In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 1 The Failed Monk

'What a strange place.'

Wang Jixuan roughly looked through the memories of this body and felt somewhat confused.

What strange little world had he gotten into?

There are no rumors of immortals in this place, nor any signs of spiritual practice. The human race is called humans living on this blue star. Currently, humans are in a difficult situation of struggling to survive after a great catastrophe.

Cataclysm? Saber Beast?
What is going on? Are the demons coming here?
Wang Jixuan's residual soul is merging with this body.

To be precise, this young man named Mu Liang ended his life by hanging himself a moment ago. The residual soul of Wang Jixuan came here and is gradually taking over this body.

Seize the body?

No, no, no, that's something only demons and monsters can do.

Wang Jixuan prefers to say that his current situation is...

newborn!

Infinite Heavenly Lord.

"The heavenly calamity can do nothing to me?"

Wang Jixuan wanted to laugh out loud, but unfortunately he was not yet aware of the existence of his body.

While feeling fortunate to have survived the calamity, he couldn't help but look back on his long yet short life.

Wang Jixuan felt like a joke.

He was known as a genius that only appears once in a million years in the cultivation world, and in his previous life he had been working hard to realize his talent for cultivation.

He lived a total of 126 years, 120 of which were spent in asceticism in the mountains.

When his parents passed away in the secular world, he did not show up, but asked his fellow disciples to send a sum of worldly goods, gold and silver, to his brothers and sisters at home;
When his master died in the battle to siege the demon cultivators, he was trying to retreat. Before he could avenge his master, the old demon monster was killed by the righteous cultivators.

In order to concentrate on his cultivation, Wang Jixuan rejected the requests from Junior Sisters Lingdong and Rouni to become his Taoist companions.

In order to strengthen his determination to pursue the Tao, Wang Jixuan did not enjoy the blessings of a Mahayana master who had been dominating the mortal world for three thousand years. After he reached the state of Mahayana perfection, he resolutely challenged the heavenly tribulation of becoming an immortal, with a chance of less than 10%.

Then... he was struck to death by lightning.

Wang Jixuan originally thought that his soul would be shattered, and all he got after a hundred years of hard training was nothing but ashes. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden turn of events. A wisp of his soul floated in the darkness, and for some reason appeared here, occupying the body of this young man.

Wang Jixuan was filled with emotion:
'well! '

'If I could do it again, I would definitely leave the place where I have been practicing in seclusion for many years and see more of the colors of the world.'

Of course it’s pretty good now.

No need for 'if', he is already going to live.

In this life, we should strive to become immortal and overcome the heavenly calamity!

He must go and take a look at the legendary fairyland!
suddenly;

The suffocating feeling of the rope around the neck becomes apparent;
Wang Jixuan felt dizzy, stars in his eyes, and he couldn't muster any strength in his body. Instinct drove him to struggle continuously, but his struggle was too weak.

Something is wrong!
Something is very wrong!

He took over the body of a young man who had just been hanged! If he couldn't get out of his current predicament, he would soon be hanged too!
In fact, his remaining soul has already merged with his body.

If he really died here, even his remaining soul would have no chance to escape!

What should I do?
The feeling of suffocation and strong dizziness surged repeatedly, Wang Jixuan's soul was scared out of his wits, his face turned red again, and the blood flow in his body became more and more rapid. Many unfathomable spells, talismans, and formations flashed through his mind, but at this moment, none of them were of any use!
Although Wang Jixuan had rarely fought with others during his cultivation career, he was proficient in various magic. On the verge of death, he was quick-witted and used his last bit of strength to pull the rope made of cut and twisted sheets with both hands, chanting with gritted teeth:

"The sky is round and the earth is square...Nine chapters of laws...The fire of separation condenses into light..."

call!
Two small flames emerged from his palms.

Wang Jixuan held his breath, fearing that he would extinguish the two flames.

The flame on the right lasted for two breaths before going out on its own.

The cloth rope on the left side began to burn, and the fingers of this body were burned!
His neck suddenly loosened, his feet landed on the ground first, and then he fell down weakly, dizzy.

Wang Jixuan squeezed his eyes hard and breathed in big gulps of the somewhat turbid air. His ears kept buzzing and his heart beat fast and slow.

The pain coming from all parts of his new body could not ruin his good mood.

Alive.

Although it was very embarrassing.

Wang Jixuan felt relieved but also a little suspicious.

Even if his remnant soul didn't have much spiritual power, how could there be only two candle flames when he performed the simplest Fire Separation Spell?

