Great Books I've Read in Recent Years 这几年看的好书

4 主 The Great Path of the Lord God 主神大道 Hermit Guyue古月居士Infinite Myriad Worlds3.9M WordsCompleted Time wanders on. In whose hands does life rest? The galaxy stretches on, vast and boundless. Where do drifting specks of dust go? Through the ages, who sings in the halls of history? With hair full-grown, one suddenly looks up and gazes at the passing years of a lifetime. Flowers bloom at dawn and fade by dusk, while all things race past in a flash. Who shines as the brightest star in the long river of history? Winners become kings; losers are villains. Heroes meet tragic ends. The victors paint 0Votes564.3kRecs364.9kFans

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Time drifts by, but in whose hands does life truly reside? The Milky Way is vast; where do the floating dust particles go? In the vast expanse of time, who sings in the long corridor of history? With long, flowing hair, he suddenly looks up, gazing at a lifetime's worth of time. Picking up flowers in the morning and gathering them at dusk, fleeting moments and fleeting memories. Who are the brightest stars in the long river of history? The victor is king, the loser is villain; tragic heroes. The victors paint historical epics, while the defeated sing mournful songs. Sages and worthies of the past are all lonely, and a thousand years have passed. Whose hands do we truly hold in the hands of destiny? Playing the game of heaven and earth, laughing and talking about life across a hundred generations. All living beings are but pawns in a game of chess. A lifetime of struggle may leave one merely a pawn on someone else's chessboard. Diverse and comprehensive, looking down on everything. The endless struggle was just a fleeting afterglow between my fingers. Welcome to the world of the Supreme God, welcome to my world... Gu Yue's Main God Space: 234250428 Full subscription book club: 451985924

5 神 The Mythic Martial World 神话武林 Chu Qiao楚桥Xianxia2.1M WordsCompleted Xiao Feng, the Northern Heavenly King, topples the heavens with a single palm strike. Dugu Sword Demon splits the Nine Provinces with his sword. Wang Chongyang’s remains have not decayed in a thousand years. Daoist True Lord Huang Shang has been reborn through nine lives and nine deaths, returning to youth. An unknown old monk holds an immeasurable Pure Land of Buddhahood in his heart. This is a world where the immortal and the martial arts have fused and transformed. Knowing the plot is certain 0Votes113.3kRecs108.7kFans

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With a single palm strike, Xiao Feng, the Northern Heavenly King, overturned the heavens; Dugu Jianmo's sword cleaved the nine provinces; Wang Chongyang's remains remained incorrupt for a thousand years; Huang Shang, the True Monarch of the Daoist sect, experienced nine lives and nine deaths before regaining his youth; and the nameless old monk possessed a Buddhist kingdom and a boundless pure land in his heart. This is a mutated and fused world of immortals and martial arts. Mastering the plot is indeed an advantage, but if one completely believes in the plot, then death is certain. Welcome to join our book club to discuss the plot: 289578897. Also, as a seasoned author with ten years of experience, I have four completed books exceeding one million words each, so please feel free to add them to your favorites!

6 美 The Winter Soldier of Marvel 美漫之大冬兵 Yu育Infinite Myriad Worlds1.7M WordsCompleted Talent is given to you, but greatness is something you earn for yourself. My name is Xia Tian, and I am one of the Winter Soldiers. Welcome to my world. 0Votes124.4kRecs113.5kFans

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Talent is a gift. And great, It was something I fought for myself. My name is Summer, and I'm a member of the Winter Soldier. Welcome to my world. Book group 184119551 My new book, "Nine-Star Poisonous Milk," has been released. I need your support, brothers!

