The Immortal Ancestor is in the seventy
The immortal scourge Bingxuan Ancestor failed to cross the catastrophe, and was reborn as Lin Aihua in the 70s, with an artifact in his hand, but only a trace of cultivation remained, and everything he wanted could only be obtained by labor.
It's just that why is the life of a mortal so difficult? Facing the food Bingxuan Ancestor: This immortal has been in the valley for many years, and he does not eat fireworks.
Lin Aihua: This rice is so delicious! Facing the banknotes Bingxuan Ancestor: Fame and fortune are like floating clouds to me, and money is like dung to me Lin Aihua: Take it!
Mine, all mine! Facing Beichen Immortal Jun Bingxuan Ancestor: The rebel hasn't been beaten for three days Lin Aihua: As long as I don't say it, he is a little brother.
Little brother I'm hungry, little brother I'm thirsty, little brother I like you so much...... Beichen Xianjun: Master's brain must be a little wrong, but fortunately, I have followed it so far without sparing my mana, and it is really filial piety that touched Tianxiao to death.