
Little Celestial Master Who Sells Groceries
by I Am In Love With The World
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"I'm a salesman, and I'm very good at selling goods. I want to blow my little rags very wonderfully! You're bald, how can this be rags? It's obviously a rare treasure that can't be found in a hundred years!" "Don't go, brother and sister! Although they look ordinary, real treasures are always so simple and unpretentious!"... An Yixia's "colorful" and "proud" vacation started when an unscrupulous old Taoist priest drove him down the mountain gate to sell groceries. He thought it was just an ordinary deception, until he was pulled into a communication group for late middle school students - a cultivation chat group - by his master who suddenly drove west. Here are Taoists from mountains and seas who claim to be able to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and to overturn mountains and seas; there is Wuwei Zhenren, who fantasizes about wielding a sword between heaven and earth, and riding the wind to travel the universe; Until it was discovered that the tatters left behind by the unscrupulous master really had the mysterious ability that the bullshit made up. So... "No, no, no! Brother Hanwen, I really just said it casually. Sister Snake, the beauty, doesn't need to deliver goods to your door!" "What, catching ghosts and eliminating monsters, and making immortals? I really can't do that for a young man!" "I know he's just a rag seller, not a descendant of a heavenly master..." The truth behind the disappearance of gods and Buddhas all over the sky? The huge organization behind cultivating immortals and eliminating demons? The screaming meteors streaking across the night sky? Why does the author of the urban supernatural complaint novel frequently ask for votes? The answer is waiting for you to reveal
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Shui Mo's book, hang up every day The author slipped away, the seedling I was most optimistic about I chased almost one leader, but only one node was recovered. . . I probably won't read this guy's book. I'll make up for it if I have time.




This is the first novel in which I served as a work manager. Unfortunately, the author seems to have ended his career due to some reasons. It is a daily complaining novel, with the meaning of chatting about breasts and horses. There are some issues with the setting, but the idea is good, but it was just rushed. Recommendation index:★★★













