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208 葬 Burial Xuan Cloud Is Not the Same as CloudEastern Fantasy415k WordsOngoing 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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I would like to share the beginning here, hoping that like-minded book friends can read it. Once upon a time, a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a girl who was pregnant in the distant mountains that day... "The sun will bloom again, and we will stay together and never leave." Dreams are true... Dreams are true! ! ! But... The me in the dream is fake... The way of heaven... The great road... Hahaha! Haha... Hahaha! ——This great truth, I have spent my whole life, but I still can't understand it... I can't understand it! If there is an afterlife, I would rather spend a hundred years in this world in a hurry... Turn into a handful of loess... Father, mother... Children... Unfilial! ! ! ! ! ! … The new sky is established... Zi Qi comes from the east to reveal the holy image, and the new master of Xuanqiong hangs down to suppress Ziwei... The remains of the old heavenly way wrapped in the dragon's golden pillar have condensed into amber-like blood ointment in Danbi. When he leaned over, the twelve jade beads swept across the pool of chaotic crystals, and the three realms laughed out of the splashed stardust: "Look, another dog crawling up from the dragon-cutting platform!" - The world only saw the mysterious clothes on the Shenxiao Temple were like ink, but who could tell that the inside of the clothes was already stained with blood scabs? The thunder and drum outside the hall reminded the official to report: "The bones in the northern wilderness are frozen for thirty thousand miles, and the southern sea is overturning and drowning thousands of cities." He knocked on the throne of the world with his fingers, and the bronze base was startled by crows. The cracks spread under the fingers like a spider web, and in each crack lies the soul of yesterday: the lame old soldier who shielded him from the thunder at the top of Youzhou City, the shark girl who sacrificed her soul to mend the earth's veins... The injustice that brushes against her palm now is just like the blade marks that cut off the dragon veins of the old heaven. "Master Yinghuo Xing led fire from the sky to melt the snow in the northern wilderness, and ordered He Bo to move the mountains to fill the southern abyss." The oracle fell to the ground like ice, and Immortal Officer Si Chen caught a glimpse of the cold light coming from the gap between the crowns. They didn't know that the salty smell of the shark's death was surging in the throat of the new god - the "Cai Ling Ballad" sung by the shark girl when she was gouging out the beads was burning her throat bones and turning into an edict. When the divine silk sews the lips and teeth together, the fireworks that save the common people have burned away the green grass on the graves of the dead. Surveying the sky at midnight, He stands on the shore of the Milky Way. The fragments of stars shattered by the toe reflect the absurdity of the ages: by the Daze River in the far west, hungry people are fighting for the Guanyin soil; in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, night pearls are spread on the floor as a dance mat. The twenty-eight constellations star chart unfolds in Xuanxiu, and each star track is a scale that is inserted into the divine bone. The left plate is heavy with the withered bones of the dead, the right plate is floating with the delicacies of the Dragon Palace, and its spine is the trembling fixed star. "In the past, "The Wrath of Heaven" was written to scold the heaven, but now we know: It is not cruel to cut off the feet to fit the shoes, and it is benevolent to cut off the arms to defend the frontier. I cut out the blood from my heart and turned it into lacquer, and repaired the golden cup. When the world only sees the dirt on the red gate, who can see the yellow and dust-free? Ninety thousand unjust souls nailed the crowns, not because the throne is greedy for sweets, but the crickets don't know the ice, and the ants can have a moment of spring!" The strong wind suddenly rolled up the crown robe, and a strand of silver thread came out of the golden crown. The white hair was soaked with Kunlun snow foam and plunged into the sea of ​​clouds, falling straight towards the feast at the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. The ice lines in Xin Tiandao's eyes suddenly cracked - when the hair penetrated the skull of the Third Prince of Red Dragon, he tasted the astringency of Shark Girl's green blood on the tip of his tongue. "Your Majesty?" Si Yulong shook his head and held his blood-stained white hair. He used the Milky Way as a weapon to practice and roll back, and let his white hair burn into ashes in his sleeves: "The Dragon Clan of the East China Sea reduced their salary for three thousand years, and transferred to the Northern Wasteland to dig ice canals." When the feast was shocked and frozen into ice slag, he turned around and swallowed the salty heat in his throat. The soul-calming bell on the eaves of Shenxiao Palace is sonorous - it was the wind chime that hung on the dragon-slaying platform back then, and now it is gnawing at the seven emotions of the new God. "In the past, I heard the weeping dogs crying and blood-crying. Now I can fully understand it with the palm of my hand: A hundred thousand grievances build up the clouds, so that the sun and the moon cannot flow westward. You guys are scolding me for being evil, but my self-immolation heart shines in the dark. By the end of the eternal night, this body will have long since repaired the filth of the sky!" Deep in the mysterious dome, the remaining scales of the old way of heaven suddenly grew red. The red spots spread over the new master's hanging sleeves, like the immortal sword that pierced his heart three hundred years ago. He caressed the wound in the breast that never healed, and poured the divine mercury into the crack. How did the world know that every crack in the bricks of the Lingxiao Palace was filled with seven-emotion jade fragments dug out by the new God? At the third moment of Yinzheng, the soul-suppressing bell rang through the sky. In the green smoke where the white hair has been burnt, there is the shadow of a peach blossom hairpin piercing Mian Qi. He closed his eyes and accepted the virtual blade, and his spiritual thoughts swept over the frozen third