As soon as I traveled through time, I was stabbed in the back by the saint. Damn it.
The good news is that before I died, I waved the whole country with a golden finger to avenge me!
The bad news is that the country thinks I am too weak and I need military training!
From then on, my painting style of cultivating immortals completely went astray.
I want to practice in seclusion and comprehend the world.
Captain Gao Jianguo kicked my cave open: "Who told you to be lazy! The three-thousand-meter obstacle race has begun!"
I refined the best elixir and caused the elixir disaster.
Colonel Zhang Tao directly called the artillery: "Blow up that cloud for me! Don't delay Comrade Lin Mo's ideological and moral class in the afternoon!"
I finally perfected the golden elixir and can fly with my sword.
Two J-20s stopped me in the air, and the pilot stuck his head out: "Comrade, please show me your airspace flight permit. Do you want your driver's license?"
The entire world of cultivating immortals is numb.
Other monks survive the calamity and escape death, but I have meteorological weapons to protect me when I go through the calamity.
The monks from other clans were trying to seize the treasure in the secret realm and suffered a bloody blow. I directly followed the national exploration team to develop strategic resources.
I cried when I looked at the report "A feasibility report on transforming this secret place into our army's No. 73 Military Supplies Logistics Base."
What about the promise of grudges and grudges to control the world? Why did he become a member of the 996 Immortal Society? !
