The Taixu Daoist Lord Takes You Into a Magical Xuanhuan World

1 仙 Immortal Martial Emperor Six Realms, Three PathsEastern Fantasy9.4M WordsCompleted 105.2kReads5.8Score18.1kShelves

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"The Immortal Martial Emperor" and "Eternity's Gate" have the same world view, the same author, related content, different protagonists, and ups and downs of the plot. Isn't it a high-scoring and good article! "Tian Yuan" is an absolutely good fantasy article, with a novel plot and not cliche. You must read it in the book shortage! ! !

4 序 Sequence: God Eater No Brain, Just CerebellumUrban4.0M WordsOngoing 602.2kReads9.3Score60.4kShelves

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The rise of an ordinary boy? Hot-blooded? There are several books in this package. The second and fourth books are written by the same author and they are quite funny and passionate. The others are also highly rated and popular among readers.

10 天 Heaven Does Not Answer The Sound of Wind and Rain at Night,Eastern Fantasy1.7M WordsOngoing 101.7kReads9.1Score6.5kShelves

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There is no need to introduce too much about this masterpiece, the answer is found in the book

11 此 Here, Beneath the Brilliant Stars Duan Yang HermitUrban2.0M WordsCompleted 14.5kReads8.5Score1.2kShelves

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12 早 If I’d Known, You Needn’t Have Made Me Transmigrate The Writer Who DrawsEastern Fantasy2.7M WordsCompleted 23.4kReads8.8Score1.9kShelves

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These books on cultivating immortals are quite good, and I guarantee them with 3,000 hours of guarantee.

20 九 A Mortal Immortal Across the Nine Realms Dao BuyiEastern Fantasy8.1M WordsCompleted 130.1kReads5.8Score10.3kShelves

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The heart of an innocent child is rare in the world. There are many ties and troubles. Against the will of heaven, I change my destiny and practice the path of immortality. Singing and blessing all the way.

21 十 The End of Ten Days Pest Control Team MemberMystery3.2M WordsCompleted 1.8MReads9.9Score209.3kShelves

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A must-see masterpiece. O

24 辛 Xin Zu Unwilling to Work HardEastern Fantasy1.5M WordsOngoing 537Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Fantasy novel, 1 million words updated monthly! ! !

25 被 Driven to Death by Her Cultivator Mistress? I Take Up My Sword and Storm the Ninth Heaven Bian LuAncient Romance710k WordsCompleted 114.6kReads9.6Score14.4kShelves

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The main heroine fights against immortals and gods, grows up all the way, and finally achieves greatness

26 穿 Time Travel Starts from Fish Farming and Becomes an Immortal Has Always Refused to Change Despite Repeated AdmonitionsEastern Fantasy485k WordsOngoing 10Reads—Score—Shelves

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Look at this one

27 烟 Misty Rain Tower A Night of Misty RainEastern Fantasy9.3M WordsOngoing 817.9kReads9.6Score78.6kShelves

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The first book, from the beginning to now, the rating has not been lower than 9.5, Highly recommended

30 虫 The Immortal Path of the Insect Emperor The Wind Rises in Chang'anEastern Fantasy4.3M WordsOngoing 67.6kReads9.2Score7.1kShelves

