Transcending two realms to become an earth immortal

The moment the Kunlun Mirror trembled, Fang Chen felt the world change color and all things return to nothingness.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the bright moonlight bathing the vermilion pavilion, and smelled the pungent smell of medicine by the bed... It was a completely different world!

"This body... is not my true form?"

The reflection in the mirror of his mind trembled slightly, as memories of his past life merged with the remnants of his present soul, and Fang Chen suddenly understood:

The wonder of the Kunlun Mirror is not reincarnation, but rather the ability to refine those on the verge of death in other lives into the incarnation of oneself!

He slowly got up.

The interior was lavishly furnished, yet dimly lit and desolate.

Inside the room, jade artifacts glowed with a faint light, and the air was filled with the lingering scent of rouge, but even stronger was the bitter smell of medicine that permeated the bed... The original owner of this body was a wealthy young man who had been ill for a long time.

Using the magical power transmitted through the Kunlun Mirror to examine this body internally, Fang Chen frowned.

This frail body was given a potent and dangerous drug. For someone suffering from a cold to take such a strong tonic was clearly suicidal.

Strangely, there was no trace of martial arts or Taoist cultivation in this body, but a spark of spiritual light had already shone deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, and his spiritual platform had been initially established, indicating that he had already entered the realm of Tao.

His true spirit descended this time, but he could not carry his cultivation with him, and it was impossible for his original body to enter the Dao.

There is only one solution: the incarnation and the original self share the same realm, and one proof is eternal proof.

"It must be said that the Kunlun Mirror truly deserves to be called a treasure of creation, possessing such heaven-reaching power..."

With a thought, Fang Chen immediately used his magic to neutralize the medicinal properties, restore his body, and at the same time sort out the original body's memories.

In this world, the underworld judges life and death, the Dragon Court safeguards the nation's destiny, and the righteous gods of mountains and rivers enjoy incense offerings and guard their respective regions. Taoist temples are spread throughout the land, true cultivators summon wind and rain, and legend has it that even true immortals travel to the North Sea in the morning and to Cangwu in the evening.

The more widely known path to extraordinary achievement is martial arts.

"Martial arts?" 』

Fang Chen's mind stirred slightly. In the ancient Dao before the Five Turbid World, there was the [Path of Human Immortals], commonly known as the Martial Path, which pursued physical immortality.

However, the spiritual energy of this place is far from the heyday of the immortal path. It is more like a decadent world after the rise of the ghost immortal path. How can it support the human immortal martial path that requires a huge amount of blood and energy?

As Fang Chen intently perused the martial arts records in his memory, a look of understanding flashed across his eyes, but also a hint of disappointment.

The highest level of martial arts in this world is the Martial Saint, who is rumored to be able to influence the fate of a nation.

However, those who have truly reached the fourth realm of human immortals, namely "transformation of fetus and change of form," are capable of establishing sects and dominating the era in this degenerate age, influencing more than just the fate of a nation.

This further convinced him that this was not the authentic way of humanity, but rather a vague impression from his memory.

The highest realm of martial arts in this world is actually closely related to military formations and the killing intent of soldiers, rather than simply seeking the path of physical transcendence.

It seems that the martial arts of this world must be a remnant of an ancient lineage of immortals, which may have evolved into a side branch to adapt to the present world, and has lost its original form.

However, the descriptions of Taoist magic and immortal arts, as well as the "path of ghost immortals" in the Five Turbid World, largely matched what he knew, and even their levels were almost identical, which was quite strange.

Of the five immortal paths—Heaven, Earth, Human, God, and Ghost—there are none in this world except for the ethereal Heavenly Immortals and the Earthly Immortals who move with the world. All the others have traces to follow.

Fang Chen felt a chill run down his spine.

It is truly extraordinary for someone with such profound spiritual cultivation to exist in an era where spiritual practice is declining.

After a serious illness, one's temperament changes drastically, and one can use this as an excuse to understand the mysteries of life and death.

If one reveals their Taoist methods, one can claim that they encountered an opportunity during their illness, or that they awakened their past wisdom... There are many reincarnated practitioners in the path of ghost immortals.

However, if the powerful beings of this realm were to see through their true nature and label them as extraterrestrial demons or possessing evil spirits, it would be an immense calamity.

Therefore, in this world, one may suddenly realize the truth and become wise and powerful, but one must never let others figure out the truth!

Having clarified the framework of cultivation in this world, Fang Chen turned his thoughts and traced back the world's structure and historical origins in the original body's memories.

This exploration gave him a sense of familiarity.

This land is called [Donghua Divine Continent]!

In ancient times, there were legends of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, spanning the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties, culminating in the First Emperor unifying the six kingdoms and becoming emperor. The Qin Dynasty was short-lived, followed by the glorious Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms, the Jin Dynasty, the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and finally the prosperous Tang Dynasty, where all nations paid tribute.

History flows on until the Tang Dynasty reached its zenith, and then—

Fang Chen's mind went blank for a moment.

After the Tang Dynasty, the world was once again in turmoil, and after seven hundred years of chaos, the current tripartite balance of power between the Wei, Zhou, and Jin dynasties was finally achieved.

"This glorious history, etched in my memory, somehow feels a little strange..."

