The Li Changsheng Series Is Gone for Good. What a Tragedy, What a Shame

252 玄 Mystical Ranking DoorEastern Fantasy982k WordsOngoing 140Reads—Score—Shelves

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New book for newcomers! Please try it! Please comment! Traditional fantasy!

255 关 A Few Things About Real Estate Just Let Me Wear That Bronze MaskUrban1.0M WordsCompleted 152Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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When an immortal falls, thousands of good books stand up, such as this one

256 无 Endless Heaven Kunsheng Is TaciturnEastern Fantasy299k WordsOngoing 15Reads8.2Score—Shelves

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[The Proud Son of Heaven + Relegation to the Immortal from the Red Dust + Starting with Love + Entering the Game with the Body] [Division of Realms: The Realm of Entering the Mysterious Realm, the Realm of Transforming Yuan, and the Realm of Qing Dynasty] Yun Xi was originally the most powerful favored son of Heaven, the leader of the younger generation of hundreds of immortal classes, and was once given the title of 'the first person of the Yun generation' by the emperor. However, even if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them. Immortal Lord Bai Yu threatened Yun Xi's true love, forcing Yun Xi to practice demonic skills, slaughter mortals, and rebel against his master. This ultimately angered hundreds of immortals, who all called on thousands of comrades to slay the demons. In exchange for a glimmer of hope for her beloved, Yun Xi was willing to fall into the Mortal Pool, violating the rules of heaven and earth, and falling into the mortal world for the rest of his life, just to find the 'her' in his memory in the vast world of mortals. … So Yun Xi became what the world calls a banished immortal. He vaguely remembered that the gate to heaven opened every year, so he simply lived in seclusion in Shiwanqingshan and lived a carefree and carefree life. He changed his name to Jiufan and waited for the day when the gate of heaven opened, so that he could return to heaven in the next year and find what he had forgotten. Memory; However, God failed to fulfill his wish. On that evening of the autumnal equinox, Jiu Fan felt compassion and had feelings for the world. He adopted a lonely baby and raised it as his own flesh and blood. From then on, he had his own relatives and his own home. He was no longer alone, he had care! ... "How many peach blossoms have fallen into the world, but no one knows that I am an immortal!" "... As for whether Jiufan will return to heaven in the end, whether he can find the love that makes him desperate for his own life in the vast world of mortals, and what kind of relationship he has with the demons, ghosts, and gods who are also in the mortal world, let's follow Yu Sheng's history book to unravel the mystery bit by bit!

264 槐 Sophora Flowers Fall All over the Shoulders of Xiaohai Ajahn KunnaModern Romance454k WordsOngoing —Reads—Score—Shelves

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6. Today's update of childhood memories, "The Sweet Sugar in Sophora Fragrance" tells the story of Xiao Hai learning to make sugar-coated haws from his grandfather. Under the old locust tree, my grandfather saw the little sea turtle craving for the neighbor's candied haws, so he took him to remove the core, boil the sugar, and skewer it. Xiaohai's hands grew from clumsy to skillful, and the sweet fragrance of candied haws mixed with the scent of locust flowers filled the courtyard. They went to early markets to sell candied haws, and grandpa often gave skewers to Chunya who couldn't afford them. Xiaohai also learned to treat others with kindness. Grandpa used the money from selling candied haws to make a new coat for Xiao Hai, and he also sewed a small yellow cloth pocket. When grandpa fell ill, Xiaohai followed his mother to the market. Chunya brought her friends to help, and regular customers also bought more to support her. Later, my grandfather tried making wild date candied haws, which was very popular. Xiaohai looked forward to wearing a new coat and going to the back slope with her grandfather and Chunya to pick wild grapes to make candied haws. In her dream, various kinds of candied haws hung under the locust tree, and the sweet fragrance spread far and wide, full of the warmth and sweetness of childhood.