Wear: Fantasy Endures Hardship and Enjoys Happiness in the City Golden SixteenUrban2.0M WordsCompleted 67kReads8.8Score7.1kShelves

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This book is really good, double wear! It's very comfortable to watch!

279 劫 Robbery Furnace Bring a Knife but No Umbrella When Falling into the RainEastern Fantasy127k WordsOngoing 577Reads—Score—Shelves

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Recommended new book: "The Calamity Furnace", respect~ Oriental Fantasy Brain Fantasy #Don't Follow the Old Routine #Robbery Xiuliu Introduction: Cultivation means borrowing debt from the way of heaven, and overcoming calamity means repaying the debt; and there is a furnace in his body, which specializes in cultivating all calamities in the world. In the nine realms of the world, all things need to "borrow the power of heaven" to practice. Every time you break through a major realm, it is equivalent to signing a "debt" to Heaven. When the debt period comes, a disaster will come: if you can carry it over, the debt will be cleared and the state will be solid; if you cannot carry it over, both body and soul will be destroyed, and there will be no chance of reincarnation. Therefore, what monks in the world fear most is not powerful enemies, but calamity. There is not one person out of a hundred who successfully overcomes the tribulation. Every city and every sect has people who specialize in dealing with the funeral affairs of those who fail in the tribulation: the undertakers. They are the people at the bottom of the spiritual world. They deal with corpses after calamities all the time. Their bodies are stained with the smell of calamity ashes that cannot be washed away, and are considered unlucky. Chapter 1 The Embalmer It was dusk in Luojie Town, and the sky was gray. It's not as gray as a cloudy day, but like an old iron plate that has been smoked thousands of times by calamity fire, weighing heavily on the ridge of the roof. The mortuary shop at the east end of the town has no signboard, and only has a piece of dead willow planted on the lintel: everyone within a hundred miles radius knows that the place where the dead willow is planted is where the dead are collected. Shen Du was squatting on the ground, wiping Blacksmith Wang's face with a piece of linen cloth. It's said to be a face, but actually it doesn't look much like a face anymore. Three days ago, Blacksmith Wang broke through the calamity-inducing realm in his backyard. The calamity fire poured in from the Tianling Gai and burned all night. By the time the neighbor opened the door, his whole body had been reduced to black coals, with only the family heirloom on his chest still embedded in his flesh, proving the identity of the deceased. "Boy Shen, wipe it clean." Wang Dashi, the son of Blacksmith Wang, stood at the door, dressed in filial piety, but his tone was not very sad, but more impatient, "My father has been very decent in his life, don't let him leave in an ugly way." Shen Du did not raise his head. His fingers were steady, and he used a damp cloth to wipe away the burnt dead skin little by little, revealing the texture underneath that had not yet been completely charred. Ordinary undertakers would not dare to touch the corpses that failed to survive the tribulation: the remains of corpses after the tribulation are often lingering with the lingering tribulation energy, and if they get even a little bit, they will be sick for half a month. But Shen Du is not afraid. He has been doing this business with his master since he was eight years old. He has handled thousands of robbed corpses, and his body has long been stained with the smell of robbed ashes that cannot be washed away. People in the town said that he had a tough life and was capable of calamity. Only Shen Du himself knew that it wasn't because of fate, but because he could see it. He could see the dissipating crimson fire on Blacksmith Wang's body. The fire was not burning on the flesh, but on the remaining traces of the soul, like a dark red snake, loosening up little by little. Ordinary people can't see anything. They only feel chills and palpitations when approaching the corpse. But in Shen Du's eyes, the entire mortuary was shrouded in a faint crimson halo. This is his secret. He could see Zed. For as long as he could remember, Shen Du could see something hanging above everyone's head. For ordinary people, it is a gray fog, so light that it is almost invisible; for practitioners, the fog is thicker and darker; and when it comes to transcending tribulations, the fog will suddenly shrink and burn, turning into tribulation fire, tribulation thunder, tribulation wind, all kinds of deadly things. He had reminded Blacksmith Wang. Three days ago, under the old locust tree at the entrance of