Zhou Yi, who can travel to other worlds, initially just wanted to earn a few hundred small goals from it.
But there are immortals and gods in other worlds, so he embarks on the path of spiritual practice, but what he practices is a magic skill.
What, magic power requires a lot of blood food?
Zhou Yi said: It's a small problem. Modernly raised livestock produce hundreds of millions of tons of meat every year.
High-level monks still need to temper their spirits and strengthen their souls.
Zhou Yi said, I have a shortcut!
In modern ancient artifacts, statues, and temples that have been worshiped from ancient times to the present, the spiritual power is so strong that it is impossible to dissolve it, which just comes to his advantage.
Many years later, a true immortal stared at Zhou Yi and shouted coldly: "How many innocent lives have you slaughtered, the devil?"
Zhou Yi shrugged: "Slaughter! I didn't do it, I just spent hundreds of millions of small dollars...!"
