I'm Obviously the God of Swords, but You Say I'm Sitting on the Road of Forgetfulness

Luo Jiao traveled to the world of cultivating immortals as a player. As an ordinary person with less than a hundred years of life and no power to bind a chicken, when he was about to kill others and make me a fish, he was lucky enough to get the talent of sitting and forgetting, and gained talents and skills, so that he could practice falsehoods and become reality. Facing the legendary Immortal Sect and the aloof cultivating family, Luo Jiao, as a Zuowang Daoist, is ready to play with them. From being talented in swordsmanship to having a clear sword heart, from being ordinary to being a swordsman. After playing like this all the way, Luo Jiao himself would doubt whether he was a sword god or just a fool. Luo Jiao held the long sword in his hand and felt the true energy boiling like the sea. He raised his eyes and looked at the star-like spiritual masters sitting in the clouds, preparing to find the answer from them. Poor Daoist Luo Jiao, this time I draw my sword and point it towards the sky. I invite you all to die and prove my swordsmanship... Hahahaha, believe it, believe it, they believe it! …