Immortal Cultivation: This Handyman Is Too Stable

Five spiritual roots, the lowest pseudo-spiritual roots in the world of immortality. Lin Fan, who traveled through time and became a handyman at the outer sect of the Qingxuan Sect, watched as the genius Shan Linggen refined his Qi in three months and built his foundation in three years during the same period, while he was still stuck on the second level of Qi refining after three years of hard training. He has no system, no grandfather, only a habit brought from his previous life. He prepares three plans for everything and never takes risks. "Senior brother, the secret realm has been opened, and there is an opportunity to build a foundation inside!" "There's no rush, I'll set up thirty-six formations outside first." "Senior, the ancient cave has appeared, grab it quickly!" "You go first, I will study the escape route map." When the devil invaded, disaster struck, and geniuses fell one after another, everyone discovered: The Wulinggen junior brother who was always hiding at the end and the first to run away when the situation was bad, had reached the end of the immortal road steadily at some point. Goldfinger: A mutated spiritual grass! Lingcao: I can't trust humans easily. I will only give you a hint on a full moon night. Stability is a compulsory course for every spiritual grass.