In the world of cultivation, there is a magical blacksmith shop. Every piece of it can arouse the chase of the whole world…
The monks have been waiting for many years, only to smash them on their heads when the blacksmith shop throws trash next time…
“Haha, queuing for ten years, he finally agreed to build a magic weapon for me!” A certain old ancestor went crazy with joy, streaking to the realm of cultivation…
“Put down the blacksmith’s shop and become a Buddha!” said a Buddhist monk when he was developing a believer…