[Lying flat in the city + spiritual recovery + no heroine]
My name is Nie Qiu and I have lived for 11,400 years.
In the Age of Dharma Ending, the path to immortality is cut off, and I am the last practitioner in the world.
In order not to attract the attention of heaven, I proclaimed myself immortal power and lived like an ordinary otaku.
He gets hungry, gets sleepy, plays games, and scolds his teammates.
The only difference is that I will never die or grow old, and my memory will last forever.
And, anyone who touches my bottom line will definitely die.
My neighbors think I'm useless, and my sect disciples don't even look at me when they pass by.
Very good, I wish the whole world would forget about me.
Until the ferocious beast in the back mountain woke up, the three sect disciples knelt down and begged for mercy.
I put down the phone and sighed: "Can you please let me finish this in peace?
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