Nine Heavens Immortal Clan

I've read 2 of your books! It feels like you won't finish it in the end! It's all a mess! There are many immortals and many supreme beings! Isn't it great that Dongtian finally returns to help the world, but suddenly it turns upside down! Upgrading the world requires devouring resources (other worlds). It is normal for the laws of the universe to be devoured if they are weak! You can write about this world where immortals compete and cooperate more for the sake of the world.

It's very well written~ (Oh, of course I've only read the beginning now)

Can anyone explain the realm of spiritual practice in detail? I remember the author said that spiritual practice is divided into three flowers. The first flower (qi training, foundation building, golden lotus planting), the second flower (opening Tianmen, Xiantai Earth Immortal,), the third flower (above the Earth Immortal...)? Can the author elaborate on the realm behind it? Every time it is above the earthly immortal, it is in the clouds and mist...

I started a new book before and read it, and then I kept reading it. Every time I read the comment section, I thought that the male protagonist was a person and I didn't want to read it. It's not a family story, but I can still read it. You wrote a family story and there was no heroine. I was speechless. You could marry someone without writing about her. But when I thought of a eunuch who was a member of the family, I couldn't read it.

The author, I think the writing is really good.

The writing is very unappealing. At the beginning, the protagonist, a qi-training monk, was involved in the struggle between the five major forces, which made me confused. Moreover, the description of the protagonist in the first dozen chapters is not clear at all. My understanding of the protagonist is very vague and not attractive at all. The first dozen or so chapters contain mostly textual narratives, but the worldview, cultivation system, and surrounding environment are not well described. Not to mention the three golden chapters, I have no idea what the author is writing in even the dozens of chapters.

The writing is too outrageous, the Riddler always pretends to be sophisticated, and he doesn't even think about the realm and plot behind it?

After watching it for so long To be honest, there are actually several reasons why your performance is not improving First: Your early stage is too bland, there are no explosive points, and the plot is actually a bit vague, difficult to guess, and some things cannot be judged Then: The world view is very spread out and very comfortable, but when changing the map, it has been boring recently, and the transition is not smooth enough, giving people a bit stiff feeling Then: There are some calculated plots in the early stage that make people a little unclear, which will lead to reading Those who quit around the first 200 to 300, or at a lower threshold, may be because some people keep watching because of the suspense, but it takes time for the curtain to open, and they may not have the patience to wait emmmm, and the writing is actually good, but your portrayal of Jiang and Xuan is actually a bit stiff, which makes some characters look not full enough (I personally think these two are a bit stiff) There are so many details, I am taking a look 😰😰

