Being Forced to Practice Immortality Is Not What I Want

There is a poem that says that one grain of millet is planted in spring and ten thousand grains are harvested in autumn. There is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death! There is also a poem saying that the wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and the bones on the road are frozen to death. The prosperity and decline are so close, and the melancholy is difficult to describe again. Mo Chen, who originally had no intention of becoming a celestial being, just wanted to be an ordinary human being, but after experiencing the cruel beatings from society again and again, he resolutely disobeyed his father's warning! Embark on the path of spiritual practice. This also revealed a long-lasting feud. For your parents, for yourself! Draw your sword out of anger, just to fight!