Pray to the Immortal

"Tomorrow at 12 noon, I will be killed for various reasons inexplicably. I will be hit by a car, choked to death by water, or even hit by an airplane." "After I die, I will travel to a world of cultivation. When I die in that world, time will go back to this morning." "The first time I traveled through time, I shouted for help at the landing point, and my throat was torn to pieces by a passing monster." "The second time, I learned the local language, but because of a slip of the tongue, I was burned alive by the villagers as a heretic." "The third time, I penetrated a stone tablet engraved with my heart, but the next second, my cognition betrayed me - my brain ordered my hands to dig out my own heart." "The fourth time, I went through all kinds of hardships and finally joined the Immortal Cultivation Sect, but when I was testing my qualifications, my soul was searched by the elders..." "So, I'm really out of ideas. Comrade police, those low-level cultivators are not very strong. Give me two guns and I'll see if I can grab this technique and practice it." The police officer put down the note and exchanged complicated looks with the colleague beside him, "Okay, we have contacted the special department for you, please wait a moment." Not long after, as expected, several staff members wearing special uniforms came in and led Lu Shi outside. It's this outfit... Why is it a white coat? Lu Shi's smile froze, and he was picked up from left to right. "I'm not mentally ill! I'm not mentally ill! Let me go, everything I say is true!"