I Can't Cultivate, so I Have to Protect the Secret of Heaven.

Traveling through the world of immortality, I have a special physique. It doesn't sound like the protagonist's template, but the aura of heaven and earth is insulated from him. Just when he thought he would spend the rest of his life with the reputation of being a peerless loser, he was admitted to the most mysterious Tianji Tower in the world of immortality. The interviewer looked at him walking in the sword formation and slapped his thigh: "Genius! You are the only causal operation and maintenance engineer in a million!" As a result, the style of painting completely went astray: When the son of destiny jumped repeatedly on the edge of life and death, he silently modified the parameters of fate in the background; When the devil attempts to tamper with cause and effect, he is responsible for coming to his door and formatting it for him; When the invasion of another world caused chaos in time and space, he became a professional restorer of historical threads. The entire world of immortals is wondering why this mortal with no cultivation can become the guest of each major sect? Yang Zhaoli looked at his work badge and sighed: "I'm just a mortal who can't cultivate, really. I'm just trying to maintain the secret of heaven."