Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

The author's writing style and plot can be said to be the best among Dou Po fans, but unfortunately, the original work of Dou Po is a novice, and it needs to be refreshed from time to time to maintain it. Otherwise, the dull and sparse daily life will only drag down the rhythm and vitality of the entire book. Moreover, Dou Po's audience also has such needs, so it is reasonable for this book not to be popular, but considering that this is the author's first book, it is really remarkable. It might be more appropriate if the author could speed up the plot or write a slow-burning story in the next book.

The heroine Yun Yun is fully booked and refined. Two monthly passes are given to you. Come on, come on.

Big thanks to the author! Crazy reward! The three views of the work are very upright, which shows that the author is dedicated and serious about emotions, which fulfills my ideal of Yun Yun being a couple for life. The Yun Yun described by the author is beautiful, kind, gentle and lovely, which is amazing. The chapter about the 13-year relationship made old fans burst into tears. Although it is a fanfic, Yun Yun deserves to be cherished and protected. As pure and beautiful as ever, it gives people a clean and gentle feeling independent of the article. Grateful.

Happy Lantern Festival

I suddenly had an idea. Xiao Xuan said that although there were few Dou Emperors in the ancient times of the Dou Qi Continent, it was not like the legendary realm. Logically speaking, the ancient imperial clan should have left behind the inheritance that the Origin Qi is needed to break through the Dou Emperor. However, in fact, Xiao Xuan did not Knowing this, I only guessed it after repeatedly failing to attack Dou Emperor. This obviously broke the inheritance. Also, the beasts in Dou Qi Continent in the Wilderness Ancient Territory are ferocious beasts that can never produce spiritual intelligence. There is no such thing in other places. So, can we draw a conclusion? , Dou Qi Continent was also invaded by evil tribes from outside the territory in ancient times. The Dou Emperors all died in order to kill the invading Evil Tribe Demon Emperors. Therefore, the inheritance of Dou Emperor was cut off. Many sky-high martial arts and fighting skills were also lost. After the death of the Demon Emperor and all the evil tribes, the demonic energy was sealed in the Mang. In the Ancient Ancient Territory, the beasts there were affected by this and turned into ferocious beasts. The fetuses of the plane were also severely damaged due to this catastrophe, and no new source of energy was produced, which made it impossible for future generations to break through the Dou Emperor. The Swallowing Spirit Tribe is actually an evil spirit tribe born from the combination of evil races from outside the territory and humans from the Dou Qi Continent.

To tell a joke, other protagonists sit on a mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers, use strategies to trap and kill all opponents, and finally get the treasure alone. This protagonist is awesome. He uses strategies to lure others there, and then he goes back arrogantly, and then he becomes the target of an ambush.

Not to mention anything else, you made Xiao Yan lose the three-year contract and immediately persuaded him to quit. You probably haven't seen the anime version of Three Years Dating. What Xiao Yan has been burdened with, what he has experienced, and life and death crises again and again. These are not things that Nalan Yanran can get by practicing at home. What I read about Doupo is the Three-Year Agreement. There is a reason for the poor performance of this book. (The last one is just my personal opinion. In modern society, Nalan Yanran may just hurt the Xiao family's face, but in the novel, it is an insult. Xiao Yan is not wrong in resisting!)

When I first started reading, the beginning of this book was a bit outrageous. The idea of ​​two fighting masters from the Mad Lion Mercenary Group fighting a seventh-level peak monster was also estimated that the protagonist should at least be a fighting spirit. Who gave him the courage to have an idea? This kind of thing is something that little bastards like them can get their hands on? 🙂 Let's take a look later. After all, the reviews and monthly tickets are pretty good.

