All Living Beings Have Not Ascended

Lu Zhao, a clerk from a poor family in Qinglu County, usually copied epitaphs and sorted out old books for others. His greatest skill was that he had "very few typos". Until one rainy night, he saw a sentence on a broken tablet that had been scratched repeatedly: "If the world forgets me, those who come after me will remember it for me." From then on, Lu Zhao began to dream about a faceless monk in white. The other party didn't teach him how to wield a sword and make alchemy, but only taught him how to verify whether his memory was false. As broken monuments, blank pages of county annals, wrong tombs, and unmarked tablets emerged one after another, Lu Zhao gradually discovered that it was not that no one had ascended in this world for three thousand years, but that all those who had ascended had their traces of existence wiped out by the world. The truth of cultivation is not to seize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but to align with the consensus of the world. The closer you get to the great road, the easier it is to fall off the memory of all living beings; the so-called ascension may not mean going to the upper world, but becoming a patch that maintains the operation of heaven. Therefore, the first thing Lu Zhao had to do was not to become stronger, but to learn to remember a person who should not exist. In the end, he will work with Xie Wuyin, a female nun who forges ancient books, He, the true messenger of the secret sect, and Achi, a little girl who will never forget, to find a third way between "letting all sentient beings know the truth" and "preventing the collapse of the world." This is not a story about seeking immortality. This is a story about "people who deserve to be remembered can no longer be swallowed up by the world".