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I don't want to write recommendations, I'm too lazy, so I just recommend some books, don't criticize them if you don't like them. Okay, I'm out of breath after just writing this paragraph. If I don't say much, I'm just being willful.

I don't want to write recommendations, I'm too lazy, so I just recommend some books, don't criticize them if you don't like them. Okay, I'm out of breath after just writing this paragraph. If I don't say much, I'm just being willful.

I don't want to write recommendations, I'm too lazy, so I just recommend some books, don't criticize them if you don't like them. Okay, I'm out of breath after just writing this paragraph. If I don't say much, I'm just being willful.

I don't want to write recommendations, I'm too lazy, so I just recommend some books, don't criticize them if you don't like them. Okay, I'm out of breath after just writing this paragraph. If I don't say much, I'm just being willful.

I don't want to write recommendations, I'm too lazy, so I just recommend some books, don't criticize them if you don't like them. Okay, I'm out of breath after just writing this paragraph. If I don't say much, I'm just being willful.

"Introduction to the Work" The vast wasteland is completely deserted. At a glance, on this pale yellow land, apart from weeds and shrubs, there are gray-white stones of different sizes and shapes everywhere. The scorching sun hung in the sky, scorching the earth, and the sky was full of yellow dust, rising one after another. In the yellow sky and earth, a thin and petite figure gradually became clear, sprinting forward. This is a girl about six or seven years old. Her goose-yellow robe is embroidered with pale pink plum blossoms. She has black hair tied into a bun, a pair of smart big black eyes, and a bright red mouth under her small nose, which makes her entire face delicate and beautiful. The girl held a palm-sized rattle tightly in her right hand. This rattle must be a few years old. The drum surfaces on both sides are a little yellowish, with several green snake patterns painted on them. The two projectiles connected to the ears flip up and down, and land on the drum surface from time to time, making a few soft sounds. The girl was young, but her figure was quite nimble. After a few ups and downs, she appeared in an open space in front of a tall weed bush. Maybe she was running in a hurry, her snow-white forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and a stream of sweat flowed down her left cheek and flowed directly into her white and tender neck. She stretched out her left hand and wiped it. Her tight, round face was as red as a ripe apple, but she didn't stop for a moment. "Monster, where are you running?" At this moment, a man shouted loudly from far behind. The girl trembled when she heard this, and her face turned pale with fright. She raised her right hand that grabbed the rattle, turned it hard, and moved her lips a few times. The drum surface suddenly glowed with a faint green light. As the projectile landed on the drum surface, it made a soft sound. A ray of green light flew out from the drum surface and landed on a cluster of weeds in front of him. A layer of green light suddenly appeared on the surface of the weeds, but the green light just flashed away, as if nothing happened. The girl's right hand turned several times in succession, and streaks of green light fell along with the two projectiles of the rattle. They flew out from the drum heads on both sides one by one and landed on the surrounding weeds, giving off bursts of green light. After doing all this, the girl's face turned pale, but she didn't care about resting and hurriedly dove into the weeds ahead. Not long after the girl's body disappeared into the weeds, there was a burst of dust more than ten feet behind, and a figure sprinted over and appeared in front of the weeds. The owner of the figure is a tall man with a beard in his forties. He is holding a shining sword in one hand and looks quite sinister. His eyes fell on the tiny footprints left in front of the grass, and he moved, about to rush in with his knife. As a result, at this moment, a burst of green light flashed from the grass in front, and five or six long green snakes shot out at once, and they opened their mouths wide and bit hard at the bearded man. The big man with the beard was startled at first, then he quickly took out a talisman with his left hand and slapped it on his body. A layer of white light appeared. At the same time, he shook his right arm again, and the sword in his hand buzzed loudly, and he slashed forward.

This is a work about fighting spirit and magic. I have been reading it since I was in junior high school. It is also the first novel I have read. I have forgotten how many times I have read it, but I have read it at least ten times.

