Both of his parents died, leaving tens of millions of property behind. Before the age of 19, He Wei was cheerful and generous, with a stable personality and never felt any financial worries.
Logically speaking, he had no chance to feel it after that, but by chance, he died during a trip on his 19th birthday.
Everyone must die, whether it is lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. The only important thing is to die well. However, after he died, he came into a world of chaos, and by some strange combination of circumstances, he was dragged into the world's poorest cultivating sect to make up for the trouble.
People in this sect either have simple minds and well-developed limbs, or have simple limbs and abnormal minds, or... They are not human at all.
Only the eldest brother of the sect has a peerless appearance, but unfortunately he cannot stand up and cannot speak, and by the way, he does not know any magic.
He Wei: So, how did you become the senior brother?
Zong Qingchuan: Subjectively speaking, it's probably because I'm talented and qualified for such a big job.
He Wei: Objectively?
Zong Qingchuan (euphemism): The position of first disciple probably still needs a normal person to sit.
Zong Qingchuan (eyes glowing): But from now on I don't have to be so strong, because my strength is here.
He Wei: Me? ?
Many years later, He Wei looked at those eyes in the moonlight and remembered the moment when he stepped into the mountain gate that day. At that time, he rushed in hastily and hid behind the sleeves of his white robe, but he didn't know that the man was sitting upright like a god, but there was a secret smile in his eyes.
This day, among the thousands of reincarnations and waiting in his silent life, has always been the most amazing one.
Purpose: Rebirth to redeem your lover many times
