Am I Really an Immortal?

"I sat up in shock when I was dying of illness. The immortal is actually me?" Gu Qianqiu was confused. Did the people he met after traveling through time travel have some brain problems as a result of cultivating immortals? They always misunderstood themselves. To be honest, no one believed them. "Holy Lord Qiankun! Listen to my explanation!" "If you don't listen, I won't listen, and you are the immortal." This is a magnificent world of cultivating immortals. Gu Qianqiu was very confused after traveling through time. He seemed to be in a different channel from others and was always misunderstood and blamed. After discovering that there is no golden finger in the system, he obviously just wants to become an ordinary immortal and seek immortality so that he can feel at ease. However, he is always mistaken for a genius and powerful, and is forced to compete with all kinds of monsters and powerful people. Fortunately, he has the strength of three thousand secret arts, all kinds of top-notch magic weapons that are free of charge, and cheap genius apprentices, which makes his angry opponents vomit blood in all kinds of ways. I am low-key and honest, but the world is dangerous. Is it a crime to be handsome? I just want to be a low-key immortal! As the image of being misunderstood and imagined became stronger and stronger, Gu Qianqiu also gradually began to doubt himself: "Am I really an immortal?"