Innate Soft Rice Holy Body? I Rely on Projection of the Heavens to Strengthen Myself

Xu Dao knows that he is good-looking, which can be proved by the loving lunches that his female classmates bring to him with blushing faces every day. Life is always difficult for an orphan. Sometimes he would give up on himself and think, otherwise he would just follow the widow sister next door. What stopped him from doing so was the butterfly in his mind. Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, projecting them into the heavens. What if it turns over? In the Martial God Realm, the enchantress wanted to harm him, so he had no choice but to seek refuge with the empress and was forced to become a layman with a beautiful and graceful appearance; in the Lieyang Realm, the hypocrites were jealous of him and slandered him as a Taoist disciple of the Hehuan Sect who was full of evil; in the Xuanhuang Realm, the master praised his amazing bones and forcibly abducted him, training him to become the succubus of the Heavenly Demon Palace who brought harm to the world. Faced with the righteous chivalrous woman, the evil witch, and the empress dowager who came to ask for a title, Xu Dao sighed softly: "Since I have been betrothed to the Tao, why should I be betrothed to the king?" "The success I have achieved today is all due to my own efforts. God is moving vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement." ——Living gods and demons, Xu Dao "Sister, I'm hungry." "Here comes the food!"