For some reason, Fang Chen felt a sense of foreboding, as if something important was being obscured by a fog.

Strange... why does something feel off?

Fang Chen searched his memories for the dynastic changes after the Holy Tang Dynasty, but the original owner's memories were hazy, leaving only a vague impression of a hundred years of chaos. Moreover, a sense of unease lingered, yet he couldn't grasp its essence.

But at this moment—

The Kunlun Ancient Mirror, which had been dormant deep within his sea of ​​consciousness and was connected to his soul, suddenly trembled, rippled out a line of barely perceptible clear light, and that clear light was like a cold spring cleansing the marrow, directly entering the spiritual platform.

Fang Chen trembled violently, his mind instantly becoming as clear as a mirror. The fog that had shrouded his understanding of history was suddenly cleaved away.

A chill ran straight to the top of his head, Fang Chen's pupils contracted sharply, and cold sweat seeped out from his back.

Those should have been preserved in my memory, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the turbulent Song Dynasty, the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty...

That magnificent history spanning hundreds of years, filled with heroes, brilliant culture, and steeped in the blood and tears of ordinary people; the countless moving tales of emperors, generals, scholars, and commoners, their joys and sorrows…

Why is there a blurry blank space in the original owner's memories?!

Even more terrifying is that, if it weren't for the Kunlun Mirror's warning, he would have walked through this world with a sense of entitlement, completely unaware of this horrifying historical rift!

This is not ordinary forgetting, but rather an erasure or alteration that affects the cognitive level of all beings, even causing a region to forget hundreds of years of the past, leaving only a blank!

What extraordinary level of cultivation would be required to accomplish this?

In Fang Chen's understanding, even the Corpse Immortal who had survived the three calamities and death in the Five Turbid World and achieved the Great Perfection of Ghost Immortal would probably still be powerless to reach that level!

Only an ancient and powerful being at the fifth or even sixth level of the Celestial or Earthly Immortal realm could possibly disturb the long river of time and the causal network of a world, creating such a bizarre "historical blank"!

This world, which seems to have lost its way in cultivation, holds unfathomable mysteries hidden beneath its surface.

After a long while, Fang Chen slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

The waters of this world... are unfathomably deep.

The voice echoed softly in the quiet room.

However, the secrets of this world can be discussed later. The most urgent task at hand is to resolve this predicament and then explore opportunities for advancement in this world!

With this thought in mind, Fang Chen composed himself and continued to sort through the original owner's memories.

The original owner's parents were the previous heads of the clan, who sacrificed their lives for the clan. In order to gain the support of his former subordinates, the current head of the clan adopted him as his godson, promising him a place in the Daoist academy and various other great benefits, thus winning people's hearts and ascending to the throne.

After taking power, he indeed showed great favor and indulged the original owner's extravagance and waste, which led to the original owner becoming increasingly unruly and unusable.

When Fang Chen recalled these past events, he felt that there was something fishy about them.

The original owner lost his parents at the age of five and was taken in as an adopted son by the current head of the family. He was called his adoptive father, but he was actually very cunning.

Instead of hiring strict teachers to guide him or setting rules to restrain him, the original owner allowed him to be surrounded by scoundrels who tempted him to indulge in sensual pleasures, turning a promising talent into a useless waste.

Once that person is ruined, the clan elders will not allow such a valuable asset as the Daoist academy's quota and the clan's residential land to fall into the hands of a spoiled brat, and will certainly make it clear that they will take it back.

When the time comes, the current head of the family will have no choice but to disqualify him, thus preserving his reputation and reaping real benefits... He has truly calculated this well!

"So, it's not a coincidence that the original owner caught a cold and then ingested a potent medicine?" Fang Chen's eyes were deep and mysterious, then he shook his head.

This is completely unnecessary.

Since they've already been raised to be useless, why bother doing this? It only gives others ammunition to criticize them.

The clan elders are not foolish; how could they not see this?

It must be someone whose interests are directly at stake.

With a sudden thought, Fang Chen found the answer in his memories.

The person who took action must be... the current head of the family's son.

In an effort to appease the original owner's parents and subordinates, the patriarch repeatedly referred to Fang Chen as his son. How could his own son not resent this?

The struggle for interests is inherently a fight to the death, and now, with the added hatred of losing one's father... it seems that this cold and the potent medicine are likely both from this person.

Furthermore, this matter must have been caused by a traitor within the original owner's inner circle; otherwise, how could the other party have succeeded?

Even though the original owner was a playboy, he was only dissolute outside and never abused his own family. Moreover, the servants around him were chosen and raised by his parents since childhood.

To think that such behavior could be so outrageous... truly, human greed is like a serpent trying to swallow an elephant, yet still not satisfied!

Feeling his internal energy recover slightly, enough to barely sustain him, Fang Chen immediately stood up, brushed off his clothes, and pushed open the door to go out.

The two night watchmen outside the door were suddenly awakened. Seeing the young master standing under the moon, with his hands behind his back, his demeanor was quite different from before. They hurriedly knelt down.

Fang Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable chill:

"Pass down the order. All servants in the manor must assemble in this courtyard within one quarter of an hour."

The moonlight shone on his pale face, casting a somber shadow.

"Anyone who fails to arrive on time will be executed without mercy!"