What I Am Cultivating Is Not a Fake Immortality

Xu Luo practiced hard for eight hundred years and became an immortal. He thought he would be able to reach the pinnacle of the immortal journey, but he found that in the immortal world, he had to fill out a form to accumulate merit and become a righteous person. After three months of pulling weeds in the medicine garden, he was still 99,700 merit points short of becoming a righteous person. After eight hundred years of hard training, in exchange for the days of pulling weeds in heaven, he couldn't help but wonder: Maybe I am a fake immortal? Just when he was in ruins, he met Yuan, an amnesiac who couldn't even fill out his heavenly resume. When the other party said "Follow me", Xu Luo threw the hoe on the spot and followed him into the mortal world. The fairy city in the clouds is decaying day by day. The cultivation of immortals by all the people is just a cover for the upper class to make money. The mysterious and underworld is watching with eager eyes. Cold wars and hot wars are going on in all walks of life. The puppets are awakening, the souls are counterattacking, and wars are rising in the world. Xu Luo thrived in the lower world, but was gradually drawn into the tide of the times. He eventually became the only witness to the collapse and rebirth of civilization, and came into contact with the cruelest truth of the universe.