In the Whole World of Cultivating Immortals, I Am the Only One Who Works Normally

Traveling through the world of immortality, Lin Mo became a first-level outer disciple of Qingyun Sect's Qi Refining. I thought that everyone in the sect practiced hard, fought for elixirs and treasures, and got involved in madness. Unexpectedly, the elder was basking in the sun and eating melon seeds, while the disciple was sleeping, playing cards and fishing. The task list has been on the list for three months without anyone taking it, the alchemy furnace is so barren that grass has grown, and the whole sect is in ruins. Lin Mo: Don't you cultivate immortality? Everyone: Cultivation to immortality is so tiring, and you come to the sect just to eat and wait for death. The DNA of the social animal who died suddenly in 996 in the previous life was changed! Ruined? Impossible! Get up at nine o'clock and practice hard for eight hours every day; one person takes care of all the tasks of the sect; the alchemy furnace produces the best quality, and the refining components are of the highest quality. When everyone is lying flat, with a little effort, they can crush the entire crowd. But soon he was dumbfounded - not only the Qingyun Sect, but the entire world of immortality was in ruins. The evil way invaded, and the righteous big guys asked for leave collectively; the secret realm was opened, and the major sects were too far away to go; no one was willing to get up early to sign up for the sect competition. Lin Mo stood on the high platform of the conference, looking at the representatives of various factions sleeping in the audience, and sighed helplessly: **In the entire world of cultivating immortals, am I the only one who works honestly? **