[Invincible flow + no system + one-sword superman + protecting the country + sand sculpture + counter-routine]
"Look at that man, he's a Taoist priest!"
"With the spiritual energy exhausted, haven't all Taoist sects disappeared?"
"Hahaha... Little Taoist priest, are you going to shave my feet with a sword?"
"Chinese monks are nothing more than insects. Your senior brother was the soul killed by my sword back then. How do you treat him?"
Zhang Xuan raised his sword and struck down.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, the earth cracked, the mountains fell, and the rivers stopped flowing.
The space was torn apart by the sword's will, creating an endless crack.
There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.
The crowd fell to their knees and exclaimed: "Taoist Master, please accept your magical powers!"
Henry Zhang stood with a sword on his back, his clothes and sleeves flying, and his handsome face looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.
A little black cat squatted next to him and sneered: "You should write a book."
"Oh? What book?"
"On the self-cultivation of pretenders?"
"... Get out!"
The plot is clear and a bit funny