When he was still a little Taoist boy, he used the Fire Separation Curse for the first time and successfully summoned two flames the size of bowls... Wang Jixuan used a calming spell to quickly calm himself down, but the price was that the pain in his body was magnified several times.

The first thing he did was to check his surroundings.

This remnant soul was so weak that it was unable to release its spiritual consciousness. It lay on the ground for a while before it could barely sense the existence of spiritual energy.

The amount of spiritual energy in the air was very small, probably only one-tenth of that in the ordinary mundane place where Wang Jixuan originally lived.

"Not only are the people's clothing and architecture in this small world weird, the world itself is not very suitable for cultivation."

Wang Jixuan sighed inwardly.

Being alive is already pretty good;
Besides, although there is little spiritual energy in the air, it does not mean that he cannot practice cultivation. He remembers the insights of practice from the fourth stage of foundation building to the Mahayana stage. He only needs to collect more spiritual stones or precious materials that contain more spiritual energy, and he can naturally move forward step by step and face the heavenly tribulation again!
The failure of this tribulation forced Wang Jixuan to reflect on himself.

Was his foundation in the previous life not solid enough?

Is your understanding of Tao not deep enough?
I'm afraid only a true god can give him the answer.

Now that I have been reborn and reincarnated, I must work harder and more diligently than in my previous life to forge a more perfect foundation of Taoism and understand the Tao and the Fa at a deeper level.

He must step into the realm of immortals and see the so-called fairyland to see what the difference is between it and the mortal world!

'It's time to look at this body's memories.'

'The words they speak and the characters they use seem to be not much different from the words and characters of the world I lived in in my previous life.'

"Mu Liang? From now on, I will live for you and take care of your family... Yes, you don't have any family..."

Wang Jixuan kept repeating this in his heart, and the pain in various parts of his body had eased a lot.

He still lay on the ground without moving, his frown gradually relaxed, and he repeatedly chanted the Heart Cleansing Mantra in his heart.

The Heart Purifying Mantra is a mantra used to help one enter a state of meditation as quickly as possible. It also has the effect of clearing the mind and improving memory.

Wang Jixuan did not see it at this moment. As he chanted the spell in his mind, a very faint dust light appeared in the air around him and gathered towards his head.

Slowly, the body's originally vague childhood memories became clear and coherent.

Wang Jixuan thought for a moment and decided to start observing this body from its childhood. Through the memory of this young man named Mu Liang learning to speak and read in his childhood, he quickly mastered the language and writing in this world.

'The language is similar to my original world, and the characters are from the same source as my original world. They are all words evolved from simple paintings, so it is not difficult to understand.'

Wang Jixuan smiled slightly, greedily studying the many new words here and fully understanding their meanings.

This world, which seemed very strange to him, was about to reveal the tip of the iceberg to him...

boom!
The locked iron door was directly broken open by the battering ram.

Seven or eight men in orange uniforms looked into the house. The leader shouted "Help!" and three team members rushed in immediately.

Wang Jixuan made a decision immediately, lying there pretending to be unconscious, and speeding up his reading of this body's memories.

He could already understand the general meaning of what these people were saying.

"He's fine! He fainted!"

"There are marks on the neck!"

"Take photos first to preserve the scene. He has seriously violated the provisions of the Self-Injury Act!"

"Alright, send him to the medical room first. We can worry about whether he has violated the law later! That will be left to the court and the doctors to judge."

"Don't people who are saved from suicide have to undergo brain tissue removal surgery?"

"Another young man with a mental breakdown. How many today? Mu Liang, that's an interesting name. He's a level 3 civilian, a mid-level skilled worker, and worthy of our rescue."

"Use a stretcher! A stretcher! Don't just carry him on your back! Follow the instructions! Avoid secondary injuries!"

"This is actually my first time carrying a living person. All the previous rescue operations were to carry away corpses... Well, what I actually wanted to ask is, how did this guy survive? There is no lighter here? His rope seems to have been burned off, and there are traces of burns on the edges, Captain."

"Thanks to the damn human rights protection law, public recorders are not allowed to be installed in private spaces. God knows how he got here! Don't worry about these little things, save people first."

The team members carefully lifted Wang Jixuan onto the stretcher.

Wang Jixuan was a little confused.

What is the Self-Harm Act?
From what these mortal officials said, hanging himself is also a serious crime. He may face imprisonment next?

interesting.

Wang Jixuan felt a little more expectant.

He continued to read the memories of this body so that he could play the role of the young man named Mu Liang later and not be discovered by these people.

(End of this chapter)