No One Will Become Immortal by Relying on the Air Conditioner Remote Control, Right?

Recommend the pre-collection of "The Wish-making Bastard I Picked Up is the Demon Lord", the copy is at the bottom! I recommend a good friend's article "Cultivation as an Immortal is a matter of robbing money!" By Ming Yujing, super beautiful! ———————————— The final exam day for the outer disciples of the Linghe Sect coincided with the scorching heat that is rare in thousands of years. The sect leader modified the exam questions on the spot, with the theme of cooling down, to test the disciples' ability to control spells to determine whether they were qualified to enter the inner sect. The 99 outer sect disciples used eighteen kinds of martial arts, and the best result was just a slight drop in the temperature within a one-meter radius. The sect leader sighed while watching, and couldn't help lamenting that the quality of this year's outer sect enrollment was too low. Until the 100th disciple—— Yu Shandie appears. She took out a palm-sized magic weapon from her sleeve and pressed it casually. After a "di" sound. The whole world is cool. Sect leader (crying with joy):! ! ! All the elders (in tears):! ! ! Disciple eating melon (jumping up and down):! ! ! Immediately afterwards, she was surrounded by everyone and accepted into the sect of Xiao Yanzhu, a swordsman genius recognized by the Linghe Sect. Yu Shandie (scratching his head in confusion): Turn on the air conditioner at 18 degrees and no one scolds you? #You people in the world of cultivation are pretty good. - Xiao Yanzhu was extremely fed up with the young disciple that the sect forced upon him. He thinks very highly of himself and has always only accepted geniuses as his disciples. But this man not only has garbage water and fire spiritual roots, but he is also a Qi practitioner in his twenties, and the only thing he can look like is the strange Tiandao magic weapon in his hand. If such a person stays in the school, it won't be long before he feels ashamed and asks to leave. But what he didn't expect was that in just two days, his group of talented disciples who had always been at odds with each other would actually dote on this good-for-nothing little junior sister. Interesting, he wanted to see what special abilities she had. One month later. Yu Shandie: Master, Master! The Feng Ling flower is blooming! Xiao Yanzhu said in his heart: Oh, it's just a coincidence. Two months later. Yu Shandie: Master, Master! The water spirit root has mutated! Xiao Yanzhu thought in his mind: Oh, just lucky. Three months later. Yu Shandie: Master, Master! The ice-cold dragon is hatching eggs! ! Xiao Yanzhu's heart: Huh - wait? ? ? Ice-cold dragon! ! ! #His, this cheap apprentice of his seems to be really capable? Small Theater Sword Tomb. Xiao Yanzhu: The cold poison in this seat can only be controlled by body temperature—— Yu Shandie: I know, I know, the hot air is set to 37 degrees, and you blow slowly. Xiao Yanzhu:... #Does she have to be so capable at this time? - Instructions for consumption: 1.1V1, HE, the writing style is light and sandy, with elements such as group pets, (micro) crematoriums, and horse-dropping. 2. I follow the path of cultivating immortals, practicing qi-building foundation-golden elixir-Nascent Soul-Mahayana-overcoming tribulations 3. [Eccentric and cheerful puppy] Yu Shandie (ENFP) x [Aloof and mean swordsman genius] Xiao Yanzhu (ISTJ) 4. In the early stage, the male protagonist is very needy and lacks emotional intelligence. He is a straight man and an old dog. But in the middle and later stages, he will become an obedient golden retriever who chases his wife. Copywriting screen recording on June 11, 2023 -------------------------- The wishing tortoise I picked up is the Demon Lord There was only one word in the dictionary of Yan Qianyue's life in the seventeen years before he traveled through time: miserable. His spiritual roots were destroyed and he was expelled from the inner gate. The soul sword broke and his cultivation retreated sharply. I was bullied and couldn't even eat enough. She thought she would live in such a muddle for the rest of her life, until she met a wish-making tortoise on her eighteenth birthday. The spiritual root was destroyed? It's free of charge and can be used as you like. Soul sword broken? Free of charge Tianpin Spirit Sword, pick it as you like. Not enough to eat? It's a free Man-Han banquet where you can eat whatever you want. After getting the wishing bastard, Yan Qianyue got everything he wanted, and his cultivation skyrocketed. He suddenly became the dazzling and proud son of Feixue Palace, and was only one step away from entering the Mahayana stage. The premise is that she must team up with a Taoist companion who has spiritual consciousness to pass through the Water Moon Mirror. Yan Qianyue, who has been widowed for eighteen years, is not at all panicked. After all, with the bastard in hand, are you afraid that you won't be able to find the right person to form a contract with her? She has no problem directly ordering 180 male models with 180+ eight-pack abs! Yan Qianyue (takes out the tortoise with his backhand to make a wish): Ahem, some male models! The next second... The male voice coming from the bastard's shell was filled with cold anger. "Isn't it enough for you to have me? Do you want to form a contract with another male demon?" Yan Qianyue (throwing the tortoise two feet away in shock): It's so fierce, even the tortoise will be jealous these days! * Demon Lord Bian Zhanxing's cultivation is unfathomable and he has a violent and ruthless temper. He once broke into the world's largest sect by himself, slaughtered a whole family and then escaped without a trace. After retreating, his consciousness entered a transparent space, and something called the "Wish System" bound him. Bian Zhanxing: "You mean, as long as her wish is fulfilled, my cultivation level will rise accordingly?" System: "That's right, if she reaches the Mahayana stage, you can ascend directly if you kill her!" Bian Zhanxing regarded cultivation as his destiny, and gave her all the best cultivation magic weapons, just to wait until the moment when she achieved great success. But when that moment really came, he saw that lively and petite figure waving and running towards him... But all he could hear in his ears was the frantic and disorderly beating of his own heartbeat. * Small theater: Yan Xianyue's inner OS: Alas, when will I find an alchemy furnace that suits me... Bian Zhanxing looked at the alchemy furnace with a price of 10,000 high-grade spiritual jade on the translucent screen in front of him, and raised the value to 999 without changing his expression. The next second, Yan Xianyue was dumbfounded when he looked at the mountain of pill furnace people. "I'm just sighing casually! It's not a wish! And isn't it said that the alchemy furnace is very expensive?!" Bian Zhanxing replied expressionlessly: "I have too much money to spend, so I can buy whatever I want." Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you