To what extent have everyone in the Qingwu Sect gone crazy?
The master chased the Taoist couple for thousands of miles, the second elder squatted in the corner and drank the disciple's CP, and even the handyman who swept the fallen leaves held a storybook and wrote "The Thirty-six Postures of the Immortal Couple".
Only I - Su Lian, who came from time to time, broke my leg while running around in the world of cultivation with an abacus on my back: I was called a philistine when I set up a stall to sell talismans?
Okay, I'll start my spiritual rice business in Snow City in the north; will I be treated as a weirdo and be ostracized?
Well, when the sect is so poor that it sells its magic weapons in exchange for spiritual stones, look who will cry and call me the "God of Wealth"!
They laughed at me like I was counting money like Crazy Pi, but they didn't know that when the demonic cultivator broke through the realm and the secret realm was in crisis, Crazy Pi who wielded a dagger to cut down his enemies was the Qingwu Sect's last trump card.
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