# 800 Flowers on the street, I became a heavenly being in the world of immortality? !
I was defrauded of all my savings by my ex-girlfriend and resigned from my PUA. I took 800 yuan and went to Dunhuang to sell it. I picked up a broken sandbox from a street stall. When I was drinking, my tears dripped down, and the sand table suddenly lit up - Lin Xiaofan, who was in the Qinglan Sect of the world of immortality, had his legs broken and was thrown off a cliff, but he survived by my "rain of tears"!
Turning over a beer bottle, the bottle cap turned into a "Heaven-shaking Seal" and knocked the evil boy unconscious; he threw a shrimp shell and turned it into an "Ancient Fire Claw Relic" to attract crazy looters; he sprinkled expired Liuwei Rehmannia Pills and made him swallow the "Six Transformations Golden Elixir" to skyrocket his cultivation level! I wanted to watch the counterattack as a fun person, but Lin Xiaofan suddenly exploded: "My fate is up to me!" I was also upset - my reflection in the mirror blinked, shouted "spiritual energy fluctuations" in meetings, and my memory was still connected to him!
In order to save the parasitic son of the demon, Zhao Qian of the Black Evil Sect wanted to sacrifice Lin Xiaofan; the demon broke through the sand table, demon cultivators poured into our city, and the sky turned red! Lin Xiaofan walked through the passage and stood in front of me. Looking at the three-pointed face, we were confused: "Are you the one who causes trouble?" "Otherwise, who would throw the wind oil essence to you to break the magic array!" I used a microwave oven to create a flame barrier, and he swung his sword to kill the devil, and we were forced to form a team.
Su Muqing jumped into the tunnel to seal the door, and Qin Miaomiao transformed into a spiritual seed and merged with the world tree. Only then did I understand: what I bought for 800 yuan was not a sand table, but the fate of two worlds. Now that the passage is closed and the devil has sealed it, the seeds of the World Tree have sprouted, and the sand table is illuminated again—this time, is it a distress signal from a parallel world? !
