I have been working as a handyman in the Lingxiao Sect for three years, and I don't even have spiritual roots.
Sweeping the floor, being kicked, and drinking three-grain rice porridge every day.
Until there was a blank booklet under the pillow——
The diary written in it will become a "prophecy" for others.
The more outrageous it is, the faster I practice.
I made up a sentence casually:
"After three months, Master will go crazy and kneel in front of me and beg me to transfer her spiritual energy."
The next day,
The strongest female elder of Lingxiao Sect,
He named me as his disciple.
The way she looked at me -
It was like looking at someone she had been waiting for for a long time.
