Taixu Xianxian

People in the world are cultivating immortals, competing for opportunities, seizing secret realms, killing enemies, and seeking immortality. They are exhausted and the stars are stained with blood. Only Lin Xian was different. Others practiced hard for a hundred days and broke through to the first level. He lay flat and fished, fished in a daze, basked in the sun and ate melon seeds, and his cultivation automatically skyrocketed. Others fought desperately for ancient elixirs, peerless skills, garbage, weeds, gravel, and sect leftovers, but in his hands they were all treasures that defied heaven. The elder of the sect: "Lin Xian! Hurry up and practice in seclusion. The competition next month will affect the sect's honor and disgrace!" Lin Xian gnawed on the spirit melon and waved his hand: "Don't worry, let me lie down for three more days to break through such a trivial matter, and I'll be fine after just one sleep." I thought I would just eat and wait for death and live a peaceful and immortal life, but unexpectedly, the young junior sister Qing Leng I rescued unexpectedly turned out to be the only Taoist immortal body and destiny Taoist companion in ten thousand years. From then on, the Buddhist monks were forced to walk in Taixu and wander around for nine days. He doesn't fight or grab, but he is sitting on the supreme path and fruit; he has no intention of being in the world, and he has become an immortal in the world. I am an idle mortal, but when I lie down, I am the Taixu Immortal!