I Was About to Become an Immortal, and You Told Me That I Need a Visa to Ascend?

Do you need a visa to ascend? Mo Chen was confused when he looked at the immigration regulations of the fairyland. The reborn boss next door can predict the future? ——Crack! Opportunistic, refuse! The old man on the opposite side flows from the past, learning from the ancients? ——Crack! Pheasant sect, refuse! When it was Mo Chen's turn, he took a deep breath: "I only rely on myself!" The visa officer sneered at this: "Oh?" "I annoy you the most struggling people!" - Bang! Refuse to sign! He was refused a visa to be deported to the immortal world, and the heavenly realm in the lower world thought he was stuck in a bug, causing him to jump sideways repeatedly. When he was desperate, he bound a wild system that just wanted to lie flat. System: "Brother, it's dark in the fairy world! You're also a 007 shoveling shit up there, so hang out with me and I'll guarantee you a job!" As a result, I thought I would go ashore, but who knew that once the labor dispatch contract is signed, it will last for 30,000 years! Looking at the dung fork in his hand and the real-person NPC game played by the Immortals, Mo Chen understood. Roll it up, roll it up, just roll it up! All the talents in the fairy world were swept away, and the battle with the demon world was defeated! As long as I, Mo Chen, finish playing with you!