I Am a Terminally Ill Old Man, and You Are Calling Me the Holy Master in My Later Years?

I'm already terminally ill, so you told me that I traveled through time? Lu Yuan looked at the terminal illness case sheet in his hand and couldn't hold himself any longer. "Ding dong, it's been detected that the host traveled to the wilderness and became the Holy Lord of Taichu Holy Land in his later years!" Me? Holy Lord in his later years? "Dingdong, you dragged your body with you, led the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers, and successfully suppressed the demons of the Cholera Continent, and rescued the Jinling Goddess in a desperate situation. You are simply a model in the wilderness! Merit in the wilderness +1000! Obtain the holy medicine Phoenix Nirvana Fruit!" Su Han looked at the black-hearted fruit shop owner who begged him not to die here and the grateful school beauty, then looked at the system panel and fell into deep thought. No, the devil, the goddess of despair, the model of the wilderness? "Dingdong, you successfully discovered and expelled the black ghosts who were the source of dark pollution, severely punished the female disciples of the Fallen Holy Land, and maintained the peace and stability of the Wasteland. You are simply the light of the Wasteland! Merit in the Wasteland +5000! Obtained the cultivation of the Great Sage!" Su Han took a deep breath as he looked at the screaming female college student who was being taken away, and the black man who was permanently expelled from the country. Hiss! Brother Ni has so much to say? "Dingdong, you suppressed and punished the domineering and rampant elder of Tianji Pavilion..." … Until seven days later, the wilderness came and the holy land appeared. Lu Yuan suddenly laughed. Old man, I have already become a great emperor, and you have just started practicing?