You Agreed to Guard the Tomb for a Hundred Years and You Became the Patriarch.

In a small border village, spiritual roots determine destiny, and ordinary people are like grass. Lu Chengan had no spiritual roots, so he copied scriptures in exchange for rice and guarded people's graves to replenish medicine money. At night, I heard whispers in the solitary tomb and found a cracked jade slip, which actually contained a "book of cause and effect" - someone else practiced hard and he lit a lamp and drank tea, and he got good luck. Can't practice? He uses hundreds of causes to produce one result, and his pseudo-spiritual roots defy heaven and change his destiny. He is a low-key farmer, the driving force behind the scenes, and eats melon seeds while making soup on the stove. He is struck down by lightning and thrown into the shell to watch the battle. Only when the immortals discovered that the idle man who never showed his face had already incorporated the entire world of cultivation into his own recipe.