[The spirits of other sects: the mountain-protecting formation suppresses demons, and ancient artifacts ensure safety.
I, the spirit of Qingyun Sect: I am busy making life a joke——
The stone lion spirit squats in the hut to collect "spiritual energy tolls", and the ants block the door if they don't pay the food;
Refining the medicinal cauldron relies entirely on gossip. It was rumored that the third senior brother was "in love with the bed" and chased me three streets with a sword;
The rusty iron sword flying with it will hit the chicken coop, and he said harshly, "This is the chicken coop for enlightenment, which is more powerful than the master's alchemy furnace";
Even the laundry table was rolled up into a neat robe, and the head robe was washed into a bellyband, saying, "It's cool to practice swordplay this way."
Li Goudan (holding his forehead): On the day I shed blood to recognize my master, I thought I had picked up a bunch of protectors, but in the end I picked up a bunch of ancestors.
Well now, all the sect spirits are waiting for me to wipe their butts——
"Goudan! The stone lion is competing with the door master for the right to guard the latrine again!"
"Goudan! Yaoding gave away the Irony Pill as jelly beans!"
"Goudan! Rusty Iron Sword took Qingxuan Sword and eloped to the chicken coop!"
Me: ... How about I quit cultivating immortality?
The monsters (who collectively exploded): No! You haven't divided your sweet-scented osmanthus cake among us yet!
(Updated 4,000 times a day, all about the silly daily routines of the monsters. The jokes are more dense than the chef's butt pot. If it's not funny, you follow the network cable to hit the stone lion - it has thick skin and can withstand beatings)]
