Shen Ling traveled through the world of cultivating immortals. When he opened his eyes, he felt numb!
What? At the beginning, the enemy's sect is about to raise a master to punish the culprit. The master is gone, the sect is extremely poor, and the junior brothers and sisters are still underage?
Sect spirit stone? No! Treasures from heaven and earth? Don't even think about it!
Just when Shen Ling was about to cry without tears, the [Mysterious Crystal] in his mind suddenly awakened!
Let me take a look at the top-quality spiritual stones in your hand and make a copy of a bunch of top-quality spiritual stones!
Show me the thousand-year-old elixir in your hand, and copy countless thousand-year-old elixirs!
Let me observe and imitate the top magic weapons in your hand, and copy a large number of top magic weapons!
From then on, others struggled to find resources, but Shen Ling's backhand was just a copy!
Spiritual stone? As much as you want!
Panacea? Eat it as jelly beans!
Magic weapon? Disciples, take your pick!
Seeing the sect getting richer and stronger, Shen Ling touched his chin: "Hey, Invincible, I'm really lonely!"
