Everyone in the world of cultivation knows that Shen Sheng, the direct disciple of Lingyun Sect's ancestor, is a god.
The ancestor and his Taoist companions wandered around the world of cultivation, leaving nothing to do with the affairs of the sect.
Shen Sheng can only take over one task and work as a social worker every day.
The second junior brother is a sword cultivator. He goes out to fight with others every day. If he gets into trouble, Shen Sheng can only follow behind to apologize and compensate.
The third junior sister is an alchemy cultivator who burns furnaces every day and consumes herbal treasures as if they are free. Shen Sheng spends all day scratching his head and head over the sect's finances.
The younger junior brother was of half-demon blood, and was always able to stir up bloody turmoil in the world of cultivation. Shen Sheng pinned his head to his waistband and resigned to his fate to hide his identity.
Finally one day, the junior brother turned black and pointed his sword at Shen Sheng's lifeline, saying that he had had enough of this loveless sect and the sanctimonious senior brother. Shen Sheng was angry and simply hit the tip of the sword. Shen Sheng no longer wants to be an old scalper, not anymore.
When he opened his eyes again, Shen Sheng was reborn.
The entire sect was reborn.
Formerly a sensible, responsible and hard-working old scalper, now a careless and ruthless idler.
VS guilt, regret, crying, begging for forgiveness, paranoia and suffering
I feel that if someone is kind to you regardless of gain or loss, it is better to be grateful that you have it than to say that you don't need it.
Intention: No one can give blindly. If so, please be grateful.