This Cultivating Immortality Is Not Serious

"Qingyang Sect is recruiting an external deacon. The salary will be preferential, first come, first served, and the minimum golden elixir level is required!" "I, I, I, I am in the early stage of the Golden Core!" "Where are you scum, get out of the way! Hey, the boss chooses me, I'm in the middle stage of Golden Core." "A bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimps, this position belongs to me, I will be happy with my golden elixir!" . . . . . . Looking at the chaotic scene in front of the mountain gate, Jiang Xiaonian couldn't help stroking his forehead. Is this the world of immortality in my impression? Why is the painting style wrong? But looking at the empty storage commandments, he gritted his teeth, stood up in the air, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, get away! I am full of Yuan Ying!"