An Expert Never Cultivates Immortality

Wine and tea cook the world, poems and paintings amaze the gods, pen and ink paint mountains and rivers, and chess and chess determine the world. Ye Feifan traveled to the world of cultivating immortals. He was unable to practice and lived in seclusion. By chance, he rescued a beautiful woman. From then on, his pastoral life was no longer peaceful. Monsters bow their heads to good people, evil spirits bow their heads, bosses bow their heads, hermits bow their heads, and even a peerless female nun cooks, washes, and folds bedding. The poultry and livestock in the courtyard are either the gods of the immortal world or the giant beasts of the ancient world, and strong men like Dou Shengsheng Buddha are not among the best at all. But Ye Feifan knew nothing about all this and still lived an ordinary life, watching the clouds roll and relax and the flowers blossoming and falling.