The Last Ordinary Person in the World of Cultivation

My name is Shen Yinghan, and I am the last ordinary person without spiritual roots in the world of cultivation. I hid this secret for a long time and no one discovered it until my death. The world only knows that I am the supreme swordsman, but no one knows: In order to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, my eldest disciple Feng Yao forced the sword energy into his body. To protect him, I allowed the sword energy to penetrate two pipa bones. Blood soaked through my white clothes, and bone fragments mixed with flesh and blood were everywhere. I lay in bed for three full months before I could get off the ground, but he never came to see me once. The male ghost I released, Shang Wujiu, regarded me as a furnace and forced me to practice spiritual practice with him. Ghost energy poured into my mortal body, and all my internal organs were corroded by evil spirits. My hair turned gray prematurely, and I coughed up blood every day. Every time after he finished, he didn't show any pity. Instead, he pushed me to the ground with red eyes and said to me, "You owe me this." In order to eliminate my karma, the Buddha who lives in the sect used Buddha's light to burn my body day and night. I was bound by spiritual power and couldn't break free. I watched my skin fester layer by layer, leaving scars. The most common thing he said to me was "You need to let go." But he doesn't know that my obsession is actually to live. And my junior brother Gongsun Xu, who I had brought up with me since I was a child, even personally sent me to the Demon King's sword. They thought that with my cultivation level, I would be able to escape unscathed. But I am just an ordinary person, how can I fight against the demon army by myself. I'm dead. He died on that wasteland, all the blood on his body was drained, but there was no one around him. * But who knows, after I die: Feng Yao knelt outside the sect for seven days and seven nights without eating or drinking. Then he raised his sword and went to the demon world, threatening to kill all the people who killed me. Shang Wujiu tore his soul in half and stuffed one half into my corpse, trying to turn me into a ghost and restore life. Buddha Budu held the string of rosary beads I gave him and recited the Rebirth Mantra nearly ten thousand times in the main hall until his throat coughed up blood and the Buddha's bones shattered. My junior brother Gongsun Xu was quiet. He just planted a peach tree in front of my grave and watered it every day. He poured it for three hundred years. Three hundred years later, the peach tree became a spirit. The first thing he said to him was: "Your senior brother will not come back." Gongsun Xu smiled and said, "I know." Then continue watering. The peach tree spirit rubbed his soaked feet and cursed me, the harmful ghost, that I should be driven out of my mind as soon as possible. If he caught me, he would press me under the peach tree and kill me again. I'm a little sad. I was humiliated and scolded when I was alive. Why am I being humiliated like this now that I'm a ghost? But after all, I didn't lose my mind. I just stood on the bridge of Wangchuan and watched it all in silence. * Three hundred years after my death, I was reborn. Reborn before accepting my first disciple. In this life, I plan to stay away from them so that I can live longer. But unexpectedly, they stuck together like crazy. Feng Yao became so angry that he became a demon in order to protect me, his eyes filled with blood. It doesn't matter if he doesn't want this swordsmanship, he will never let anyone hurt me again in this life. Shang Wu Jiu lingered in front of the stage of reincarnation, dissipating three hundred years of ghost power, and allowed his soul to dissipate inch by inch. But he only asked the judge to give him another chance to reincarnate, saying that he would work hard for me, and he just wanted to pay back all the lives he owed me. Budu knelt in front of the gate of Daleiyin Temple and returned the Buddha's bones to the Buddha. He kowtowed and knocked his forehead against the bones of the dead, saying that he would no longer practice this Buddha, and from now on, he only wanted to be with me. Gongsun Xu handed the knife to my hand, held my hand holding the knife, pointed it at his heart, and said, "Brother, please, just stab me to death." "It should have been stabbed three hundred years ago!" My name is Shen Yinghan, and I am the last ordinary person in the world of cultivation. However, they are now more afraid than anyone else that I, an ordinary person, will really die. -[Reading Guide] 1. The main text is in third person, and the plot is fictional 2. To receive uncleanness and to attack cleanliness Mission: Even if you are in trouble, you should keep improving and work hard.