On Qingming Festival, many elders of the Zhang family gathered together. "Clan Chief, I'm afraid this year's Qingming Festival will be unusual." A clan elder spoke up and looked at Zhang Shenling. Zhang Shenling's eyes were filled with sorrow as he looked out of the attic. Just as everyone was waiting for Zhang Shenling to speak, another clan elder spoke up. "Those golden lotuses that remained after the destruction of the millions of mountain forces continued to pour into Yunmeng Ze. Those outsiders who came from nowhere have magical powers and powerful strength. They are just searching for something, not competing for resources. They want to They must have enough resources. These are the second ones. They either have no affiliated forces or no top combat power, and both sides have their own arrogance. One has been growing golden lotus for a long time, and the other comes from a big power, so it is impossible for them to come together. The main thing is the ghosts in the Yin Division. The speed of cultivation and proliferation of ghosts is simply frightening. The time recorded in the files was not so scary. In just a few years, the number of ghosts in the Foundation Establishment Realm has reached a level that is even greater than that of our family. "It's really hard for me to imagine what will happen in a few years." Zhang Shenling retracted his distant gaze and hid his worries. His eyes showed unparalleled tenacity as he looked at many clan elders. "Boy Qing is back, bringing a spiritual peach tree from Thirty-Three Heavens, and told me something. This incident should not only affect the nearby area, but also involve distant lands. Those remote places may be just smoke and dust under this crisis, just like us." Zhang Shenling's words were like a knife piercing the hearts of many clan elders. A clan elder who was about to reach the end of his life stretched out his trembling hand and said with disbelief: "Does that mean that our outward layout is of no use?" Zhang Shenling walked up to the clan elder and gently put down the clan elder's hand. His eyes were hot and he stared at the clan elder's withered face. "The Zhang family will not fall here. Fire can restrain the ghosts of the underworld, not to mention the fairy fire of our Zhang family. This is a test for Yun Mengze, an opportunity for Yun Mengze, and an opportunity and test for our Zhang family." The clan elder looked at the firm and hot Zhang Shenling and lit up the flames, with a trace of trust on his face. He touched Zhang Shenling with his hot, burning palms: "I won't live long, and I won't be able to leave anything behind. But the opportunity I got back then will allow me to leave a seed for the family after my death. I hope the family can use this to have another golden lotus." He is gradually getting younger, and the flames are burning stronger and stronger. He is getting younger and younger, and his skin is getting whiter and tenderer, but his cultivation is also declining step by step. In the end, he turned into a feather and a pile of smoke. The strong wind howled suddenly, and feathers and smoke flew up. Zhang Shenling reached out to hold the feather, and felt that it contained not only the power of the clan elder, but also a majestic fire spiritual power. "Is that so?" He looked at the pile of flying ashes, with a smile on his face and tears streaming from his eyes. The next moment, Zhang Shenling transformed into a heavenly general, and his whole body was covered in flames. The fire-attributed spiritual power spread in all directions. All the clan elders and foundation builders present also released their spiritual power and spread in all directions. Countless Zhang family members entered a state that only appeared during battle, and countless flames were burning. A large number of casual cultivators and people who could see the Zhang family from a distance all noticed something strange about the Zhang family. "When the wind blows during the Qingming Festival, ride the wind up to fight against the winds of the Nine Heavens." Zhang Qing looked at it from a distance and muttered incomprehensible words. "We are waiting to see the clan elders off!" A sound came from Zhang Shenling's mouth, and it made a sound like waves. Countless Zhang family members were chanting and roaring. The fire was so dazzling that it burned half of the sky in Yunmengze red. People from the Shui family, Jinlan Sect, and Zhao family looked at it from a distance, wondering what they were thinking. "Is it Qingming?"{"TopicId":"861615271172767744","TopicName":"The wind is rising for Qingming"}

"Aqing, stop playing! Get ready to eat!" Zhang Qing's eldest brother looked at Zhang Qing who was playing in the mud, put his hands around his mouth, made a trumpet shape, and shouted at Zhang Qing who was playing in the mud. Zhang Qing heard the words, turned the mud horse around, and then galloped towards his elder brother. When he heard that he was eating, his grin widened even more, leaving his friends beside him. The mud horse galloped in the mud, just like the immortal cultivators splitting the airflow in front of them and traveling against the wind. The mud horse also split the mud in contact with the floor below it, and Zhang Qingfei also kicked his white and tender feet. Reaching the edge of the mudflat, Zhang Qing turned sharply like a young man on horseback. The mud flew higher than the short dirt road and splashed on Brother Zhang Qing's shoes. The originally pure white shoes were stained with brown and black mud, making Brother Zhang Qing feel angry and funny. He picked up Zhang Qing's clothes, lifted Zhang Qing's whole body, and motioned to the servants behind him to clean up the mud on his lower body. The servants behind him hurriedly caught up with towels, and gently wiped off the mud under Zhang Qing's rolled-up trousers legs and feet with a wet towel, only daring to do so in certain places. Then they put Zhang Qing's shoes and socks on and put down his rolled-up trousers. Seeing that Zhang Qing was finally a lot cleaner, his eldest brother nodded slightly, picked up a towel and leaned over to wipe the mud stains on his shoes. He squatted on the ground and handed the towel back to the servant next to him, and then patted Zhang Qing's butt. "Let's go home for dinner. Don't push me next time. Don't play again in a few days. The immortals of the family are coming soon. By then, we have to serve the whole city. "Children's spirit testing." Zhang Qing's childish hand held his elder brother's strong hand, and he jumped on the road with flying dust. Zhang Qing took a bite of the flying dust, and then he calmed down. Brother Zhang Qing raised the corners of his mouth, but he still pretended to be serious and gave Zhang Qing another slap on his butt. Zhang Qing pouted and looked away, but still held his elder brother's hand and even used a little strength. Children's stubbornness is always temporary. Soon after, Zhang Qing held his eldest brother's hand with one hand and tugged on the corner of his clothes with the other and asked: "Brother, what are you having for lunch? I'm a little hungry." The eldest brother was free. He flicked Zhang Qing's little head with his hand and said with a smile: "Are you hungry? If you are hungry, go home early for dinner next time. As for what to eat? Guess, I won't tell you anyway." "Humph." The irritated child held his head away with a puff of air in his mouth. ... "Aqing, Qingmeng, it's time to eat!" In the middle of the mud, a young man in red robes was speeding through the muddy swamp with his niece. The two of them were laughing, their faces and clothes were stained with mud. "Qingmeng, let's go eat." "Okay! Second uncle, I'm going to eat well today. Can you let me eat candied haws? Dad always tells me to pay attention to my teeth and not to eat them." "Of course!" After landing ashore, Zhang Qing used his spiritual power to clean the bodies and clothes of the two of them. Zhang Qingmeng held Zhang Qing's hand and walked jumping up and down. "Do you still remember? You ate a mouthful of dust when you were like this." Brother Zhang Qing looked at his younger brother and daughter chattering, and after a long silence, he finally said. Zhang Qing was stunned. He remembered that it was a few days before he left home. "Remember." "Qing Meng is leaving too, right?" "Yes." "If not. If it's okay, let's play for a few more days. " "Okay! " {"TopicId":"880918936614076416","TopicName":"Children's Heart Protection Association"}

