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Traveling through the world of cultivating immortals, Lu Yuanzhou became a humble lotus farmer by the Bibo Lake. He had mediocre qualifications, his parents were dead and he had no one to rely on. He only had three acres of white jade lotus pond and half of his incomplete skills to accompany him. The road to immortality is difficult, the life of a casual cultivator is like grass and grass, the foundation is out of reach, and the golden elixir is like a phantom in a dream. Fortunately, a mysterious white jade lotus platform quietly emerged in my mind. This thing does not increase one's cultivation, nor does it teach the magic method of killing, but it can continuously absorb the source of spiritual plants, feed back one's own body, subtly purify spiritual power, nourish meridians, and consolidate the Tao foundation! Since then, Lu Yuanzhou has been plowing day and night and operating steadily. A spiritual lotus and a spiritual stone are both steady and steady; a clear understanding and a trace of diligence are both down-to-earth. The outside world is changing, and the genius Daozi is in control. However, Lu Yuanzhou always guarded his one-third of an acre of land, quietly farming, cultivating in a low-key manner, and developing cautiously. Don't care about the speed of the moment, don't cherish vain fame, don't take risks, just believe that things will come true when conditions are ripe, and water will penetrate the stone. Many years later, powerful enemies from outside the territory came and the world collapsed. I saw a young man standing on the lake, standing on the waves. Behind him were thousands of green lotus leaves touching the sky, and the infinite vitality turned into vast power. At this time, all the cultivators were shocked to realize that the low-key and taciturn farmer had already quietly walked the immortal road alone, and he would never be seen again!