Tao Ruan has always felt that his sect's style of painting is different from other sects.
For example:
His senior brother made a plan on the first day and said he would go public and become bigger and stronger. After knowing that he was in the world of cultivation, he trained desperately. Tao Ruan thought he was pursuing the peak. The fifth senior sister spat out the melon seed shells with disdain, "Bah! He just wants to be the king of rolls!"
My second senior brother has a straight face every day. Every time he goes out to practice, he comes back covered in blood. Ask him if he has a few more enemies and countless blood feuds. Every day, there are old monster-level people who want to accept him as a disciple and teach them skills, saying that he is so scary!
The third senior sister is quite normal. She just gets excited when she hears any rankings. She always says that if my brother is here, he will definitely be more beautiful and so on.
It doesn't matter that my senior brothers and sisters are usually unreliable, but my old father is the most unreliable!
When Tao Ruan was three years old, he disliked the bare door in front of his house, so his old father stole the thousand-year-old peach tree next door overnight.
When I was ten years old, my family had a bunch of rare Ganoderma lucidum chickens. The Ganoderma lucidum chickens in the secret realm of the Nine Heavens disappeared mysteriously!
When he was eleven years old, his old father went out every day, picked up a heaven-level genius every month, and gave Tao Ruan only the best free nanny!
Intent: Funny daily life, read the full text with pleasure