The Sun God Left My Body, I Am Cultivating Immortality in the Steam Age

According to Taoism, if the protagonist can pass down the Taoism in another world, it will be a great achievement, and he will also be a big shot after ascending.

Ha! I finally used AI to come up with one that I'm quite satisfied with!

Wow, 👀The subject matter is very attractive to me. There are too few words. I'm afraid of the heroine 😐

I just communicated with a group of friends and suddenly found a somewhat embarrassing question At the beginning of the book, the environment of the factory is described, followed immediately by the description of the window knocker Due to my arrogance and prejudice, I think that the window knocker should be a matter of historical common sense, so I did not give any more explanations for the profession of the window knocker Here I explain all the window knockers Readers who read this book sincerely apologize and sincerely invite readers to refute common sense issues in this book The following is the definition of window knocker Window knocker: Window knocker was popular in England in the 19th century because clocks and watches at that time were rare and expensive and beyond the reach of ordinary people. However, due to the development of more precise time management during the Industrial Revolution, such a profession emerged. The task of the window knocker is to wake up the employer at a fixed time every morning by knocking on the glass of the employer. They will use a long pole or a blowpipe to blow out beans and hit the window to make a sound. Window knockers have not existed for a long time and are almost a profession unique to the Industrial Revolution.

The plot is very good. I like it very much. The concept is also quite clever. But I didn't want to read it when I started accepting apprentices. Now is not the time to accept apprentices.

[Advantages] 1. The subject matter is novel: I have read less of this type of article, and it is relatively new to me. If you have not read the related subject matter, you can give it a try. It can kill time but is not nutritious. You can read it when you empty your mind. 2. Rich background: The plot has certain ideas, and you can see that the author wants to make progress. [Disadvantages] 1. Improper details: places that require details are simply skipped. There are a lot of useless details. 2. Sleepwalking in writing: Excessive self-introduction, writing whatever comes to mind. Che Luolun's words are somewhat repetitive, so that to a certain extent, there is a fight between left and right.

The title introduction is quite attractive.

More than 400 chapters have passed, and the male protagonist is almost invincible. Why don't you help him solve the problems in the capital? It feels a bit weird to write this kind of ups and downs for the sake of plot development. Is the Taoist teaching useless? Very strange

Damn it, it took me so long to read the latest chapter, but I ended up finishing it first...

If you have any beautiful flowers, plants, mountains, rivers, you can post them in this post!

If you are tired of reading, take a look at the scenery

After reading a few chapters, I feel pretty good. I would like to ask, will the names be unified later, or will they continue to be divided into two names: Chen Qing and Luo Lin? It feels awkward to have a Chinese name in a Western fantasy novel. Also, the protagonist's ability has always been to use the power system of cultivating immortals. He knows that his power system is not adapted to the local environment, so he has no choice but to continue to use it. Or will he learn the local power system, add his original abilities, and find a new path? Can Shen Nong reply to me? Thank you 🙂

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After reading the chapter of the Abnormal Mother Goddess, the main character's development path is currently to recover his strength and ascend again, and then deal with the abnormal events in the investigation bureau.

This book is quite satisfying so far. It reminds me of Daomen Invasion.

Many gods in the Taoist scriptures are transformed from Yuan Qi. The protagonist can completely re-understand the different worlds, anchor the names of gods, and restart the canonization of gods.

The overall readability of the story is pretty good, but the problem is that the division of combat power and personal growth in the early stage are a bit confusing, which makes the story and growth in the early stage a bit broken. It gradually gets better later, but you need to pay attention to the problem of you not having a god, because in principle this is a bug in the system. If you are writing system texts, it is okay. If you are writing a story with a normal flow, you need to solve this bug well here, rationalize it, and not stray outside the entire story system. In this way, the integrity of the story will be much better. Also, preaching will make the story very grand and the relationships between the characters very complicated, so you need to handle it carefully.

The gold crown medal looks like this. The silver crown and the bronze crown are just different colors

Schneider's Report

Empty Tombstone

I prefer this type. I had a good book called "Taoist Invasion" before. How about this one?

