You Talk About Cultivating Immortality, Which Kind of Immortality Are You Cultivating?

When programmer Li Jin woke up, his right arm was being chopped into the mud by bandits. The severed limbs were sewn up with maggots by the old Taoist, and the wriggling silkworms penetrated the body. Only then did he realize that he had become the "living wine vat" of the evil cultivator Hunyuanzi, and his flesh and blood were all containers for brewing human elixir. A black donkey has a bandit's head growing from its neck, a paper figurine bride drills its trouser legs with a snake tail, and the villagers who worship three animals collectively sleep like sleepwalkers. When the six-armed and three-headed "Grandma Black Sky" tore open the night sky, Li Jin discovered an even more horrifying truth: This world was actually a cage called "Infinite Fengdu", and all the monks were poisonous insects raised by Tianji Pavilion, eating the essence of living people to maintain the illusory way of heaven. Three heartbeats reverse the time, and seven levels of flesh and blood ask for the path to immortality. With the Panlong Jade Pendant that can retrace time, Li Jin fights his way through the world of restraint cultivation where yellow talismans and maggots are intertwined. The left hand formed a seal to suppress the rampaging silkworms in the body, and the rusty sword on the right arm split open the illusion of Fengdu, just to find the lover locked in the glass cabin, and fight for a way back to reality amidst the truth that the flesh and blood keyboard was broken—— "Fellow Immortals, what kind of truth are you cultivating?" He pointed his sword at the sky and sneered, "They are just a few code-eating parasites in the data sea of Tianji Pavilion!"