Under the scorching sun is a decaying and dead land. This wilderness has long lost most of its original nutrients. Although it is not yellow sand, this land is not far away from becoming a desert. All the vitality of this land was taken away by the Shenying Temple's formation hundreds of years ago, and was used to supply their practice and help their leader open the gate of heaven. The man staggered on the land. He was an ordinary Qi-training monk. His family always said that if the Divine Eagle Temple had not extracted the vitality and the family's ability matched his talent, he should have a glimmer of hope to become a golden lotus planter. But now, the family cannot even support a few foundations, so they can only fight with those casual cultivators for resources. He was tired, and it was difficult for him to walk step by step. He took out the storage bag that he grabbed, dug out some recovery pills, and found a slightly hidden place to check out this harvest. "The spiritual material that breaks through the foundation building!" The man's eyes were full of surprise, revealing that he originally thought that he might be stuck in practicing Qi, but he didn't expect to have such a harvest. Thinking of the pursuit and resistance he suffered in order to grab this storage bag, he finally understood why those people insisted on chasing him. The moment he meditated, endless vitality and aura came from the center of this land. The tired eyes that had just been closed opened again in an instant. He stood up and looked in the direction of the Divine Eagle Temple in disbelief. In the distance, with the spiritual energy and vitality rushing towards him, there was endless vitality. The verdant green was just a dot at first, and then turned into a long line. As time passed, the green line became longer and longer in his eyes, until the green was paved, from in front of him to behind him. Just when he was shocked, there was a sound under his feet. He quickly took two steps back and saw a sapling growing out of the place where he had just stood. Then it quickly grew taller and thicker until the tree required him to look up. "With this hope, the great formation of the Divine Eagle Temple is broken? How is it possible!" After the joy, he fell into deep thought. He could not believe that in the land controlled by the Divine Eagle Temple, there were people or monsters that even the Divine Eagle Temple could not stop. To name a place after a temple, one can imagine who he is in this world of immortality. However, after thinking about it, he shook his head helplessly, and a trace of ridicule appeared on his face. So what, this made no difference to him as a current Qi practitioner. Both sides had the ability to crush him to death like he crushed an ant to death. Returning to the family, the head of the family summoned several members of the family who were expected to make a breakthrough and gave each of them a piece of foundation building material. "Go ahead, the Shenying Temple's formation has been destroyed. No one knows if there will be any accidents. The family will pour resources into those of you who successfully break through." He did not refuse. One more foundation-building item would be enough to increase his foundation-building success rate, and also allow him to quickly stabilize his cultivation level. The moment he came out of the quiet room, there happened to be a spring breeze blowing by. Unlike the harsh yellow sand wind before, this wind was very gentle and made him feel comfortable. The momentum of foundation building spread out, and then countless waiting tribesmen congratulated him. The hearty laughter of the head of the family, the congratulations of the clansmen, and the compliments of the clansmen who usually looked down on him but failed to break through made him feel comfortable. Just like that, in the greenery, he faced the wind, walked out of the crowd, walked outside, and enjoyed the spring breeze. Under the land that is almost entirely covered with yellow sand, the Eagle Temple is now bursting with endless vitality! Whether it is soil, objects, or people. {"TopicId":"849251015949418496","TopicName":"The infinite possibilities of spring"}

The operation officer said that after completing the 50th floor, write a thousand-word fanfic (four articles have been completed) {"NickName":"Zhezixi","UserId":371063236}

Hello everyone, I would like to recommend a book that is also popular in the family, the kind that takes effort for several generations. If you are interested, you can read 😃 Xuanjian Xianzu

It's better than most fairy tale novels nowadays. Family stories are difficult to write, but there is still a market for them if they are well written! Come on!