Dust to dust, dust to dust (Part 5)

Extra Chapter: Ashes to Dust, Dust to Earth (1) "This is already the third floor. There is actually a downward passage." "This was originally part of the secret escape tunnel connected to Tashmon Palace and used by the royal family. Later, it was mixed with the entire sewer system and became such a complex structure, Naji." Attis said while drawing a simple diagram on her notepad. Beside, a skeleton helped her hold an oil lamp. "Go down or go back the way you came, you decide." She closed the notepad and stuffed it back into the small bag. "How many floors down do you think? Artis." Mina Hill asked, looking at the dark passage in front of her. A foul-smelling turbid liquid flowed beneath their feet. "You don't know, but we have gone quite a distance. I estimate that there may be two to three floors below." Atis thought for a moment and then answered. I have to say that she is relatively serious when working. "Let's go back, Artis. This is bigger than we thought. If we continue to go deeper, some bad things may happen." "You are right, Naji." Artis said as she took out the pocket watch from another pocket. There was an obvious dent in the metal case of the pocket watch. On the dial, there were not moving hands, but three running stars, which represented hours, minutes and seconds from the inside to the outside. "It is already a quarter past seven, and we have been marching for about three hours. What may be worse is that at first, the depth of the water was even with the soles of the shoes, but now it has reached the ankles, and the flow rate of the water has increased. I didn't bring a level, but I think this should be because the rain outside is heavier, not because the ground is tilted." "Langdu hasn't had such heavy rain in many years. At least not in my memory." Naji said. "Let's go, it will take three hours to return. I don't remember any place to rest on the way, and I think the water may become deeper when we go back." ………… …… It was already a quarter past eleven in the evening when they returned to the cellar. This took longer than Etis expected. Edith just plopped down and sat down on the dusty wooden floor of the cellar, then quickly took off her socks and shoes that were covered in mud and other strange disgusting things, and threw them away. Mina Hill had to be more reserved. At least she didn't throw away her shoes and socks directly. Edith's little feet that had been soaked in water were slightly white, and her toenails were still painted with white nail polish. However, the skin on the soles of her feet was wrinkled due to being soaked in water for a long time. Fortunately, thanks to the protection of her shoes and socks, there was no so-called disgusting stuff stuck between her toes. "We feel like we have just come back from swimming in a septic tank. Even if we die, we don't want to go there again." "There is a hot bath in the house, we have to take a bath." Mina Hill said as she opened the trap door of the cellar and came to the ground floor of the house. It was just as empty as when they left, with no light at all. Dense raindrops hit the window, like a drum beat. Occasional lightning would illuminate the swinging house, and the wind would leak out from the cracks in the windows, like the sound of whimpering. "The rain has gotten heavier." Etis walked barefoot to the window. "Our family has never seen such heavy rain... It's like the end of the world." "This is not normal." Mina Hill whispered. "It seems to be affected by something abnormal." Artis added. She paused for a moment, and then said: "Let's go and clean ourselves up first." The whole house is very big, but since "that incident" happened, no one has lived here anymore, so now only Artis and Mina Hill are left. The skeleton awakened by Atis worked as a laborer and heated hot water for the two of them. Why are capitalists so bad? Even after people die, they have to be pulled up to work. Two people were soaking in the bathtub together - this bathtub is big enough, and it is estimated that two more people can squeeze in it. "Artis, do you have any clues?" Mina Hill asked. "No, this house is really clean, there is nothing left... And... Investigations are not the responsibility of our investigators." Artis seemed too lazy to move, just letting her body float on the water. "That's because the General Administration suspects that there may be an abnormal item in a certain location behind this murder." Mina Hill explained. "Then they should respond earlier. It has been two months since this happened. If it were earlier, we could simply shake the person up and ask him what happened. Now this place is so clean that not even a spirit can be found. We thought that the cellar might lead to something. But now it seems that he leads to too many places - even Tashmon Palace. By the way... Naji, did you bring a change of clothes?" "Uh, no. But there should be a change of clothes in the house. After that incident, no one has touched the things in the house." For a moment, she completely immersed her hair in the water. "I have imagined many situations, such as hidden compartments, attics, and secret rooms, but nothing happened." "You really have read too many detective novels." Artis paused. "Speaking of novels, have you heard of Hermann Ram's Pocket Watch?" "I haven't read that one, Artis." "Well, if Hermann Ram's pocket watch is set, it can make people commit a perfect crime - but the cost is that the more times it is used, the more serious the obsessive-compulsive disorder will be." "Do you really believe in the perfect crime?" "No, I don't believe it." Artis stood up from the bathtub. "I've washed it." She paused before continuing: "The perfect crime itself is a clue to Hermann Ram's pocket watch. This makes the perfect crime no longer perfect." As she said this, Artis wrapped herself in a bathrobe. "After you finish washing, let's go to the living room and look through the files again." "Okay." Mina Hill agreed, but she whispered softly, "Why do I have a vague feeling that the rain is related to this case." "Then just treat it as if it is indeed related." Ai Tisi tied up her silver-gray hair. "Some people have special talents. They have some vague premonitions that are a priori, just like a sixth sense." The firelight of the fireplace danced, stretching Attis's shadow very long. The storm outside the window didn't show any sign of stopping. From time to time, lightning would illuminate the vacant living room. The skeleton awakened by Atis put on a straight butler's suit and acted as a waiter. Seeing Mina Sil coming, the skeleton waiter served her black tea. Mina Hill was originally a little... Afraid of skeletons, ghosts and other things. But after staying with Atis for a long time, I no longer felt anything. "Let's sort through the files. There are still some 'gains' from the six-hour trip to the sewers, such as the stinking smell." Hmm... She didn't jump up or do anything strange at the first moment, nor did she say something strange as soon as she opened her mouth. She was still working.

