I Signed in at the Back Mountain of Jiuxiao for Ten Thousand Years

"I signed for ten thousand years in the back mountain of Jiuxiao" Lu Chen traveled through the world of immortal cultivation and signed in for ten thousand years at the bottom of Jiuxiao Sect's burial cloud cliff. When others ask for magical weapons, he uses the sky-opening ax as a hatchet; when others snatch the chaos clock, he hangs it on the door as a wind chime; when others pursue magical beasts, his magical beasts are busy getting into bed, frying eggs, and planting sweet potatoes. At the end of ten thousand years, the seven mythical beasts he raised are invincible: the little black dragon is afraid of the cold, the phoenix loves fried eggs, the star python uses stars to plate walnuts, Qilin is dedicated to growing sweet potatoes, Xuanwu strikes for chicken legs... And the seven apprentices who fell off the cliff to be their disciples have become giants in the world all by themselves. Sect competition? The apprentice went to "clear the place". Immortal invasion? The mythical beast serves as a barbecue. The collapse of heaven? He said "It's so noisy" that it shattered the fragments of heaven. The Immortal Emperor begged: "Senior, my cave is in need of a watchdog!" Lu Chen said: "Just in time, my dog is in need of a companion." From the Jiuxiao Sect to the Immortal Realm, from the universe to chaos, all enemies will eventually understand - those who offend my back mountain will have their homes torn apart by mythical beasts; those who disturb my dreams will have their slippers stepped on my face. This book will not ascend, become emperor, or live forever. It will only stay in the world of fireworks for ten thousand years? But just warming up. Core tone: pretentious and natural, mythical beasts are funny, the protagonist is lazy and protects his shortcomings, the rhythm is refreshing, and the final chapter "The rice is cold, go home and eat"