The Reborn Night Watchman Is Regarded as the Supreme Lord?

After traveling for more than ten years, Li Changqing became the lowest-level night watchman, and even awakening a golden finger was a luxury. Until that day, he was enveloped in a cloud of purple air and saw three old men flying with swords through the clouds and mist. "The seventeenth generation head of the Qingyun Sect comes to meet the Patriarch Taiqing!" Li Changqing looked down at himself - linen clothes, straw sandals, his pockets were cleaner than his face. He looked up at the opposite side - the boss at the peak of transformation, the sword-wielding elder, and the master of alchemy. They were all old monsters who had lived for seven or eight hundred years. They called him Patriarch. They asked him for guidance in spiritual practice. They cried and shouted and stuffed the Zongzong's most precious treasure into his hands. Li Changqing took a deep breath, and the few chapters of the "Tao Te Ching" he had memorized in junior high school were rushing through his mind—— "The Tao is Tao, but it is very Tao..." Okay, with just these few words, he was ready to deceive the entire world of immortality.