How Would I Know How to Cultivate Immortality?!

How would I know how to cultivate immortality? I’m just a farmer. I’m good at farming, and at planting people in the ground. In my previous life, I transmigrated to the West and became the first archdruid in human history. Then I accidentally went too far, helping the nature spirits reclaim the laws of nature and fighting the faith gods who were vying for divine offices until we destroyed one another. In this life, I need to keep my head down and grow steadily. Whatever the Heavenly Dao calls me for, I won’t answer. If I meddle in other people’s business again, may I be a dog. I may not know much about cultivating immortality, but I’m very good at farming. An ancient ruin has opened. Lin Mo watches the cultivators in the distance slaughter the nature-born spirits and monsters, searching for treasures and refining souls. He frowns and says nothing. The moment he raises a hand, the ancient trees, stubborn rocks, and wild beasts behind him all awaken to sentience. Under the grace of nature’s enlightenment, countless spirits speak human words and bow down, addressing him as ‘Master’. I’m just a farmer. As long as no one gets in the way of my farming, we can all get along. But if you refuse to take a hint, don’t blame me for planting everyone here in the ground. Official synopsis: I ask the people of the world about the Way. The people say, ‘Life is bitter.’ I say, ‘After bitterness comes sweetness!’ In his previous life, he slaughtered most of the Savage Wilderness Heavenly Domain and ushered in the Age of Mortals. In this life, Lin Mo wouldn’t mind taking the opportunity to raze the cultivation world as well. (Cultivation, tabletop role-playing, DND.)