The Patriarch Doesn't Practice Cultivation, He Relies Entirely on His Disciples

A college student finished his final exam on Monday. He got distracted while riding his bike and was taken away by a garbage truck. When he opened his eyes, he transformed into a low-level serf in the world of immortality. I thought that the golden finger sign-in system would be implemented at the beginning, and I would reach the peak of my life by pretending to be slapped in the face, but in the end, the way of the earth came to me: "I'm just a passenger, you're the train, I'll get off when we get to the station." Xiaotian, who was beaten back by the local Tiandao, patted his chest: "It's okay, I'll open a cheat for you!" From then on, Zhou Yi became an agent of Little Heavenly Dao. He could cultivate crazily even without spiritual roots. He practiced three levels of qi in one night, sent away the best relatives who had tricked him into death, burned down the broken house and ran away pretending to be dead. A small blessed land is picked up and broken in the wilderness, and the sect's management system is in ruins at the beginning, with all resources relying on the legacy of the predecessors. Establishing a sect, recruiting disciples, developing industries, and torturing villains. Others are involved in life and death in pursuit of the road. On Monday, they lay flat on their thighs holding the way of heaven and develop. Others: This sect is getting more and more outrageous. Monday: Don't get me wrong, I really just want to show off, and I don't want to be the first patriarch of all realms!