Reborn as a turtle with a long life, Lin Beixuan just wanted to be a salted fish. The first-generation head of the family he assisted was a complete fool. "Brother Turtle, we are surrounded by monsters, what should we do?"
He silently drew a defensive formation diagram on the ground.
The second-generation head of the family is a cultivator: "Master Turtle, I seem to be about to break through."
He slowly breathed out a mouthful of pure spiritual energy.
The third generation head of the family... Is a love brain: "Gui Zu, she doesn't love me!"
He... He simply retracted his head into the shell.
In this way, Lin Beixuan relied on "living longer" and "knowing more" to become a living map of the family and a walking Buddhist scripture pavilion. His greatest pleasure is to hide his incompetence, farm, cultivate spiritual plants, occasionally give guidance to the younger generations, and watch the family grow little by little.
Until one day, the crisis of genocide comes and everyone is desperate.
Lin Beixuan finally poked his head out of the turtle shell and sighed: "I still have to take action myself."
At that moment, the entire world of cultivation saw the shadow of a huge black turtle that covered the sky rising from a small spirit beast bag.
Reader comments
Beautiful and detailed, please update the author soon!
Turtle is very cute. Hahaha. The author writes very smoothly. I hope there are more [shy]
Beautiful and detailed, please update the author soon!
Turtle is very cute. Hahaha. The author writes very smoothly. I hope there are more [shy]