My Sect Is a Hundred Thousand Years Old

In 372 BC, the world was in turmoil and human life was like grass. The orphan Shi Jian picked up a mutilated copy of "The First Essentials of Receiving Qi" among the dead. He doesn't know anything about cultivating immortals, but he only knows that this book can make people "infinitely powerful and free from all kinds of diseases." In order to survive in troubled times, he led a group of refugees to hide in the barren mountains and rivers, and established a grassroots team called "Xuanchen" according to the simple method. At this time, no one knew that this refugee camp composed of beggars, blacksmiths, and scholars would become a behemoth that shocked the three worlds in the future. This is a sect epic spanning one hundred thousand years. There is no savior who reaches heaven in one step, there are only three hundred mortal disciples who died fighting for a low-grade spiritual vein; there is no system mall that gives and takes, there are only generations of alchemists who have been crippled by experimenting with pills just to improve them. From the humble mortal world to the supreme immortal court, every step of the Xuanchen Sect is paved with the bones and wisdom of countless ordinary people. "We don't seek immortality, we only seek the longevity of our sect and the immortality of our inheritance!"