Lin Ye, the No. 1 Immortal Emperor of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, failed to escape the tribulation and returned to the earth five hundred years ago.
Opening his eyes, he was twenty-three years old, had just been fired from the company, had three hundred yuan in his bank card, and his girlfriend was walking out of a Sichuan restaurant on her arm with a rich second generation.
"Lin Ye, don't blame me, you can't give me the life I want."
He didn't hold back. I turned around and went to the drugstore to buy a ten-dollar package of silver needles, and sat down cross-legged in the rental house. The landlord posted a rent notice on the door, and the whole town laughed at him as a charlatan.
But it's this "liar"——
The landlord who had terminal cancer was cured with three silver needles, and the attending doctor walked around the office for ten minutes with the test sheets.
Using a set of acupuncture to help a terminally ill female CEO sleep well for the first time in eight years, the other party offered him 10 million to be her personal doctor.
He used three silver needles to restore his sanity to the former leader of the dragon group who had been crazy for twenty years. From then on, he had an old lunatic in the transformation stage as his thug.
When the ancient martial arts family came to the door, he smashed Patriarch Murong's body-protecting Qi with one finger: "You call this martial arts?"
The hidden sect came out in full force, and he triggered a catastrophe that turned the entire mountain into rubble.
The Demon King from the Outer Territories descended from the cracks in the center of the earth. He stood in front of the tomb of past guardians and turned the dark purple ring on his ring finger——
The emperor's cultivation level returned in an instant.
"Is this the emperor's hometown that you can come to?"