"Eternal God Emperor" mainly tells the story of a man who was the only son of the nine great emperors of the Kunlun world eight hundred years ago - the crown prince of the Shengming Central Empire. He unlocked the rare mark of thunder and lightning. At the age of only sixteen, he cultivated to the perfection of the heavenly realm with a heaven-defying physique, and cultivated his soul into a thunder and lightning martial spirit. He was the first genius of the younger generation in the Kunlun world, but was killed by his childhood sweetheart and fiancée Princess Chi Yao in the same year. After sleeping for eight hundred years, he was unexpectedly resurrected and reincarnated into the body of the sixteen-year-old Ninth Prince of "Yunwu County", a lower-ranking county among the nine counties in the west of Tianmo Ridge. After reaching the Xuanji realm, he entered the local Wu City Academy. After graduating from the middle stage of the Tianji realm, he walked out of the Tianmo Ridge and entered the swordsmanship department of the Eastern Territory Holy Academy. He also became a disciple of the Xuanji Sword Master and became a "successor of the saint". The day before her wedding to Huang Yanchen, she was kidnapped by Queen Chi Yao's men. After being rescued by her master, Sword Master Xuanji, she entered the Liang Yi Sect under the pseudonym Lin Yue. In order to save the talented woman with the holy book and explore the secret of the endless abyss, he disguised himself as Gu Linfeng and became the Son of God in the Blood God Religion. He went to Shengming City with Chu Siyuan, the leader of the painting sect, where he used the pseudonym Zhang Shengming to contact the descendants of the Zhang family. After meeting Huang Yanchen (actually Chi Yao with the help of Huang Yanchen's holy soul), he entered the royal tomb of the Shengming Central Empire to worship his mother and met his cousin Kong Lanyou. He participated in robbing the world soul in the Qinglong Ruins Realm, and then returned to the Kunlun Realm. At the request of Yan Liren, he returned to the Blood God Cult and used the "Vampire Secret Scroll" to start the elimination of the undead Vampire Clan. In the battle of Moyou Valley, he defeated Qiu Yichi, the wife of the former leader, with the holy combination given by Yanli people. After the battle, he was elected as the new leader. He reunited with Ao Xinyan in Shenmengze and went to the Yin and Yang Sea to seize the Shenlong Sun and Moon Chaos Tower. They were besieged by Zhongying Wang and others and had all three of their veins broken. They have now been restored. Later, for some reason, Huang Yanchen borrowed the holy soul from Chi Yao to contact Zhang Ruochen, and he became a god. After learning the truth, Zhang Ruochen severed ties with Huang Yanchen in anger. A year later, Mu Lingxi was forced to marry Qiu Yu in Wuding Mountain. In order to save her, Zhang Ruochen announced his identity as the crown prince and summoned the old troops, and captured the Lingxiao Palace, which shocked the world. Now he went to Wuding Mountain to "sacrifice to heaven" and took Mu Lingxi away by force, and then followed the Moon God to Guanghan Realm. The story of participating in the Seven Realm Merit War, defeating the Rakshasa clan by oneself, and heading to the Temple of Truth.