the town, he looked at the red calamity fire above Blacksmith Wang's head that had condensed into the shape of a sharp claw. He couldn't help but said: "Uncle Wang, the calamity fire above your head is red, and it is very dangerous. Don't break through within three days." Blacksmith Wang spat at him at that time. "You little undertaker, are you cursing me?" Then Wang Dashi rushed out and pushed him staggering, calling him "a disaster born from a crow's mouth." None of the onlookers spoke for him, and looked at him like a piece of unlucky shit. Shen Du has experienced this kind of thing too many times. He stopped talking and lowered his head to continue wiping. Wang Dashi stood at the door for a while, probably feeling that the room was unlucky, so he said, "After wiping, go to Wang Ji's blacksmith shop to get money" and left. The footsteps faded away, and the only sounds left in the mortuary were Shen Du's breathing and the subtle "crackling" sound made when the calamity fire on the body dissipated. When it touched his chest, Shen Du's hand suddenly stopped. Something is wrong. Blacksmith Wang's calamity fire was red, he could see this clearly. But at this moment, in the deepest part of the blackened sternum, where the breast protector pressed, there was a very faint light: not red, but dark gold. The light was too weak, like a firefly in the wind, looming among the remains of the red calamity fire. If it weren't for Shen Du's eyes, no one would have been able to discover it. He frowned, reached out and took off the breast shield embedded in the bone seam. The dark golden light suddenly brightened for a moment. Shen Du's pupils suddenly shrank. It was a ray of fire. Completely different from the crimson calamity fire wrapped around the corpse, this dark golden flame was only the size of a fingernail, floating quietly in the depression of Blacksmith Wang's scorched sternum. There was a vague shadow inside the flame: like a tripod, but also like a furnace, simple and thick, exuding an indescribable and vast atmosphere. It is not Wang Blacksmith's calamity fire. Shen Du's instinct screamed, telling him not to touch it. He has been an undertaker for nine years and has seen too many strange deaths. He knows what can and cannot be touched. But that dark golden flame seemed to have some kind of magic power. His eyes were firmly attracted, and his body involuntarily moved closer. Just when his face was less than half a foot away from the flame, the flame suddenly trembled. As if it came alive, it turned into a dark golden stream of light and penetrated along the center of Shen Du's eyebrows. "Hmm!" Shen Du groaned, fell backwards, and hit the ground heavily with the back of his head. But he couldn't feel the pain anymore. An indescribable burning heat exploded from the center of his eyebrows, like a sun igniting in his skull, rushing crazily along his meridians. His body arched up, his fingers dug into the mud, and blood oozed from between his fingers. The scorching heat raged in the body for an unknown amount of time, and finally converged to a certain location under the lower abdomen, where is what practitioners call the sea of ​​​​qi. The sea of ​​​​qi of ordinary people is a dead desert, and in Shendu's sea of ​​​​qi, there is something new at this moment. A furnace. It is the size of a palm, dark gold, has three legs and two ears, and the furnace body is covered with dense inscriptions. Shen Du didn't recognize any of those inscriptions, but the moment he saw them, two words naturally appeared in his mind: Robbery Furnace. The dark golden flame burned slowly in the furnace, and the red calamity aura remaining from Blacksmith Wang's body seemed to be pulled by some force. It was drawn along Shen Du's eyebrows, nose, and pores one by one, and was submerged into the calamity furnace. The flames of the calamity furnace suddenly shot up. The calamity fire that once made countless monks talk about it was refined like firewood in the furnace, turning into a ray of extremely pure power, overflowing from the furnace and slowly flowing into Shen Du's limbs and bones. His body is glowing. This is not a metaphor, there is dark golden light flowing under his skin, like magma running underground. The broken meridians were forcibly widened and reshaped, and the atrophied muscle fibers became firm and strong again under the infusion of power. Even the skin color, which looked pale after not seeing the sun for many years, revealed a warm luster. The whole process lasted about one stick of incense. When the last ray of crimson calamity energy was refined, the flames of the calamity furnace returned to calm, and Shen Du collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. Sweat soaked his clothes, and his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water.

