Superstition in crowds? Officer, we are really cultivating

Liu Qingxuan traveled through the parallel blue star and obtained a complete inheritance of immortality.

In order to cultivate immortality, Liu Qingxuan tried his best until he entered a fanatical superstitious group.

“Two hundred for each consecration talisman.”

“A bottle of talisman water can cure all diseases.”

“The products produced by Qingxuan must be of high quality.”

Liu Qingxuan’s goods sold out, and he was even regarded as Taoist Qingxuan.

The slogan of believing in Qingxuan’s eternal life spread like wildfire.

Just when Liu Qingxuan was about to start preaching offline, a group of armed police surrounded him.

“Cult leader Liu Qingxuan, you are suspected of gathering people to engage in superstition and have been surrounded!”

Liu Qingxuan was stunned.

“The leader of a cult, gathering people to be superstitious?”

“Officer, I am really cultivating immortality!”

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Liu Qingxuan sighed.

“If you want to arrest me, you don’t seem to have enough manpower.”