I Was Born to Cultivate Immortality

The talent is rubbish, the behavior is dirty, the master is offended, and the master is not happy. It is prophesied from the sky that in less than ten years, Tian Qingxi will have his head blown off and be expelled from the master. Later, There was a fight outside the door, but Qingxi couldn't help feeling: "Fellow Taoist, do you want to study? Do you want to do the 53rd degree? If you are so dissipated outside, you can't pass the common sense and moral exams of cultivating immortals, can you graduate?" The evil cultivators among the disciples said: Brother, if you fight, just fight! What test are you taking? !