The strongest talisman cultivator in the world of immortality died in a sneak attack from heaven, causing an uproar in the world.
Feng · Party · Former Strongest Sword Cultivator · Poor Ghost · Stingy · Ling: Thank you for the invitation, I am not dead, I was just kicked out by Heavenly Dao while testing the practicality of the Iron Painting Talisman.
(Tiandao: Sister! I kneel down and beg you! I didn't give you such a big deal just to let you stay at home and do scientific research!)
After being kicked out of her original world, Fengling fell into a different world as expected.
After releasing his aura as a Mahayana monk, as expected, his identity was rationalized, but the price was that his cultivation level was completely unusable, like a power bank without a socket.
But the eyes and this ability are still there.
She blinked her eyes, and in order to make money, she reluctantly took out the small apprenticeship flag from the space magic weapon, sat on the ground, put on sunglasses, and set up a stall.
Later, when I learned that I was actually a people's teacher...
Hmm... A vocational school for magic? College? Ah no, technical school?
It seems that you can only have a place by teaching yourself the special skill of talismans.
——I am good at writing. I am ooc. My flow is the strongest.
——The heroine starts from the age of 3000, and her seniority in the world of magic is the same as that of Noctua. She doesn't like old cows to eat young grass.
——Xia Youjie did not rebel because he was taught by an open-minded old home girl.
——The writing is terrible, the timeline is terrible, the logic is terrible, the plot is terrible, and I want to please myself. I wrote it all because of my love for [Xia Youjie] and the idea of [I have to find a way to write a person who is more pretentious than 5t5].
——And most importantly, I coo coo coo coo
2020.11.24
Intention: If there was one more strongest person, would they be better off?
