Mortals Are Prohibited from Cultivating Immortals

(I will revise the text before I start the article. Now I just record the plot. Should it be about the ancient cultivating immortals? It may also be about supernatural beings.) Copywriting of this article: A hundred years ago, the ban on cultivating immortals was promulgated. Since then, no one in the city dared to mention the word cultivating immortals. Only those who are named on the gold list can obtain the secret book of cultivating immortals, and the rest are treated as evildoers. However, there are still many people who violate the ban because of their greed for immortality. After receiving a tip, the police officer broke into the Lu Mansion late at night, only to find that more than a hundred people in the mansion had disappeared without a trace. They searched the entire mansion and finally found a man in a room with wooden walls on all sides. The nails on the wooden boards were completely rusted, and the dust in the room was thick enough to write on. This room had been sealed for at least a year, but the young man on the ground was still alive. His skin is warm, his breathing is steady, and he looks like an ordinary person. The moment the catcher pulled out his knife in horror, he suddenly realized - he was not a human being, he was a monster. ****** When Xie Shangzhi woke up, the back of his head was pressed against the haystack, and there was an iron railing in front of him. Cultivation. The jailer said that was his crime. And three days later, it was the day he was beheaded. Xie Shangzhi was unarmed and his head was empty. He only remembered a simple spell. He tried to activate his spiritual power, and a few straws floated up, finally turning into a small paper man in his hands. The little paper man was as big as a palm, tilted his head, and fell into deep thought under his earnest gaze. Then it turned around, carefully laid out straw for him, and signaled him to go to bed early at night. Xie Shangzhi:...... How is this a life spell? ! At night, the shadow on the ground swallowed the jailer and stood up from the ground, laughing at him and saying, "You look so delicious." The little paper man bravely stood in front of Xie Shangzhi. Xie Shangzhi looked at himself, and then at the little paper man who was no higher than his ankles - although he was very moved, he might as well let the little paper man run away on his own. The moment the shadow demon pounced on him, the little paper man turned into a paper sword and fell into his hand, slashing it hard with him. The shadow demon screamed and disappeared into ashes. Xie Shangzhi: "... Ah?" The next day, the magistrate and his crowd knelt on the ground: "Please save the lives of thousands of people in our county!" Xie Shangzhi: "... Ah?" No, he really doesn't know how! The little paper man is the clone of Gong Purpose: Create a better life