I Rely on Feng Shui to Survive and Work Part-Time to Kill Gods

One sentence summary: I just want to find a feng shui treasured place to retire peacefully, but every time I make random arrangements for self-protection, I accidentally break the news. Detailed introduction: Xu Ran, who died an unexpected death, was reincarnated into a grand world where he could cultivate immortality. He originally thought that this was a turn of events, but he found that the immortal path here was involution, the gods were indifferent, and the path of cultivation was just another exhausting hardship. Having died once, he just wanted to live in peace. I don't seek immortality, I don't care about the road, I just want to find a blessed land with beautiful mountains and clear waters, set up a ten thousand year array, isolate myself from the world, and enjoy peace.  After straightening out the earth's veins, he accidentally planted the legendary fairy grass, which attracted the covetousness of all parties. All his efforts to seek good fortune and avoid disaster turned into turning the tide by mistake. All his wise words to protect himself were misunderstood by the sect's senior officials as being secretive. Xu Ran found that he was getting further and further away from his dream of a stable retirement. Instead, he was pushed step by step to the forefront, and was forced to face those who believed that all people were blessed with divine powers. He could see through the flow of fate and feng shui of all things in the world. In his eyes, the mysterious numerology is just a thread of cause and effect; the killing formation that destroys the heaven and earth is just an energy field with traces. In order to avoid the sect's most dangerous handyman, he casually moved a few stubborn rocks and changed the toilet's feng shui. Unexpectedly, a group of demon sect elites who raided the sect were stunned on the spot, and the purple energy traveled thirty thousand miles eastward. In order to make the output of the spiritual field more stable, he dug several drainage canals for the god of the rut dog...