If I can t fix immortals, I can only create gods

You give a sword soul, it cuts the sky and the earth if you give a shield a soul, it is as strong as a mountain you give the soul to a secret jade slip... in the land of heavenly power, practitioners refine the vitality of heaven and earth, resist things with Qi and achieve divine powers Zhang Youwei is not good at crossing. He can't cultivate immortality. He can only constantly give the spirit to the artifacts and let them cultivate themselves to arm themselves until one day, he gave a statue a soul, and the statue asked him suspiciously, "Dad, who am I?" "child, aren't you a god!" ... after thousands of years, Zhang Youwei looked at the kneeling gods behind him and muttered, "how can I become a priest?..."