Salted Fish Alchemist: Picked up a Gluttonous Bowl at the Beginning

Chen Changsheng traveled through the world of cultivation with a broken bowl and became the most despicable handler of waste pills in the Alchemy Sect. He slept while others were practicing hard, and he was doing the cooking while others were refining elixirs. However, he kept eating from the broken bowl above his head all the time - sucking spiritual energy, swallowing elixir fire, chewing poisonous mist, and even the thunder clouds of the elder's tribulation were chewed into marshmallows. When the outer disciple was still breaking half of the Bigu Pill, the dusty "waste pills" in his bowl had already piled up into a mountain; when the prodigy showed off the Three Marks Foundation Establishment Pill, he was playing with the golden elixir like a jelly bean. Demonic attack? Outside the mountain-protecting formation, he was snoring like thunder, and when he woke up, all the magic weapons on the ground turned into bowls of spiritual fluid; accountability in the fairy world? The thirty-third level of thunder struck down, but he made it into Shiquan Dabu Pill. Until one day when the medicinal fields were exhausted and the spiritual veins dried up, the five immortal sects came to kill the Alchemy Sect with their demon mirrors. Chen Changsheng huddled behind the alchemy furnace holding the broken bowl, looking at the Zhuxian Sword Formation flying in the sky, and weakly took out a purple elixir: "How about... I compensate?" In an instant, time and space froze, and in the light of the elixir blooming, the images of three thousand Taoists were kneeling before him - it turned out that the so-called world of cultivation was just the residue in this gluttonous bowl that had not been licked clean. [Salted fish lying on the level + Anshuang Wudi Wen + Zongmen farming] Watching the broken bowl swallowing up the sky and the earth to feed useless wood, watching the salted fish being forced to become a saint and laughing at the three realms.