Mortal Life Begins with Marrying the Yan Family of the Mohist Family

Farewell and farewell Province: The protagonist is a native, the third level of Qi training 😥 is 50 years old, married to a widow (mortal), and has a proficiency system.

In the studio text, I put on a mortal skin, and the routines are the same. I start with low-level Qi training, and then learn the alchemy weapon array to make a living. Most of them are alchemy cultivators. There are tribulation cultivators all around. After marrying a wife and breaking through, secret realms and other things begin to appear around me. Then prices rise, make a fortune, then move to a safe place, brush up the proficiency level, and then other female partners come on the scene.

Where do mortals get spiritual sand? The lowest unit is spiritual stone. Taoist cultivators force themselves on mortals.

50 Years old, average looking. No sense of substitution

The protagonist of the fanfic is an indigenous person. If you don't rush to the street, you scold me

Isn't this just an imitation of the book about marrying a wife and cultivating an immortal? The general structure is similar, with some mortal elements added, giving it a familiar flavor.

Bad review, if you were a time traveler and passed by, you would save ordinary people. The education you received is different. If you are a native or a low-level person who has been in the world of immortality for decades, would you save ordinary people? He is still being hunted, and he is also a cultivator after all. To marry a widow is an ancient setting, not a modern one. The thinking is different. After having a golden finger, won't he marry ten or eight ordinary people to speed up the process? There are four different things about writing about indigenous people.

The protagonist is an aboriginal, and Mo Caihuan is the real time traveler. He shouts: Yan's mother. The aboriginals all call themselves "father and mother".

Laughing to death, you are still a native. The biggest poisonous point of Internet articles is as poisonous as the time traveler who does not know the plot.

I can't stand it anymore, so leave

I just read the introduction. Normally, who would marry a widow? Is it bad for teenage girls?

It can be renamed The Poor Man's Story of Immortality. Mortals can use their numbers to kill immortal cultivators. 100 Spiritual sand = 1 spiritual stone. They can also eat spiritual rice and spiritual animal meat. The protagonist has been refining Bigu Pill. The above is my personal poisonous point. I really can't stand it anymore.

Superfluous setting: Lingsha🤫

This is the first time I've seen a fan fiction written about this kind of person. I've been threatened by people in the city. I've forgotten what's inside and outside. I won't leave when it's not safe. I find countless reasons to suppress myself and seek abuse. This is the first time I've sincerely seen a fan fiction. There are still cheats. If it's not safe, then change places! If your IQ is so low that anyone can threaten you, where else would you want to be, unless you are sick? I don't believe there's any place where you can't be safe

This novel doesn't feel exciting at all, so it's just a piece of cake to read.

I feel like the books written by AI, about marrying a wife and cultivating an immortal, the key to making this thing popular are all unfinished, why are there still people imitating them?

There is a question that I have never understood: is it a failure to have indigenous protagonists in all genres, or is it a failure to have indigenous protagonists only in fan fiction?

Come and try your hand at cultivating the human body. Come on, author, and welcome to visit again!

At first, Han Li politely discussed with you a thousand-year-old elixir in exchange for the elixir recipe, but you didn't want to change it. Now they just throw it to you without discussing it with you. You gratefully agreed. I don't know what you think.

Just got it~ Do you want a eunuch?🪖

Han Paopao is the real dog, and you, the protagonist, are the dog. There is really no harm without comparison. Writing this kind of novel is so confusing that I can't write it anymore. It's so funny that you, a person with plug-ins, are not as good as an 80-year-old little green bottle.

Emmm... I can't stand it anymore

Brother, if you do it for 4 days or 5 days, you won't be able to work at full attendance after it is put on the shelves. It's 200,000 words. Please think carefully about it yourself.