(In recent days, I watched Kazuo Ishiguro's The unconsoled, and suddenly I resonated with Qinglin's experience. The bitterness and pain emerged in front of my eyes, so I wrote a short essay of 2,000 words to describe my state of mind. The author is used to using long sentences, so it will be a bit obscure when reading, and I can't read ten lines at a glance. I hope you can read it in your heart and read some sentences, and you may have a different experience)  What is childhood? If you understood the sadness and pain of childhood in advance, would you still have the courage to come? Qinglin was picked up by an old mercenary. When the old mercenary found her, the little girl who was less than two years old was dying. The old mercenary was already over seventy years old, and the people around him nicknamed him Lao Wei. Lao Wei pursued a girl when he was young, but he had no ability and had never made a name for himself in his life. As a four-star fighter, he could not compete with the young people in the group, let alone when he was young. So the girl ran away with someone, and after that, the old wilter became the old wilter. Although there is an extra mouth in the family, the old man is used to being poor. No matter how much work he does on weekdays, he can barely make ends meet. At that time, Qing Lin was not called Qing Lin, so the old guy called her little guy. When Qinglin was four years old, the old man's waist was broken, and he could not take care of himself. Qinglin took care of him, but the old man was short-lived and died in just two months. After the old guy died, no one came to visit him. Qinglin cried for two days and dug a hole for another two days to make a small shallow soil bag for him. This matter is strange to say. It is said that Lao Wei was competing with someone for a medicinal herb, which made the six-star fighter angry. However, it is still a mystery why Lao Wei, who has always been humble and submissive, was so stubborn about this medicinal herb that he had a conflict with others. Later, the identity of Qinglin's hybrid was discovered and he was accused of being a heretic. The dozens of gold coins the old guy had saved were robbed, and the dilapidated house was also taken over by beggars, leaving Qinglin to live on the streets. At first, some people saw her as pitiful and wanted to give her some charity, but once they saw the scales on her wrists, they refused to have any more contact with her. The adults' prejudice and disgust are still wrapped in a layer of indifference, and Qinglin cannot understand the self-righteous sarcasm of adults. What frightened her the most was the group of children. Hatred is a strange thing. It takes root in a group for no reason and then becomes deeply rooted. The children initially spread rumors about her, saying that the old mercenary left a treasure for her, and then they invited local gangsters to snatch it away. Qinglin was very scared at the time, because she knew they were going to take away the old mercenary's last belongings. She still remembers that the old guy once mysteriously told her that this was a treasure. The elixir on it could be refined to cure all kinds of diseases, including her snake scales. He then told her to treasure it carefully so that no one would discover it. So she cried and resisted, but only received a severe beating. In the end, the gangster found that what she was holding on to was just a piece of waste paper with only pictures of flowers and plants on it, so he cursed and walked away. It seems that the old mercenary was stupid and had little knowledge. He believed some rumors and regarded a piece of waste paper as a treasure. The children laughed wildly, picked up the prepared stones and hit her wrists, causing blood to bleed, and she ran away crying. Later, a rumor spread between them: The dragon has been coiled for three years, and the monsters dare not speak. Broomsticks, broomsticks, make monsters sick. Poor Qinglin is a four-year-old child who knows nothing and has nothing. There is no such thing as self-improvement, being neither humble nor arrogant. Facing people's denial and rejection, she only felt that she was so humble, as humble as dust. After that, Qinglin had too many fears. She didn't dare to cry loudly for fear of being even more disgusted. She did not dare to glare at the person who scolded her for fear of being beaten again. She didn't dare to go to the Snake Tribe for fear of freezing to death in the cold Tagore night. She did not dare to refute those children, fearing their endless pestering, and even more afraid of their ruthless ridicule. She didn't even dare to commit suicide. She was afraid of pain, and every way to die seemed to require struggle. She had no despair because she didn't know what hope was. During that time, Qinglin became a lonely soul, wandering in the corners of this city. The girl once wandered in the streets and hesitated in front of other people's doors, but although Shimo City was big, there was no place for a "monster". Several times when she was so hungry that she could no longer hold on, she would tighten her body, bury her head in her knees, and count down silently. When the count was almost over, she would feel an illusory excitement in her heart, thinking that there would be food at the end of three two one, but even after counting, she did not raise her head to look up. Why? Because she knew there was nothing there, Qinglin just wanted to survive this period of time. She kept repeating this trick that seemed very boring to outsiders, and finally fell asleep lightly. She knew that she would never be hungry in her dreams. This was a secret she had discovered. Life built a tower of pain in her heart, one hundred and eight thousand feet high; prejudice built a barrier around it, three thousand six hundred feet thick. Finally, the little girl discovered that humans don't like frank children. If they couldn't see the blue scales on her arms, their disgusted eyes would no longer be so compelling. So she learned to cover up the scars of fate. Some changes gradually occurred in her life, and she finally found a job - carrying clothes and water for those who lived in the big yard. Although the salary was meager and she was looked down upon by others, she still had a glimmer of hope. Although the mother-in-law in charge never said anything nice to her and often scolded and scolded her, the girl could still feel a little warmth in her sensitive heart. Her young body couldn't even lift half a bucket of water, so the old woman just let her pound clothes, and would quietly give her an extra penny at the end of the month. Qing Lin will sneak out of the city every once in a while and come back with a basket of wild fruits that are heavier than her. Most of the fruits are sour and unripe. This is her next food. She wants to save some money on this. I don't know when Qing Lin started to count her fingers and hope: After saving enough money, first buy a big wooden box to protect her from wind and rain. It doesn't need to be too big, just big enough for her to curl up in. The big one will definitely be expensive, and then... Buy a winter coat, preferably a bigger one, that way It can also be used as a quilt. If it's too expensive... A smaller one will do. If... If there is some money left, she can buy a meat bun to eat as a luxury. She can't remember how long she hasn't eaten meat. If she makes more money in the future... But before the longed-for good days began, Qing Lin fell ill. She ate unripe fruits for dozens of days and was eventually poisoned. The high fever persisted for three days and three nights. My brain was so dizzy that I couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality. My dry throat uttered unknown murmurs, and my body trembled from time to time. Feeling wronged? I feel wronged, but why can't I cry? The sky is ruthless, so the sky is never old. That winter, a cold wave from the Izumo Empire entered from the northeastern border of Gama, went all the way south, and condensed into ice over the Tagore Desert. Gama's "dry pole" encountered wind and snow that had not been seen in decades. The cold wind howled, and the bone-chilling chill seemed to freeze the iron-blue sky. Every household in Stone Desert City had their doors and windows closed, and there were more than three inches of snow in the streets and alleys. That day, a little girl huddled in the corner of the wooden box, stiff, almost unable to survive the winter. They say that childhood is carefree, full of laughter and laughter. But I don't have the courage to do it again.

