From Moving Bricks on the Construction Site to Becoming an Immortal Through Cultivation

Infrastructure! Infrastructure! Or infrastructure! As the era of catastrophe has passed, and after ten years of recuperation, mankind has finally begun the road to recovery! Daily salary of five hundred! Don't delay the day! Food and accommodation included! Meal price fifty! Six people per room! Now there is a high temperature subsidy! Young people, what are you waiting for! As long as you work hard, a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan is waiting for you, there is no threshold! No limit! Protected by monks, there is no danger! Li Yiyuan, who failed the college entrance examination and was rejected for eighteen interviews, looked at the advertisement in front of him. Three months later, 18-year-old Li Yiyuan went from being penniless to earning 18,000 yuan a month. "I have a dream!" "Work on the construction site until you are thirty-five, save three million, find a beautiful countryside, marry a kind-hearted and hard-working woman, and preferably have a boy and a girl!" This is Li Yiyuan's biggest dream in his life! But the appearance of an old man broke his fulfilling life. "Child, follow me and learn to cultivate immortality!" "Cultivation as an immortal? Can you make money?" "My monks will never use these vulgar things again!!" "Huh? You can't even make money?" "Well... The lowest monk can still earn tens of thousands of dollars a month in occupied areas." "You risk your life for tens of thousands of dollars a month?" "Well..." Li Yiyuan looked at the speechless old man warily, then walked away with the cement bag on his shoulders. … Many years later, facing his daughter's curiosity, Li Yiyuan fell into memories. "It was a sunny noon. For the sake of world peace, I gave up my promising job and dreams without any hesitation, and resolutely devoted myself to a great cause!"