By Cultivating Disaster Relief, I Will Become the True Immortal of Earthly Virtue

There's a reason why you can't write this book and get poor grades. I looked at the outline you released. Until the end of the outline, the golden elixir becomes flesh. The protagonist doesn't have a territory that he can truly develop in name. He still shrinks in the shadows and under the noses of others. I'm going to develop secretly as a mouse. Brother, this is a farming novel. Goldfinger is about architecture. You will die violently after you write it like this. It's better to be an eunuch now. If you don't outline it, I can't even imagine a farming novel. You never planned to let the protagonist have his own territory.

This setting is a bit like a book I read before. In that book, I was practicing in a sect's Fangshi. I kept renovating the room. It seemed that I first raised chickens to eat eggs and then drew talismans.

Big brother is very good, but big brother, can we

Have you heard about the author? ? ? Have a great trip! ! ! (I don't know if it's true or false)

The flow of ordinary people is slow, and it usually takes 300,000 words to be published, and it is often only at a later stage that you can work hard, so keep at it!

Is the author planning to cut it off?