Changsheng: I Really Just Want to Keep Growing!

Li Mubai traveled to a world with immortals. I learned the good news from the beginning, he is immortal. Facing the classic five-series miscellaneous spiritual roots, Li Mubai was not too frustrated. "As long as you have spiritual roots, it's a standard equipment for immortals. From now on, you'll have to live on your own." So, he practiced the most inconspicuous Changchun Gong, lived in the most remote village, worked as the most ordinary blacksmith, saw the warmth and warmth of the world, and watched the rise and fall of the world. Daxia conscription? Run away. Demonic cultivation soul? Run away? A wave of monsters is coming? Run away? A war in the world of immortality? Run away? A thousand years have passed, and the geniuses of his generation have fallen like rain, and he is still struggling. Ten thousand years have passed, and the power of Nascent Soul has turned into withered bones, but he is still alive. One hundred thousand years have passed, and the Dharma-ending era has come and faded, but he is still struggling. Since he traveled through time, there has been an existence in the world that is uncontested. Until that day, similar flowers appear, and the world is inevitable. After ascending to the sky, martial arts broke through the sky.