Fengshen: I Am Not a Tea Spirit

When Chen Puyan learned that he had traveled to the prehistoric period, he felt panicked, so he gave himself a big backer. When I learned that it was coming soon. When the gods were called to measure the calamity, he tried his best, and Chen Yanyan raised the favorability of several top bosses to the extreme. I felt that it was still not safe enough, so I traveled all over the mountains and looked for genuine cultivators to continue to gain favor. So when Chen Yanyan appeared again in front of the disciples of the two sects when he was consecrating the gods, he was seen wearing a golden robe made of a human whip, a Qingping sword on his back, a golden rope on his waist, an innate purple gold gourd on his right waist, an innate glazed jade bottle on his left waist, a vajra on his right hand, a yin and yang fan in his left hand, and five hairpins of different colors on his head, which were transformed from the five flags of heaven and earth. Chen Yanyan looked at the two sects with a innocent and harmless smile, and whispered softly: "Juniors, I'm not too late!"