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Crazy Immortal Cultivator

Crazy Immortal Cultivator

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Introducción
The family's Young Master Qi, Mu Chen, accidentally went to a teahouse to serve as a waiter, but he met a group of extraordinary people inside, starting a different life of cultivation from then on. He had peerless medical skills, invincible immortal skills, and heaven-defying magic treasures. With this, he beat up rich playboys, sat on the beautiful campus belle, started the rich life, and stood at the peak of the world!
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Capítulo

"Can you chat with me?" Opposite Mu Chen, a woman with a toothbrush in her mouth and a towel on her head asked.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or not, the woman was still wearing pajamas at this time. Her collarbones were distinct on her neck, her skin was delicate and rosy, and her looming thighs made people even more fascinated, which made Mu Chen's mouth and tongue dry.

The woman was about 20 years old. Her name was Kong Liuwan, and she was the owner of this teahouse.

"Not bad," Mu Chen replied.

"Do you know how to play cards? A blood war mahjong, a fighting bear, seven kings, five, two, three, an exploding flower, a fighting cow?" Kong Liuwan asked as she brushed her teeth.

"Not bad."

"What about playing chess? Military chess, chess, Go, Wu chess, and Flying?"

"A little..."

"What do you believe?"

"Uh... My surname is Mu."

"I'm not asking you this. I'm asking you what kind of faith you have? Buddha, Buddha, Brother Chun?"

Mu Chen was stunned. He applied for the service of this teahouse. Did it have anything to do with faith?

However, since it was an interview, he had to answer honestly, "I believe in science."

Kong Liuwan narrowed her eyes and pulled out the toothbrush in her mouth, revealing a strange smile. "Then you must stick to your faith and not be controlled by others. Do you understand?"

Mu Chen's face was full of questions.

Kong Liuwan turned around and washed her mouth. "Come to work tomorrow. Your salary is 4,000 and you'll have to serve tea and water for lunch. If there's a customer missing something, you have to do it. It's going to be 9 p.m. and 5 p.m. You'll have to work overtime every day. If you work overtime, you'll have to pay..."

After Kong Liuwan finished her words, she waved to Mu Chen and gestured for him to leave.

Mu Chen nodded, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

Mu Chen was supposed to be a sophomore, but now it was summer vacation. Because his parents worked outside for a long time and there was no one at home, he didn't go home and was ready to spend the summer vacation directly at school.

In order to reduce the burden on his family, he would find a part-time job every summer break, and during this summer break, he would find a tea house waiter's job.

Speaking of this job, it was discovered by Mu Chen by accident when he passed by here a few days ago.

At that time, he saw someone running out as if he had seen a ghost, which attracted his attention.

After asking around, he found out that this was a teahouse, and the one who ran out was a waiter.

Mu Chen still remembered the auntie selling vegetables on the side of the road said, "How many of them are there? I can't count them. Everyone who goes in can't do it for more than a day."

It was also because he saw the salary on the recruitment information that he tried it. After all, it was very rare for a part-time job to have such a high salary in the city.

Because the landlady lived on the third floor, she had to pass through the main hall of the teahouse when she went out. Mu Chen didn't pay attention to it when he came, but when he left, he heard some words that made him very confused.

"Daolord Three Pure Ones, your [Mountains of Buddha's halo] has been used in the wrong way. Look, there's only one in this world, and there are still two more chances for you to overcome your tribulation. What a pity!"

"Buddha's halo, Thousand-Mountain Sparrow?"

Mu Chen looked over and saw a white-haired old man with a black mole on the tip of his nose, pointing at a chicken on the table and talking.

"You know a hammer!" A bald elder wearing a pair of reading glasses in front of the old man was furious. "This old man has long broken through the great dao, waiting for an opportunity to ascend to immortality. You all are ignorant, yet you still dare to discuss the dao here."

Well, this was the meaning of listening to the cards.

After that, the bald old man pulled out a mahjong piece. "Eat one move from me, Heavenly Hound and White Dragon Eyes!"

