Traveling Through the World of Immortality and Having to Deliver Food

On a thunderstorm night, in order to avoid being criticized, he ran a red light and was struck to death by lightning. When he opened his eyes again, he became a working disciple of the Qingshi Sect's Swordsmanship - a broken wooden sword under his feet, a post house badge on his waist, a grandmother who coughed up blood on top, and half-brothers and sisters on the bottom. His main business was still delivering food. Others have traveled through time: spiritual roots are against the heavens, the true inheritance of the sect master, and the system has been added; Gu Xingzhou has traveled through: getting up at midnight and running on the mountain road with swords, delivering elixirs, spiritual meals, letters of return, and shady goods on the black market in the wind and rain, deducting money for being late, paying compensation for falling, and smiling when scolded. He originally wanted to accept his fate, be an honest cultivator, and feed his family, which would be considered a win. But on the way to deliver orders again and again, he saw: The cave of the ancestors in seclusion, the cold stove in the shabby house of mortals, the sect takes a commission, and the customers give bad reviews. There are no cheats, no system prompts, just the ability to recognize directions that have been honed in two lifetimes as a delivery boy, the words, and a life that was cut off and sewn back together by lightning. Starting from a small Qi refining mission, he stepped on a wooden sword and ran through the mountain gate fairy city and the secret realm of the demon forest. While practicing, he played with the rules—— Cultivating immortals does not necessarily mean ascending to immortality. You can also think of ways to make the path of cultivating immortals and becoming workers less difficult.