Where is my sect? Where did you take my sect?

Alien, I'm not done with you!

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I, Chu Yao, have been cultivating Taoism for three hundred years, and finally managed to become a Nascent Soul Elder. I had not enjoyed a few days of peace when I was suddenly captured by an extraterrestrial spaceship!

The cave is gone, and so is the cultivation base. Other people who are cultivating immortals use their swords to fly in the sky to level the world, but for me, it has become like driving screws for aliens. Isn’t this style of painting not right?

That's all, the whole family is in order anyway, they just moved to another place to work.

Gold will always shine, at worst it will come again in another three hundred years!

Immortals need to be cultivated, money needs to be made, and technology needs to be grasped.

The spaceship in the left hand and the pistol in the right hand, industrial traffic is booming!

The entire sect has flexible employment, with the head engaging in real estate, the Dharma protector engaging in business, and even the Supreme Elder delivering goods live online:

"Old fellows, today I will perform a transformation of a god to overcome a tribulation. If you like it, please give it a follow."

Let's see how she keeps a low profile, gathers strength, and plays with the stars.

Bring your own game board and travel to a world of plausibility.

But the game I play is a text hang-up game! What happened to this monster that came from its mouth?

Fortunately, on-hook games also have their own advantages. Everything is based on data, which affects the real world. Although it is nonsense, it is really delicious!

The humble author opens a new book, please support!