Xuanqingzong asserted that I, Wang Xiao, was a calamity star whose soul was useless and had no chance of immortality in his life. Everyone in the village could not avoid it.
I stumbled into the Valley of Lost Souls and Burial Corpses, and picked up an ancient sword that laughed wildly and cursed people all day long. It also came with a crow's mouth that said all sorts of nonsense - all the good words were misfired, and all the dejected words came true.
Others meditated, swallowed pills, cultivated their spiritual energy, slayed monsters, and fought to overcome tribulations.
Only I, Lu Ziye: Laughing at oneself in a desperate situation can improve one's cultivation, and helping others resolve their obsessions can also improve one's cultivation. As long as all sentient beings feel comfortable and happy, my soul's cultivation will continue to improve.
What about the ultimate spiritual root?
With a mouth that confuses misfortune and fortune, he laughs his way through the obstacles and turns the whole world of immortality with laughter.
Not bad, novel and beautiful