prince of the Red Dragon in the Dragon Palace, passed through the northern wasteland, and finally drank the bones of the melted snow. "It is said that the way of heaven balances all things..." Golden blood seeped out from under his clothes, forming scale star-like marks on the jade steps. "The mustard seed sinks into the vast abyss, and the jade crystal blends into the soul. The black and yellow are not stingy, just like the sea, and the evenness of the millet is the work of heaven. The stars follow the ancient rules forever, how can the firefly flames be in the eternal light? It is difficult to pour down the Ying pot, and the fine dust casts the sky. Wan Hua returned to the ruins of Xuanmo, and the Grand Duke has not yet spoken. "The star track outside the palace suddenly shook, and thousands of hectares of black water suddenly poured down from the sky. But I saw the white-haired scholar coming from the mountain and river map of "Yu Gong", and the hem of plain linen clothes rolled up the pure air of Jixia Academy for three thousand years. Behind him, the bones of thousands of Confucian cultivators clanked like bamboo slips colliding, plowing the sea of ​​clouds into the ravine of the Tao Te Ching. "The new crown of Xuan Qiong listens to the advice——" The sound was like the branches of the blue sky breaking, and the twenty-eight stars and banners rolled up in confusion. An inexhaustible bamboo book flew out of the great scholar's sleeve, and the words burned through the three heavens: "Those who feed dragons feed on cud dogs! Those who drown people eat cud dogs' corpses!" "You let the evil dragons in the East Sea swallow up the fertile fields. How is it different from the black dragons in the previous dynasty who drank the blood of the common people?" The new emperor tilted his crown slightly, and saw the word "Haoran" on the old Confucian's chest as dazzling as a monument - it was none other than Xie Heng, the scholar from Jixia who co-note "Tianwu Fu" with him. When the Confucian formation rose, hundreds of thousands of green slips split the clouds into swords. Xie Heng used the bone as the marrow for his pen and ink, and caused Wenquxing to hit the frozen Third Prince Chilong in the Dragon Palace: "Heaven is unkind, I will weigh this evil for the world!" "When-" The white hair and ashes that had been hanging on Chilong's head for a long time were knocked off three inches by the awe-inspiring aura. The hand gesture of the new God's hand was condensed in his sleeves, and his mind flashed to Xie Heng when he blocked the catastrophe for him, and he also led the star to the tribulation thunder in this way. As the red dragon howled miserably, the bronze bottle of Zhenshi cracked open with star patterns. The innocent souls of the East China Sea took advantage of the Confucian formation to soar into the sky, setting off a fishy wind and crashing into the plaque of Lingxiao Palace. The New God's knuckles are turning green - if he blocks the Confucian formation at this moment, the Dragon Palace's debt will never be repaid; if he is allowed to kill the dragon, the spring of the West Sea will be cut off and dry up due to the dragon's veins. The strong wind tore through the cloud curtain, and He finally ticked off the names of 70,000 fishermen in the life book. "Xie Qing..." Tianyin ran over the broken ice of old friendship. Those who responded to Him were sleeves full of burning slips and ashes. Xie Henghe bathed in the thunder and fire, imitating Emperor Wa to mend the sky and pounce on the crack: "The scholar only understands the heart of scale elixir, why should he be afraid of the green blood splashing on the golden sword!" Nine thousand Confucian monks chanted "Heavenly Questions" in unison, and their bodies turned into peach petals and were nailed into the cracks in the way of heaven. In an instant, the filthy evil dragon's breath was washed away by the spring breeze, and the sky over the East China Sea flooded with glazed light. Danbi was trembling. The new God stood up with his crown on his head and watched the spring breeze wrap around his still-cold bones and kiss them across the frozen northern wasteland - where the peach petals melted into the snow, there was a dying old farmer struggling to sip the muddy water. The Confucian soul who had just angrily denounced the way of heaven has now become a drop of sweet rain on the lips of an ant. The sleeves were stained with blood, and the peach blossom hairpin burned the wrist bones. His divine eyes penetrated the Nine Netherworld, and saw Xie Heng's remnant soul being ground by the reincarnation disk: "What a moth flying into the flame..." Xuanxiu brushed past, and a wisp of Confucian soul quietly merged into the New Canal of Beihuang. "You laugh at the cud dog that bites its tail forever, and I see moths burning from generation to generation. Three inches of bones are heavy enough to fill the sea, but nine thousand souls are light enough to fill the sky? The spring breeze will scatter the filth eventually, and the peach petals will turn into mud and eventually become sweet. And mix the old blood of Danbi and make it into the saliva of ants to moisten their throats..." The Chief of Ceremonies suddenly presented a blood-stained jade wat - it turned out to be a remonstrance that Xie Heng threw into the mortal world in front of the palace. The new God stroked the cracked tip of the word "jackal" and suddenly pressed the wat plate on the left plate of the scale. The bronze scale beam wailed, and the originally balanced star path actually tilted three degrees toward the west sea. "Declared the decree" and covered the red lines of the god's eyes with the beaded jade: "Reduce the salary of the Donghai clan for three hundred years?" "Add the spiritual source of the spring eye of the West Sea for three hundred years?" "No..." He tore off the lining of his uniform and wrote the order in divine blood: "Yijixiaxuegong Stele Forest, Zhenxi Sea Dragon Eye." Director Xintian wrapped it around his fingertips and watched it penetrate into the divine body to make up for the unjust debt in the East China Sea. "The rotten Confucians use their words to measure the sky, and the true Confucians use their bones and blood to measure the truth." Xie Heng's question when he was a boy echoed in the depths of the Xuanqiong: "Can the one who kills the sky establish a new heaven?" At this moment, the soul-calming bell on the eaves of the Shenxiao Temple, and the rope tied to the bell were twisted by 30,000 Confucian souls.

