Ling Shuangyue, the scroll king of the world of immortality, was struck back to the modern city with thin aura by an inexplicable purple sky thunder at the last moment when he was ascending through the tribulation. What's even worse is that her superb cultivation was sealed and she became a powerless... Flower shop owner?
Looking at the pitiful balance in the bank card, and then looking at the flower garden in front of her that was almost destroyed by her predecessor, Ling Shuangyue just wanted to look up to the sky and scream: God, can't you afford it!
That's all, how can there be any earthly fragrance after ascending? She decided to lie down completely and become an ordinary flower grower.
But who would have known that the mint she planted could refresh the mind, comparable to a panacea; the roses she raised could beautify the skin, better than fairy dew;
The business tycoon held the banknotes in his hands: "Master Ling, please give me a pot of money tree, the price is whatever you want!"
The master of metaphysics held the compass in his arms: "Senior Ling, the feng shui of your flower garden... Isn't fairy energy, can I let this junior understand it?"
The sickly young master of the hidden family stayed in her shop and refused to leave: "Shuangyue, I see that you are missing me in your life. Do you think this pot of lotus flowers looks like us?"
Ling Shuangyue held a kettle in one hand and a hoe in the other, looking at the longer and longer queue at the door with a look of sorrow on her face.
I really... Just want to retire quietly and farm a field! How could he accidentally become the top person in this world again?
