[Female Channel Cultivation + Slow Upgrade + Space + Vest + Divine Pet]
Imitation makeup, seiyuu, vocal music, dance, martial arts, music, chess, calligraphy and painting... Su Jinhuan, the all-round anchor, did not expect that her most trusted family member deceived her into signing a property transfer and paid a huge amount of insurance money, and planned an "accident" to kill her.
When she opened her eyes again, she had become the abandoned legitimate daughter of Xuanling Continent.
What?
If the spiritual roots are damaged and the Taoist platform is destroyed, will immortality and mortal beings be separated forever?
No... She wants to change her destiny against the will of heaven, repair her spiritual roots, rebuild her Taoist platform, and become a powerful female cultivator.
In her last life, she was in a state of life and death. In the end, the cows and horses suffered misfortune. She was too tired.
I will never wrong myself in this life, do whatever makes me feel comfortable, and enjoy the world.
One day, what happened?
How did she accidentally become Bai Yueguang, whom everyone from all walks of life loves and hates?
The young master of Huanyin Pavilion, who was well protected, kept quiet about the world, and had never suffered from love: "Shu'er, I'm not as good as Long Yang, I only like women."
The cold and merciless Saint Son, who regarded women as ferocious beasts, his eyes turned red as he begged,
"Shu'er, you are the only person who makes my heart beat and can still be intimate with me. Please don't let me go, okay?"
The Hehuan Sect's abstinent/crazy criticizing the Shuangtai Sect Master lowered his noble head, "Yan'er, as long as you are happy, I/I am willing to do anything for you."
The prince of the demon world who was crazy about masochism handed over the fire-marked whip, with excitement faintly burning in his eyes.
"Ling'er, the whipping has not been carried out today."
The cold and evil Lord of the Underworld, "I have been in darkness and been lonely for thousands of years. Fortunately, I met the light. How can I let go?"
The indifferent and distant Buddhist saint looked at the beautiful young man in pink robe who could not tell the difference between male and female, only reaching to his chest...
