I Picked up on Others' Hard Work, and the Road to Becoming a God Is at the Door

My name is Zeng Bufan. I was walking fine on the road, but a retrograde old man kicked the accelerator and rushed straight into a different world! Everyone else's start is always cool and cool. I don't know how to do it here, and I don't know how to do it there. The old monk from the sect asked: How can you practice if you don't know anything? Me: Have you seen that top-quality spiritual stone? Don't worry, it will fly into my hand later. A genius of the same generation asked: "How can I spend the long nights after practicing so hard?" Me: Forget it, a fairy broke into my cave last night, crawled into my bed and refused to leave, causing me to lose sleep all night long...