The protagonist has Ice Phoenix bloodline. How about hacking the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit in the tomb of the Saint of Creation? It would be better if he could eat it himself. The Dragon Phoenix is ​​the number one divine beast in the world, so giving it to Zi Yan would be a waste.

One thing to say, this book is actually not bad, but unfortunately it deliberately imitates the writing style of Dou Po's original work, which makes it seem a bit nondescript. It looks a bit semi-ancient and quite speechless. What age is it now? If you change to a more relaxed way of writing, your results will definitely be better.

Indeed, when we went to the Warcraft Mountains, the role of the mercenary group we found was inexplicably not reflected at all, and instead led to leaks. . . Entering the cave is also a mess, and people's anti-inflammation starts from garbage and is devoured by strange fires. As a result, the protagonist is all kinds of awesome, directly competing with the emperor in terms of strength, and the plot and combat power are completely ruined. . .

Shuangwen has various strengths, and my evaluation relies on the defense. The treasures of heaven, materials and earth that all Dou Zun wanted after playing for dozens of chapters have increased by two small stages, and they are still at the small stage of the Dou Master realm.

Many fans have a common problem. They write about someone else when the main character disappears. 🤫

In terms of time, go up and collect Muchen's mother. . Why did a pagoda saint fall in love with his father (I am afraid she did something Xiao Yan did not dare to do in the Warcraft Mountain Range and picked up the corpse). . . Let's take a look at whether Muchen, the son of fate, was born to his father (still Muchen) or her mother (Tang Chen) 🤓🤓

Beautiful rhyme! ! !

It's really good, Dou Po fan, I have to say that you are the first and no one can say the second. The original plot is well connected with the original plot, and the original plot is also well written. The only shortcoming, but it is not a shortcoming, is that the update is too slow. Although there is guaranteed to be one chapter every day, it is really not enough to read.

The wry smile monster has a wry smile on its face, a wry smile secretly, and a wry smile in its heart This is the one I have seen most often

Brother, you might as well go to Wudong Shabing next door. At least there is an Ice Ancestor Talisman. You are fighting to break the ice. The only one who is strong is Lord Ice. The result is that the body will suffer from misfortune and poison the day after tomorrow. .