Will this book have a female protagonist? I didn't like the subject matter of the last book and stopped reading it after reading dozens of them. The Dongtian book is the first family novel I've read.

Ling Shang came from a vain death and traveled throughout the world. In every place we visited, Buddhists were left behind to practice Taoism without any regard for it. They were bound by Yin law and magic, iron chains were used as whips, and oxen and horses were made for the refugees to drive. Feng Shengxing held an iron chain in his hand and hit a Buddhist monk. The iron chain directly hit the Buddhist monk's flesh and blood. The Buddhist monk's golden blood splashed and dripped onto this land. The land where the seeds have just been sown sprouts and grows instantly. The seedlings that grow are green, grow rapidly, and have many strange features. "You immortals are really strange." Feng Shengxing drove the Buddhist monks like cattle and horses, and then he was amazed, and the awe towards the immortals was no longer in his eyes. There are Buddhist cultivators walking from afar. Their fight with the Taoist court in other places has ended. Every step they take, the fresh vitality on the ground is instantly deprived of them. This is the suffering of all living beings. A Taoist cultivator slowly fell from the sky. The Buddhist cultivator competing with them had already turned into a bunch of loess. Every step they took, the fresh vitality on the ground grew again. This is a blessing from the Heavenly Official. The two sides were fighting over this. Seeing that their brothers and sisters were imprisoned in mortal hands, they naturally took action. Feng Shengxing's face showed panic again, and his eyes contained hope for life. The Buddhist cultivator with scars on his back remained calm and recited Amitabha. In the next moment, Feng Shengxing turned into withered bones and then into yellow sand. Amitabha. More than 20,000 people died in fear, and then the two sides launched a new fight here. As soon as Ling Shang finished dealing with the situation, the joy rising in his heart was instantly extinguished. At the gate of the City of Wasted Death, Feng Shengxing's wailing appeared. A scream rang out from the ghost's mouth. The Yinsi ghosts who cultivated Dao Yi all wanted to overthrow the world. The death of this little mortal in this world actually made this ghost complain. He hurried towards the City of Fu Shi, and the iron chains of the underworld restrained this man who was only forty but already extremely old. "You bastard in this world, how did you die? How dare you die!" "The ancestor wanted food for food, food for food, and he gave you the practitioner as a farming tool, why did you die!" "Zombie , say it!" Feng Shengxing felt the iron chains on his body and said in fear: "We were killed by the newly arrived immortals. When they saw that we were driving the immortals, they untied us and killed us." As he said this, Feng Shengxing was about to cover his face with tears. But there was no sign of Ling Shang in front of him. Ling Shang appeared at the place where Feng Shengxing died, watching the Taoist cultivators continuously force the Buddhist cultivators back, giving the land supreme prosperity. The golden body of Buddhism was forced out, and the Taoist cultivators were retreating steadily. The Daoting talismans were thrown out as if they were free of money, forcing the Buddhist cultivators to retreat again. "All living beings are Buddhas" Countless dead people turned into Buddha soldiers and stood up. "Sprinkling the beans becomes an army" Countless beans were sprinkled on the corpse, and then they competed with Buddhism for control of the corpse. "You bastards! It's you who have killed so many mortals! Die for me!" Following Ling Shang's curses, huge mountain ghosts appeared. They chewed up the Buddhist and Taoist cultivators like small shrimps and then swallowed them into their stomachs. "Zebab! Chapsuey!" Ling Shang cursed angrily, and then rushed towards another place. Not long after, another group of refugees fled here, and then there were Buddhist and Taoist monks fighting here. "Zombie!" Ling Shang's voice appeared at the same time in Wusi City and the human world. {"TopicId":"1034764555052122112","TopicName":"The summer is long and I play abstraction"}

