Traveling through the world of cultivating immortals, everyone else has spiritual roots, but I don't.
After ten years of being a loser and ten years of sweeping the land, Bai Jinyu has completely recovered.
But he found that something was wrong with his luck.
The outer disciple who bullied him was stung by a bee when he went out and broke his leg when he walked on the ground.
The genius of the inner sect who wants to kill him will use a magic weapon that will explode on the spot, and the summoned spiritual beast will chase his master.
Even the ancestor of the sect who wanted to search for his soul would be struck by a bolt of lightning flying from the sky one second before casting the spell, causing his heart to become unstable.
Gradually, a legend spread like wildfire within the sect——
"That sweeper is definitely a hidden power, playing in the human world!"
"I'm afraid there is a powerful Taoist ancestor-level protector beside him!"
"No one can mess with him. Whoever messes with him will be unlucky. This is the law of heaven!"
Facing a group of big guys who imagined themselves to be peerless experts, Bai Jinyu trembled.
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"
"I'm really just a mortal who wants to live a good life!"
"Please don't send me any more treasures from heaven and earth. I can't even keep them in my kitchen!"