（）      （，，，，，！）    Yunlan Mountain towers into the clouds, and the snow-white main peak can be seen hundreds of miles away. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the ancient bluestone steps can be seen to the end, just like a ladder to the sky. Beyond the halls and buildings on the top of the mountain and through the dense forest, there is a cliff. There is a protruding black rock on the edge of the cliff, surrounded by strong wind energy. There is a curved lake ten miles southeast of Black Rock. A two-story exquisite small building is located in the east of the lake. There are green bamboos planted in the north and south. This area is the place where Yunyun retreats and practices. At this moment, the morning sun has just emerged, reflecting the soft sea of clouds more and more transparently. A young woman is leaning on the railing on the second floor, looking into the distance. The woman rarely changes out of the moon-white robe of the sect, and wears a cyan double-breasted long gown, a plain white gauze long pleated skirt, a pea green palace ribbon hanging with a jade pendant, green silk tied into a bun with clouds, her face is graceful, exuding a gentle and tranquil temperament. The breeze blows, and the hair under the woman's bun is blown up. The bamboo forest sways and rustles, as if the heaven and earth here are also shaking. This woman is Yun Yun, the young master of the Yunlan Sect. She has a peak level of cultivation as a nine-star great fighting master, and is only a hair away from breaking through to the level of fighting spirit. Yun Yun was brought to the Yunlan Sect by Master Yunshan since she was a child. She has a quiet nature and does not like to be competitive. Except for a few times of going down the mountain to experience, she rarely has the opportunity to come into contact with the world. In addition to the sect's careful training and care, it is difficult for her to understand the emotions of greed, anger, love, stupidity and resentment. Therefore, all kinds of new things and experiences arouse her curiosity, encounters will make her hesitate, and separation will make her melancholy. Although the girl is young and innocent, she is not ignorant or stupid. She knows that this continent is chaotic and disorderly, and the weak and the strong prey on the weak. If she relaxes for a moment, she will be in danger. However, the girl still has some unrealistic fantasies about life. The monotonous life of more than ten years does not feel boring to her. She does not pursue vigorous romantic poetry, and the peace and tranquility of her mind can satisfy her. Just like the girl once had the same dream, in which she was a chipmunk, the air was filled with the fragrance of grass, and the mountains and fields were full of flowers and fruits. Standing on the thick branches of the ancient tree, it can see the vast sea. When the weather is fine, it lies on the grass, watching the clear blue sky, rolling clouds, and feeling the gentle wind carrying the moist and hot breath of the earth to the vast sea; in the evening, it sits alone on a branch, watching the sunset cover the sky, the water and sky are the same color, and the setting sun leaves traces. However, after waking up from the dream, the specific image is like an antelope hanging its horns, and it is hard to find any trace. Yun Yun was lost in thought in the distance because she remembered that incident again. That day she and Tang Ling were still trapped in the valley. The moonlight was bright and the starry sky was exceptionally bright. The two of them sat by the lake roasting fish in silence. Their faces were red in the fire. In addition to the chirping of insects, only the crackling sound of burning firewood was left. Tang Ling looked up at the starry sky thoughtfully, as if he had discovered something, and then he hesitated and asked, "Miss Yun Yun, have you ever heard of the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?" "No, that's what you say." Yun Yun shook her head slightly. "Then I'll tell you." Tang Ling paused, then slowly said, "Once upon a time, there was an orphan named Cowherd. He relied on his brother and sister-in-law to make a living. After being abused by his brother and sister-in-law, he was forced to separate from the family and support himself by plowing the fields with an old cow... Their faithful love touched the magpies... Look at the Milky Way, there are three bright stars over there, the brightest of which is Vega. On the other side of the river is Altair, and in the river is the constellation that symbolizes magpies." Tang Ling pointed with his finger. "But your story is full of flaws, and your robber-like thinking is probably not just something you made up." Tang Ling replied with a smile, "I just gave a summary. Although the Cowherd stole the Weaver Girl's clothes, how do you know what happened before and after? The word love is the most difficult to figure out if you don't know where it starts and where you live." Yun Yun glanced at Tang Ling's still childish face and curled her lips.                       ，"，，，，，？" Feeling Tang Ling's threatening gaze and almost questioning tone, Yun Yun was a little at a loss for a moment, and a little aggrieved. She lowered her head and replied dully, "How can you ask such a question... Since I am the sect master, why can't I reconcile?" "What if it is the hatred of genocide?" Tang Ling's eyes were sharp. "..." Yun Yun was speechless for a long time, her mind was tangled, and her pretty face was uncertain. Tang Ling sighed softly. Tang Ling really had no right to criticize her harshly. In that situation, it would take a lot of courage and courage to make any kind of decision. Why force a girl to grow up in an instant and crush all remaining innocence and luck? She has everything in one moment and loses everything in the next moment. Why bother... If you don't have love in your heart, you naturally don't know how to cherish it. If you have love in your heart, you have to endure the pain of losing it. Yun Yun seemed to have figured out something, but she still felt as confused and unreal as when she woke up from a dream. Then she gradually came back to her senses. At this moment, the sun had completely risen, and the wind had stopped at some point. She straightened her hair and glanced at the billowing sea of ​​clouds in the distance. Yun Yun's heart suddenly calmed down, and her misty thoughts were calmed. Yun Yun stood up and walked into the attic, taking elegant steps... Ten steps later, Yun Yun quietly entered the spirit fighting realm. The sun still rises from the sea of ​​clouds every day, but Yun Yun's girlhood has ended silently. As an older Yun Yun, she has more troubles and helplessness, but deep down in her heart, a glimmer of hope is working hard to sprout. If she sees that person again in the future, she may say to him, "When I step down as the sect leader, I will go find a place. I don't remember the shape of the land there, I only remember the fragrance of the breeze. Although the life there is peaceful and even boring, I still want to introduce it to you well" ...