Zhang Qing walked on the bluestone with his small steps. He got rid of the shackles of his servant and took off his shoes and socks regardless of his servant's dissuasion. In the villa, the young child stepped on the bluestone of the manor outside the city with his bare white feet, jumping and jumping. The servants behind him looked anxious. If the young master was sick, they would be punished as servants, but if the young master was unhappy, they would also be punished. This put them in a dilemma. "Master, you'd better put on your shoes, otherwise you'll feel bad if you get cold." A maid with decent appearance held Zhang Qing's small shoes in her hand and followed Zhang Qing in small steps, with a hint of eagerness and concern in her expression. Zhang Qing just ran forward happily, and bumped into a young man at the corner. He was wearing red clothes that symbolized the direct lineage of the Zhang family. Zhang Qing's father and brother were following behind him humbly. "Ouch, it hurts." Zhang Qing ran into him head-on, but unexpectedly he was knocked down by the force of the recoil. He couldn't help but get up and rub his butt, shouting in pain. Shanshan, the maid who had just followed behind her, arrived late. She saw her master, and she didn't know how to deal with him at this moment. "Old, Master." The maid was so frightened that she couldn't finish her words. She had to lower her head and lower her eyebrows, and then the hand that was holding the shoe in front of her became even tighter. Zhang Qing's father frowned, and then told Zhang Qing to take back his shoes and socks and put them on. He waved his hand to let the maid go down. The maid couldn't help but be overjoyed at this moment, but she just walked away quickly. It wasn't until she was far away that she started breathing heavily, and her chest heaved slightly. "Okay, Ah Qing, this is a family cultivator from Chihu. Please bow and let the family immortal test your qualifications to see if you are qualified to become an immortal cultivator." Zhang Qing's father pointed to Zhang Qing's etiquette as he spoke, and he couldn't help but emphasize the word "salute". Zhang Qing bowed respectfully. He knew that it was completely stupid for him to make trouble in front of his father, and he shouted crisply: "Zhang Qing, a descendant of the Zhang family, pays homage to the family immortal." "No need to be polite." The young master was also modest, and used his spiritual power to slowly lift Zhang Qing's waist as he bent to salute. He carefully took out his storage bag. This bag was obtained from the spiritual stones that he had saved for a long time. He cherished it even more than the robe that symbolized the direct lineage of the Zhang family. He took out something to test the spiritual roots, and then extrapolated some spiritual power, and asked Zhang Qing to put his hand on it. When it showed some light, he couldn't help but be surprised. This time, he followed another clan brother to test the spirits of a mortal city controlled by another family, but he didn't see much. He met one here, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised and happy. "From now on, just call me clan brother." The clan brother said kindly to Zhang Qing, then looked at Zhang Qing and continued. "Do you want to become an immortal?" Looking at Zhang Qing's eyes filled with light, the clan brother did not hide it, the flames suddenly appeared, and the sudden heat and light caused Zhang Qing's father and brother behind him to step back. The clan brother snapped his fingers and extinguished all the flames, then squatted down and rubbed Zhang Qing's face. "Do you want to?" "Yes!" "Then I will take you to practice immortality after I finish testing this city." "Okay!" As a child, he did not notice the sadness and envy in his father and brother's eyes. He could only see the raised corners of their mouths and happy tones, and he only felt their joy. After withdrawing from his thoughts, Zhang Qing hugged his niece, who had just been found to have spiritual roots, and placed it on his neck. "Let's go, my second uncle will take you to buy candied haws, and you will have enough to eat today!" The fan in the little girl's hand whirred at Zhang Qing's forward speed, blowing away the sadness, blowing away the past, and blowing away the long relationship between her and her. The distance between home and what greeted her was a cruel world where her childlike innocence was gone. He wanted her to keep that immature childlike innocence. Even if one day she would be the same as him, with only occasional memories left, she still wanted to let this immaturity bury the child's part in her heart. "I am still the young boy I was before!" Shaking his head, Zhang Qing stopped thinking about these things and focused on playing with his niece, whom he had not seen for a long time. {"TopicId":"880918936614076416","TopicName":"Children's Heart Protection Association"}

The author is not strong enough in writing but has to pretend to be profound. The sense of fragmentation and depression is too heavy. When I saw the published chapters, I fell out of the trap, but the author's idea is very good. I am waiting for the author to sharpen his writing strength and start a new book. I still have expectations for the next one. As for this one, I fell out of the trap 😴

No, the heroine doesn't even want to watch it. He also said that if you are an immortal clan, you should continue the family lineage. Like the protagonist, who has been single for ten thousand years, all of them are immortal. Is it possible to keep mortal spiritual roots for cultivation?

