Forced to Be Reborn, I Am Really Not an Immortal

If you pay 100,000, I will arrange an artificial rainfall at your funeral, with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. Eight white-bearded old Taoist priests and 108 black-robed Taoist priests with swords on their backs raised their swords to the sky and shouted: "Send Master off to the throne." A hundred years later, the world has changed greatly, martial arts has risen, and your descendants are facing annihilation. At this time, they took out a bag that cannot be taken out until the family is destroyed, and the place where you are buried is written on it. One day later, 116 family disciples knelt down and prayed in front of your grave. "The disciples of future generations are unfilial, so I would like to invite our ancestors to come out!!!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.