When he left the valley, he only had thirty-two pennies in his pocket, enough to buy a bowl of mutton powder.
Xia Mingfeng is a poor immortal cultivator wandering around the market, and Gu Haohao is the proprietress of the tea shed who collects bills. If a credit card is not paid back, a debt will be pursued to the ends of the earth. Two mortals who do not seek immortality have seen the sky split, the dragon pass, and the immortal sect preach.
She can empathize with plants and trees, soothe lingering obsessions, and see through ghosts and ghosts—but she cannot see through the undisciplined rake in front of her who refuses to repay his debts.
To the end of cultivating immortality, what you are cultivating is not immortality, but a method of living.
——Hot rice. Tired dragon. Credit.
Intention: Live in the moment and be complete by yourself