280 这 This Detective Is Extraordinary, He Can Become Stronger If He Falls in Love Iron DeepMystery1.7M WordsOngoing 10kReads9.0Score1.3kShelves

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The male protagonist is urban mystery solving suspense case

280 官 Guanyi Talking in Dreams About Spring and AutumnUrban323k WordsOngoing 32.7kReads7.0Score1.8kShelves

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Good books must be recommended

281 氪 Krypton Gold Is Useless? I Risked My Life to Lead Them Through the Long March Lolo's LoloUrban1.6M WordsOngoing 206.9kReads9.4Score26.3kShelves

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It's so beautiful that 8,000 people urged me to update it.

281 谁 Who Made the Top Female Internet Celebrities Look Like This? Little WordsmithUrban1.1M WordsCompleted 40kReads8.8Score2.9kShelves

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[Grass has been planted][Grass has been planted] At the beginning, he established Wuyou Media, making everyone famous. From the Internet celebrity circle to the entertainment circle, there is no one he can't sign. I really don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals. I envy Mr. Zhang every day.

281 男 Men Are Like Iron Talking in Dreams About Spring and AutumnUrban1.9M WordsCompleted 30.2kReads9.3Score3.4kShelves

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These two absolutely true novels are of good quality and highly recommended.

281 双 Two Worlds: Clearing the Dungeon Is Equal to Releasing the Strangeness Written by Huang GuMystery117k WordsCompleted —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking

282 游 Game Invasion: Players Can Travel Through Time Only After I Become Emperor Xiaochu Hasn't Slept YetEastern Fantasy3.5M WordsOngoing 345.6kReads9.2Score32.1kShelves

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Tomorrow there will be an update of 10,000+

283 红 Red Mansion: Golden Flying Fish Suit, Invincible in the World! There Is a Loquat Tree in the CourtyardHistorical1.0M WordsCompleted 296kReads8.9Score44.8kShelves

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These are tens of thousands

283 重 Rebirth of the Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God Tugeda ZM1.9M WordsCompleted 14.4kReads8.7Score1.4kShelves

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Very wonderful funny novel

284 你 A Monk of Your Level Does Not Have the Right to Obtain Buddhist Scriptures. Water Bites PaperEastern Fantasy1.8M WordsOngoing 172.5kReads9.3Score18.2kShelves

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A few books that I feel are good, something interesting [blowing kisses]

284 法 Mage? No, I'm a Scientist Humble ComedianEastern Fantasy1.6M WordsOngoing 32.6kReads8.6Score4.6kShelves

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People who like to push for updates, please help me. I like this book, but the author always doesn't push for updates. Can you help me push for updates?

284 没 There Are No Useless Martial Spirits: There Are Only Useless Spiritual Masters Stop the Clouds and Flow the WaterUrban223k WordsOngoing 1.2kReads5.8Score124Shelves

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I hope he has [crying] The author is a descendant of the Tang clan

286 瘸 Cripple? No, No, No, You All Have to Kneel Down and Call Me Sir. Mo Bai 1Historical1.4M WordsCompleted 17.6kReads8.2Score1.2kShelves

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There is no cheating and conspiracy, the story is thick and the reading experience is excellent.

286 年 Period Novel, the Eldest Lady Does Not Help the Poor Bustling SModern Romance1.0M WordsCompleted 16.5kReads8.8Score1kShelves

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🔥Counterattack in the Fast Travel EraThe daughter of a wealthy family brings a random golden finger and blows up the audience! She tortures the scumbag father and tears up the PUA man, tears apart the gambler and kicks the phoenix, and the egoistic heroine will never help the poor! In the 1960s, the brainwashed fool was counterattacked, in the 1980s, she kicked out the scumbag husband and was beautiful, and in the 1990s, the cannon fodder second daughter changed her life against the will of heaven! Having a sweet pet is more enjoyable without CP. Every plane is the ultimate Su Shuang. Life is restarted - this time, my destiny is written by me!

287 趁 Taking Advantage of My Youth, the School Beauty Sister Wants to Play and Cultivate Me? Running Jade RabbitUrban931k WordsCompleted 124.9kReads9.5Score13.8kShelves

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Personally I think it looks good, especially 1, 4, 6.7.8

288 北 Beipiao Xiuxiu White-Browed Eagle That Loves Cow PeasUrban589k WordsCompleted 47Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Beipiao Xiuxiu, the reminder is really funny