Mortal Cultivation of Immortality: Starting from Collecting Firewood

The world opens its mouth and reads "There is a difference between immortals and mortals", but they forget that the first "immortal" in the world was a mortal. Chen Tu, a mud-legged man who collected firewood in Donghe Village, picked up a magical black branch. From then on, he started the path of cultivating immortality through physical and qi training. He farmed in a low-key manner and grew steadily. I was lying flat in my previous life, but in this life I am just trying to survive. All he wanted to do was to have enough food, raise a big and small pheasant called "Mo Yu", and live in a thatched house with one chicken per person. But food costs money, and cultivation resources also cost money... If he retreats an inch, others will press him forward; The eggs used for rice were robbed, and the hens that laid the eggs were taken away. "I won't argue, but don't push me." There is no blood feud, no killing, no subjugation, no overstepping of ranks to kill; He just wants to live a good life with his chickens, but he manages to become the "Chicken King and Food King" all the way. Later, the immortal sect sat high and asked Chen Tu why he raised chickens to become a saint? He shrugged: "I just want the chickens and me to have enough to eat." Disclaimer: This book is a pure casual farming style, with a slow pace and a main theme of "gou". Readers who are looking for a warm and refreshing feeling should be careful. The whole text is about no swords, no pretense, no overstepping of ranks to fight back, being able to lower one's head but not raising one's head, being able to negotiate but not taking action, being able to develop stably and never wandering around. Accept the above settings and welcome to enter the pit; those who are looking forward to punching to the flesh and jumping over the steps to be slapped in the face, please evacuate safely~