I, the Leader of the Mofa Sect, Just Want to Farm

After failing to overcome the tribulation, it took ten thousand years for his soul to reunite. Chen Fan was reborn from a world of fighting and killing immortals to the age of the end of the Dharma with thin spiritual energy. In the last life, he was involved in life and death, but in this life, he just wants to die! System reward? No! Goldfinger? The old man in the ring has long since lost his soul! Fortunately, he inherited a sect from his ancestors that was so dilapidated that there were only a few thatched huts left - Qingyun Sect. The mountains are bald, the land is poor, and the only spiritual veins are as thin as hair. Chen Fan was very satisfied: Wonderful! This place where birds don't poop is just the right place for me to retire! Sowing land, raising fish, and basking in the sun, what do you want in life? However, there are always uninvited guests disturbing his tranquility. "Senior, the cabbage you planted casually is actually a lost spiritual plant?" - That's because you are ignorant! "Senior, you sheltered from the rain under your roof, and you actually made me realize the peerless swordsmanship?" - That's your brain-boosting emperor! "Senior, please accept me as your disciple. I am willing to cut mountains and stones for you and revive the sect!" - Go away, don't disturb my farming! Chen Fan just wanted to drive these "Volume Kings" off the mountain, but his casual remarks made the other party's cultivation level greatly increase; the medicine residue he threw away was regarded as a treasure by the alchemy master; the cleaning talisman he drew unexpectedly became the supreme formation diagram in the eyes of the formation master! When Chen Fan woke up, he found that his bare mountain gate had unknowingly become a holy land of cultivation that everyone yearned for, and he had somehow become the legendary hidden master... Chen Fan: "I really... Just want to plant a field!"