To Cultivate Immortality, I Had No Choice but to Make My Taoist Friends into Turrets

Qin Mu traveled to the wasteland world of immortality with depleted spiritual energy and awakened the [Immortal Sect Infrastructure System]. In this world where corpses are raining from the sky and bones are everywhere, the style of painting begins to become strange: other monks are grabbing spiritual stones, while he is picking up corpses; other sects are repairing the mountain formation, while he is sawing the spine in the foundation stage. [Foundation Bone] + [Scrap Iron] = Automatic armor-piercing bone spear tower. [Golden Dan Skull] + [Evil Qi] = Soul Shock Radar. A series of hideous buildings made of bones and waste materials rose from the ground in Dry Bone Ridge. Until that day, when good and evil were fighting, countless monks entered this place by mistake, and were horrified to find that even the cracks in the wall exuded the aura of the strong. Qin Mu stood on the wall of bones, looking at the trembling old monster Nascent Soul below, and said earnestly: "In this wasteland era, if you want to become an immortal, it is useless to rely on hard work alone. You must learn to 'resource integration'." He pointed to the newly made turret at his feet: "Look at this fellow Taoist, he couldn't capture me when he was alive, but after death he turned into a turret to help me capture others. Isn't this a win-win situation?" "Come on, fellow Taoist, since you're here, why not make a sacrifice and join my 'win-win' plan?"