I'm Really Not a Taoist Ancestor.

996 The cleaning manager died suddenly after staying up late. After traveling through the world of Xianxia for three years, Su Chen completely realized the truth. He has been able to draw Qi into his body without moving for three years, and his cultivation level is ranked last in the Qingyun Sect. He is a waste of cultivation certified by the entire sect. He had no other pursuits, he just wanted to spend the rest of his life working as a janitor in a handyman's yard, earning a living just to survive, and live out this ordinary life. But he didn't know: the ancient Zhoutian star formation evolved from the ground he swept casually; The weeds that were watered grew into the spiritual roots of innate enlightenment; The ballads hummed casually resonated with the great avenues of heaven and earth. The disciples of the sect regarded him as the incarnation of the Taoist ancestor, and the master regarded him as the trump card of the sect. Even the supreme leader of the demon world knelt in front of his broom and cried for advice. Faced with people kneeling down and worshiping all over the sky, Su Chen was dumbfounded: "Stop worshiping! I'm really not a Taoist ancestor! I'm just a sweeper!"