My name is Shen Xiaolou. The spiritual root test "recommended a career change". The outer door took me in purely for charity.
The leader said that if the foundation is not established within a year, he will leave.
I turned around and glanced at the alchemy furnace - I didn't have the spiritual power, but I still had the brain.
Hemostatic grass is mixed with white phosphorus, and the forsythia root is not peeled, and the temperature is controlled using home-grown methods learned from traveling in the world. What is refined is called "waste elixir" by serious alchemists.
But Waste Pill has its uses.
For example, the chief swordsman of Tianxuan Sect, Gu Changyuan, who was famously cold and ascetic, after taking one of my "Singing Pills", he sang "The River Flows East" in front of the entire sect for three days.
The whole fairy world is hunting me.
Only he chased me and said with red eyes: "Give me one more, I haven't sung enough yet."
Later he became my Taoist companion.
Later I ascended.
By selling useless elixirs.
——This is the story of a loser who used crooked ways to destroy the immortal world and abducted the strongest sword cultivator.
