The Record of Mortals on the Immortal Path

[Weak flesh and blood can ascend to the Nine Mysteries; ants flutter their wings and dare to ask the sky] In a parallel world where everyone yearns for cultivation, Wang Yi, a modern middle-aged man, opened his eyes and became a market chef with disabled qualifications. He was also suffering from a strange disease. Even the most famous doctor in the city declared that he would not live to be eighteen. When the sword of the immortal disciple passed by the corner of his thatched eaves, he was trying hard to stir-fry his signature dish - fried tomatoes with eggs! Counting his few days on his fingers. Until that day, one strange thing after another broke into his originally peaceful life. Here there is no natural sword bone, no grandfather who travels with you, and no happy stories about breaking off an engagement. What is there is just a miserable life of a modern soul struggling in the world of cannibalism. "It is said that mortals who practice immortality go against heaven, but if the way of heaven is incomplete..." Wang Yi wiped the broken halberd stained with blood, with the burning platform behind him, "Then let me, an outlier, teach you a lesson to all the immortals." The newlyweds cry for the first time, wishing to use a million words to build the three thousand plank roads for mortals to reach heaven. Every chapter comment is a spiritual stone that lights up the life soul lamp, and every bookmark is a sword intention against the shackles of heaven - this journey is lonely and cold, and I invite you to realize the road together! (A message from the author: As a new writer, I will read every book review carefully. You are welcome to wake me up with jokes/imaginations/complaints! The story may be immature, but I promise to never give up. Let us grow together with Wang Yi and become gods and slay immortals!)