Cultivation, I Am in America

I am the ancestor of the sect who has been sleeping for thousands of years, the last golden elixir power in Zhongzhou. Today I just accidentally knocked over a small helicopter toy owned by a female Qi practitioner, but the entire sect refused to let him go? Disciple, you want to destroy my Dantian and destroy my entire cultivation? The higher-ups want to suck my soul out? The sect owner also asked me to commit seppuku? To avoid tarnishing the reputation of the sect? "What's wrong with the high level of cultivation? Discrimination against multiple genders, committing suicide within 24 hours, and not tarnishing the reputation of the sect!" This bunch of bastards talked for a long time, but I couldn't understand any of them, so I might as well slap them to death: "The dreams are lingering in the wind and clouds..." Three seconds later, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and a colorful cloud exploded from the horizon. The black ancestor struck down with one palm! The ancestor of Jindan was in a state of disbelief, while Lu Fan hid in the crowd and muttered to himself...