Honghuang: I Really Don't Want to Be the Emperor of Heaven

The main plot is quite good, and it is acceptable for daily entertainment, but the author's words and sentences are too modern and out-of-the-box. I always jump to the scene when I watch it. It doesn't feel like ancient times, but modern superpowers and cultivation.

The writing is mediocre, the powerful ones are all enlightened, the Three Pure Ones are the highest, and even those who create a Hongjun and put it on top of others are drunk. These authors have all been poisoned by Honghuangliu novels.

Does the author think it is humorous to use modern words to write about ancient times? In fact, it's just the opposite. The writing is deducted, it's very dramatic, and the dialogue is stupid, with a faint smell of diaosi.

Nowadays, the writing style of Honghuangliu cowhide is the mythical Daluoliu. You are still a quasi-sage, a saint, but a bit low. Daluo Jinxian cannot browse the past and future at will. How can you still call it Daluo Jinxian? At best, you are an enhanced version of the earlier Honghuangliu.

Why does my IQ drop when I meet Houtu?

Don't be too stupid when writing about prehistoric times. I feel that the way pig's feet are spoken is too low-grade! It looks very inconsistent!

On the one hand, the title of the book says that he does not want the Emperor of Heaven, but the protagonist has always cared about the Emperor of Heaven to do what the Emperor of Heaven should do. It is really both realistic and upright.

When does the author plan to have the protagonist achieve his final sermon? Did he explode after being hit again and again with his cultivation? These are all old tricks, and I hope the author won't use them. Not to mention first, at least second.

I don't know what you are changing randomly, the 12 ancestral witches are the ancestral witches, what are the 12 demon gods, and what kind of Shinto is added, what a mess. If you want to change it, change it completely. Don't just keep a prehistoric shell.

❁⃘𖤣𖥧*ﾟ.

Friends and treasures, I have made money by writing books, and I can't spend it all, I can't spend it all, I can't spend it all

I feel a little out of touch, and I often appear in dramas. I don't look like a powerful man who can cut off obsessions, but more like a common man.

I can't stand it. Is the protagonist a loser or a licker?

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Author, you have read the introduction.

Oh, I can only say that this author's writing of "Honghuang" is very low-grade. What I read about "Honghuang" is "Gao Da Shang". This book is upside down. Say goodbye and leave.

Beheading corpses is really not possible. In such a vast world, only Tao Ancestor succeeded, and other saints became saints through merit.

He was indeed poisoned to death.

Incense

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God Haotian is the oldest emperor of heaven God Haotian, also known as Emperor Tian, ​​‌ God, ‌ Emperor God, ‌ Emperor Emperor, etc., Is the god who dominates the heaven, earth and universe, ‌ is considered to be the highest supernatural god, representing heaven or equivalent to heaven. ‌In the beliefs of Chinese civilization, ‌God Haotian is the highest god, ‌is the highest god in all dynasties and Confucian beliefs. The honorific title first appeared in the Shang Dynasty, and the honorific title "Haotian God" officially appeared in the Zhou Dynasty. ‌Haotian God is surrounded by the sun, moon, ‌stars, ‌wind, rain, thunder and lightning as messengers, and ‌the gods of the five directions assist him. ‌It is precisely because of its supreme status and far-reaching historical background that ‌God Haotian is considered the oldest emperor of heaven Taiyi Taiyi first came from Qu Yuan's ‌Nine Songs‌. "Nine Songs" was written by Qu Yuan and is one of the "Chu Ci", which includes eleven poems including "Donghuang Taiyi". ‌Donghuang Taiyi, as the supreme god of heaven, first appeared in "Nine Songs"‌, symbolizing the sunrise and sun worship of Chu State As for the oldest emperor of heaven, who can compare with God Haotian?

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A childish touch, are you a primary school student?

It's awkward, there are too many dramas, the author's writing needs to be improved

I feel like I can write more about Xuanming and his generation now.

The author's writing is very good, definitely worth reading and subscribing! Recommend a book that kills decisively and has many joys. "The old man picked up rags in time and made a living by making bad movies" is hilarious...

