I Really Just Want to Quietly Cultivate to Immortality.

When Su Han was born, the red sun was rising, and the sound of Buddhist scriptures filled the sky. After the birth, a strange fragrance filled the room, and the sky was filled with golden dragons surrounding the room. By the time I practice, I have made rapid progress. All the skills and magical powers can be understood by just looking at them. The reason for this situation is that he is an innate Taoist body that is rare in thousands of years. All the famous sects in the world were fighting for Su Han, and all kinds of spiritual stones, magic weapons, and techniques were desperately delivered to him. Su Han was very distressed. With his innate Taoist body, he should have understood the Tao and figured out the truth of heaven and earth, but he was entangled in one common thing after another. "Sir, this is a love letter from Fairy Yunxiao of Biluo Huanyu Sect to you." "Sir, the sect leader's wife invites you to go to Meiyue Peak to discuss the techniques." "It's not good, Young Master, your junior sister Luo Yingzi is going to hang herself!" Su Han was extremely distressed as he listened to the maid chattering in his ear. I really just want to cultivate quietly and become an immortal.