My Father, Thunder Mage

I have to remind the author that Uncle Jiu's world is all about merit and cause. In the original work, Shi Jian and his son died because of wanton use of sorcery to harm people. In the end, they went against life and death and smashed the statue of the ancestor. Only then was Uncle Jiu able to find the reason to kill him. Otherwise, when you look at the ancestor, do you really think that they can kill each other?

. . . . No, why did you get into so many troubles when you came out? Find Uncle Jiu to write so much, and then all kinds of troubles will happen on the way? Are you Conan?

Originally the setting was okay, but I couldn't stand it after reading a few chapters. I felt it was too c-grade. The aura of the protagonist was added to the white text. It would have been nice if the protagonist had a bit of intelligence. However, I didn't write enough background and ability to describe it in my mind. At the beginning, there was a dragon coming out of the mountain. The protagonist's life is not that hard and he can't hold up his aura, which makes him look a bit clown...

An outsider is still qualified to interfere in other people's affairs. Ren Tingting's father's property was also taken from his father. Since he is dead, the property must be left to her uncle. You can't just marry this woman off and give the property of the Ren family to others.

This protagonist is worse than a loser. Qiu Shengwencai used magic to harm him. If you don't take revenge, just forget it. He is really a fighting waste among wastes. Stop writing books and go home and find a job in a factory.

He was poisoned to death in the first chapter, but he has changed after time travel. There is still another calamity to rob your uncle, it is so poisonous...

Awesome, after going down the mountain for a few days, I looked like a blower and I reached the Heavenly Master. I will probably jump out of the earth in a while.

What a childish thing to write, a piece of cake

I don't even feel comfortable reading this book even though I'm eating Ollie. I don't know what it's about. I suggest the author read what he wrote before publishing it.

Is this a mentally retarded protagonist? I feel like a primary school student, maybe even worse than a primary school student

Don't watch it. It's understandable that this field dwarf escaped once or twice. . The author has counted it himself. Just don't write it to death. It's just to play with intelligence. No matter where the protagonist goes, he can catch up and cause trouble, be discovered and defeated by the protagonist, and then escape from the protagonist's hands, cause trouble again, and escape again. The cycle goes back and forth. .

As long as there is no system, and the merits are reincarnated, what are you thinking about? Theirs is an era of war 😥 where people cannibalize people. Merit is just a Taoist pursuit of Uncle Jiu. Their Tao and Dharma are deficient, so they all lack one desire. Only by doing more meritorious deeds can we hope to solve the problem. There is also Lao Tzu's Tao that governs heaven and heaven governs people. Tao's law naturally summarizes that Jiu Shu's Maoshan belongs to the side-men Fulu lineage. They are all borrowed Dharma, and there is no Dharma, so they do not belong to Dharma, but to art. The technique does not require excessive merit

The author's writing style is not very good, so it's hard to read. However, the author also speaks Cantonese. The first few dozen chapters are good, at least I can read it. Later on, I don't know whether the author got excited or quoted Cantonese in large sections of dialogue. No one who writes about Hong Kong TV series dares to write like this, but you get excited when you write about zombie fan fiction.

It looks sad. Once you have passed the Celestial Master, you will become an Earth Immortal or an Immortal. The Earth Master, who is one level lower than the Celestial Master, can't stop a bullet. If you think about it this way, the level of the Republic of China is too low. You say that you are not specialized in the physical body, but your instincts have improved. Normally, it is impossible that you can't stop a bullet. After all, you are only one Celestial Master away from an immortal. It feels worse than an acquired warrior in a martial arts novel.

There's so much to do when you go out, I'll be done by the time you get there

I haven't read it yet, so I calculated with my fingers and it must be Ren Tingting. Then I calculated again and Tingting suffered again! It is indeed a toy for those who travel through the heavens

Don't waste your time with garbage in garbage.

I came to see the main character's father, King Raiden, but I was very disappointed and basically didn't show up~

The first three chapters persuade you to quit. Since you have traveled through time and know the plot, there is still a shitty calamity that you can't understand.

So few people? It must have been written by someone else. It was pretty normal before, but now it's written by a Cantonese guy. He always talks in some nonsensical Cantonese dialect. . . No wonder my grades are getting worse and worse, and such a good book title has been wasted.

The main character is a villain and should be low-key. If someone offends you, you kill that person with the same surname. If the surname is Li and Wang, will all the big names like Wang and Li be killed across the country?

