The First Immortal Sect: Rising from Three Thatched Houses!

Gou Sheng, twelve years old this year, has all kinds of useless buffs in his body. He originally thought that he would have no chance of cultivating immortality in this life, until that day when he was kicking mud by the river. "Water, water..." The old man in white clothes and white hair was lying by the river, with a fairy spirit floating in the air. After giving him three ladles of river water, the old man opened his eyes and saw that he was an immortal cultivator who could make secrets and cast spells! "From today on, you are my master!" "... Who am I?" "No matter! Follow me back to the village to start a sect first!" So, the good-for-nothing boy and his amnesiac boss put a wooden sign saying "The First Immortal Gate" in front of the three thatched houses. "Master, the mountain next door has stolen our spiritual energy!" "It doesn't matter, I'm a teacher... Uh, I think I know a big move?" Let's take a look at the worst start, and how to change the fate against fate: Is the master I picked up a sweeper or a troublemaker? Immortal clan fighting for hegemony? It doesn't exist. Let's think about the way to eat tomorrow first!