Uncle Master, Your Sorcery Is Too Evil.

Mo Changan won one billion. The next second, he traveled through time. He became the uncle of the declining Taoist temple in Xuantian Continent. The useless magic skills learned from the old Taoists in reality actually shine in other worlds. He is using his evil magic to revive the mountain gate, which makes him laugh. "Little uncle, you are so duplicitous... How can you let the genius of the Holy Land kneel down and call me daddy?" "Uncle, if you use your aromatic talisman on a pig, a bunch of men will surround it..." "Uncle, isn't this a moving talisman? Why are you specifically carrying other people's clothes? It's so harmful..." "Little uncle, doesn't the enchantment spell confuse people? How come it also confuses monsters? They chased the saint all over the mountain..." "Uncle..." "Uncle..." "Uncle, we can't stay here any longer!" "Little uncle, all the gates are blocked!" "Yes, uncle, why don't you take us to Blue Star?" ... Old God Mo Changan was here: "Why are you panicking? There is no good or evil in magic, good and evil exist in the human heart!" Fantasy imagination, time travel, rebirth, Taoism, and sand sculptures.