
Immortal Destiny at Lanruo Temple
兰若仙缘
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- Completed
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- 2.0M Words
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- Cultivation
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- Mythic Cultivation
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- 1y ago
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Explore more →A Simple, Unassuming Personal Collection
A personal reading list based purely on my own tastes. I've read and enjoyed every book here. Everyone has different preferences, of course, but I hope this list helps you find some books you'll like that you haven't read yet!
My Time
I've read all these novels. The intelligence, plot, and writing are all on point.
A Reading Log for Lean Years
Relaxing with a book, passing the days with stories. A collection of quality reads to ease the long, empty hours.
My Books, Books, Books, Books, Books, Books, Books, Books
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm
Sci-Fi Fan Fiction, Mystery and Detective Fiction, Cultivation, and Sandbox Worldbuilding
I only recommend ongoing books that seem pretty good.
What My Heart Loves
First, a note: this list isn't limited to novels from the main site. It also includes female-oriented novels. I'm a woman, so please don't be surprised to see those here. These are novels I personally enjoy, with engaging plots and good writing. To me, whether they're from the main site or the female-oriented section, they're all worth reading. I especially like historical fiction, mysteries, crime investigation, historical romance, and xianxia, so most books on my list fall into those categori
The Chen Family's Little Library
Recommendations of novels I personally enjoy. Usually no big-name authors! I've already gotten tired of their books!
Different Strokes for Different Folks
All novels I'm currently following, with a wide range of tastes
Leave a Beautiful Impression Through Reading
Slender clouds weave their patterns; shooting stars carry their sorrow across the endless Milky Way, unseen. One meeting in the golden wind and jade dew is worth more than countless encounters in the mortal world. Tenderness flows like water; a promised meeting passes like a dream. How can we bear to look back at the magpie bridge as we part? If two hearts remain true for a long, long time, why must they be together every morning and every evening?
Burning Away the Years
The late emperor had not completed half his undertaking when he died midway. Now the realm is divided into three, and Yizhou is exhausted. This is truly a critical moment, when our very survival is at stake. Yet the palace guards remain diligent, and loyal men beyond the court risk their lives, because they remember the exceptional kindness of the late emperor and wish to repay it by serving Your Majesty.
The World and I Are Just One Reading List Apart
Draw close to worthy ministers and keep petty men at a distance: this is why the Former Han prospered. Draw close to petty men and keep worthy ministers at a distance: this is why the Later Han declined. Whenever the late emperor discussed this with me, he never failed to sigh with grief and indignation over Emperors Huan and Ling. The Attendants, Palace Secretaries, Chief Historians, and Military Advisers are all upright and loyal men who would die for their principles. I hope Your Majesty will
Don't Fear the Dark, These Books Are Guaranteed Great
The brocade zither has, for no reason, fifty strings; each string and bridge recalls the years of my youth. Zhuangzi's morning dream lost him among butterflies; the King of Shu entrusted his longing to the cuckoo. By the moonlit sea, pearls hold tears; in warm sunlight on the blue fields, jade gives off mist. Could this feeling be recalled only now? Even then, it had already left me bewildered.
Cold Wind and Strong Liquor
On both banks rise tall mountains, all covered in hardy trees. They climb upward along the slopes, competing to tower over one another and point straight into the sky, forming countless peaks. Springs strike the rocks with a clear, ringing sound; lovely birds call to one another in harmonious song. Cicadas sing endlessly, and apes cry out without cease. Those who soar toward the sky pause to admire the peaks and quiet their ambitions; those occupied with worldly affairs gaze into the valleys and
Eight Degrees of Lingering Warmth
The sage has no fixed teacher. Confucius studied under Tanzi, Chang Hong, Shi Xiang, and Lao Dan. Those men were not as wise as Confucius. Confucius said, “When three people walk together, one of them is sure to be my teacher.” Thus, students need not be inferior to their teachers, nor teachers superior to their students. Some hear the Way earlier than others, and each has expertise in a particular field. That is all.
Tianxin Book Pavilion
I visited Clear Spring Temple by the Qi River. The temple stands beside Lan Creek, whose waters flow west. Orchid shoots below the hill dip into the stream; the sandy path among the pines is clean and free of mud. In the evening rain, the cuckoo calls.
Gentle as a Breeze
The old immortal rode a yellow crane away; only the Yellow Crane Tower remains here. Once gone, the yellow crane never returned; for a thousand years, white clouds drifted on. On the sunny riverbank, the trees of Hanyang stand clear; fragrant grasses flourish on Parrot Island. As dusk falls, where is my hometown? The river mists fill me with sorrow.
