Mortal Immortal Refining

Everyone knows that the more spiritual roots there are, the narrower the path to immortality. Wulinggen monk Hu Xingyue was destined to die of old age in the handyman's room. Until he found a broken cauldron in the ashes of the alchemy room - it can smelt all things, remove the waste and retain the essence. He used waste residue to make medicine, used leftover materials to build a foundation, and used things that others looked down upon to climb up step by step. But the way Heaven gave him was to temper his body with thunder tribulation, eat his soul with inner demons, and be haunted by cause and effect. One step per calamity, one thousand two hundred steps, to reach the Taoist ancestor. I don't ask for mercy from the immortals, I just want to be still standing after the disaster. Ordinary people achieve extraordinary things.