"One Sentence Introduction" Jiangzhou, one of the nineteen states in the world, is close to the East China Sea and has many lakes within its territory. Within Jiangzhou, Guangling County is located. Jinglou Street in the west city of Guangling County is bustling with pedestrians. "It's been six years." A young man in civilian clothes hung a sword on his waist and led a horse as he walked on the street. "I'm finally back. After staying outside for a long time, I still feel that my hometown is good." Da! Clatter! Clatter! The sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and in the distance there was a young man in rich clothes riding a tall horse galloping down the busy street. For a moment, the pedestrians on the street quickly got out of the way. Behind the young man on horseback were servants and guards chasing him on horseback: "Sir, slow down, slow down." When the young man in civilian clothes saw this scene, he led his horse to the side and watched the young man in rich clothes riding by. "That's right. I've been away from home for six years. Six years ago, this little guy was probably only seven or eight years old." The young man in civilian clothes smiled and moved on. Looking at the familiar hometown, there are even some familiar vendors. "It's been six years. I was only 15 years old when I left home. Compared with me now, I have changed a lot." The commoner young man sighed with emotion. At the age of fifteen, he was full of energy and sharpness! He is known as the first person of the young generation in Guangling County. However, after six years of traveling around the world after leaving home, he realized how immature he was back then. ... Walking along the way, I looked at the familiar shops and restaurants, and the familiar stone bridges over the river. Finally, he led the horse and arrived outside a mansion. Feeling more timid about being close to home, the young man in civilian clothes held the horse, took a deep breath before stepping forward, and knocked on the door. Squeak. The door opened a crack, and an old man leaned out and took a look, then his eyes widened: "Second Young Master!" The young man in front of him was dressed in ordinary clothes, but he had watched the second Young Master 'Qin Yun' grow up, so he recognized him at a glance. "Uncle Li." Qin Yun said with a smile. "The second young master is back, the second young master is back!" Old Man Li shouted excitedly, his voice resounding throughout the mansion, and he opened the entire door of the mansion with a bang. "Give it to me, I'll lead the horse." Old Man Li connected the horse's reins. "Yun'er, Yun'er." There was a commotion in the whole mansion. A middle-aged woman in luxurious clothes rushed out, followed by several maids. When she saw Qin Yun at the door of the mansion, the middle-aged woman couldn't hold back tears of excitement. "Mother." Qin Yun also had sore eyes and ran over. The middle-aged woman looked at her son carefully and touched his arms and face: "Okay, okay, it will be good to come back, it will be good to come back, um, he has grown taller." "Second Young Master, my wife doesn't know how many tears she has shed for you. She chants sutras and prays for you in front of the Bodhisattva every day." The female steward on the side said. "My son is unfilial and has only come back now." Qin Yun also looked at his mother. There were more white hairs on her head and more wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. Unknowingly, his mother was almost fifty years old. "I won't say anything anymore, just come back."

"Liar! Big liar!" An angry yell was heard, followed by the sound of feet stepping on the bluestone ground and escaping. Zhang Xuan stretched out his hands helplessly: "I am really not a liar, I am a teacher of the college... I just want you to be my student! And even if you say I am a liar, why do you need to add the word 'big'? It makes me look like heinous..." After muttering, remembering what the dean said, Zhang Xuan rubbed his brows: "This is the seventeenth time! If I can't recruit even one student today, I can pack up and go home tomorrow!" Zhang Xuan was not from this world, but an administrator of an ordinary university library on Earth. He only remembered the raging fire, and then... Nothing more, and he woke up in this world again. It's almost as described in the novel, martial arts is respected and strength is king! I thought I could travel through time to be a loser, get divorced, and then fight back and sing all the way... It seems I overthought it. When I got here, I realized that I was not a student, but... A teacher! The most miserable teacher in the entire college! Other people's classes were overcrowded, too crowded to sit down, but there was no one in his class. He finally managed to get a few of them in, but in the end they all yelled "liar" several times, turned around and ran away! The reason is that the guy who was possessed by his soul is not only the weakest among the teachers, but also has extremely poor eyesight and can't see anything. The key... He taught him wrong, and he went crazy in one case! This is just like dying in a hospital. His reputation is greatly damaged and he is scorned by others. Even the new students stay away from him, for fear of falling into his hands and being taught half-death! There are no students, and it has been criticized. In last year's teacher evaluation, the entire college ranked last, and even received the only zero score in history. Depressed, he drank to drown his sorrows, but finally died as he wished, and took the opportunity to time travel by himself. At the beginning of the new semester, the college issued an ultimatum. If he could not enroll another student in his class this year, he would be directly fired from the teaching qualification! Seventeen new students passed by his classroom today. As a result, when they heard his name, they all ran away without exception, like a little girl running as fast as she could after encountering a monster. "It seems we have to find a way to fool one!" I was thinking about how to open my mouth to attract someone, when I saw a girl with a cute face peeking out from the door. "Excuse me, is this Teacher Lu Xun's class?" The voice is sweet and cute, and the appearance is delicate and pleasant. Teacher Lu Xun is the star teacher of the college. Every time his class is full, countless people come here. "It's her!" Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up when he saw someone throwing themselves into a trap.