I saw more than 160 chapters. A new map has just been opened. When did it start to be awesome? I want to skip to read 😥

Extra chapter: Ashes to ashes, soil to earth (2) Mina Hill took the ginger tea from the skeleton waiter's hand, and then said thank you habitually. Atis is an expert in dealing with dead people, in every sense of the word. Although she is very out-of-the-box most of the time, she is still quite reliable when it comes to serious matters. "This morning... Well, it should be considered yesterday." Edith glanced at her pocket watch. The three running stars pointed at about one-thirty midnight. "We arrived at the Baron's mansion. I want to think about... What the old director said... 'We believe that there is something strange about the Baron's death. It may be some kind of unknown... Anomaly that we don't know. Bring Schneider with us.' Well, that's about it." Artis actually imitated the dry voice of the old director. "So... Why do you have to bring our family here? I always feel like... You think we are in the way, and then find a way to send us away. Or you just hope that we find something here." "I can't rule out this possibility. However, I think it's not me who is in the way, but you, Artis. But what's more interesting is that although this place is almost five kilometers away from Langdu, it is still connected to Langdu's sewer system." Mina Hill said. "Huh? Are we in the way?" Artis paused, "Well, that doesn't matter, this is essentially a conjecture without evidence. But the problem is, this place is too clean, there is nothing. Even the blood foam in the cracks of the floor has been wiped clean, as if we are really afraid that we will find something from here." "After the death of the Baron family, the inheritance of this house was in the hands of Miss Hecate Roy. They are distant relatives, but Miss Hecate has never been here." "Hecate... The notorious liar?" "That means you call the royal astrologer a liar. I know you don't believe in this kind of thing, but please maintain the necessary respect in front of them, Artis." Mina Hill said as she handed the tea cup to the skeleton waiter, who deftly filled Mina Hill with tea. "To be honest, Naji, the work this time is nonsense. The records from the General Police Department were lost - it was only two months ago, and it was only one month after the investigation was announced. The most important part of the file was lost in just one month. Isn't that nonsense? It is full of the smell of conspiracy. The one that can provide us with the greatest help now is actually a tabloid report." As she said this, Artis opened her notebook, then took out the briefing contained in it and put it on the table. "Baron Albert's family was confirmed to have been murdered at their home on April 26th... Including Baron Albert himself, his wife, son and daughter. The baron himself, who was originally considered to be the murderer, was found in the southern section of the Langdu River estuary on the 24th. The baron's hands were tied behind his back and he was drowned..." "The baron's wife and children were all killed by an unknown weapon. Although I don't know what it was, the doctor in charge of the autopsy told me that the thing was probably dirty." Mina Hill said. "The body was discovered by the maid hired by the baron. The waiters in this house were not around at the time of the crime. The baron was preparing for a wedding anniversary trip and gave all the servants a day off. By the way, how will the funeral be handled after that? Naji." Attis said, and the skeleton waiter brought two sandwiches. "There is still some flour stored in the cellar. Fortunately, although no one has taken care