Chen Ping'an, a villager in Qingniu Village, has zero spiritual roots and zero cultivation qualifications. His ideal in life is to marry a daughter-in-law and cultivate a few acres of thin farmland.
One day, he dug a "broken stone" in the field and wanted to use it as a table leg.
Then——
The monks at the foundation-building stage saw him kneeling down, the elders at the pill-forming stage saw him trembling, and the old monster at the Nascent Soul stage saw him take a detour.
Chen Pingan: "I'm really just here to sell food..."
All the monks: "Senior, be humble! Selling food is selling the food of heaven and earth!"
Chen Pingan: "I really don't know how to fight..."
All the monks: "Senior is unfathomable! 'Not knowing how to fight' is the most simple way!"
Chen Pingan: "I just farm casually..."
All the monks: "Senior's advice! Farming the land is training one's heart in the world of mortals!"
So——
The Luoyun Sect gave him ten thousand acres of spiritual land, the head of the Blood Knife Sect knelt down and begged to be his disciple, the saint of the Xuantian Sect fell in love with him, and the heads of the various sects in the Qingyun Domain lined up to kowtow.
The master of the Tianji Pavilion made a fortune for him and exclaimed: "I can't figure it out! This person's origin is beyond the heavenly secrets!"
Chen Ping'an collapsed: "I'm really just a farmer!!!"
