Start by Being a Good Person

If someone told Fang Zangdao that there are no gods in this world, he would definitely give that person a bad mouth! That afternoon, he met the bald Taoist who was entangled with him. He thought that he would get the method of cultivation and embark on the road of awesome counterattack. Who could have imagined that reality gave him a hard slap in the face. What? Am I an insulator from heaven? Insulated from heaven? It's okay, I still have the vast and boundless Divine Sea of ​​Immortality, so it's good to be an immortal monk. What? Unable to mobilize the power of the divine sea? It's okay, I still have the thirty-sixth grade Good Fortune Colorful Lotus, which can kill a group of people with one strike. I also have a Green Lotus, which turns into my bones and tendons, making my body invincible! PS: This book may be changed to "I am Insulated from the Avenue" in two months, provided that no one uses this title.