of it for two months, it has not become moldy at all. But unfortunately, there is no lettuce or cabbage available. However, there are two large crates of tin-sealed cans in the baron's basement. I asked the skeletons to bake bread... Well, we don't have yeast, so this is basically... Pancakes? Let's make do with it." Artis explained. "Thank you, Artis. Such unattended funerals are usually the responsibility of people from the Death Cult. They will probably be buried in the church cemetery under the jurisdiction of the Death Cult." Mina Hill took the sandwich from the skeleton waiter's tray, and then handed one to Artis. "We have an idea." Artis took a bite of the sandwich and then began to chew. Her cheeks bulged like a squirrel. "Why don't we just ask them in person - it's much better than us running around here." "What are you going to do? Artis." "Zhan Ka Ring Lv Su Soul." Artis chewed the sandwich while making an indistinct sound - she always did this as long as it was not a formal occasion. Logically speaking, ladies should not talk while eating. "Swallow the thing before you speak! I can't hear you clearly!" Mina Hill said. "Oh... Woo! Ash! Ash! Give me some ash!" Artis choked and made a sound of unknown meaning. Mina Hill hurriedly handed her the ginger tea, and Artis took a sip, then sprayed it all over the floor... She probably got burned. But at least the small amount of tea she drank helped her swallow the stuff she choked on, but it caused her to retch. Seeing this, the skeleton waiter immediately came over to serve his master. Soon, it swept the floor clean, and then tidied the table that was messed up by Artis. After struggling for a long time, Atis finally came to her senses. "I'm sorry, Naji, I'm just kidding." "I told you several times before that I either choked or choked when I was eating or speaking. Okay, let's not talk about that, what were you going to say just now?" "We are going to dig the grave." "Huh? Are you crazy? That is the territory of the death sect, and they will not allow you to disturb the sleep of the deceased." "We don't think so, sleep. ? It's too early, can they sleep at this age? Not to mention that there are still grievances to be stated. I think we can talk to them, but please note that my method can only ask the deceased three questions - it can't be asked if it is burned to ashes. " "Okay, we can try to persuade the gravekeeper - but! Artis is not allowed to dig up other people's graves without permission!" "Okay, okay, but I think we should probably go to bed. The rain will probably stop for a while, so let's borrow the bed at the Baron's house. I'll sleep in the guest room." Artis said as she quickly ate the remaining half of the canned ham sandwich. "Then I'll live next door to you." "Practically speaking, we all take a shower together, so it shouldn't be a big problem if we sleep together, Naji." "That's because you don't sleep well! It's not the first time you kicked me off the bed! I don't have to sleep with you." "Okay, okay, my fault." Etis raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. "Good night, Naji." Mina Hill put the tea cup back on the tray. The skeleton waiter awakened by Artis would naturally clean up these tableware. Then she stood up first and left the table. Halfway through, she heard a muffled sound of "Boom!". She turned her head and realized that it was Etis who fell into the mud. It was probably because the men's bathrobe she was wearing didn't fit well (it probably belonged to the Baron himself), and then she stepped on the hem of the bathrobe and fell down. She stood up cursing, saw Mina Hill looking over, scratched her head and showed an embarrassed smile.