The only immortal grass in the immortal world failed to survive the tribulation, and its body was struck to death by the tribulation thunder. It resurrected as the great uncle Kisuke, the number one genius in the world of immortality.
The original owner, Kisuke, had dual spiritual roots of thunder and ice, and was a genius that the sect rarely encountered in a thousand years. Unexpectedly, when he was seriously injured while traveling, he was taken away by a lonely soul from another world. It happened that he also took a fancy to this body.
So, with a wave of his hand, the lonely soul from another world became the nourishment for his soul.
The original owner's peerless fiancée? I don't like her.
The original owner's chance fairy mansion? I don't like it.
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On the contrary, the silly handyman disciple won his heart deeply.
(Let's be clear: Immortality grass has no gender, no distinction between good and evil, and there will be retribution in the future. If you don't like it, don't spray it.)
Intention: Human beings are not grass and trees, and no one can make mistakes