After Failing to Overcome the Tribulation, I Became the First Taoist Priest in Western Fantasy

After failing to overcome the tribulation, the inner elixir was shattered. Wang Zhi opened his eyes and found himself lying in a stone cell. The two blond strong men in front of him threw him half a piece of cake and urged him to eat it quickly with impatient expressions. Wang Zhi touched his empty Dantian and felt hungry. Then he saw the old man in gray robe who was using magic to boil water. His face was so red that he couldn't light the fire in front of him. Wang Zhi looked at it for three seconds. He chuckled. "That's it? Is it worthy of being called a spell?" Although there is no aura in this world, there is "qi" everywhere between heaven and earth. Looking at Feng Shui, drawing talismans, setting up formations, refining elixirs—— You call this a lost ancient secret technique, but I call it elementary school homework. This is the story of a century-old Taoist priest who fell into a magical world and used Eastern metaphysics to swell the faces of all things in the West.