
I Killed Pigs to Practice Taoism in Dajin
我在大晋杀猪修道
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 701k Words
- Genre
- Cultivation
- Audience
- Male
- Subgenre
- Fantasy Cultivation
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- Qidian
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OK? I. How do I say this? I'd better find something I like to watch. The threshold for this is a bit high for me. Goodbye
The story and setting are okay, but the writing is not.
Some words about——this book
I am clumsily building a cold branch, and I am in the eyes of all the kings, and I am extremely frightened. The Pengmen of Pu Ben are of poor quality, with the talent as thin as a cicada's wing, and the ink as shallow as an autumn pond. I am often afraid that the hills and valleys in my chest are not enough for you to lie down and swim. However, every time I think about Ziqi's broken harp and Yi'an's gambling book, I feel that the words promise to have a soul, and I should find a close friend to appreciate them together. ———————— It is true that I know that writing is like autumn leaves, and its quality is like loose sand. Even though it has many shortcomings, there is still one stubborn thought. Occasionally, I received one or two sparks of reflection from you, and my greed became even more overwhelming - I wanted to beg you for mercy and grant me the power of the Diao (follow-up reading). ———————— Although I am stupid, I am still willing to imitate Jingwei's ambition to fill the sea with wood and inherit Nuwa's sincerity in refining stones to mend the sky. In the past, people said, "You gave me peaches and repaid me with Qiong Yao." Now I am bold: If you can continue to add new charcoal (follow-up reading), I will definitely write a disease book to repay the friendship of warming wine on a snowy night! —————————— Up to this point in writing, my eyes are filled with tears and I don't know what to say. May you all not laugh at the jackdaw's clumsy pen, but temporarily borrow the spring breeze to appreciate the paper kite. The poem says: "Half an acre of the ink field is desolate, but I am lucky to have a close friend to irrigate the jade pulp. If a green clam pierces the paper, I dare to teach the bald pen to regenerate the fragrance." —————————— I hope you can help me, don't let it be buried in my belly... I will work hard to write it well and not let down the people I love. I also hope that everyone who likes it can help me! 🥺
The plot is so sluggish, almost 50 chapters have been saved and there is still a big lump, disgusting
Pig's feet are so damn stupid, as boring as a pig.
It can be seen from the character description that it is quite good. If it is written like this, it must be against the imperial court. In my impression, the Night Watchmen are all serving the people and improving themselves. But in the current situation, I can't see any reason to protect these pickled things. But it is also true that the protagonist is weak now. I hope to speed up the pace. If it does not go against the general trend, it can protect relatives and friends as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too uncomfortable.
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There are too many private goods, it's too boring, and they always talk nonsense.
It's okay, there are some shortcomings, but it's not as exaggerated as the reviews say, keep it up.