After Being Turned into Cannon Fodder, I Went Crazy Relying on the System of Cultivating Immortals

Dressed as a cannon-fodder female supporting character in a boy's fairy tale about immortality who couldn't survive two thousand words - the same name and the same surname, the direct daughter of the Cen family, she was offline as soon as she appeared, without even making a splash. The good news is, she's tied into a system. The bad news is that this system is called the "leisure system", and if she doesn't practice and become stronger, she will be wiped out by the law of heaven in sixty days. Cen Xiyue: ... Is this called leisure? The worse news is that her body is still half-demon. Her mother was the daughter of the previous Demon Realm, and planted a blood jade seal for her to seal the demonic energy. Once the seal was lifted, the world of immortality would not be able to tolerate her, and the Demon Realm might not accept her either. There was a death order from heaven in front of him, and a bloodline life-calling talisman behind him. Cen Xiyue slapped her thigh: Then roll it up. Start rolling from the first level of miscellaneous spirit root refining, roll up spiritual roots, roll up cultivation, roll up opportunities, roll up friends—— Chu Yunxing, a cold-faced sword cultivator from the Fengming Sect, was brought out and gave her sweet-scented osmanthus cakes every day. A handyman named Wei Xiaoman was shown, carrying a pair of scissors. He praised everyone he saw, "My senior sister is the best in the world." The hero of the original book, Xiao Muye, came to ask: Junior Sister Cen, do you want to cooperate? From the cannon fodder who couldn't survive more than three chapters, to the senior sister Cen who planted trees on the border. If you are too tired from practicing, take a break; if the road is too difficult to walk, just cut a path. The system said to live calmly and leisurely, Cen Xiyue said: To become stronger leisurely is also to become stronger. This is the story of a cannon fodder who became a pillar in the world of immortality. Relaxed and not aggrieved, there are group portraits in daily life. There is blood, laughter, tea, trees, and a tough-tongued senior brother who comes to deliver sweet-scented osmanthus cakes every day.