Immortals Are Outsiders from the Mountains

As an unknown guest on the path of cultivation, I suffer in the Dharma-ending era when the great path is not clear and spiritual things turn into mortal beings. Although my path is close to immortality, I can no longer advance even half a step forward! Sad sad sad! I can only use the power of my unobstructed mind to find a place in the world of cultivating immortality in reincarnation with what I have learned throughout my life. Good news: Found it. Bad news: Why haven't all the secrets of the womb been solved yet? My name is Ohnogi. Ever since I was born, there has been an invisible and intangible white-faced steamed bun in my mind. It has constantly transmitted strange 'images' to my soul, suppressed my spiritual development, and made me a living village guardian. It wasn't until I was eight years old that something went wrong with the white-flour buns, and I gradually understood everything.