"Boy Qing, do you want to go back to a mortal's home?" A clan elder looked at Zhang Qing in disbelief. Seeing Zhang Qing bowing his hands and saying yes, the clan elder in front of him sighed, "Forget it, you can go back. After you go back this time, you will probably understand the reason why we don't let you go back to your secular home." After saying that, the clan elder took out a piece of paper from the storage ring and wrote down his name and Zhang Qing's name. This piece of paper was Zhang Qing's guide for visiting relatives. "You must remember the route home. If you don't remember, it's okay. There will be elders or people in the clan who have been home to lead you back." The clan elder muttered a few words, then waved his hand and asked Zhang Qing to leave. Zhang Qing bent down and handed over his hands, leaving the clan elder. "Hey, boy Qing, I hope this mortal New Year can make you sober up. Ever since you got spiritual roots, you and your relatives have become strangers." The clan elder murmured as he watched Zhang Qing gradually walk away. "Elder of the clan, let me arrange a way to visit relatives." A voice woke up the clan elder who was in a daze. The clan elder looked at the expectant but immature face and couldn't help but sigh heavily, took out the road guide and wrote his name. "Immortals are different, young people, don't make the mistake of yourselves." After a few days of journey, Zhang Qing bid farewell to the clan leader who led the team, and walked alone in the direction of his home. He completely re-entered this world where work begins at sunrise and rests at sunset. Zhang Qing stood in front of his house and gently pressed the newer wooden door with two fingers. "Have the doors been replaced? It would be great if there was a cultivator in this family." Zhang Qing smiled, imagining the scene after opening the door. A rough farmer opened the door. The years have left some scars, and the man who is obviously not old has some gray hair due to fatigue. Seeing his eldest brother stunned, Zhang Qing shouted, "Brother, I am Xiao Qing." The farmer finally came back to his senses, "Oh, Qing, come on, come in, I will call my parents." A woman came out and looked at the red face in front of her. The man in clothes asked, "Is this Ah Qing?" Zhang Qing looked at the plainly dressed person in front of him and shouted, "Sister-in-law." "Oh, Ah Qing, hurry up, come home." It was obviously a happy scene, but Zhang Qing felt a little anxious and uneasy. At this time, Zhang Qing's parents came out of the house. They couldn't help but feel a little happy when they saw Zhang Qing, and they pulled Zhang Qing towards the back room. This was the scene in Zhang Qing's imagination, but the atmosphere was different. He felt very uncomfortable with this feeling of fear greater than joy. "Ah Qing, look, our home is not a wealthy one. We only have some ordinary rice, which is certainly not as rich as the place in Immortal Lake. See if you can make do with it." The politeness and uneasiness in his words made Zhang Qing feel inexplicably irritable. "No, mother, I brought spiritual rice back. You go and steam it. You can also eat it. It has many benefits for your body." Mother Zhang felt a little panic. She even He hurriedly said, "Ah Qing, we mortals may not be able to enjoy this. In this case, I will steam the rice for you while you wait here." Then Mother Zhang took the spiritual rice into the kitchen and burned it with firewood. After hearing the words "we mortals", Zhang Qing's eyes flashed with loneliness. He didn't understand why this happened. They were all family members, so why did he become like this after becoming an immortal cultivator. "Then I'll hang up the lanterns and post the couplets." Zhang Qing forced a smile, looked at his brother-in-law and father, and said softly. After turning around, the smile on Zhang Qing's face disappeared. He was regretting why he came back. At this moment, Zhang Qing's eldest brother called out to Zhang Qing, causing Zhang Qing, who wanted to go out of the room to work and calm down for a while, to turn around, "Aqing, wait." Seeing the hesitation in his eldest brother's eyes, Zhang Qing knew that the barrier of identity made the family relationship become weaker and weaker. Zhang Qing squeezed out a smile, "What's wrong, brother?" The elder brother's eyes evaded, and he finally exhaled and said, "Aqing, I want you to take Qingmeng away. I think it would be better for her to follow you." "Qing Meng?" Zhang Qing was a little confused, but suddenly understood who the elder brother was referring to, "My little niece?" Seeing the elder brother nodding and calling Qing Meng, Zhang Qing understood something. His niece should have spiritual roots, but the elder brother was not worried about the monks from the family. "Qingmeng, hurry up, call your second uncle." Seeing his sister-in-law urging the lively girl, Zhang Qing waved his hand, and his sister-in-law immediately closed her mouth. Looking at the naughty girl, she called him "Second Uncle" and then came over to hug his little feet. Zhang Qing felt extremely comfortable for a moment. This was the atmosphere he longed to return home for the New Year. Zhang Qing held Qingmeng with both hands, lifted Zhang Qingmeng high, and walked around outside, making the little girl giggle. After turning around for a while, Zhang Qing suddenly thought of pasting the couplet and placed Qing Meng flatly in front of him. "Qing Meng, my second uncle still wants to post the couplets. How about you post the couplets while my second uncle holds you up?" Post couplets. " In this way, the sun set at the bottom, sunset and dusk reached the sky full of stars. After eating a delicious meal, Zhang Qing used his cultivation to cast spells, bringing endless joy to the little girl. It was late at night, and the neighbors gradually extinguished their fires. Zhang Qing's eldest brother also wanted to call Qing Meng to go to bed, but he did not dare to call. "Qing Meng, it's time to go to bed!" Seeing his elder brother who wanted to tell Qing Meng to go to bed but hesitated, Zhang Qing stopped his performance and spoke softly. The little girl pouted, "Okay, second uncle, you must give me a performance tomorrow." Zhang Qing smiled happily, "Okay, second uncle promises you that I will play with you until a few days after the new year. Then, second uncle I will take you to the Immortal Lake and let you learn the magic of immortality! " "Okay!" Qing Meng's cheers fell in Zhang Qing's ears, but he felt a little uncomfortable. He knew that in a few years, Qing Meng would experience the same feeling as him when he returned home. "This year has been really hard." After everyone fell asleep, a few tears fell from the corners of Zhang Qing's eyes while he was meditating on the rooftop. He remembered the words of the clan elder, "I believe you will understand the difference between immortals and mortals. This is why we don't want you to go back." {"TopicId":"83304 2723669540864","TopicName":"New Year's greeting award"}

