Shen Yuan has been squatting on the wall of Qingyun Town for fifteen years. His greatest skill is being poor and happy.
The Immortal Sect came to recruit disciples, and she went there for ten taels of silver. The spirit-detecting stone flashed and then went out. She bought a leg of lamb with her money, went home and cooked a pot of stew with Grandma Wang, until her mouth was full of oil.
As a result, an old man with a white beard climbed over the wall that night and came to find her. He said that she was a chaotic spirit that was rare in the world and could not be detected by the spirit test stone, so he wanted to accept her as his apprentice.
Shen Yuan thought for a while and followed. It's not because she wants to become an immortal, it's because - she really has nothing else to do.
After getting started, she discovered that her cultivation path was different from others. Others are walking on a flat road, but she seems to be jumping into a trap. The first level of Qi Refining was stuck for half a month, and her Dantian was unable to retain spiritual power. She was so anxious that she cooked noodles in the middle of the night.
Later, the senior brother told her that it was not that she had no spiritual roots, but that her spiritual roots were broken. For fifteen years, she had been walking with her consciousness and had no idea that she was carrying a broken leg.
Some people had laid out the plan before she was born, some were squatting in the spiritual field to deliver steamed buns to her, and some were waiting for her in the depths of the secret realm for thousands of years.
Shen Yuan didn't think too much. She just felt that she could laugh when she was hungry in Qingyun Town, but now that she has food, drink, a master and a senior brother, her life will not be worse than before.
Then just walk.
Intention: People who are lucky will not have bad luck.
