Heaven-Patrolling Demon Hunter

The novel routines nowadays are getting really disgusting. They have to write about the protagonist. The world depends on the protagonist to save it. If he doesn't save the world, it will be over. Especially when the protagonist is still a small person. I read a sentence in a book, if this world really relied on one person to save it, and if this person didn't go, it would be over, then the world would have been over long ago, and there is no loss at all. Because this is the world for everyone, not just one person!

Everything was fine up front, but I was poisoned to death when I saw that I was offered as a son-in-law to this girl named Zhong. . . You, a person who has had the evil Buddha mark on your body for less than two years, didn't you come all this way to find that temple just to survive? Just passing by to watch the fun and being caught and made into a son-in-law? You're going to stay here for another ten days and a half... You deserve to die. Moreover, this woman is also very speechless, arrogant, unreasonable, and has no emotional basis. She is looking for the protagonist to be his wife from the very beginning... I slipped away. Isn't this a typical routine from ten years ago, where the protagonist can't help but be arranged to have sex with women...

It shouldn't be too obvious whether the author received money from the monk or whether he wrote this novel to belittle the Taoist priests and praise the monks.

What is the main line? What is the protagonist's goal? Is it to cultivate oneself and bring peace to the world? Or out of sight, out of mind, living forever alone? I've read almost the latest chapter, but I still can't understand it. The imperial court does not matter, the emperor suppresses dissidents for the sake of power regardless of the overall situation, the boss of Jian Tiansi disregards everything for personal cultivation, and the protagonist is like a chess piece at the mercy of others from beginning to end. I have been plotted against many times, almost survived, and finally escaped. I went to Weizhou and saw the suffering of the people and the evil of the Tantric Buddhism. I still didn't seem to understand it and didn't know what I should do. Isn't it that all the calculations and all the dissatisfactions are due to the inability to do what others do? With the golden finger in hand, no matter what you do in the future, no matter what your goal is, whether it is the Holy Mother or a free-spirited Sanren, after so many experiences, don't you still understand that the most important thing to do now is to make good use of the golden finger to improve your strength and practice hard?

Brother, please stop writing love scenes. It's really embarrassing to watch. Two women fell in love at first sight without any foreshadowing.

To be honest, in the early stages of your book, it was enough to become a god, comparable to Lan Ke Qi Yuan, but in the middle and later stages, especially after entering Taoism, it almost seemed like it was written by two people, and it became more and more boring. I can write hundreds of chapters with just a few leftover arrangements, but I don't see any excitement at all. Also, I don't know how much the author suppresses Buddhism and worships Taoism, and crazily describes the deplorables of Buddhism. If this continues, the good book will become rotten.

It's inexplicable, the contrast between before and after is too great. In the first, he taught others not to treat the common people as ants, but in the second, he became inappropriate ants. He could only be regarded as a string of numbers without changing his face.

It was okay in the early stages, with a bit of a demon-slaying plot, but later on it was all about intrigue. Every time the protagonist's cultivation level is improved, it seems that it is not improved. The enemies faced in each realm are basically the same as those in the previous realm, just like infinite matryoshka dolls. And every time the protagonist rises up, it is only half, not the half that stops halfway. It is the kind of gun whose base is as hard as steel and the tip of the gun is as soft as mud. The fight is like smashing a plastic pipe that keeps flying out of yellow mud... (The picture is made up by my own imagination) In short, this book has been abandoned...

The writing is quite good. In the early stage, the prime minister's daughter was killed and his wife was a bit too much. The prime minister is worth less than one person and more than ten thousand people. I don't know if I haven't read it later, but I feel that it won't happen even if the dynasty is destroyed. That's it. Everything else is pretty good so far. Happy New Year.

A simple moment of preparation for battle