Honghuang: I, Qinglian Daojun, Refuse to Dismember the Body

He traveled to the prehistoric times and became a twelfth-grade good fortune Qinglian! ! ! At this time, the first lecture in Zixiao Palace had just ended, and Sanqing was flying towards Mount Buzhou. The twelfth-grade creation Qinglian is about to face the tragedy of being cut into pieces and becoming the most precious treasure of the Three Pure Realms. What the hell, you guys have nothing to do with me? Do you want to use me as the ultimate treasure of enlightenment? Roll over, baby cow! The avenue fusion system awakens... Ancestor Styx: What's the situation? Where is my twelve-level karma fire red lotus? The Taoist: What's going on? Why did my twelve-grade golden lotus of merit disappear? Until one day...... In the boundless chaos, the thirty-sixth grade chaotic green lotus covering the sky and the sun shrouded the wilderness! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.