Sign in for Three Thousand Years

Traveling through the wilderness, starting from a fish... After three thousand years of clocking in and signing in, I have finally entered the realm of a saint. Seeing the immortals of the Chan Sect rising one by one and even closing their doors, Du Chen, as a registered disciple of the Jie Sect, could only silently spit out a bubble in the water. Don't worry, Rong Bensheng... I will hit today's card first. "Ding!" [Sign in and clock in successfully. The sound falls, and the wind rises at the end of Qingping and falls among the grass. There is no more fairy shadow in the clouds.