You Read Three Hundred Nursery Rhymes, and You Manifest the Tathagata's Dharma Form
一本儿歌三百首，你凝聚如来法相
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- Classical Xianxia
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You can make things up in a book, but you have to follow logic and avoid double standards. For example, if Buddha's light could drive a tiger demon a hundred miles away, then a plague of evil spirits might appear in a nearby town.
There is a kind of beauty in the absence of brainstem
If the protagonist wasn't a time traveler, but a native who didn't know how powerful he was, it would be understandable. A transmigrator with his own worldview is unaware of his own abilities. The author portrays the protagonist as someone who has mastered divine skills, yet is oblivious to his own extraordinary martial arts prowess—like Zhang Wuji and Shi Potian.
The story begins by portraying the protagonist as incredibly powerful, with his Buddha-light capable of covering dozens of miles, his walking as if he could shrink the distance between people, and his footprints capable of injuring powerful demons. However, after descending the mountain, his aura begins to decline.
I've seen a few, and they seem to be the kind of lowbrow, idiotic genre.
The protagonist has no idea just how strong he is.
Terrible, even a poorly copied version. While the other book was also problematic, this one is far worse. It's just a repetitive cycle of the protagonist feigning weakness to outsmart others, then slapping them in the face for no apparent reason. Later on, even the smallest things are dragged out for ages.
Extremely poisonous. Learn from Fahai's hatred of evil; you ignore evil deeds and are still forced into hard labor. Do you only act when someone else kills you? You're not even qualified to write 300 children's songs.
I suggest reading chapters eleven and twelve first, and then moving on to the next chapter after you get through that.
If this is supposed to be a time traveler, then it would be better to write about a native. No normal person would do what the protagonist did, paying seventy or eighty thousand taels of silver to laborers as taxes.
Want to see a fool? Then read this book.
The writing is quite novel. Once cultivation reaches perfection, a single palm strike will bring peace to the world. It feels like the people downstairs are all little black devils.
What kind of rubbish is this? You're a Buddhist, you can't just kill people randomly, and you keep dragging your feet every time you kill someone. It's terribly written.