My path to immortality began with my posting to guard Dawancun.

Chapter 610 Lightning-Fast Pass
Shen Changchuan stood on the mound, gazing blankly into the distance.

The early spring breeze, carrying the scent of freshly turned earth, brushed against his face, carrying a hint of coolness.

He instinctively tightened his grip on the reins—a rough hemp rope covered in dried mud that rubbed his palms red.

At the other end of the rope was a skinny old water buffalo, listlessly munching on the tender grass that had just sprouted on the ground.

“Clatter—”

A sudden gust of wind swept across the field, bending the surrounding weeds low. Shen Changchuan's tattered clothes fluttered in the wind, and his exposed toes involuntarily curled up.

He looked around blankly: in the distance were rolling green fields, a few blurry figures were working in the fields, above him was a clear blue sky, and a few sparrows fluttered their wings and flew over the field ridges, chirping crisply.

"This is."

He slowly raised his right hand, his movements stiff as a puppet.

What came into view was a dark, thin hand with protruding knuckles like withered twigs, and black grime embedded in the fingernails.

His palms were covered in calluses and had several fresh wounds—this was definitely not the hand he remembered!
Looking down, he was wearing a patched-up coarse cloth garment that hung loosely on his thin body, revealing his bony collarbone. His bare feet were covered in mud, with thick calluses on the soles and cracked edges.

A moment ago,
He passed through that ancient, inherited test.
They appeared here the next moment.

And it has become like this.
He became a cowherd.

A cowherd who was dirt poor!

"No, did I wear this again?"

Shen Changchuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he squeezed out the question from his dry throat.

A gentle breeze carried the scent of fresh grass, mingled with the distinctive sour smell of cow dung. Several horseflies buzzed around the water buffalo, which impatiently flicked its tail, the reins trembling slightly in its hand.
Everything is so real and true!

It's terrifyingly real!
Even more strangely, a large number of unfamiliar memory fragments suddenly flooded his mind.

The leaky thatched hut, the younger siblings crying from hunger, the father's hunched back, the mother's rough hands. These memories, which did not belong to him, were now as vivid as his own experiences, and even the gnawing pain of hunger was clearly discernible!

"Are you kidding me?"

Shen Changchuan pinched his thigh hard. A sharp pain shot through him.

He forced himself to calm down.

Start thinking about the current situation.

First of all,

His name is Shen Changchuan. He is a transmigrator who, after thirty years of hard work in the world of cultivation, gradually reached the peak of the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage.

Not long ago, he gained his master's favor and went to the sect's patriarch to ask for a spot to participate in the ancient inheritance assessment.

then,

He participated in the assessment.

During the assessment,

He stepped into a portal to a spatial vortex.
After that,
And so, he became a cowherd and appeared here.

"Very good, then we can confirm it now."

"Either I've time-traveled again, or this is part of the assessment!"

"If this isn't a time travel, then what we're experiencing right now must be a real illusion created by that ancient powerful being for the purpose of testing!"

It didn't take long for Shen Changchuan to make a guess about the current situation.

"Whether it's time travel or not, we'll find out by trying!"

Shen Changchuan's eyes flickered slightly, and an idea came to mind.

If it really was time travel, even if it was like the time travel from over thirty years ago, with a different body, then the magical power I painstakingly cultivated would probably be gone.

But if this isn't time travel,

Rather, this is a test that is similar to an illusion.

Then your body will still be there, and your magical power and spiritual cultivation will not betray you!
then,

Shen Changchuan sat down cross-legged on the spot.

close your eyes,

Start meditating and cultivating directly.

The first time the cycle of Qi circulation begins,
No results.

There was no sense of emptiness, no trace of magic power, and no trace of spiritual energy in the air.

But Shen Changchuan was not discouraged.

This was expected.

If this place is truly a trial similar to an illusion, then how could it create such a realistic world and produce such vivid senses?

With such methods, severing one's own consciousness and bodily perception is all too easy.

According to Shen Chong,

This place is a legacy left behind by an unimaginably powerful being from ancient times. The methods employed by such beings...
It was not something that a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, who was far weaker than an ant, could easily decipher.

Shen Changchuan continued refining.

Twice, three times.
There is still no feedback.
The skinny water buffalo had already run far away.

But he didn't care at all.

Until fifteen minutes later,
The poor cowherd who was sitting cross-legged on the ground opened his eyes, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"There's no mistake, that feeling!"

"It seems that I am indeed currently in a dreamlike state of being tested!"

Shen Changchuan murmured softly, but he breathed a sigh of relief, his tone full of certainty.

Although he did not feel any magical power flowing through his body while meditating, he did not feel any magical power flowing through his body.

But he was very certain,

I wasn't wearing any!

because,

As he attempted cultivation,
The progress bar panel that had always been with him reappeared before his eyes!
The panel was filled with densely packed spell progress bars.

Everything clearly indicates one thing—that his body in the cultivation world still exists 100%!

He's still the same person he always was!
His consciousness was transferred to the body of a cowherd in a similar real environment by a powerful being through some means!

"Now that it's confirmed to be an illusionary test, things will be much easier!"

Shen Changchuan's heart also relaxed.

Okay,

No, I wore it again.

If it really were time travel, especially if it were a soul transfer...
Then the cultivation level he had achieved through more than 30 years of hard work would probably be lost in an instant!
This is absolutely the cruelest thing in the world!
Shen Changchuan would rather continue in this world of cultivation, following the path of cultivation, striving for that one in a billion chance of ascending to immortality and transcending, than be directly wiped out and forced to suffer again.

Fortunately,

The worst-case scenario did not occur!
Then next,
It's time to leave this illusion that's just like the real world!
Regarding how to leave

He had a general idea.

It's simply a matter of reconnecting with your body and letting your consciousness return to your body.

then,

He calmed himself down and closed his eyes again.

this time,

He did not attempt to cultivate again.

Instead, one should immerse oneself completely in the depths of consciousness, isolating oneself from all external noise, as if actively entering a state of annihilation to seek the root of the body.

His consciousness,

Continue advancing along the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, entering the depths of the mind.

I don't know how long it took,
Shen Changchuan seemed to feel a tremor from the depths of his soul!

then,

He did not hesitate,

Consciousness leaped into it!
Wow! ! !
In a daze,

Shen Changchuan seemed to hear the sound of the world shattering, as if a dreamlike transition had come to an end.

His consciousness,

It was as if they had swum across countless seas.
He leaped back to shore!

I opened my eyes again.
The hills, water buffalo, verdant land, and azure sky that once stood there have completely vanished.

All I could see was a vast expanse of white space.

"came back!"

Feeling the abundant magical power within his body, and the powerful sense of having everything under control.

Shen Changchuan was quite certain.
My consciousness has returned to my body!
At this time,
【How...how is this possible?!】

In the pure white space,

Simple white jade tables and chairs were set out.

On the table,
Standing there was a wooden puppet, only knee-high, with a mechanical style.

At this moment, the puppet's round eyes widened.

His mouth gaped open, his jaw dropped to the ground, and he stared blankly at Shen Changchuan in front of him.

It was like seeing a ghost!
(End of this chapter)