After Sleeping for a Hundred Thousand Years, He Was Born as a Human Being

When he woke up, Jiang Xiaojiang traveled through time and became an inconspicuous farmer in the Immortal Cultivation Continent. I vaguely remember that I only wiped my sweat three times and rested my feet twice under the old elm tree, but a hundred thousand years have passed since then. Between the rotation of yin and yang, dynasties change, and mountains and seas change shape. Entering the mortal world again, old friends are like shadows. The boy under the tree back then had become a great Taoist cultivator. The maid serving tea in teahouses has been passed down through generations. Even the millet that was scattered casually back then became an immortal elixir. Jiang Xiaojiang suddenly felt that this mortal world was worth his while.