There is a prophet in the endless Warhammer world who is preaching to his people: TA is united and endlessly believed by his people TA loves boundlessly, but ignores every individual TA personally stopped the brutal civil war that was related to the survival of the ethnic group TA left the people, but is always paying attention to the development of the people on the migration expedition in subspace TA has established a perennial supreme council of twelve members to determine the future of the race TA's best troops are a group of genetically modified warriors, and the holy number is thirteen TA is the fifth one who can fight against the four evil gods of subspace TA's believers affectionately call him... ----The Horned Rat! ! ! "The horned rat walks among us!" "Yes, Yes!" "Human thing, die, die" "Handsome rat, kill, kill" "Devil bastard, Go Go!" "Long live, long live the Great Horned Emperor!" ......... "You are disloyal!" The gray prophet Chuan Quello standing on the top of the screaming death knell shouted angrily at a rat who shouted the wrong slogan. "Please allow me to defend myself!" The rat who yelled the wrong slogan explained: "First, as a member of the Legion, I have no secrets; second, the empire..." "Boom!" An energy beam blasted him into pieces. "You are indeed disloyal." The Gray Prophet's voice came leisurely. ........ The rat who yelled the wrong slogan was resurrected in the subspace with a confused face, showing the appearance of a bard, and was very puzzled as to how he exposed his flaw. "Since the promulgation of the Anti-Ratman Awareness Act, all dissent has been suppressed and all truths have been replaced, but you actually know such ancient and secret knowledge and still say that you are not a heretic." A golden shadow in the void mocked. "I'm just a book pusher and story teller. Who knew there were so many taboos in this world." The bard spread his hands helplessly.

I'm already a eunuch. I haven't written in almost 2 months.

As the sun sets, the earth goes dark, the fires are lit, and the beer is poured, the Imperial Banquet is taking place. "I am Sigmar! The founder of the empire! The slayer of the orcs! The emperor of mankind!" Sigmar introduced himself as Gael Maraz, holding up his warhammer, and by the way told all the guests how awesome he was. "Fellow prophets, who can tell me the future destiny of the human empire! Can it suppress all races and last forever?" The muscular man asked arrogantly. The White Wolf Prophet came out first, showing the future: the empire was filled with bald priests. They had scriptures in one hand and hammers in the other. They chanted the name of Sigmar and brutally surrounded and suppressed Ulric believers. Finally, after being besieged by orcs, vampires, Norsca, and chaos demons, they burned the capital, toppled the temples, and the empire was destroyed. "Heresy! How could I do this as a devout believer in Ulric! He is clearly trying to sow discord between me and the White Wolf God." Sigma was furious and smashed the White Wolf Prophet's head with a hammer. The great necromancer stood up again, waving the bone scepter in his hand, and a future scene appeared: countless people chanted Sigma's name, holding muskets and giant swords to fight, but unfortunately, the warriors were cut down, the priests were bewitched, and the empire was destroyed. Bones and skeletons crawl out from the flesh and graves, rebuilding a world of undead and white bones. "Bastard, what meaning does a dead world have to human beings?" Sigma smashed the necromancer's bones with another hammer. The rat prophet took a step forward, and the green crystal ball in his hand showed him a completely different new world: humans and rats coexist harmoniously, and the future will be prosperous; they provoke wars and sell military disasters, but criticize normal trade; they eat chicken and shoot each other, but are killed. They say they love life; their hands are full of blood, but they claim that they are the victims; they party together on the island, but claim to be human role models who take care of loli... "This future seems pretty good. How can we realize it?" The big golden man asked humbly. "We lie, we cheat, we steal, and we also have a course to teach these. With such continuous exploration and progress, the glory of the human empire will definitely be realized." The rat prophet introduced. "The future of mankind should not be like this. In the east of the world, there is a long wall of thousands of miles to resist chaos; there men and women are equal, brave and strong; there gunpowder technology is the best in the world; there is a long-lasting culture for thousands of years. The world is so big, you might as well take a look at another possibility..." Said the bard from Cathay.

Laughter, readers are the ones who support the book, and the author himself is the one who supports the book.