I'm Really Not a Great Guy

Zhuang Pingfan traveled through time! But hiding in a thatched cottage, eking out a living. Because I don't know how to practice, I am afraid that I will be beaten to death by the monks when I go out. As everyone knows—— The gate in the front yard is the ghost gate where three thousand gods and demons were imprisoned. The tables, chairs, and stools at home are made from the first tree when the world first opened. Various working tools are innate spiritual treasures used by various gods in the prehistoric era. The group of poultry raised in the backyard are actually among the ten most ferocious beasts of all time. … Under the guidance of the system, many skills have reached full level. So much so that the action of sweeping the floor contains the essence of martial arts, which makes onlookers suddenly enlightened. The cooked meals are comparable to top elixirs, allowing guests to achieve breakthroughs. The casual calligraphy and painting also contain the rhythm of the Taoism... The benefits are endless. Some of the people who have given guidance have become great writers, some have become medical saints... … The emperor of the great dynasty, the demon king of all demons, the lord of the fairy world... Countless people rushed to make friends with him. It is often Zhuang Pingfan's words that affect the decisions of these big shots. So much so that it will affect tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of years in the future.