I recommend these books. They are very good-looking and suitable for those who like to read long fantasy novels about cultivating immortals. The first two are novels about cultivating immortals, which are really good. The last two are mind-expanding, realizing fantasy in reality and taking you on a journey of imagination.
Recommended new book: "The Calamity Furnace", respect~ps: Wait until I finish it^ Eastern Fantasy Brain Fantasy # # 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 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.
A young man in a small town receives the inheritance of Taoism and practices in his own small world (space). The old Taoist priest teaches and solves doubts. He goes to school during the day and cultivates at night. He gradually rises up. The plot is reasonable and slow-paced. It is a daily novel that is close to life. The emotions are sincere and resonate. The protagonist's life is transformed. This rhythm cannot be short.
The first book of more than 10,000,000 words on immortality cultivation: The vast universe, endless races; magnificent combat skills, ten battles across the sky. In ancient times, a single surname was ranked among the top 100; in my name, I stepped on the starry sky. The second book: Reading is to reason with others, and the purpose of practicing is to let others listen to your reasoning. The third book: If you can beat, be the god of war, if you can't beat, be the god of war.
A strange novel about cultivating immortals, with an indigenous protagonist from another world, no system, no time travel, a mortal flow - from the bottom, no special bloodline, life experience, no plug-ins
Highly recommended after overcoming the book shortage. I have read the first book several times. The longevity system is not invincible. One person, one cow and one tree (three sisters), no CP, can be a father and take care of the child. They bond with each other and grow up. They struggle to survive in the big world. Chen Xun has a resourceful strategy... The second book travels across borders and is a waste of pure cultivation in the past. It is a long road of deception and pitfalls along the way. Mengguai is extremely resourceful, how does Li Ziye counterattack... In the third book, a mortal cultivator has a single CP, and he obtains a mysterious opportunity in the Void Tower, which brings great opportunities and great dangers. How does Lu Li avoid layers of crises and reach the top... In the fourth book, the beautiful soul body is both a teacher and a friend, and he learns from the Qingyang sect's first sword cultivator, Xu Taiping, who practices physical training, sword training, and battle formations? Unparalleled fighting spirit! The first villain is actually the former senior brother? ... The fifth demon cultivator, strength is king, you are all demon cultivators, how can you be a good demon? …The next few listening books include the sixth, invincible and enjoyable novel, the seventh, system-invincible and immortal Lao Liu, the eighth, multiple female protagonists' slap-in-the-face, enjoyable novel, the ninth, traditional fantasy and funny fairy tale, the tenth, cute and sinister and enjoyable novel, and the eleventh, the heroine, Invincible. .
I have been a bookworm for 20 years, and I am particularly interested in human beings cultivating immortals. Among the books I have read so far, "The Legend of Mortals Cultivation to Immortality", "The Immortal Rebellion", "The Road to the Master of the Cultivation Sect", "The Path of the Xuanchen", "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit", and "The Peak of Green Lotus" are my favorites. I suddenly had the idea to write about the immortals in my mind, no worries and no old grandfathers, trying to show a real world of immortality in my mind. His parents died when he was young, and he was dependent on his tribe. However, when he grew up, he witnessed the death of each tribe member. He was not taken seriously by his family since he was a child, and he just wanted to live a carefree life. However, his fate made him meet the nemesis in his life. Unexpectedly, He was good at leadership, but now he had to bear the honor and disgrace of the entire family due to various encounters. Wang Xuanyi turned around, fondly forgetting the place where he grew up, and then flew away with these children without looking back... This book tells the story of a small foundation-building clan that grew into a fairy clan through the efforts of generations of clan members... The 3 million-word book has been completed, welcome to read!
I don't know about the 6,000-chapter book, but I have a 5,000-chapter book that I can recommend. This book has been completed, and it's so good! ! ! [Sending Hearts]
In the traditional immortal cultivation style, the protagonist is decisive in killing, unscrupulous in order to achieve his goal, cold-blooded, ruthless, cunning and inhumane. There is no heroine, no system, no brain-dead dark story. [Laughing awkwardly][laughing awkwardly]
✨These are all 6,000 chapters🔥powerful novels about cultivating immortals✨ 🌈①Qin Fengming, a young man from a mountain village, embarked on the path to immortality because of Zhu Guo, refined weapons and made talismans, and swept through the world of immortality. He has gone through countless dangerous situations, challenged the highest realm, and climbed up step by step from Qi gathering to Mahayana. From the magical weapons to the Mysterious Treasures of Mihuang, every one of them is exquisite. ☘️ 🌈The realm of cultivating immortals is divided into several stages such as Qi gathering, foundation building, elixir formation, infant transformation, aggregation, spiritual communication, Xuanling, Mahayana, etc., While weapons are divided from low to high into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, ancient treasures, spiritual treasures and Mihuang Xuanbao etc. ☘️
This book on cultivating immortals can directly confer the title of god, with a complete realm system, and it's very satisfying to defeat monsters and upgrade! So pretty
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