209 重 My Eyes Are Invincible, I Will Be the Only One Forever Above the CloudEastern Fantasy4.2M WordsCompleted 9.9kReads8.2Score992Shelves

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Really beautiful. I like it very much.

210 九 Nine Sons Seize the Throne? I Have Become the First Immortal in Eternity Waist YodelerEastern Fantasy1.0M WordsCompleted 20kReads7.2Score1.3kShelves

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I recommend this book, it's super good-looking, constantly high-energy, and very enjoyable to read.

211 血 The Blood-Stained Imperial Journey Code Machine 1Eastern Fantasy3.7M WordsCompleted 64.2kReads8.8Score6.6kShelves

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This book is a traditional fantasy with high ratings. The protagonist is a prince. He encounters an unexpected encounter and begins the road to supreme success. Ye Xiao, the third prince of Daqian! He was very smart when he was young, and he was greatly favored by Ye Zhen, the current emperor of Daqian.

212 修 Cultivation of Immortality Starts from the Mine Boiled CabbageEastern Fantasy1.4M WordsCompleted 5.1kReads8.7Score393Shelves

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Come quickly! Highly recommend this book on cultivating immortality! The protagonist has no spiritual roots at the beginning, but encounters a great opportunity in the mine. After many years of leaving the sect, he unexpectedly uncovers the spirit-guiding art that has been dusted for many years, only to discover that he has spiritual roots. More importantly, there are indispensable opportunities hidden in each plot. You can't skip a chapter. The most important thing is not to be wordy or verbose [Like][Like][Already planted][Like][Like][Like][Like][Like][Already planted]

213 源 Source of Robbery Xin Zhi ShangEastern Fantasy808k WordsOngoing 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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The setting is novel, the rhythm is online, the protagonist's growth is not suspended, the writing is solid, the fighting is graphic, and the foreshadowing is well laid out. You can't stop reading it after staying up late, and the supporting characters are also stand-up. The novel goes beyond the traditional monster fighting and upgrading, and goes deeper into the free nature of why people live, as well as philosophical propositions such as revenge and protection.

