The day Su Wanli woke up from the mass grave, the mark of hell was carved on her back and she held a broken piece of porcelain in her arms.
The world said she was evil, and the orthodox immortal sect offered a reward to kill her. Even the monks passing by had to chant sutras to save her.
But she just doesn't believe in this world.
Luoyan Village was deserted enough for horse racing, so she took root here.
Open up wasteland, build canals, build schools, and gather the displaced mortals behind them;
Point stubborn rocks, summon spirit foxes, plant spirit fields, and turn the plants and animals that everyone shouts and beats into defending monsters.
The fairy gate squeezes the earth's veins, but she nourishes the village with her merits;
The Buddhist monk said that her sins were serious——
She raised her eyes to look at the monk who was chanting sutras, and handed over a piece of freshly steamed spiritual rice cake:
"Little master, chanting sutras is not as good as eating a full meal. Do you want to stay and see if the merit I have accumulated can support this whole village of people?"
Qing Leng Buddhist cultivator looked at the bowl of human fireworks and suddenly couldn't move the beads in his hand.
Purpose: Infrastructure development