Mythology Begins with Three Monks

The protagonist uses a Buddhist name instead of his own name.

The book is good, but I'm curious how the protagonist knew that his world consisted of three monks. Most people wouldn't make that connection so easily.

If you, a monk, are pursuing immortality, you are destined to fail. In Buddhist terms, it means you have too much attachment and haven't severed your worldly ties.

If I were to become a monk, I'd want to be a highly virtuous and accomplished one; I have absolutely no interest in cultivation-themed stories.

The protagonist's values ​​are truly baffling. He's either exorcising demons or embracing darkness, doing this one minute and that the next, always putting in a lot of effort for little reward. He doesn't seem like a normal person at all, and even calling him a selfish individual is unreliable.

The writing style still needs some polishing. It's not bad, not bad at all. A little bit toxic is part of the Buddhist practice and one's true nature, so it's not a big deal. It's enjoyable to read, which is quite unique. The female lead is the real toxicity of the monk protagonist. Who plays those love tribulations with you?

Keep up the good work, I believe in you!

It's a garbage can that holds everything, an extreme example of selfish egoism. I couldn't continue reading after a few chapters.

The protagonist is a monk; at the very least, he should be preaching, right? Preaching inevitably involves training disciples, but where do these disciples come from? What about those with poor aptitude? Should the protagonist emulate Hongjun? Laozi? They have no feelings for each other; disciples are merely tools—used when useful, discarded when not.

Young LSP, did you drop this golden book, this silver book, or this bronze book? LSP: I dropped Liu Bei, so all these yellow books are mine () 🙂