214 九 Nine Heavens Dragon Backbone Jue A Clear NightEastern Fantasy479k WordsCompleted 3Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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[Top post] These two traditional fantasy books are very good to read, and I feel very happy to read them. [The God of Sparrow Food] The first Nine Heavens Dragon Backbone Jue, Lin Yuan practices the Cang Ming Jue, masters the power of the dragon clan, and directly starts a counterattack, conquering all directions along the way. In the second book, Chu Mo is hunted down by the Black Evil Sect. In a desperate situation, he obtains the ancient magic "God-killing Technique of Tianxu" and awakens the power of killing gods. He uses killing to stop killing and violence to control violence. The protagonist kills decisively.

216 尘 Chen Sword Way Fisherman of the MoonEastern Fantasy4.7M WordsOngoing 13.2kReads8.6Score1.2kShelves

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Really good

219 并 Bindi Burning Immortal Happy Divine SeaAncient Romance1.5M WordsOngoing 312Reads8.9Score173Shelves

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This book is good to read. Although the early stage is mediocre, the later stage is very exciting.

221 溟 Minggu Ji Sleeping in NankeEastern Fantasy398k WordsOngoing —Reads—Score—Shelves

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In the male protagonist Meng Cang, the respected master saw his own boyhood. At that time, he was diligent and hardworking in his cultivation, and full of longing for the future. He traveled around the world alone, wielding a sword, and singing songs while defeating enemies. His eyes were full of confidence and calmness. This article not only has a compact plot and vivid characters, but also has rich cultural connotations. It is a traditional fantasy novel worth reading.

222 灵 Ling Qi Lu Mr. Pie Is a Little HungryEastern Fantasy246k WordsOngoing 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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This is a new fantasy work. I really recommend it. Everyone is welcome to try it.

223 雷 Thunder Reflects the Light of the Sword, Ghosts and Gods Cry Don't Ask About the Spring BreezeEastern Fantasy554k WordsOngoing —Reads—Score—Shelves

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Some brothers, some, sword cultivators fighting various talents

237 魔 Demon Emperor's Butler Night OwlEastern Fantasy4.3M WordsCompleted 4kReads5.8Score448Shelves

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The male protagonist of this book is different from any I have read before. The male protagonist of this book is ambitious, powerful, and strategic. Definitely ranked No. 1 Among all the novels I have read. This book also has comics, but in my personal opinion, comics are better.

241 赤 Chiyang Sword Immortal Qiming in the EastEastern Fantasy239k WordsCompleted 21Reads—Score—Shelves

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Self-promotion, sword repair, cool writing

244 龙 Dragon Blood Teng Fantasy Feather SkyEastern Fantasy996k WordsCompleted 84Reads—Score—Shelves

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This is an Oriental fantasy novel that I have developed, it is worth reading

245 玄 Xuan Sheng Leaves in Chaos and Stars All over the SkyEastern Fantasy646k WordsOngoing 53Reads—Score—Shelves

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I wrote it myself, "Slow-burning Xianxia", but no one scolded me [laughs]

247 九 Jiuzhen Jiuyang Du CanEastern Fantasy10.6M WordsCompleted 6kReads8.7Score922Shelves

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These two are good books with nine stars. They are very passionate and have very few women holding them back. The story is bloody.

248 长 Immortal Clan: the Incense System Helps Me Achieve Enlightenment Live for Thirty YearsEastern Fantasy770k WordsOngoing 22.8kReads6.1Score2.6kShelves

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I recommend a traditional book on family cultivation. The incense system helps build a family. If you like it, you can read it carefully.

249 暗 Shadowhunter Barbecued Pork Snail NoodlesEastern Fantasy396k WordsOngoing 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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Just this one, Old Man Kai, has the shadow of Dou Po, as well as the shadow of Xian Ni and Shura Martial God. The writing is not bad!

250 退 Retired Female General Bravely Enters the World of Immortality It's the Same RegardlessFantastical Romance701k WordsOngoing 4Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Traditional Eastern fantasy, unsystematic and thoughtful, without cutting all the way to Nantianmen