The Whole World of Immortality Is Thrown Away as Rubbish, I Put It All in My Pocket

His Dantian was destroyed by the elders, and he was thrown into a mass grave like a dead dog to be silenced. Everyone was waiting to be picked up in the grave. But who would have thought—— The abandoned spiritual power that monk Mangangzi avoids is the fuel for his cultivation; The useless pill-breaking technique that the whole sect was disgusted with and wanted to throw into the trash can was his exclusive treasure; Even the black stone rolled from the dead man's bones revealed to him every day: "The secret room where the third elder hides stolen goods will be opened tonight." "The fatal weakness of the genius of Xuanjian Peak is on the left waist." "Buried in this grave is the Immortal Sect Peak Master who was unjustly killed a hundred years ago." Others cultivate immortality by grabbing and worshiping big men, while cultivating immortality by picking up things depends entirely on picking up trash that others don't want. When the eldest lady of the Bai family who stepped on him and broke off the engagement and the sect elder who personally deposed him stood in front of him, Lu Shi just shook the black stone in his hand: "Now it's my turn to settle the accounts with you."