Building a Great Road Is Exciting Only If You Start from a Mortal

Evaluation: There is a kind of Renaissance beauty 🙂 The author has worked hard to open a trumpet and advertise, but when I have this time, it is better to think about what is popular now. No, I cannot say what is popular now, but what kind of writing style is now. This style of writing was at least 15 years out of date at the starting point. At that time, Battle of the Sky had just begun to be serialized. If you use this routine to write, it might be okay. Now... I can only say that ideals may be very important, but you still have to eat.

Shen Nong is here, the Immortal Emperor is reborn FW flow

The update is indeed quite stable and it's finished! It won't be updated in the future, it's too stable, bro!

You are so unbelievable. You advertise everywhere and come in and finish it.

I haven't even signed a contract... The author is quite active in opening a small account to advertise 😰😰

The book is not very good. There are many reviews and advertisements. You can see them there. It is unprecedented to push and cut at the same time.

Plant a tree. Come back in 3 years. Like the glory and wealth. The house is full of children and grandchildren. Long life.

This kind of rubbish book, get out of here as soon as possible, advertising is useless

The advertisement for this book reminds me of an old friend

The first chapter of Shen Nong is so straight-forward. At first glance, I thought I had traveled 20 years ago.

I will be Shennong, everyone wait for me

This book goes back ten years, right?

What's going on, I just watched the ad and it's over?

Big Eleven becomes a girl. Big Eleven becomes a girl. Big Eleven becomes a girl. Big Eleven becomes a girl. Big Eleven becomes a girl. Big girl changes. How strange!

The Renaissance is extremely awkward. 😊🤭

I followed the small advertisement in the comment section of another book to see what happened.

If you can't even pass the signing, you can cut it!

You keep talking about Shennong, what do you mean?

It is determined by market supply and demand. Personally, I feel it is a pity. The slow pace requires using your brain, while the fast pace is a routine that will keep you entertained to the end. I have already invested and will keep following up. 😜

Well, if you have invested, it will all be in vain.

This chapter is too large and is under review. Book friends, please don't rush me and wait patiently. It is being modified.

Nice new book and seedlings. The tastes are very mixed, and you may like books from any category. When choosing new books, there is no distinction between masters and new ones. The only criterion is that they are good-looking.

I have read the latest chapter, hope to update soon 🙂

It's much better than those systematic articles. I'm still reading it. The quality is excellent. I don't know if it will be popular. I'll invest in it.

It is too deep for most people to understand. Nowadays, many people are suitable to watch some fast-paced fantasy and do not want to return to reality.

Looking forward to updating soon, I'm already addicted

How to invest? How to benefit?

In the first chapter, I felt like I was watching a low-end version of Evil God.

In the winter of 15 years ago, I was alone in the hospital with my girlfriend who was seriously ill. I fed her some soup that night and talked about a lot of things at home. At six o'clock in the morning, I found that my girlfriend was not breathing. I immediately called the doctor to rescue her. I hoped that after the doctor rescued my girlfriend, I could see her mother one last time. At this time, her mother was on her way to raise money for her, but no matter what method she used, there was no way to save her. She was afraid that her aunt would be sad and kept her from coming to the hospital. But how could a single-parent family keep hiding it? When I brought my girlfriend home from the hospital, my aunt came back from the outside and cried with grief and pain. Her cries hit my heart again and again. I know that the person she can rely on in this world has left, and it is more uncomfortable than the sky falling! I had arranged my girlfriend's funeral arrangements, and I had to leave. I needed to start a new life. In the next two months, my aunt called me occasionally. Every time, I could feel her haggardness and anxiety. One was work, and the other was the concerns of my girlfriend on her deathbed. I knew that bringing my aunt by my side might make her feel more at ease, so I drove more than a thousand kilometers back to her city. When my aunt saw me, she held my hand tightly and had endless words to say. From then on, I took my aunt with me. During this period, I met my lover and got married. We have always treated my aunt like a family member. Now it is the anniversary of my aunt's passing. In fact, I want to say something to my ex-girlfriend. The night before you left, you told me to take good care of my aunt. I have fulfilled your wish and I have completed the tasks you arranged. May their mother and daughter never get sick again and everything be well in heaven!

It takes one day to go to elementary school, one week to junior high school, one month to go to high school, half a year to go to college, one year to go to work, and one life to go. What kind of end point is worthy of this journey of wandering! Ten years of flute and a hundred years of flute, one erhu breaks the waist. Thousands of years of pipa and ten thousand years of zither, only the guitar moves the universe. I don't recognize the guitar sound when I first hear it, but when I hear it again I feel like I'm in the music. A guitar playing breaks the soul, recalling the past on the road to hell. Po Meng could forget this life and become a destined person again in the next life. The quiet, ethereal and melodious melody makes people think a lot. Those who composed the music used their brains, those who played the music used their hearts, those who listened to the music used their emotions, and those who told the story shed tears. I am not afraid that the music is too good, but I am afraid that the music will enter my heart and keep my thoughts flowing! In this life, there is so much sadness and so much inability to control oneself! If you can control your emotions, what's the use of your heart. If the mind can control itself, why bother to be moved? If love can be controlled, why bother with heartache. In the world of love, no one can move freely. The highest state of love is: I love you, you can do whatever you want. If the heart is not bitter, how can it feel. If the heart doesn't hurt, why be sad? If the heart is not sad, there will be no tears. But who doesn't drink until he vomits and loves his lover until he cries? Porridge in the morning can only fill the stomach, but wine in the late night can fill the heart. But porridge in the morning is better than wine at night, and those who lie to you will say it better than those who love you. If you can't wait for the morning porridge, fill it up with late-night wine. Since you are already a person in the song. Why bother listening to the music again? The person in the song has already woken up from the dream, so why bother looking for the person in the dream again. I don't want to be the one in the song anymore, but the more I listen to it, the more I fall in love with it…