Starting as a Taoist priest, is it boring to meditate and practice every day?

But Wang Ping is not worried at all, because he not only has a guide to practice, but also a progress bar!

[Changchun Gong: Practice 5 times a day effectively, and you can feel the energy in three years. (Progress 32/100, today's progress 0/5)]

The first year of cultivating immortals.

Chen Huangpi had a copper-skin and iron-boned body, and was invulnerable to water and fire. Black smoke billowed with every move he made.

The master said that was spiritual energy.

The second year of cultivating immortals.

Chen Huangpi felt extremely itchy, and hundreds of evil eyes broke free from his flesh and blood, emitting malice unscrupulously.

The master said that this was called supernatural power.

After a hundred years of cultivating immortals, Chen Huangpi's eighteen feet were rooted in the dark earth, and his nine heads reached the sky. When he opened his bloody mouth, he could hear obscure and evil sounds.

He called himself the Taoist Master Huangpi.

Chen Huangpi looked up and saw his master sitting in the ninth heaven, his whole body was dark blue, and countless gods, immortals and Buddhas were struggling and wailing in his shadow.

"Master, are we really cultivating immortals?"

“I don’t care about how people in this world live, whether they have enough to eat, whether they can wear warm clothes, whether they have dreams and hope. I don’t care about their likes and dislikes.”

“It’s just that if you want to go to the sky, you need a complete advanced industrial system, a set of related research institutes, the most advanced materials science laboratory, and a big government that can coordinate all departments. It needs countless people who don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Dedicating wealth for this requires millions of high-level intellectuals to contribute their minds, and tens of thousands of different supporting manufacturers supply the best parts.”

“In short, it takes a world of abundance, and a great civilization to accomplish it.”

— Ian

A world reborn from its ashes.

An era that is coming to an end.

A group of prisoners fighting for power and power in the land.

A young man staring at the sky.

Prisoners peered out of the window of fate, mostly gazing at the dirt.

Only one is looking up at the stars.

Mu Sheng, who just wanted to lie down, suddenly woke up and traveled through time and received a refining panel! In the human world, Mu Sheng: As long as I have no morals, no one can kidnap me! In The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Mu Sheng: My sword is not weak! In Harry Potter, Mu Sheng: How can I be the Dark Lord? In the Naruto world, Mu Sheng: I don't care, I want to drive a Gundam! Refining Superman blood in the DC world, Mu Sheng: I don't eat beef!

[Strange revival + restraint system + decisive killing + human body transformation + no CP + world view]

Xie Du was reborn with a mysterious system. He chose a different behavior from his previous life and unexpectedly discovered the true side of the world:

Angels losing their minds; apostles merging with angels; and the filth that controls angels... Does heaven even exist? The truth of the world lies within the ranks of angels.

Riel, a polished and self-serving psychiatrist, accepts a heartfelt invitation from a game developer to enter Superrealism, a fully immersive neural simulation game.

In this class-stratified virtual world, where thought transmission, brainwashing rhetoric, self-hypnosis, and the binding power of oaths reign supreme, Riel awakens a unique class—the “Articulator”—and begins a journey of radical upheaval.

But the deeper he ventures, the stranger the world becomes. The more he uncovers, the greater his fear grows.

The Inner Society, Future Infinite Monopoly Corporation, Cognitive Restructuring, The Source Realm of Consciousness—unbeknownst to him, he is already entangled in a multidimensional war fought within the mind.

Between genes and memory, ideology and the continuity of life, the Ship of Theseus drifts steadily into uncharted waters—toward the ultimate truths of existence.

After traveling through a witch world for decades, my future has been cut off because of my qualifications. I really can’t bear to die like this!

So...if you have the chance, stop being a human being!

This is the whisper of the universe from an evil god!

They call me...the one who whispers in the stars, the one who peeps with evil eyes, the one who devours the world, the one who cannot be named!

In order to surpass humans, Chen Tian in the 23rd century took the risk of accepting a quantum chip implantation experiment from a crazy scientist.

At the last moment of the experiment, the sudden intrusion of the authorities caused a huge explosion in the laboratory.

In this way, Chen Tian traveled to another world in a magnificent way and became an orphan adopted by the guards of a barony.

In this strange world where extraordinary powers exist, Chen Tian, ​​who pursues transcendence of humanity, chooses to pursue power and knowledge without hesitation.

In later records: The King of Bloodlines who masters all the truths in the world, the great Son of the Sun, rose from an insignificant place and eventually became an existence beyond everything.

It's not a system, it's not a saintly woman, it's not a heroine, and it won't be invincible right from the start.

This is a story about a young man from the 20th century who accidentally travels to the world of elves and suffers inhuman torture. By chance, he joins Team Rocket and steps into the darkness with his elves, climbing to the top until he pulls down those high-ranking and hypocritical bigwigs from the altar.

[Under One Person Fanfiction, villain, invincible, relaxed, no heroine]

"I have never done evil, yet the evildoers and villains of the world respect me as their leader." - Qin Shou

"When you discover that someone in this world is doing evil, but you can't find the murderer, then yes, the murderer must be him, the leader of Quan Xing, Qin Shou." - Nadutong Headquarters

Qin Shou traveled to a world under one person, and at a critical moment, he was bound to the scapegoat system...