[Farming + Pretending to be a pig, eating a tiger and cultivating an immortal style] When I woke up, I became a devil's vine. While other time travelers were busy fighting monsters and upgrading, I planted elixirs deep in the Mist Mountains.
Amethyst Orchid, Blood Ganoderma, and Blood Jade Fruit sprouted out one after another. The shopkeeper of Yun Lai Pavilion came to ask me for supplies, and the female disciples of the Xian Sect also surrounded me. I thought I could be a spiritual planter with peace of mind, but my enemies came to intercept and kill me. Sorry, I will fight you back at the late spiritual level. Want to touch me? Behind me is the entire Mist Mountain, and tens of thousands of vines are my army. The poisonous miasma is my barrier, the vines are my weapons, I have the final say in this forbidden land.
When I go out, no one can recognize me in my disguise. With this face, wherever he goes, there are fairies offering tea and geniuses provoking. It's a pity that they don't know what kind of monster is standing in front of them. In terms of resilience, I am the demon plant; in terms of defense, I am the devil vine. Human monks in the same realm can't even withstand my poison.
They thought I was a casual cultivator, but actually I was the master of the forbidden area. They thought I was the prey, but actually I was the hunter. Dealing among the major forces, he was like a fish in water, and by the way, he planted the medicine garden into the sect's heritage. Want to take advantage of me? First, I asked the poisonous miasma in the Mist Mountains whether he would agree.
It was okay before, but so-so as an adult.