I Just Want to Build a Sect in the Fairy World

After returning from rebirth, Lin Mo looked at the dilapidated sect in front of him: a cowardly elder, three honest senior brothers, and a bald broom. He decided that he would be a handyman for the rest of his life and live forever. So—— The mountain-protecting formation has become stronger on its own, and those below the Golden Core level will die one by one. The rubbish technique was improved, and the brothers' cultivation speed skyrocketed. The harvest in the spiritual fields has been abundant, and there are more pills. Even the casual cultivators passing by have begun to inquire: Who is the master standing behind the Qingyun Sect? Only Lin Mo knew that the "master" was sweeping the floor in the yard every day. Rustle. Rustle. Until one day, a letter from the enemy in the previous life was delivered to the sect—— "In three months, I'll come and visit you." Lin Mo tightened his grip on the broom and smiled. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.