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The sky does not understand the warmth of human kindness, and it is full of sadness to look at flowers with cold eyes. It is true to be plain and simple. Thinking too much will only increase troubles.

At the junction of light and darkness, there are certain levels. For thousands of years, countless strong men have shed their blood in the void, regardless of their own safety, just to knock on the gate of immortality and gain eternity. However, among these hundreds of millions of monks, there happened to be a weird one who was doing nothing all day long, just eating and waiting to die. Delicious food, calligraphy and painting, poems and songs, eighteen kinds of musical instruments, poisonous chicken soup, full of horse racing, and endless gossip... If he can slap you to death, he will never talk nonsense. Nan Lin, who has always been generous, is the least likely to hold grudges... ... PS: This book is a light-hearted novel disguised as a novel about cultivating immortals. There is no stallion. It is not the kind of story that repeats with another woman... The book is also called "The Story of Lazy Cultivation of Immortality"