Nowadays, the results of conscientiously writing books to establish people and imaginary plots are not as good as those of Yellow Mouth and White Teeth, a bastard + system. The main plot collects the garbage of all the mother creatures in the book. It is really the readers who choose the author. It is not unreasonable for the starting point articles to become worse and worse. There was a martial arts book before that was similar to the author's writing style. It has been cut. I hope the author can stick to it.

I think that the fact that Xiao Yan and Lin Dong were stuck in the peak realm of the Holy Grade Heavenly Sovereign for more than two hundred years is definitely not a problem of ability, but that when the Heavenly Evil God was not born, the instinctive shadow of the Sky List was hidden and did not bother you at all.

Mr. Xu, please give me some. I'm an addict. I feel so uncomfortable every day. I feel like a cat is stuffed in my heart without even looking at me. I'm short of breath and my heart is scratching. I can't sleep in the middle of the night and I scratched every piece of skin on my body. We also know that we should quit, but we really can't bear it, Mr. Xu, I know you are soft-hearted and a kind person. Give me some help to get through this period. I will definitely quit next time, Mr. Xu~~Hey, Mr. Xu

Happy birthday to baby Yun'er! 😍😍😍

Shang Bao🐮🍺 Take a group photo as a souvenir.

I need to keep reading more 😭😭 There are not many such fantasy nowadays, but I can actually regain the original feeling after reading this book.

This Dou Po fan is the most engaging one I have ever read. I think this book is not so much a Dou Po fan as it is about writing your own story based on the background of Dou Po. Most fandoms have a strong chance to follow the path that the protagonist has walked, and you can tell what it is about at a glance. This novel has its own way, and this book will not be like other fan fictions that are mindless. One hundred chapters of Dou Ling is considered slow. There are still some shortcomings: some chapters are suspected of being watery 😃, and the fight with the mercenary group at the beginning is a bit forced. Although it is to introduce more character rich content and fights to pave the way for the follow-up, it is still acceptable. Overall, this book is okay. The author can completely construct his own worldview in the future. Although each reader likes a different heroine, the heroines in the original work are not that special. There is no need to abandon the book just because the heroine is not what the reader wants. At least this book does not have a mindless harem. Finally, I hope the author will It would be nice to keep this rhythm and increase it after the shelf. After all, people who are too slow and impatient will not be able to read it. Personally, I still like this book very much. I believe that most people who like Dou Po doujin also like the background of Dou Po. I hope the author can create more stories of your own in the context of Dou Po 😁

The author takes his time Write what is in his heart Hope it can make our original regrets 😄😄 👍

Tsk tsk, there are two more alliances today, Lao Xu has three alliances, record this result. Fighting against the Three Alliances of Fans 👍 Keep up the good work

Not bad, it's one of the top three Dou Po fanfics I've read. Come on! !