The Sweet World of Immortality Makes Me Inactive

On the first day after traveling to this world, Li Nianan prepared three plans: Invented gunpowder (banned). Plagiarizing ancient poems (being plagiarized). Level up and become a god (no one fights with him). This is a prosperous age of cultivating immortals that was ruined by the predecessors. There is no murder and treasure grabbing here, only express delivery and flying swords; there is no sect blood feud, only square dance competition. As the only "immortal species", Li Nian'an feels like a husky who has blended into a pack of wolves and is out of place. The master advised him: "Stop curling up and lie down. These floor tiles are made of warm jade, which is good for your waist." So, Li Nianan lay down. He began to observe the fools who worked hard for the strange "Tao" in this tepid world. This is a story about "those insignificant little blessings in a long life." He is also an immortal "street kid" who, in the gentle world of immortality, complains and witnesses the records of stories. After all, he really has nothing to do except live forever.