Li Daiqiu worked as a handyman for eight years and suddenly became the ancestor of the Shangdao Sect. He had to use his handyman experience to teach the sect leader and elders
Master Wu Feng: Ancestor, how should you refine the elixir for the Mahayana realm?
Peak Master Guan: Ancestor, there is something wrong with my little beloved disciple's practice. How to practice this thunder method?
Disciple: We were bullied, the chief senior brother was beaten, resources were robbed, and the elders were beaten to death.
Sect Leader: Today, the sect is going to be destroyed. It turns out that our ancestor is not a saint at all. There is nothing we can do to save him.
However, this day!
On the Tianji Peak, a sword with thousands of thunders and lightnings appeared. Li Daiqiu swept across the heavens like a great emperor, and his clan ascended to the throne.
Li Daiqiu: "With the three-foot sword in my hand, I will kill the Shangdao Sect and bring prosperity to all generations."
Thunder Bell: Boy, you have to fly higher