The Sand Sculpture Group Friends Are All Big Cultivators.

The wrong takeout was delivered on a rainy night, and I was pulled into the "Cultivation Group of Immortals in All Heavens and All Realms". The group leader said: "Newcomers take great photos and send red envelopes!" I casually took a Malatang photo. "Thousand-year-old vermilion fruit! Fellow Taoist actually used this thing to make soup?" "That floating red ball... Could it be the lost blood bodhi?!" At the ancient tomb scenic spot late at night, a group of friends suddenly refreshed the screen: "Fellow Taoist, run away! Behind you is the sealing place of the ancient demon!" Looking back, I saw the tombstone cracking and black gas rising into the sky. The group fell silent for a moment. The group leader's private message popped up: "Stand still, I will break through the boundary to get it..." Before I could finish reading the message, a hand stretched out from the black mist was already on my shoulder.