I Am the Saint of Six-Eared Macaque

No, your emperor was looking for someone to discuss it, and he said he wanted to find more people, but in the end he just found a few spies and eunuchs? You didn't even find the Ninth Minister of the Cabinet?

What a strange book, and it makes me feel a little bit emotional. The kind of side-door thoughts in the article are really the kind that you can understand but don't want to do.

It makes my brain hurt to watch! The idea is quite good and there is a lot of useful information, but there are too many and the protagonist becomes a passerby! No main line! A pot of random stew! It's edible, but not cooked!

It's so messy at the back. It's a group portrait, and the main character can't be seen. To put it nicely, it's better to be the mastermind behind the scene, but not to say it's just a minor supporting role among the roadside supporting characters.

The author seems to have fallen into a misunderstanding, which is to tell a good story and tell a good story. The author wanted to expand the world view for him, but he forgot the main protagonist.

The whole process was filled with thoughts and self-pleasure, just like watching a man who went crazy reading philosophy books lying on the hospital bed and thinking randomly, without any ups and downs. Boring and boring.

A good fantasy martial arts turned political court, this book is ruined

It's awesome. The setting alone is enough to attract people. The difficulty lies in whether you can grasp the rhythm and world view in the later stage. You are either a eunuch or a great god.

A very interesting book, but there is a little too much pure setting in the early stage, which may attract old bookworms.

What kind of bullshit novel are you writing? Selling dog meat on sheep's heads. I read the theme of Fantasy Cultivation. When I read the introduction, I thought it was some kind of six-eared macaque spirit. When I read the first two chapters, I thought it was mixed martial arts. However, after reading more than 20 chapters, it turned out to be a fight without a fight. I was the protagonist and his master having sex, and we were just some inexplicable people having sex. Waste of time.