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After being bound to the immortal cultivation system, Nian Zhiqiu thought he was about to take off. It turns out that the novice's mission is not to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, but to rush into the vegetable market at six o'clock in the morning and find the vegetable seller to bargain for 30 cents. Failure penalty? The recording of her complaining about her boss last week was distributed to the entire company. Wearing pajamas and slippers, she rushed to the vegetable market with unkempt hair. Her aunt looked at her ashen face and stuffed the food into her arms: "Girl, go back and cook a bowl of noodles, put two poached eggs in it, and then go out for a walk!" The next second, she was dragged into the illusion of three dynasties. During the Shang weekend, there was a severe drought. The old woman put the treasured red dates into her hand: "My son gave it to me, but I couldn't bear to eat it. You are young, so you eat it." In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Chang'an was in flames of war. The little maid Chan'er broke off the remaining half of the Hu cake and put it into her hand: "Madam, don't be afraid, life is worth more than gold." In the wilderness at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the army was defeated. The lame soldier took the flint from her, smiled faintly, and turned around to walk into the grass. After three thousand years, she has not become an immortal or ascended. She just wants to go back to the rental house and cook a bowl of hot noodles. When she stood at the door of the vegetable market again, the aunt wiped her hands and handed her a wooden sign with the word "Zhu" engraved on it: "Will you be a mortal for the first time? The Tao is not in the sky, but in the radish and cabbage. Hatring people is the most tiring, more tiring than moving bricks. Let's go, aunt will teach you - living a good life today will be your eternity." [Anti-routine cultivation + historical time travel + healing life flow. Not ascending, but living and understanding.]