This World of Cultivating Immortals Is Different

[Cultivation + travel + daily life + food + no cp + knowing how to wear it back] Zhang Ou wore it. At first he thought the master he was following was a money-swindler, then he thought he was a martial arts master, and then he found out he was an immortal. But this world of cultivating immortals seems to be different from his understanding. There is no sect, no immortal master, no competition among sect disciples, no secret realm, and even fellow cultivators are rare. The practice of cultivating immortals is also strange. The master took him to see the rolling clouds, the blue sea and the sky, the mountains and the sunset, the solitary smoke in the desert, the Arctic glaciers, and the magnificent scenery in the world. Let him also watch the weddings and funerals of ordinary people, watch brothers turn against each other to divide the family wealth, watch tribesmen bully orphans and widowed mothers, watch evil mothers-in-law tease their daughters-in-law, watch the number one scholar refuse to marry a noble daughter and live up to the bad wife, watch generals die in battle, watch the dynasty building collapse, and watch the worldly world. "What path are you pursuing?" Zhang Ou thought for a long time and said, "Go home." Intention: The passing of the night is the radiance of dawn