"Introduction to the Work" "It is said that Zhuge Liang Wuzhangyuan cast a spell to extend his life and lit ninety-nine and eighty-one longevity lamps. As long as the eighty-one longevity lamps can stay alive for seven days, he can live for a hundred years. But on the last day, Wei Yan suddenly broke into the camp and blew out one of the longevity lamps. Zhuge Liang sat cross-legged in the middle and gushed out a mouthful of blood and died!" The crowd burst into groans. Standing in front of Zhuge Lu, listening to the tour guide introducing the legendary stories about Zhuge Liang's life, everyone could not help but sigh again that God was jealous of Yingjie and cursed Wei Yan. However, there was a trace of disapproval on the face of a handsome young man in the crowd. He was a senior history student at NC University. He knew Zhuge Liang's deeds in detail. Not to mention the absurdity of the theory of life extension, the tour guide's introduction was also full of confusion. On the Wuzhang Plain, Zhuge Liang looked up at the astronomy and was shocked. There were three stars in the sky. The guest star was twice as bright and the main star was dim. He knew that his fate was at stake. Tell Jiang Wei: I am well versed in the art of praying for disaster, but I don't know what God's will is. You can lead forty-nine soldiers, each holding a soap flag and wearing soap clothes, to surround the outside of the tent, and I will pray for the Big Dipper from within the tent. If the lamp does not go out for seven days, my life will be extended by one year; if the lamp goes out, I will die. This is the description of Zhuge Liang's life extension in the novel, so the young man laughed at the tour guide's nonsense. He insisted that the number of sevens and sevens was eighty-one. The novel mentioned that Sima Yi observed the sky and knew that Zhuge Liang was seriously ill, so he raised his troops to test. Wei Yan panicked and broke into the tent, and actually put out the main lamp. Zhuge abandoned his sword and sighed: "Death and life have a destiny, and you can't get it!" Afterwards, Zhuge made arrangements for his funeral, but still had a battle of wits and courage with Sima Yi before he died. "However, Zhuge Liang's life extension is just the words of a novel. What this tour guide said is also absurd, so what's the difference!" Qin Yu laughed at himself, he was just here to relax this time, why bother with all this. Now he gathered his thoughts and followed the crowd into Zhuge Lu. Zhuge Lu covers an area of ​​about 120,000 square meters, with 155 halls and pavilions, archways, immortal bridges, mountain gates, large worship halls, thatched cottages, etc. Arranged on the central axis. The buildings on both sides include Zhuge Well, Stele Corridor, Gubai Pavilion, Yeyun Temple, Reading Table, etc. There are a large number of plaques inside, and the tablets preserve the famous quotes of famous people at home and abroad. Yue Fei's "Execution of the Master" and Li Dongyang's "Rebuilding the Temple of Marquis Zhuge Wu" in the Ming Dynasty are all highly praised by later generations of literati who love calligraphy. "Died before leaving the army, making the hero burst into tears!" Qin Yu looked at the poems and articles of famous people in the past and couldn't help but sigh. Perhaps it was because Zhuge Liang died of illness with full of regrets that Mr. Luo Guanzhong wrote the words of Zhuge Liang in Wuzhangyuan to extend his life. While admiring the calligraphy of these celebrities along the way, Qin Yu unknowingly reached the depths of the monument, where the sound of water flowed and a pavilion stood. In the pavilion, a white-haired old man and a middle-aged man made tea and talked. "Yue Wen, what do you think about this young man's face?"

The most classic work of the Third Young Master of the Tang family, many people laughed at the novel he wrote, but everyone liked it! College flow is written from the perspective of young students, which is very immersive for novice students or those who have just stepped out of campus! The key is detail processing, timing, emotion, fighting, training, and face-slapping, all controlled first-rate!

