Who would have thought that an ordinary night fishing trip would take Li Ning through time!
When I was squatting in the ditch for convenience, the luminous drift suddenly turned black. I was overwhelmed by the ecstasy of being hooked by the big fish. When I stood up, my ankles were caught by the trousers that I had taken off. I fell into the river and finished the job on the spot.
When he opened his eyes again, he was lost in the dream of Renjia Town, holding the beggar's identity card.
After spending thirty-eight days sleeping in the open air, starving to the limit, fighting a wild dog for half a piece of moldy cornstarch, he actually managed to snatch out a sign-in system for cultivating immortality!
Wash the tendons and cut the marrow to reshape the immortal bones. The innate yin and yang eyes can see through the ghosts of yin and yang. Storage space and orthodox immortal cultivation techniques are all available.
In order to make a stable living, Li Ning joined Yizhuang and became a disciple of Uncle Jiu.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is a well-behaved, sensible and talented Maoshan disciple.
Behind his back, he signed in like crazy, took pills to practice, and followed the true path of cultivating immortality.
Uncle Jiu stepped on the Gang to fight, thunder roared in his palms to quell evil spirits.
Li Ning looked on with confusion on his face:
"Master, is your ability to draw thunder and control energy really just Maoshan Taoism? Are you sure you are not cultivating immortality?"
Uncle Jiu's face became serious: Don't talk nonsense, this is the true teaching of Taoism.