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## The truth is within the grasp of my sword >I should have all five blessings and marry the man I want. >But he was skinned and deboned by the husband who cultivated immortality, and his luck was taken away. >In the Forgotten River, hundreds of ghosts gnawed at my remnant soul: "Give up, no one can climb out of this river of innocent souls." >I clung to the edge of the bank, even if my nails were broken, I would not let go. >Until the moment I glimpsed the destiny book of heaven—— >It turns out that the so-called immortal cultivators are just thieves who steal luck. >I dragged my devoured soul and sneered: "Immortal?" >"I'll kill it with mortal bones." --- The Forget River water rolled with thick ink, and the heavy death energy almost condensed into frost. That water is not water, it is the accumulated resentment and obsession that cannot be transcended over hundreds of millions of years. It is biting cold and as thick as pulp. Countless twisted souls were floating in it. They had long since lost their clear consciousness, leaving only their instincts, like hungry maggots, madly gnawing at every soul that fell into the river, tearing at the remaining painful aura. On the edge of the river bank, a pale, almost transparent hand was digging into the cold rock. The five fingers were sunken deeply, and the phalanges groaned due to excessive exertion. The nails had already cracked and curled, leaving behind black blood stains, which were instantly eroded by Wangchuan's resentment. The owner of that hand, Li Fu, still had most of his broken soul submerged in the soul-eating river. Hundreds of ghosts entangled her, and every time they bit her, it brought severe pain as her soul was torn apart inch by inch and her bones were scraped. On the shore, a vague figure squatted down, and his voice was full of curiosity and a trace of indifference: "Hey, what are you asking? There has never been a ghost that can crawl out of the Forgotten River." The figure stirred an old wooden barrel next to him, and the barrel exuded a dizzying atmosphere that could dissolve the memory. "Would you like to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup? The past is gone, clean, and give birth to a good baby, how good it is." **The past is gone? ** Li Fu raised his head suddenly. The river water covered her chin and outlined the outline of the face deep in her soul, which was so pale that there was no trace of vitality. Those eyes were horrifyingly dark, with no tears in them, only thick pain that could not be melted away by thousands of years of ice, and a stubbornness that was almost crazy. Her voice was as hoarse as an old bellows pulling: "Those who love me, those who protect me, and those who help me, all have a bad end... I was skinned and deboned, betrayed by everyone, and suffered a lot... Tell me, how do I let go? How do I... Disappear?!" That pain has long surpassed the erosion of the Forgotten River. Skinning and deboning, what kind of torture is that? The burning pain was imprinted in the depths of her soul, and every memory made her remnant tremble. However, what was even more painful was watching those who had given her warmth and a helping hand fall into the abyss one by one because of her, and died tragically in front of her eyes, their blood staining the steps. Their desperate wails pierce the bone marrow more than the ice of the River of Forgetfulness. The figure on the shore seemed to be silent for a moment. With a hint of inquiry, he slowly stretched out his finger and pointed at Li Fu's forehead. In an instant, countless broken pictures, deliberately distorted destiny trajectories, and secrets hidden deep in the destiny of heaven... Like a picture scroll that was forcibly torn apart, surged into Li Fu's broken sea of ​​​​consciousness, and also appeared in the perception of the figure on the shore. The figure let out a low sigh, which contained a hint of understanding, a hint of imperceptible pity, and a mockery of the fickleness of fate: "So that's it... Li Fu, according to your original destiny, you should be blessed with all five blessings. You should marry a man as you wish, have a loving head, a noble family, a family full of descendants, and live a long and peaceful life." "What a pity," the figure's voice became cold, "your destined husband met an 'immortal cultivator'. That man changed your husband's fate, and you... Became a sacrifice. Your luck, your blessing, you should have been Everything you own is stripped away, bit by bit, cruelly and completely! Until you die prematurely and tragically on the spot, your soul is helpless, and you are deprived of even the qualification to enter reincarnation... You can only sink into this river, and you will never be reincarnated. " Li Fu's remnant soul was shocked! Those fogs that had once been unfathomable, those betrayals and misfortunes without warning, those unexplainable "immortal fates" and "good luck" surrounding her husband Hua Yue... The answer was found instantly! Like a pale lightning tearing through the darkness, illuminating all the carefully woven lies and bloody plunder! Her hands, with cracked nails and broken finger bones, were still digging into the shore, as if it was her only fulcrum in this world. She raised her head suddenly, and in her dark pupils, the last trace of confusion was completely burned away, leaving only the pure hatred tempered by the ice of Forgotten River and the fire of hell, which was fixed in the direction of the blurry figure. Every word seemed to be honed from the depths of her soul, with the smell of rust and blood: "Huayue... Is that immortal cultivator?!" There was silence on the shore. This silence is the cruelest confirmation. "There is an immortal?!" Li Fu's voice suddenly rose in pitch, as sharp as the cry of a dying night owl. Immediately, an extremely crazy and tragic laughter that penetrated all illusions suddenly burst out from the depths of her throat! "Hahaha... That's it!" That laughter echoed crazily on the banks of the dead River of Forgetfulness, penetrating the whimpers of hundreds of ghosts, tearing apart the solidified resentment, and filled with endless ridicule and overwhelming resentment. In the laughter, there is the despair of finally seeing the chess game clearly, the hatred that consumes everything, and the determination to fight to the death! The innocent souls wrapped around her seemed to be frightened by the sudden laughter, and their gnawing movements stopped. The figures on the shore watched silently, watching the remnant soul struggling in the Lethe River, being chewed to pieces and almost no longer human-like, and watching the hatred she could not shed tears in her laughter, but was scarier than blood. The laughter gradually subsided and turned into a cold and biting whisper, as if coming from the abyss of the Nine Netherworld, with a kind of contempt that penetrated all illusions: "Immortal?" Li Fu's broken body suddenly struggled in the filthy river water! Her movements carried a ruthless ruthlessness. The remaining soul that had been chewed up by hundreds of ghosts and seemed to be completely dissipated at any time, actually dragged the countless innocent souls behind her, inch by inch, upwards! The fragments of the soul are peeling off, making a silent scream. But the burning black flame in her eyes became more and more intense, firmly locking onto the existence on the shore that glimpsed destiny. She grinned a silent sneer that could freeze Wangchuan, and every word seemed to be carved with her shattered soul: "I will cut it with mortal bones." The moment the words fell, the remaining soul burst out with its last strength, broke free from the last shackles of the river, and threw itself onto the cold bank! Behind her were the unwilling roars of countless innocent souls and the dim light that represented the essence of the soul. The remaining soul lies on the shore, like a candle in the wind, but it burns stubbornly. She raised her head with difficulty, her dark eyes piercing the eternal gray of Wangchuan, looking in the direction of the indescribable "way of heaven". **Truth? ** Li Fu's remnant soul trembled slightly in the cold wind of Wangchuan, but he gathered a decisive will to cut off everything and overturn the world. ** Is within the grasp of my sword. **

32 修 Cultivation: No Way, I Can Become Invincible by Slacking Off? Lone Salty FishEastern Fantasy601k WordsCompleted 17.3kReads8.7Score1.2kShelves

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The great road of Gou, the man among Gou

37 我 I Am Not the God of Drama Three Nine Sound DomainUrban4.0M WordsCompleted 1.7MReads9.9Score172.5kShelves

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🍅Tomato must-see masterpiece

38 太 Taixu Dao Zun Immortal Music of the Nine RealmsEastern Fantasy816k WordsOngoing 9Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The theme of mortals defying nature and changing their fate is always exciting. The more you watch it, the more exciting it becomes. The more you watch it, the more you like it.