[What's it like to have an ancient artifact in a takeout box?
Multiple heroines + imagination + cool writing + urban + human emperor banner + fighting spirit
Gao Yanshu was originally just a poor takeaway boy, until the night his grandfather disappeared, a long black flag broke through the sky - it turned out to be the Human Emperor flag that had been passed down by the Gao family for three thousand years.
In the Age of Ending Dharma, spiritual energy dries up and the practitioner becomes an urban legend, and he is forced to inherit his ancestral legacy: riding an electric donkey to deliver spicy hotpot during the day, and using banners to chase and kill luck-devouring demons at night.
I also work part-time filming a variety show, Damimi, Reba chasing after me to feed me?
If you don't like any of this, then how about I conquer the beauties in the entertainment industry?
The belongings of Uncle Wang, who died suddenly next door, contain a spiritual painting worth one billion.
The rat demon core in the abandoned factory can make his cultivation level skyrocket.
Even the Internet celebrity who was rescued by chance, the live broadcast camera actually captured the shocking scene of the ancestor Lanling King's battle spirit appearing in the world...
When the red book of the special department was stuffed into his hand, and when the dark web reward list was eyeing his life, Gao Yanshu tightened his grip on the flagpole and sneered: "Don't delay me in delivering the order. This generation of monsters will be killed or buried by bad reviews."
(The collision of traditional immortal cultivation
It was well written, but why did it end suddenly?