Junior Sister Xianyu, Please Enlighten Me!

Yi Anan was originally a carefree little immortal in a fairy novel that traveled through another world. But something is not right about this world. It seems that there are too many novels and scripts mixed together. However, she was turned back to the sect by being slapped with a piece of pie by the world's greatest swordsman. She originally thought that from now on, she could split mountains with her sword and divide the sea with her wave of her hand. As a disciple of the sect, countless wealth and wealth would come to her. Until I saw cranes flying and wolves jumping in front of the magnificent palace gate of Xianshan: The handsome senior brother who was supposed to be holding the script of a ruthless genius hero with a solemn face was about to slash the sacred tree with his master's sword. The enchanting second senior sister who was supposed to be cremated by the Demon Lord, the Young Emperor, and the young master of the Phoenix Clan, was hugging the third senior brother Long Aotian who had just been abandoned by sister Yinxiu and who had broken off the engagement. She followed the temptation and taught him to sell his sex life to earn spiritual stones to support his family. Several beautiful senior brothers from Lingxiao Peak next door were hiding in the low sacred trees and tearing up their handkerchiefs, almost crying. There was also a fourth senior brother, the "Domineering Demon King", who exuded the aura of the demon clan and had fox ears on his head, stumbled and tried to pluck the crane's feathers. My talented master who was supposed to be beautiful and strong but was actually stupid was still having fun. With no other choice, Yi Anan took a deep breath: "Can I go back to my casual practice?" Turning his head, he found that the delicate junior sister who had just taken over the time traveling bureau had not yet developed her ambitions to become a heartthrob. He looked at her with tears in his eyes and said, "Senior sister! Why is this different from what is written in the novel's outline!" Copywriting two: After the battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago, the immortal world's talents were withered. Almost all the monks in Lingya Peak sacrificed their lives to protect the common people. Zhang Junsheng, as the strongest remaining swordsman in the immortal world and the master of Lingya Peak, decided to revitalize the immortal sect with a fist. He captured the eldest disciple who was kneeling behind the peak to worship his old man and got drunk every day. He was seriously ill and was about to die. He begged the elder Yaofeng for medicine and fed him alive. Traveling in the human world, she saw that she had a talent that was rare in a thousand years, but was sold into a brothel by her parents to pay for her brother's medicine. She reluctantly used the ten low-grade spiritual stones she had left on her body, and brought her back to the sect from a mortal to become a disciple. When he was slaying demons and earning spirit stones for others, he discovered that the aspiring young man who yelled "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't deceive young people into poverty!" Was called out from behind by the name of his ex-fiancée. Zhang Junsheng looked at the snot-smeared clothes buried in the Qi family. He led the child back to the Immortal Sect to wash his clothes. Inexplicably, there was another third disciple under his seat. And one day, while he was drinking and reciting poems, the Venerable Sword Cultivator, pretending to be a scholar, saw the child abandoned by the demon clan. He couldn't even transform, but he was drooling after the few remaining cranes in his immortal sect... That's all, let's catch him too! In this way, Zhang Junsheng's plan to revitalize the Immortal Sect gained another hope - what a bummer! None of these disciples are reliable! He turned his head and saw Yi Anan holding the fox that wanted to eat the crane in his left hand, and holding his divine sword in his right hand. The long hem of the Xianmen disciple's uniform was tied into a knot, and the pitiful shouts of other disciples came from the Feixunluo pinned to his waist. "Master, can you save me some worries!!!" Zhang Junsheng burst into tears, truly seeing the glimmer of hope in his "mama" disciple. Wait, what's going on with that pretentious little kid with twitching eyes behind her? How could she accept a disciple when she hasn't even started training yet? ! Also known as "I don't want to be the nanny of my sect anymore" "My unreliable sword master and I" "Did senior brother take medicine today" "Stay away from my second senior sister who is incomparably charming and charming" "Why is third senior brother like that" "Master and fourth senior brother are stealing chickens again" "The group's favorite junior sister read the book and found something wrong in the script" Intention: Inspirational, caring about the world, working hard to cultivate immortality