I couldn't understand it from the beginning. All kinds of clouds and mountains are shrouded in mist. There must be at least a general framework, whether it's a realm or a map. It's too painful to read this kind of pretentious writing.

The heroine question My previous question to a certain reader was that I would not answer it because the author has never written about a heroine before, and I asked the author about the choice of heroine in a question. It was based on my personal judgment. At present, I have asked the author that the author will not consider the female protagonist issue in the short term. I will post the specific answer to this question below in the form of a screenshot of the chat. Of course, the absence of a female protagonist does not mean that there is no woman, so in this article, if the protagonist has a woman, she will be considered the heroine. If I have any changes in my thoughts in the future, I will tell you in the comment area as soon as possible. After all, everyone doesn't like to watch the genre change, from no heroine to one, from single heroine to multiple heroines. For some readers, it may be like being fed something indescribable. So, if there are any changes, I will try my best to tell you these things in advance, so that you can choose in advance whether to delete the book or not, so as not to disgust everyone. Update issues In fact, updates are not too infrequent in the new book period, 6,000 words per day, while other books are generally 4,000 words per day in the new book period. Normally, there are three chapters a day, which is 2,000 words per chapter. Today, on 1.16, There are only two chapters, but the number of words is still 6,000 words. The issue of book maintenance My other assistant and I have actually emphasized this issue many times. I hope everyone can read it. If you really want to keep the book, please put the book to the latest chapter and play it for 30 seconds. A reader asked me whether I am the author's trumpet It's simple, no. The author is currently a part-time book writer, like many authors. I am currently an ordinary college student. Story Development Issues The story as a whole will advance in the way that the family advances, rather than taking the family to heaven after the protagonist gets something or reaches a certain level of cultivation. (I have asked the author about this, otherwise there is no need to have too many characters in the front, which will make people forget.) (That's pretty much the current questions. If you have any questions, you can continue to ask me downstairs. I will try my best to answer them. If I can't answer them, I will ask the author. The answer time is uncertain. After replying to you once, I will organize your questions and answers into this building.)

Pretending to be mysterious, writing something incomprehensible, it might have become popular long ago if you tell people what to say, but it's a pity that it's so mysterious that it doesn't tell what people say.

