After a Hundred Years of Cultivating One's Life, One Ascends to the False Heaven

After a hundred years of hard work, there is still no hope of promotion. On this day, the already old Li Yuansu was watching his former apprentice ascend. Suddenly, there was a thunderstorm. When I opened my eyes again, it was already the Yuyu Qionglou, filled with countless flying immortals. Li Yuansu understood that he had ascended. No, can you ascend by practicing Qi? The person who sent down the thunder calamity said that he was very talented and a good person, so he was promoted in advance and given a promising position. The people here are dedicated and nice to talk to. They are worthy of heaven. Many years later, Li Yuansu, who had been appointed as the Demon King of Jiutiandang, heard his subordinates exclaim: "What? The other side is also called Jiutian Dangmo Tianjun?" If the Tao is one foot high, the devil is one foot high, and the opposite person has a high level of cultivation, then he must be a devil in disguise! … A thousand years later! "Yes, I have sufficient evidence to prove that I ascended to the true heaven. Please look at my fist below, ah no, the evidence."