A Taoist furnace with three incense sticks.
I bear the incense of all sentient beings, go through the tribulations in the human world, go from hell to the fairy world, and survive the tribulations in the human world.
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Is there a possibility that we are poor because no one burns paper?
They say that hell is empty and the devil is in the world.
Is there a possibility that our place is... The underworld, the endless underworld?
That day, I heard the mumblings of burning incense and paper, and I finally saw the true face of the world.
(Double penetration, mainly cultivating immortals from other worlds)