I Pray for the Completion of This Fantasy Masterpiece, Thank You! ! !

1 绝 Peerless Martial God Clean and TracelessEastern Fantasy6.9M WordsCompleted 120.4kReads9.1Score12.6kShelves

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High-scoring masterpieces that are not bad at all, many of them have been polished twice.

16 剑 The Sword Comes Beacon Fire Plays on PrincesEastern Fantasy11.6M WordsOngoing 48.7kReads5.8Score1.3kShelves

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Is it true that no one recommends the first book? I have already read it three times. It is really good and can be regarded as high quality on Tomato (subjective point of view, don't criticize if you don't like it). There is no need to say more about the other two books.

17 葬 God Burying Knife Demon NightEastern Fantasy7.9M WordsCompleted 148.5kReads9.1Score16kShelves

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I recommend these eight old fantasy books, all of which have scores above nine. See for yourself which one you like to read. Personally, I think they are pretty good.

24 永 Gate of Eternity Six Realms and Three PathsEastern Fantasy6.7M WordsCompleted 71.3kReads9.2Score7.2kShelves

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These two books are written by the same author, the characters are very good, and the plot is also very good. They are worth reading.

25 天 Tianyuan Mu Xiao SanshengEastern Fantasy6.1M WordsOngoing 1.1MReads9.4Score125.2kShelves

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I have always felt that the title of a book is the number one reason that influences me to click to read. When it comes to e-books, I have always had an attitude of preferring less to more. I have been reading for nine years, from "The Art of Ancient Gods and Demons" to "Fight to Break the Sphere", from "Douluo Continent" to "The Ancient God King", from "Futian Clan" to "Saint Ruins", from "Swallowing the Starry Sky" to the current "Tian Yuan" (I can't remember the titles of many books for the time being). Every story line in each period has always fascinated me deeply. I am not a professional book reviewer, so you have to ask me what is good about this book. I think it's probably because "I think it's good." I just came across this book the day before yesterday, and it took me a day and a half to read the more than 500 chapters that it currently contains. When I read the last chapter, I suddenly realized that there was no more. The huge gap really made me a little unhappy. This may be the main problem I think there is. But I also know that coding is not easy. The book I read in two minutes a day may be the fruit of the author's work in a day. So I think I may need to wait for a while until the author finishes it before I can read it comfortably. I think one of the great blessings for book lovers is that they can see the critical moments without interruption. I still want to read it after reading it, and I want to read more later. For those of you who are currently short of readers, I think you can give "Tian Yuan" a try, but the only drawback is that it hasn't been finished yet. I also hope that the author can try to use less hydrology and more content later on. "The aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley." I believe that as long as the content is good, it will definitely appear on the recommendation list of many netizens.

26 剑 Sword Rises in the Storm Mu Xiao SanshengEastern Fantasy4.6M WordsCompleted 67.8kReads9.0Score8.1kShelves

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It's very good, especially the second one. After reading it, I can't read any other novels.

27 从 The Strong Man Who Emerged from the Prison Mu Xiao SanshengEastern Fantasy2.5M WordsCompleted 8.4kReads8.9Score693Shelves

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These 3 books are really good, especially the last one: One Sword Cultivator of the Eternal World, the First Immortal in the Heavens

28 修 The Most Sick Person in the World of Cultivation Paper TigerAncient Romance1.3M WordsCompleted 277.5kReads9.7Score36.5kShelves

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Completed, fantasy, all with high scores, the last one is the fantasy in my heart, White Moonlight

29 开 I Was Consecrated by the Witch at the Beginning, so I Applied to Become the Furnace Cauldron Tangtang Liu GongziEastern Fantasy3.5M WordsCompleted 17.2kReads8.8Score1.6kShelves

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Modern ordinary people travel to the world of immortality and directly become tool men. Death keeps approaching, all former companions have fallen, and the only trump card comes from the sacrifice of a close friend. Pretending to paralyze the guards day after day, he secretly accumulated strength, trying to save his life while thinking about the next way out.

30 武 Wuying Sanqiandao Pure and Sharp BrotherEastern Fantasy7.7M WordsCompleted 32.1kReads8.5Score3.4kShelves

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This book is somewhat similar to Chen Dong's style. Those who like to watch The Sky Covering and The Perfect World can read it.

31 素 Woman in Plain Skirt Little SheepEastern Fantasy373k WordsCompleted 13.5kReads8.8Score1.1kShelves

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Completed.

32 玄 Fantasy, I Can Have Infinite Enlightenment Ye DadaoEastern Fantasy3.3M WordsCompleted 72.9kReads9.1Score9.5kShelves

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The masterpiece is finished

33 七 Legend of the Seven Realms Dream Without TraceEastern Fantasy11.6M WordsCompleted 70.6kReads8.5Score9.3kShelves

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The complete version of Legend of the Seven Realms, including the complete prequel. In the world of cultivation for thousands of years, the legend of the Five Sects, Six Academy and Seven Realms has been circulated. Lu Yun was born with a disability, and he went on an unforgettable road, with several unforgettable loves and friendships. He went through many hardships along the way, but what will be the final result? Immortals, Buddhas, demons, monsters, and all kinds of beasts gather together. Good and evil, who is right and who is wrong, right and wrong, good and evil are impermanent. What is heaven, what is earth, who can understand the gods and ghosts?

37 山 Mountain Demon Inn Middle MageAncient Romance1.2M WordsCompleted 432Reads8.1Score—Shelves

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Traditional fantasy gods and demons, you can check it out

38 大 Great God Middle MageEastern Fantasy88k WordsOngoing 55Reads—Score—Shelves

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If you like it, please give it a good review, thank you

39 每 Add a Little Bit Every Year to Transform Yourself from a Mountain Villager into a Taoist Ancestor in the Immortal World Zi Ling FengxueEastern Fantasy6.1M WordsCompleted 1.1MReads9.7Score170kShelves

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The more I read, the better I feel. Hahaha, more than one million people are reading it.

40 紫 Ziyang Feng Yu JiuqiuEastern Fantasy1.9M WordsOngoing 9.8kReads9.2Score1.2kShelves

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These are all fantasy novels that have been completed. I have read them all. The content is very exciting and will definitely suit your taste. I would have given up on the novels that were almost halfway through!

42 凡 A Mortal Cultivates Immortality and Picks up the Ancient Secret Scroll at the Beginning An OrangeEastern Fantasy3.5M WordsCompleted 59kReads9.0Score6.7kShelves

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These are all fantasy novels that have been completed, and I have read them all. The content is very exciting and will definitely suit your taste. I would have given up on the novels that were almost halfway through!

47 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 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 things, all 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 hollow 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. But his eyes were frighteningly bright. .