Lu Chuan was struck by lightning and entered the world of immortality.
To be precise, three thunders. The first one shattered the window of his rental house, the second one pierced the alien notebook he just bought, and the third one hit him directly on the head. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was a mountain peak shrouded in mist, with a huge bluestone square at his feet, surrounded by hundreds of young people wearing gray cloth like him. On the high platform directly in front, an old man with a white beard was lecturing in a serious voice.
"From today on, you are the outer disciples of my Qingyun Sect! The road to immortality is long and difficult, including refining Qi, building foundations, golden elixirs, Nascent Soul, transforming into gods, transcending tribulations, Mahayana, seven realms, one heaven and one heaven! You need to practice hard and strive to enter the Qi refining period as soon as possible, so that you can live up to the grace of cultivation from our Qingyun Sect!"
