The entire network is waiting for the system to arrive, and only he knows that the gaze itself is power.
On the night of Dujie, he was attacked by a surprise attack, and thunder knocked him from the world of immortality into the earth's morgue. After nine hundred years of cultivation, there is no system, no golden fingers, and only one secret that no one has discovered: on this planet, human eyes are the most vast spiritual veins. When someone looks at him, his cultivation level rises; when someone comments on the barrage, his Dantian becomes hot.
So he started a live broadcast. During the day, a silver needle hangs from the pot to help the world, and he accepts a bowl of noodles for a terminal disease that cannot be cured by three million dollars; when the camera is turned on at night, the black fans scold him, all of which are to generate electricity for him - but this electricity is poisonous.
The restriction of the platform's traffic will reduce his cultivation level; the ban on the entire network will destroy his Taoist foundation.
What he didn't know was that the thunder that split the boundary membrane was arranged by others from the beginning.
Someone is raising him.
