Practicing Unorthodox Arts in the Early Qing

How to classify this subject? Historical fantasy flow? Xianxia history stream? Under this background, it is not enough to just reverse the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. We must at least unify the three realms! The upper level of the dispute between the Ming and Qing Dynasties was Emperor Zhenwu and the Great Shaman, and the lower level was the Lord Taishan and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

How come such a setting is placed in the history category?

To the author, the title of this book is a good one that attracted me, but there is no bright spot in Chapter 38. As far as the title is concerned, the two key points of Chuanqing and heresy are not mentioned. To Chuanqing, you have to use pig tails. Can't you use the essence and blood of pig tails to make blood incense? I don't see the heresy at all. You have to write about raising ghosts, origami people, practicing zombies, making poisons, cursing, and cultivating poisons. This is the heresy. There are also all the failures of ancient and modern methods. Yuan Mu Gong doesn't know what you think. When writing about heresy, you have to find a fundamental method that leads directly to the main road. For this person who forces the ancient and modern methods,

Seeing that the protagonist now has a soul-swallowing book of Zuo Dao, and mainly relies on the left side to fight, the plot will probably turn against the Qing. However, if the protagonist does not have a golden finger or ability to fight against the Qing, how can the protagonist fight against the Qing? At this point in time, the protagonist is basically the same as everyone else. Wait another ten years. After gaining a foothold, it is impossible for the protagonist to rebel again. Secondly, the protagonist must pay a price for cultivating the side door of the left path. What is the use of spells with high prices? They will die faster or the spells will be useless after only a few uses. Also, when making blood incense, you still use your own blood and essence? I've already cultivated my magic power, why don't I have a paper man capture a bad guy to use it up? The protagonist is not ruthless enough, but he also cultivates a bad side door. Such a protagonist is at most a powerful side door. Even if he beats ten of them, it will be useless, and the plot of fighting against the Qing Dynasty has no premise at all.

I just said that the author's name looks a bit familiar. It turns out it's you. He wrote three books here and there. I hope this one won't collapse so quickly. Come on.

Well, I took a look and asked the author, does it require my own blood essence to practice that incense? You've stabbed people to death, can't you just refine their blood essence? If you can't practice on your own, there's still a ghost next to you.

If you don't rebel if you wear it clean, thousands of people will stab you in the chrysanthemum

It would be great if the protagonist traveled to the late Qing Dynasty and had his own way.

Yanzhigou is located in Jingou Forest Farm, Mohe City. Its geographical coordinates are 122°05' to 122°34' east longitude and 53°15' to 53°22' north latitude. It is also known as "Laogou" and "Laojingou". It has been a gold mining holy land since the late Qing Dynasty. Rouge Valley is also called Laojing Valley. It is 14 kilometers long and is a tributary of the Emur River. It is famous for its gold production. Rouge Valley has a history of more than 100 years since its discovery. The sand here has been sifted dozens of times, but gold can still be found, which shows the rich gold reserves here.

As expected, he must have been cuckolded, but he didn't dare to speak out, so he could only cry silently and lower his voice with tears in his eyes. I couldn't bear my wife's conquests, so I went out alone to buy some anti-boring supplements for my dear wife. Let my wife recover as soon as possible. At this time, he even thought about his son's name. Although he was not his biological son, was blood relationship so important? After buying groceries, he went home happily. When he walked to the door of his house and saw that the lights were still on, he waited silently downstairs for a long time, because his wife would be unhappy if he went up, and he would not make her unhappy. 10 Minutes... Half an hour... Until the next day.