The Daily Confrontation Between the Immortal Me and the Evil God

"I, I want to study him so much, I dream about studying him." ——The senior sister of a certain Medicine King Valley, Shen Zheng's creditor and chief wet nurse. "No, did you lie to me again?" ——The leader of a Taoist sect in a certain world "Let me see, the brand, whisk, sword, oh, along the way, Shen Lang has accepted a lot of things." ——An unknown woman named Pei. "...,...?...!!" ——A certain mass of screaming matter in the void. … … Based on his life experience of more than ten years after time traveling, Shen Zheng preconceptionally believed that he had probably time traveling to a world with low martial arts. Relying on the ability of 'survival endurance' that he awakened at the beginning of time traveling, he thought he could survive until the end of time. However, he was forced to leave the desert and go south to Suzhou and Hangzhou by a dead letter that he had to deliver. Then, the depth of this world was revealed in front of him, and the peaceful life of the traveler for nineteen years was completely thrown into chaos. "A broken goat, a lifeless thing that swallows the underworld. What kind of ghost is Madam Si Ming Taizhen?" "Who in the world of low-level martial arts can summon the True Lord Qingyuan Miaodao to fight on his behalf... No, how come this one only has a human skin left!?"