Sweet Fairy
In the desolate lands of Ba and Chu, I have been cast aside for twenty-three years. I sing in vain of old friends and flute songs; home again, I seem like the man who returned to find the world changed. By the sunken boat, a thousand sails pass; before the ailing tree, ten thousand trees bloom in spring. Today, I hear you sing a song; let me borrow a cup of wine to lift my spirits.
Please Don't Forget This Reading List
Last night, rain was light and the wind fierce; deep sleep could not dispel the lingering wine. I asked the maid who rolled up the curtain, and she said the crabapple blossoms were just as before. “You don't know, you don't know? The leaves must be lush and the flowers sparse.”
Laughing at the Fleeting Years
I am descended from Emperor Gaoyang; my late father was named Boyong. The year began in the month of Yin, and I was born on the day of Gengyin. My father examined my birth and bestowed a fine name upon me: He named me Zhengze and gave me the courtesy name Lingjun.
I've Never Regretted It
I sighed and grieved in anguish, lamenting that my time was so ill-starred. I gathered fragrant orchids to wipe away my tears, which soaked my lapels in streams. Kneeling, I spread my robe and laid out my words; at last, my heart had found its true course. I yoked jade dragons to my phoenix carriage and, in a sudden gust of wind, ascended.
Passing Youth
I watered my horses at Xianchi, then gathered my reins at Fusang. I broke a branch from Ruomu to brush the sun, and wandered at ease for a while. I sent Wangshu ahead to lead the way, and Feilian behind to hurry after me. The phoenixes flew ahead to scout, but the Thunder Master said my party was not yet ready.
Every Book Carefully Selected
Before Shaokang took a wife, he kept the two Yao sisters of Youyu. My words are weak and my matchmaker inept; I fear the message will never get through. The age is corrupt, and the worthy are hated; people conceal beauty and praise what is vile. The inner chambers are far beyond reach, and the wise king will not awaken.
A Fading Candle Beyond the Frost
With my feelings held back, how can I bear to endure this forever? I sought sacred milfoil and bamboo slips, and bade Lingfen cast a divination for me. He said, “When two beauties are meant to be together, who would not cherish one so pure and virtuous? The nine provinces are so vast: surely there are other women besides her?”
Lost Heart, Lost Dreams, Lost Happiness
The age is dim and murky, dazzling in its confusion. Who can see my good and evil clearly? People's likes and dislikes differ, yet these partisan men are unlike any others! They wear mugwort at their waists, and say that secluded orchids are unfit to wear. They cannot even tell one plant from another. How could they recognize a precious gem?
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This is my first time writing about Xianxia. Thank you for your support. If you think it looks good, please help me to promote it. Once my grades are good, I will have the motivation to keep writing. My grades are so bad that I am heartbroken. Thank you all again, 🙏!
Added to the book list, let me tell you my feelings about reading this book. I can't say it is particularly good, but the subject matter is very good. I didn't feel anything at all when I first started reading it. It was slow to get through, but as I slowly read the back, it became obvious that it was wonderful. The behavior of the protagonist is very comfortable. The previous part To be honest, I almost turned it off. It was just this kind of feeling. After I saw the protagonist start practicing, well, the content became more comfortable and smooth. Until I saw the part where the protagonist takes the dragon-subduing stake, my senses were not particularly good. After I saw that part, I thought After a while, I came over and posted this post. My overall feeling is that it is readable and the content is not bad, but there are some flaws. I suggest that the author read it himself after finishing writing and think more about the process before getting the result. Well, then correct the typos. I can't think of others. How to write, that's it. I still hope that the author will write better and better and achieve better results. After all, I only have a limited number of books to pursue. After reading them, they will be gone. During this time, readers will read the books more carefully. After all, it's okay. Finally, I wish the author good results. Well, that's it.
It's a very nice book👍👍. Don't listen to the warnings in book reviews, they are all liars.
