Cultivation of Immortality Three Hundred Days in Advance

On that day, the spiritual energy revived, and the monks on the earth cheered, jumped for joy, and celebrated that they finally no longer had to be just stinky Qi refiners all their lives. At this moment, the monks in the other world were panicking, crying, and mourning because the spiritual energy they relied on for survival was missing. As the only being who can travel between the two worlds, Cheng Xian understood the entire process of spiritual energy transfer, so he came to the world of immortality: "Now the spiritual energy is gone, the formations are useless, the magic weapons are ineffective, and the skills and talismans are like toilet paper. But I, Cheng Xian, am compassionate and don't want everyone to suffer, so let me be the biggest taker and let all these things fall into my hands!" "Princess, I have recently purchased a new batch of guns. Several small countries in the surrounding area have been eyeing them. Do you want them... Hey, my guns are different from the guns you think of." Cheng Xian returned to Earth: "What do you mean you want to sell the little broken knife I gave you and exchange it for a low-level magic weapon called Xuantian Zixia Evil-Warding Divine Dragon Blade? How many times have I said that is called Breaking Dawn, Breaking Dawn, Master Breaking Dawn's natal magic weapon, do you understand? Master Jindan!" "Miss Chi, please help me recruit a group of monks. Just let them absorb the spiritual energy and condense the elixir day and night. What, no sales? Don't worry, the mountain people have their own tricks."