"A boy from this world, a cruel dark corpse king appeared in the elf world. He sat on a luxurious toilet made of gold. He often robbed the elves on the way and asked them: Do you think I look like a human being? If the answer is yes, he will sit back on the toilet with satisfaction. If If you answer no, he will become furious and send out his minions to destroy everything. The beautiful elven world is suffering from a great crisis. Please sign a contract with us and become an invincible warrior to resist the Dark Corpse Emperor! " A cute blue bird-shaped elf in the subspace shouted. "I will give you love and tolerance!" A brown and green fat little elf said, blinking his mung bean eyes. "I will give you courage and strength!" A red elf with two horns on his head said, waving his cute little sword. "I will give you happiness and patience!" A purple elf said, swinging his crab hands and tentacles. "And I will give you wisdom and magic!" The cute blue bird-shaped elf stretched out his colorful wings and said. "Who do you want to choose for the contract?" "As a child, I can't tell, I want to try them one by one!" The bald boy said eagerly. As a result, the bald boy named Walkerma von Hindenstein gained unparalleled piety and power. His love was so strong that he claimed to be the spiritual descendant of the God-Emperor and a living saint. He even made up rumors that he was a descendant of the God-Emperor's illegitimate son... His courage was so strong that he would ride into the battlefield in a chariot, shouting spells while wielding a hammer to kill any dirty scum who dared to touch his luxurious carriage with dirty hands. His happiness is so simple. Apart from whipping himself every day, you don't know what he did to the statue of the God Emperor while hiding in his room... His wisdom is so outstanding. He reads ancient scrolls and scripture files in the Imperial Library every day, and from the treasure house of forbidden knowledge, he understands a great truth: justice will defeat evil, otherwise it will be defeated by evil. "After so many years, what is your choice?" The four elves asked in the dark. "Only children make choices, and I, the greatest gentleman in the empire, the invincible pastor, the light of civilization, the holy Archbishop Walkerma, want them all!" The bald middle-aged man stretched out his big hand and shook it tightly. As a result, his body turned into a skeleton, and he was forced to put on the Bone King's armor and the crown of witchcraft. He cut off his right hand and forcibly attached it to a bone melon. His body was repeatedly pierced inside and outside by the black tentacles ejected until it was completely wrapped. Became Nagash, the Corpse King. "What a greedy guy. I've run out of ideas. Let's find the next person to seduce." The four elves named Nurgle, Khorne, Slaanesh, and Tzeentch discussed this. "Young man from this world, a cruel dark corpse king has appeared in the elf world..." Before the cute blue bird-shaped elf finished speaking, the bard who was stopped said: "Lovely elf, do you think I look like a human being?" "Um... You do!" The bird-shaped elf seemed to have a strange association and replied tremblingly. "The answer is correct! Have you heard of Cathay? I have a long narrative poem of 600,000 words. Please give me some time and listen to my details."

"I have played with guns on the throne of Khorne, drank soup at the cauldron of Nurgle, shared spoils in the house of Tzeentch, and sold songs in front of Slaanesh's bed! This is me, the founder of the empire! The slayer of orcs! The resister of demons, the emperor of mankind, Sigmar!" Sigmar introduced himself to the banquet with his warhammer, and by the way told all the guests how bad he was. "Fellow prophets, who can tell me the future destiny of the human empire! Can it suppress all races and be glorious forever?" The muscular man asked arrogantly. The prophet of Ulric the White Wolf came out first and said: "I see that the future of the empire will be filled with bald priests. They have scriptures in one hand and hammers in the other. They chant the name of Sigmar and brutally surround and suppress Ulric believers. After the civil war, the empire was destroyed." "Heresy! As a devout believer in Ulric, I don't believe your sowing discord!" Sigma was furious and smashed the White Wolf Prophet's head with a hammer. The Great Necromancer stood up again and said: "I saw countless warriors fighting with muskets and giant swords. Soldiers were cut down, priests were bewitched, and the empire was destroyed. Only the world of undead and bones will last forever." "Bastard! Humans will never accept a dead world!" Sigma smashed the bones of the Necromancer with another hammer. The rat prophet took a step forward, and the green crystal ball in his hand projected a picture of the bliss of the world: humans and rats coexist harmoniously, and the future will be prosperous; they provoke wars and sell military disasters, but criticize normal trade; they eat chicken and shoot each other in American style, but they are called They love life; their hands are full of blood, but they claim that they are the victims; they party together on the island, but claim to be human role models who take care of Luo Li... "This future seems pretty good. How can we realize it?" The big golden man asked humbly. "We lie, we cheat, we steal, and we have a course to teach these. With such continuous exploration and progress, the glory of the human empire will surely be realized." "What a wonderful future, I really want to see it with my own eyes." Sigma sighed happily. "Yes, when the empire is about to be destroyed and the last emperor, Karl Franz, dies in battle, you can be resurrected in his body and experience it all for yourself."

Come visit me with your work "The Witcher Begins in America" ​​and thank you! Added to favorites, great imagination, and the author's writing style is very good.