If You Don't Work Hard at Cultivating Immortals, You Can Be Brothers in the Soul-calling Banner
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After practicing immortality for two thousand years, there are no bones left? Damn it, don't fix it anymore! Lie down, stay still, and find a flag master to take me flying! Who says time travelers must have golden fingers? Can't I just be the old man with a white beard who loves to help others? Who says that those holding soul-calling flags must be evil cultivators? Isn't that a good Taoist friend who encourages you to work hard to cultivate immortality? To sum up, this is: the time traveler who is sucked into the soul-calling flag, in the world of cultivating immortals, fulfills his duties as a good grandfather and works hard.
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