(Relaxing humor + pseudo-invincibility + single heroine or no heroine, see the reader + no knife)
Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a small Taoist temple in the mountain. The master of the Taoist temple told Li Qichen that he wanted to become a Taoist priest, of course, to cultivate immortality, but the prerequisite was to give the master a roasted chicken and a pot of good wine. Good wine, from then on our smart and witty Li Qichen embarked on the road of cultivating immortality. When he was good at cultivation, he was driven down the mountain by his master. Along the way, he walked from the mountains and fields to the world of mortals, from the rivers and lakes to the court, and step by step towards the highest point, the ignorant young man finally transformed...
Finally one day, the world was shaking, and the setting sun was like blood. He finally walked to the Nantian Gate. The magic weapon immortal who fell at his feet paved the way for him. The swaying stars in the thirty-third sky shone above his head. He, Li Qichen, said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm coming."