Please take care of the book review area. I really feel that messy book reviews affect reading and are very hard to persuade people to quit. There are some poisonous people everywhere who say they are so poisonous and so poisonous, which makes me disgusting. This book looks very good and very attractive. Except for some places where the author was too rushed and some of the protagonists acted a little peace-keeping, the rest of the story was pretty good. Come on, I hope the more you write, the better
A very good book, recommended 👍
Soul boy, eagle dog, Qingyi, Wusheng
Qi · Soul Boy "A hundred years ago, it was said that Emperor Donghua was reincarnated. When the court found out, it was afraid that this son would endanger the country of Jin Dynasty, and ordered people to hunt him down. As a result, many people died, especially some children. After searching for several years, they finally found a boy who was more than ten years old. The imperial court ordered the execution of the nine-year-old child, and when the child died, it was June Feixue. "So? What happened more than a hundred years ago has anything to do with us?" Ye Zhiqiu said nonchalantly while eating melon seeds and sitting cross-legged on the stool. "There is a news circulating recently that Emperor Zhenwu has also been reincarnated and came to the world to save the people. Now many people are looking for his reincarnation." The old man put two plates of side dishes on the table and took out a pot of wine. "He saved the common people, but he was found by the court and couldn't even save himself." Ye Zhiqiu drank a cup of wine and took a bite of side dishes. "A newborn child can't even walk... Hmm... It tastes good. If you find it, you will be easily targeted by all parties. It will take more than ten years to cultivate." "In fact, you are not just looking for people, but also looking for magic weapons." "Magic weapons!" Ye Zhiqiu's eyes lit up. "Tell me quickly, what kind of magic weapon it is." "The reincarnation of the Heavenly King will definitely be accompanied by a spiritual treasure." The old man took a sip of the wine, "When we found the reincarnated soul boy of Emperor Donghua, The child holds in his arms the legendary sword of the emperor, Chixiao, which can cut off a country's fate, and the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu carries the legendary Zhenwu soap-carved flag, which has the power to cover the sky and obscure the universe. " "Zhenwu Zaodiao Flag?" "Thrown in the air, it can block out the sky and the sun; stuck on the ground, it can stabilize the ground, water, fire, and wind; and a move against the wind can subdue monsters and ghosts. Moreover, this flag also has the ability to prevent extrapolation." "So powerful? This flag... No, where is this child?" Ye Zhiqiu almost drooled after hearing this. Well, it might be because the side dish is so delicious. "It's very likely to be in Jinhua!" The old man asserted. "Is the news reliable?" Ye Zhiqiu asked quickly. "The news... Is unreliable." I'm going! I knew this old man was unreliable. Ye Zhiqiu rolled up his sleeves and wanted to punch that old face. "So, you are going to Jinhua to have a look. If you are really in Jinhua, take the child back." The old man took another sip of wine, "Qitao and Hongxiu will help you, you can meet in Jinhua." "Okay, I understand." Ye Zhiqiu finished the last bite of the side dish, wiped his mouth, picked up the sword next to the stool and prepared to leave. "Wait a minute, be careful when you go to Jinhua. The guardian of Changsheng Temple is also in Jinhua. But don't worry too much. The scholar is going to Bayu to find the treasure left by King Yu during this period. He will pass by Jinhua and he will take care of it. Once you are discovered, you can escape without any problem." "Xiucai..." Ye Zhiqiu muttered, then turned around and said with disgust: "Can't you find a better place? Every time I come to your place, I'm afraid that the house will suddenly collapse and bury me inside. It's not like the Tsing Yi Army didn't give you money." If the food hadn't been delicious, I wouldn't have wanted to come. The old man smiled and did not answer. "Where's your Qianli Zhui? It's a very intelligent horse. Why didn't you ride it this time?" Ye Zhiqiu's face turned dark and he felt even more unhappy. "I lost the bet to someone else!" After that, he slammed the door and left. The old man smiled bitterly, shook his head, and slowly returned to the room to clear the table.
Hope is like elixir, looking back at the end of the day, you are already at the top of the clouds. If you write well, can you write more than a thousand chapters?
Go ahead and advertise, I think this one is much better than that bad guy who was praised to the sky.
Just call him Wu Sheng
"Have you heard? Marquis Wu'an has become a monk!" "As for the Prince of Killing God, can our emperor be willing to let him become a monk? I think it is to kill the donkey." "Hey, brother, you really guessed it right! My seventh aunt is next to me. The uncle of Ju's son's classmate is a real relative in the court." "How old is he?" "The sixth-grade official is two levels higher than our county magistrate." "Oh, I'm disrespectful. I'm a real relative of a sixth-grade official, so you have to be as majestic as you are." "Hey, keep a low profile, we can't cause trouble for them." "Nothing else. Say, waiter, bring me half a pound of roasted knives, and the two of them will be good at serving wine and food." After hearing this, the man said: "You are too polite, then let me tell you something that Marquis Wu An actually ordered..."