Jiuxiao Holds the Spirit, I Knock on the Gate of Immortality with My Broken Body

There are nine buckets of spiritual energy in the world, seven buckets belong to Jiuxiao Town Lingting, and two buckets are locked to hundreds of sects in the lower realm. All the ants in the mortal world have to pay taxes on their breathing, and cultivating immortality is even more delusional. Ning Fan was born in the mud of Chunliu Kiln. At the age of six, his eyes were stabbed and his left leg was broken. He crawled in the darkness for ten years. He should have died silently in that pile of stinking slag. Until that day, he touched a dusty bead in the mud. Exhaust your spiritual consciousness, open your spiritual sense, and see through the reality of all things. Peel away the spiritual poison, extract the residue, and rob the waste of life. "Immortal masters say that the surface of the earth is a spiritual wasteland of death, and mortals are consumables for cultivating immortals." "But the world I 'see' is not like this." Ning Fan touched the cold spirit-locking pipe under the sky, and a ferocious smile appeared on his withered face: "It's time for this aloof Zhenlingting to change its owner." [Hard-core mortal flow, no system, no wisdom, cold flow.