The Most Handsome Cultivator

Dongxuan Territory, Cyanwood Mountain. Qingmu Sect, a small and extremely poor sect with five hundred disciples and its leader, Golden Pill, has incomplete spiritual veins and all members are in ruins. Nan Yi, the most handsome servant of Qingmu Sect, is also the most capable disciple. He spends his days chopping firewood, being lazy, and using disc recognition to record other people's embarrassing stories in exchange for spiritual stones. His goal in life is to "build a foundation by catching fish." Until he picked up a mysterious ring in the back mountain. The spiritual roots have transformed, the foundation has been successfully built, and everything is heading in the right direction—— Until the demon cultivator came. That night, the mountain gate was shattered, the master blew himself up, and more than half of the five hundred disciples of the Qingmu Gate were killed or injured. Nan Yi climbed up from the ruins with scars all over his body, holding the skills left to him by the master. "The green wooden door will not fall down." "The leader is gone, but I am here." "Wait until I pay back the debt one by one." From then on, the world of Cangxuan lost a handyman and gained the handsomest, most scoundrel and most protective immortal cultivator. He used disc recognition to record the truth, used jade cards to contact all parties, and used daily newspapers to set off a storm of public opinion. He built the Qingmu Gate bit by bit from the ruins and made the evil cultivator's crimes public one by one. Some people say he is a genius, some say he is a lunatic, and some say he is the person who cannot be offended in the Cangxuan world. Nan Yi smiled: "I'm just a handyman. It's just that some people have touched my bottom line."