"She is sleeping inside. She has decayed and aged. This is the only way to see Jiang Baiyi." "Baiyi, I have been waiting for you for forty years, but unfortunately you still haven't come back, so I planted a peach tree and thought it was me. When you see this line, the peach tree It should be big, hee." "This is the word engraved on the front of the tombstone in front of the crystal coffin." "Bai Yi, I know you will come back. There is a letter in the wasteland we once reclaimed. Give the letter to your current Taoist companion." This is the word engraved on the back of the tombstone. "I don't know what to call you, and I don't know what kind of person you are or what your cultivation level is. But I hope that you are a person who only loves the world all his life. I believe you are such a person." "First of all, congratulations on meeting such an excellent Taoist companion. Maybe you will make me envious and jealous in your life, but there must be no hatred. I only have requests and demands." "I have been waiting for three times. Eighteen years, eleven months and five days, I don't have much time left, so I have something to say to you." "Baiyi is a very determined person, and he will stick to it as long as he sets his mind to it. He has never said his goal, but in fact, I know that he just wants to live forever." "He may ignore your feelings sometimes, but when he thinks about it, everything will happen. Everything will be fine. You need to understand him and tolerate him unconditionally. I don't do this well. He doesn't often tell me what's in his heart. I hope you can do it." "Bai Yi has been injured and often coughs on rainy days. You should always remind him to drink more of the secret recipe I prepared on rainy days to keep him in a good mood. If necessary, you can instill vitality into him, but you must be very careful." Having said that, I have to apologize to you first. Maybe because of my relationship, Bai Yi may not be able to completely forget the past and the pain caused by my departure for a long time in the future. Please give him a little more time, and you will definitely be able to create more new memories in the rest of your life!" "As a person who once loved him as much as you do, I sincerely wish you all!" This is the content of the letter. "When Jiang Baiyi saw this line, he remembered that he had met a Taoist companion when he was struggling, and they shared hardships, life and death with each other." "Later, he got the fairy sword embryo. He was afraid of being robbed, so he didn't tell anyone. He just found an excuse to go to sea and never returned." "The woman thought he was really going to sea. Wait. Forty years of his life were wasted like this." "When Jiang Baiyi saw this line, his already shaken heart towards the Tao collapsed on the spot." "He began to travel around the continents like crazy, looking for masters, and even came to find a way to delay his life." "In that forbidden place, Thousands of thunders roared, and the mist rolled. " " A mist came, and in an instant, a figure standing proudly in the sky was faintly visible. " "So what if you kill the golden lotus with the foundation sword, and what if the golden lotus practices immortality? If you stop me today, you will die here like the golden lotus you killed back then." "Da Yan. Don't be ashamed! Jiang Baiyi, you are just in the foundation building realm, you dare to talk to me like this, you are really ignorant!" "Golden light appeared in the boundless fog, and a golden light penetrated the fog and shot towards the figure in the sky. The fog was almost dyed golden, which was shocking..." The storyteller folded his fan and tapped it on his hand. "Dear readers, today's story ends here. Well, we will see you tomorrow." The storyteller was about to walk out of the tavern. "Wait, what happened to Jiang Baiyi in the end?" Yun Shanhe said at the end. The storyteller smiled mockingly to himself and shouted: "Dead!"

As for this, please stop being a slut and read it. After all, for new books, whether they can be highly recommended depends entirely on the reading data. If I can achieve relatively good results in the new book period, I will contact the author to see if I can update it quickly or for a long time. If you really want to be a bitch, I would also like to trouble you book friends to click on the latest chapter of the book and stay there for thirty seconds. This will not only provide the author with a follow-up reading, but you will also be able to enjoy reading it later. Thank you very much!

I just discovered this book. Have you read it? Can you give me a fair review?

It took me a while to understand the first three chapters, which are not difficult to understand, but I still lack the ability. Just like most protagonists, the highest IQ is almost the same as the author. The author's imagination and plot structure cannot write a protagonist with such an IQ. The plot feels like that right now, I don't feel like I want to watch it, and there are a lot of weird and unreasonable things in the plot right now. .

Oh, Niubi, two more chapters, hang in there.

Why is the protagonist called Zhang Qing? Doesn't he have seniority? What is the family hierarchy and what is the cultivation system like? Everyone else has seniority, why doesn't the protagonist?

Very appetizing, please update soon