After lying in the hospital for half a year and being sentenced to death, I thought my life was over.
Who would have thought that a shady old man who was pretending to be ill would come and drag me back from hell with just one shot!
Mr. Xuan: You are a ten thousand year pure Yang spirit body. In the eyes of evil cultivators, you are like Tang Monk. If you want to survive, you must cultivate immortality with me.
I:? ? ? I am a solo player, and I just want to be an ordinary person!
Others practice sword skills and refine elixirs in their cultivation of immortality, but my cultivation of immortality relies entirely on tricks——
Modify "Little Apple" as a training formula,
The phrase "retreat, retreat, retreat" gathers energy to overcome evil spirits.
Dance in the square to dodge flying swords and bewilder the entire sect!
The gentle head nurse Su Wangengjue was led by me to become a medical practitioner:
Infusion tube = fairy rope, first aid kit = treasure bag, nurse needle can solve all kinds of problems!
Mr. Xuan secretly kept the secret and kept saying: "Your cultivation has been delivered~"
I acted cute and cool throughout the whole process, and kept flipping over, but I was able to operate with a conspicuous bag.
From the sick man in the ward, he swept across the city, the world of immortality, the three realms, and the universe!
Evil Cultivator: I want to swallow your spirit body!
Me: Back off, back off!
BOSS: I'm going to counter your moves!
Me: For the sake of my family, I will not retreat!
Others rely on strength to become gods, but I rely on comedy + protection to become the Supreme of the Three Realms!