"Introduction to the Work" This is a world where scholars control the power of heaven and earth. If you have talent, your poems can kill your enemies, your words can destroy your armies, and your articles can bring peace to the world. Scholars pick up pens and talk about military affairs on paper; they kill enemies and speak in clear words; Jinshi become angry and talk with each other. The sage comes and criticizes with words and writings, he can kill people, he can judge the emperor as unjust and make an enemy country. At this time, the Holy Court controls the literary position, the king controls the official position, the ten kingdoms are fighting, the barbarians are watching, and the monsters are causing chaos. At this time, there was no great rise in poetry in the Tang Dynasty, no poetry in the Song Dynasty, no innovative articles, and no new saints in a century. An unknown boy from a poor family, after being smashed on the head, embarked on the road to the Holy Spirit with poems handed down from ancient times and articles that shocked the saints.

"Introduction to the Work" Chen Zhao can summon demons and see death. "Beelzebub, use your gluttony ability to treat this client's anorexia." "Raymon, this old man wants to regain his male powers, you know." "Old Hei, tell me the truth, when will this person die, how will he die... What? You don't know, you are the God of Death." "That girl needs a breast enlargement, beauty and slimming package, wait... I don't seem to have these demons with subordinate abilities around me yet. It seems that I still need to go to hell."

"Introduction to the Work" When I woke up, the world changed drastically. The familiar high school teaches magic and tells everyone to become an outstanding magician. Outside the city where you live, there are monsters and monsters that attack humans, watching with eager eyes. The world that advocates science has turned into one that advocates magic, but there are teachers who treat him as a scumbag, classmates with strange eyes, a father who is struggling at the bottom of society, and a non-blood sister who is pure and beautiful but can't walk... However, Mo Fan found that most people can only major in one line of magic, but he is an omnipotent mage in all departments!

"Congratulations on the release of Jing Wuhen's new book" continues Two months after the completion of The Ancient God King, the Great God Jing Wuhen has released another new book. In the autumn of the year 9999 in the Chinese calendar, there was Qingzhou City in the East China Sea. Qingzhou Academy, the holy land of Qingzhou City, more than half of the powerful nobles and sect families in Qingzhou City came out of Qingzhou Academy. Therefore, people in Qingzhou City are proud to be able to enter the palace to practice. Once they have the opportunity to enter the palace, they will study hard. However, it seems that not everyone has this awareness. At this time, in a dormitory of Qingzhou Academy, there was a young man sleeping soundly on the table. Above the lecture hall, a girl in a green dress also noticed this scene. A trace of anger appeared on her pretty face, and she took steps towards the sleeping boy. Qin Yi, seventeen years old, is a formal disciple of Qingzhou College and a lecturer for outer disciples. She has a beautiful face and a hot figure. In the school building, pairs of eyes followed Qin Yi's moving figure. Even if he was angry, Qin Yi's steps were still elegant. "This guy actually slept in Senior Sister Qin's lecture hall again." It seemed that only then did he notice the sleeping figure. Many young people around him were speechless. Obviously, this was not the first time. "With Senior Sister Qin's appearance and figure, even looking at her is pleasing to the eye. What exactly is in that guy's mind?" Among the many lecturers, Qin Yi is definitely the most popular lecturer. As for the reason, you can understand it as long as you see her. I don't know how many people regard her as a goddess. Her lecture hall is always packed until the school building is full. Sleeping in Qin Yi's lecture hall? This is simply blasphemy against the goddess. Qin Yi's steps were very light and she didn't make a sound when she walked to the boy's side. She stood in front of the table and looked at the sleeping face in front of her. Her beautiful face was covered with frost. "Ye Futian." A soft voice came out, but it was not shouted from Qin Yi's mouth, but from behind Ye Futian. As if he heard someone calling him in his sleep, Ye Futian moved his body, supported his head with both hands, and slowly opened his eyes. Under his hazy eyes, he saw the undulating peaks.

An author who silently wrote 500,000 words, his perseverance really makes us admire him, and I decided to make him a harem!

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