After Being a Monk for Five Hundred Years, I Wore It Back

Big news in City B, the eldest lady of the Chu family has woken up after being in a coma for a year! Chu Mowu, who had been a female monk in Liuxian Continent for five hundred years, traveled back in time. When she opened her eyes and took her first breath, she almost pouted again. This air is terrible! Chu Mowu, who discovered that he had also returned with all his cultivation, cried before he could be happy because of the anger of this world that had no spiritual energy at all. I'd better become a monk! Small theater one: "Amitabha, donor, I see that your hall is dark, and there will be a bloody disaster soon." Chu Mowu, with a serious face, clasped his hands together and stared up at the man who appeared uninvited on his territory. The man took off his sunglasses, and the beautiful Danfeng's eyes were full of disdain: "Oh, woman, your stupid trick... Ah!" Chu Mowu punched the narcissistic man in the nose, and two tubes of bright nosebleeds slowly flowed out. Chu Mowu clasped his hands together and said in a compassionate tone: "I'll just say that you have suffered a bloody disaster." Small Theater 2: Chu Mowu went to the bank to withdraw money on a whim and was robbed with a gun. "Don't struggle! Hold your head with both hands!" The robber pointed a shotgun at Chu Mowu's forehead and threatened him. With a compassionate smile, Chu Mowu clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, donor, there is no end to the sea of suffering. When you turn around, you will find shore." The violent robber shot and blew up the lights: "You are so verbose, squat down!" "Okay, do you think my squatting standard is good?" Chu Mowu, who put his hands on the back of his head, smiled sweetly. … Until the robbers were surrounded by the police and pulled out a hostage with red eyes, Chu Mowu stood up with a smile. "The world is so beautiful, but you are so irritable. This is not good." In the blink of an eye, the shotgun split into two, and the robber trembled. The girl clasped her hands together and arched her eyebrows. … The heroine is a compassionate fool, and the author is a very lazy idiot. Intention: Amitabha, turn back and find the shore