The corner of Mu Chen's mouth twitched slightly. "What the fuck? Heavenly Hound and White Dragon Eyes? What kind of plane is that?"

Suddenly, a shrill laugh rang out, and an old woman on the other side threw her head back and laughed. "Red Fire... Three Pure Sect Daolord, it's been three thousand years. Three thousand years! You've finally fallen into my hands, and I'll accept your [Heavenly Hound's White Dragon Eye]!"

As the old woman spoke, she took out the other three bags. It was said that it rained.

The old man named Daolord of the Three Pure Ones slapped the table and rose to his feet. He was so enraged that his eyes were wide open. "Fairy Lotus... Fine, fine, fine, I'll let you off twice. I didn't expect you to repay me with a debt of gratitude and stab me in the back. I, the Three Pure Ones, will bear this grudge in mind!"

What was going on?

His gaze shifted to another table. There were three strangely dressed men fighting over the host.

"Old Lord Hong Meng, I, Xiang Xing, have never been defeated in my life. But a thousand years ago, I lost half of my moves to you. In order to take revenge for this, I cultivated day and night. Finally, I learned the ways of Heaven and practiced the Twelve Flying Dragons of Heaven and Earth! Today, I will owe you a favor, and I will even return it to you!"

Slap!!

Twelve poker pieces were thrown on the table. It turned out that there were three, four, five, eight, eighty, and ninety-nine pieces of poker pieces on the table!

Then, he waved a card in his hand. "I think you'd better give up resisting and die!"

Old Lord Grandmist let out a cold snort. "Xiangxing Supreme Emperor, people will always make progress. A thousand years ago, I was able to defeat you. You didn't think that I would make no progress in the past thousand years, did you?"

Slap!!

Old Lord Grandmist threw out three and four.

Xiang Xing laughed out loud. "Old Lord Grandmist, are you old and confused? Do you think you can block my Divine Skill, the Twelve Flying Dragons of Heaven and Earth, with such a low-level Four-sided Formation?"

Old Lord Grandmist's eyes widened. "Look at this again!" He threw out another card. Yes, it was a card that could be used as any card.

There were four and four in total, which could be used as bombs.

The eyes of the Xiangxing Emperor widened. "The Primordial Map of Ten Thousand Forms! How could you have such a precious treasure?"

Xiang Xing sat back on his bench in a daze. He crossed his hands over his head and was on the verge of going mad. "I lost, I still lost..."

On the other side, several elders were holding a teacup, chatting and bragging.

"Back then, we, the Northern Xuan Immortal Venerable, had roamed the universe for more than 5,000 years and established the Sumptuous Flower Immortal Sect. With a Northern Xuan Divine Sword in hand, we exterminated tens of thousands of races in the starry sky. We were invincible and looked down on everyone. Unfortunately, we were framed by that vile person and destroyed my physical body!"

"Are you bragging? Your flesh was destroyed, yet you still stay here and do nothing?" Someone questioned.

"Do you believe that I'm a reborn person?"

"I believe in you. You old man, you are very bad!"

...

Looking at this, Mu Chen only felt that his brain was not enough.

"Aren't these old people too stupid? Have they read too many novels, or have they heard too many myths and plays?"

If it wasn't an immortal supreme being, then it was Old Lord's. He was this formidable, so why did he come to this shabby teahouse?

Mu Chen suddenly remembered that Kong Liuwan had told him to firmly believe in his faith. That was the reason.

She must be worried that if she stayed with these old men for a long time, she would become a middle-aged man.

Mu Chen couldn't help but feel ashamed and cold when he thought about how he could start his cultivation and how he could use secret techniques of attacking in the future.

Maybe when he returned to school, he would be treated as a lunatic.

But Mu Chen thought about it again. After all, his salary was 4,000 and he could earn a semester's expenses after working for two months in the summer vacation.

As the saying goes, you can't go against anyone with money, can you?