0 Luck to Cultivate Immortality

"0 Luck to Cultivate Immortality" The ninth-level ice will destroy the spiritual roots, and the sea of ​​qi will be frozen, and it will be difficult to preserve a ray of spiritual energy for a hundred years. Ling Ye was sentenced to death on the road to immortality since he tested his spiritual roots at the age of eight. He joined the most outrageous Qingcan Sect in the entire immortal world—— The leader is fishing for a living, the elders are lying down, and everyone is lying there waiting to die. No one in the sect practices cultivation, no one is involved in involution, and everyone laughs at his stupidity: If you still practice Qigong even though your spiritual roots are useless, it's just because your brain is sick. But no one knew that at the age of seventeen, when he was facing a severe drought, he was about to die when he heard from Master Tian Zong: Hide, roll, and ruthlessly. The world's people roll their spiritual roots, roll their skills, roll their chances, and roll their sect's foundation. Only Ling Ye has no luck, no blessing, no backing, and no talent. He does not roll up external objects, only his own body. Hidden in the dust, he is nineteen tall, holds his chest in his arms all year round, and blends in among the ants at the bottom; The limit of the volume is day and night. If there is no spiritual energy, then the physical body will be refined. Thousands of sword strikes, tens of thousands of replays, hard training; Be ruthless in life and death, be ruthless in life and death, root out the enemy, be harsh to yourself, and be stronger if you don't die in desperate situations. This is a cruel cultivation practice with zero luck, zero golden fingers, and zero opportunities.