7 神 Mythical Version of Three Kingdom 神话版三国 Grave Dirt and Wild Grass坟土荒草Historical24.9M WordsOngoing Chen Xi watched a soldier toss aside a boulder weighing hundreds of pounds and stared speechlessly at the heavens. Is this really the late Eastern Han? Lu Bu single-handedly tore through an army of ten thousand. There’s no way that’s scientifically possible. Zhao Zilong really seems to have a dragon’s soul possessing him. He split a mountain with one sword. Is he even human? Dian Wei protected Cao Cao by himself as they fought their way out of the enemy camp, casually slaughtering thousands of e 1.8kVotes11.8MRecs2.8MFans

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Chen Xi looked at the soldier who had thrown a boulder weighing several hundred pounds away, speechless as he gazed at the heavens. Was this really the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? It seems illogical that Lü Bu single-handedly broke through an army of ten thousand. Zhao Zilong is truly possessed by the dragon spirit; he can cleave mountains with a single sword strike. Is this really a human? Dian Wei single-handedly protected Cao Cao as they fought their way out of the enemy camp, casually slaughtering thousands of enemy infantry and cavalry. His combat prowess was off the charts! Something's not right here, is it? Chen Xi casually picked up a goose feather fan and waved it, creating a strong wind. He sighed, "This is a myth, isn't it? Even I'm not normal." P. S.: Actually, this is a serious farming/development story... QQ Group: 476971307 (The old group is gone, this is the new one) Full subscription verification group: 949176942 Soy sauce group: 397441818 (almost full) Group 2: 418928396 (Almost full) Group 3: 188981452 (This one also crashed before, so we've replaced it with a new one). Group 5: 850567843 (The previous one was taken down, a new one has been created)

8 我 I Want to Be Emperor 我要做皇帝 Yao Li Stabs Jing Ke要离刺荆轲Historical5.3M WordsCompleted By the Mandate of Heaven, may the dynasty endure forever. I have drawn on the hard-won achievements of three generations and invoked the great cause of all under Heaven. With a three-foot sword in hand, I shall become ruler of all the world. The head of the Wiman king of Joseon now hangs above the northern gate of the Han capital. The Zhao rulers of Nanyue have surrendered their lands and submitted to the empire. The Central Empire, the Celestial Empire above all nations, is about to take shape. 0Votes1.4MRecs739.6kFans

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By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous. I, having built upon the accumulated merits of three generations and upheld the great principles of the realm, have taken up my three-foot sword to become the king of the world. The head of King Wiman of Korea has been hung at the northern gate of the Han capital. The Zhao family of Nanyue surrendered their territory and became part of the Chinese empire. The Central Empire, the Celestial Empire, is about to take shape. But that's not enough! In my eyes now, there are only the Xiongnu! He led his army to conquer the country, captured the Xiongnu chieftain in the north, and brought him before me to be punished!

9 申 Shen Gongbao’s Inheritance 申公豹传承 Ninth Heaven's Mandate第九天命Xianxia6.1M WordsCompleted The protagonist, Yu Duxiu, obtains the inheritance of Shen Gongbao, who was born from the Great Dao of Calamity. By chance, he then merges with a trace of the origin of all the calamities in the heavens, gaining the power to command and unleash great tribulations and bring calamity upon all living beings. He can also harness these tribulations to speed up his cultivation. See how the protagonist commands calamity and strives to attain immortality. “I pl 0Votes756.6kRecs341.2kFans

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VIP group for this book: 476527737. The protagonist of this book, Yu Duxiu, inherits the legacy of Shen Gongbao, who was born from the Great Dao of Calamity. He then unintentionally merges with a trace of the origin of all heavenly calamities, gaining the power to control and trigger great calamities, bringing calamities to all living beings. He can use these calamities to accelerate his cultivation. Let's see how the protagonist of this book controls calamities and seeks the fruit of immortality. "I planted a seed, and it has finally grown into fruit. Today is a great day!" Yu Duxiu sang on the mountaintop. However, the seed he planted was not an ordinary seed, nor a spiritual root or immortal herb, but a seed of great calamity. The seed grew into an immeasurable calamity. "I planted a seed of great calamity. When the fruit ripens, it will be the day when the great calamity of the heavens arrives, and it will also be the day when I attain enlightenment." - Yu Duxiu's words. "I am destined to be a villain. Aren't villains all people who bring disaster and harm to the masses?" Yu Duxiu muttered to himself. Looking at the high and mighty patriarch, Yu Duxiu solemnly said, "Fellow Daoist, please wait."