Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 457 Deformity
"To live to old age without dying is to be an immortal; to die without perishing is to live a long life."

"It is called the Qi Palace. With it, humans no longer need to fear demonic beasts and can roam the world freely!"

"Heavens have wronged me! Cultivate immortality? What kind of bird immortality is this!"

"The order of heaven and earth is in chaos, Master, do you really have to go?"

"Senior brother! The elders have all disappeared!"

"A traitor who has ruined the country! For his own selfish gain, he has jeopardized the hegemony of the State of Ju! He deserves to die!"

"I don't know. I control memories, but how can I tell you things that aren't recorded in the annals of time? Nanjiang has its own calamities and its own end, it's just not time yet."

“Master Shen, your daughter is exceptionally talented. She will surely achieve great things if she joins the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.”

"It says you will die, Brother Xiang Fang, are you still going?"

"The Eastern Barbarians are still restless. What's wrong with the Zhenhai Sect? They can't even control a single demon beast! Utterly incompetent!"

It felt like a swarm of bees flapping their wings in my ear, or like a torrential rain that had been pouring down for thousands of years.

Wei Xi's ears were filled with incessant chatter, making her head ache.

But her consciousness was firmly locked inside her skin, and she could not move.

Wei Xi doesn't remember who she is or what happened. She briefly forgets everything, becoming a blank slate once more.

It is easy to imagine how burdensome this fluctuating and fragmented information would be under such circumstances.

As the sound gradually faded, Wei Xi slowly regained control of her body. Looking bewildered, she slowly sat up.

If Wei Xi were in a normal state, he would immediately notice many abnormalities.

For example, why does she look somewhat transparent? Apart from the thin red lines outlining her meridians, her entire body presents a strange, ashen appearance.

For example, the surroundings are a blend of light and darkness, with dark red, cracked red threads interwoven to support the crumbling world.

Although Wei Xi had lost her memory and common sense, her fundamental personality remained the same. The confusion on her face was quickly replaced by vigilance. After looking around, unease immediately took over, and instinct told her to run.

As for the nonsense he heard, Wei Xi had no idea what it meant. He didn't put it out of his mind simply because his head was currently blank.

Survival urges Wei Xi to run, but the question is: how? And in which direction?

There was nothing here except Wei Xi Kong Kong; as far as the eye could see, there was only endless expanse.

"anyone there?"

After making the sound, Wei Xi felt a pang of regret, as if she shouldn't have made a sound.

Or perhaps it cannot make a sound.

Wei Xi pursed his lips, feeling utterly stupid.

He mustered his courage again and stuck out a finger to poke at the tattered red thread beside him.

Like brocade, that was the first thought that popped into Wei Xi's mind; what exactly was brocade? That was the second thought.

A red thread landed silently on Wei Xi's nose, its thin strands swaying slightly.

Wei Xi only suffered from temporary amnesia, not idiocy. By comparing the two, he quickly discovered the abnormality of the red line in front of him.

The red threads that make up the world around us are tattered, with many places only having thin strands connecting them; many red threads have broken, some have been roughly knotted, and many more are hanging listlessly.

The red line that landed on Wei Xi's nose was thin and weak, but it didn't look damaged, which inexplicably reminded her of the phrase "radiant".

"What do you mean by 'radiant'?"

Wei Xi was somewhat surprised to find that he was literate.

The more Wei Xi thought about the past, the more her head ached, so she turned her attention to this strange world.

The sudden shout earlier did not lead to any disastrous consequences, and Wei Xi gradually grew bolder, beginning to examine each red thread one by one.

These red lines are in terrible condition, like withered tree roots, trying their best to maintain normalcy.

Wei Xi narrowed her eyes—in such a short time, she had already examined about thirty red threads, each with various marks on it. On the thicker red threads, patterns could still be discerned (although Wei Xi couldn't identify what they were), while on the thinner ones, only raised and recessed marks remained, the original patterns long since worn away.

After a moment's thought, Wei Xi walked toward the thickest red line, where perhaps a complete pattern could be found.

The surrounding light and darkness twisted and turned constantly, sometimes melting together and sometimes clearly separating, the oppressive force impacting Wei Xi's flickering "body".

"Yin energy, yang energy," Wei Xi was startled by the words that popped into his mind, "The yin and yang energies are here."

The words didn't help Wei Xi understand what they actually were, but they did give her a boost of spirits.

The thickest red line is quite frightening up close; it is made up of countless thin red lines twisted together, and the pattern changes slowly, like a memory played in reverse.

But there are words on it, clearly visible words.

The moment Wei Xi saw those words, a small but empty room flashed before her eyes, and there she sat there, more solid, learning to read.

"Senior Sister Xie?" Wei Xi murmured, "Wen Dao Hall?"

It was a good thing that her memory was gradually returning. Wei Xi mustered her spirits and recognized some of the characters. Given how little she knew now, she didn't care about being picky and simply recognized and memorized them all.

When Wei Xi recognized the name "Ju State," he remembered that he was from Ju State; when he read "spiritual stone," he realized that he seemed to lack this thing; when he saw the character "war," images of a furnace fire and crying flashed through his mind.
Wei Xi found the crying very jarring, as if it were coming from someone close to him.

Her heart ached slightly, then was enveloped in sadness.

After a long day of triggering associations, Wei Xi quickly recalled many fragmented pieces of information.

But she still didn't know why she was there.

As he hesitated, Wei Xi felt a burning sensation in his chest and looked down to see a bronze mirror roll out of his arms.

How strange! Wei Xi thought to himself, this thing wasn't here before.

Wei Xi picked up the Fish Intestine Mirror, and a line of elegant and unrestrained characters appeared on its smooth surface.

It was bright red, with a faint smell of blood.

"Qin Feng is in danger! Save him immediately!"

Wei Xi felt as if she had been hit in the head. She didn't know who Qin Feng was, but the overwhelming emotions told her that this person was very important.

Even the person writing on the mirror got injured while Wei Xi was staring intently at it.

But what could she do? Wei Xi was a little confused for a moment, but her intuition told her that staying here would bring great opportunities.

But Xin told Wei Xi that staying here would mean losing two important people.

The decision was made almost instantly.

Without hesitation, Wei Xi grabbed the red thread and used his fingernail to carve the words "Wei Xi" onto the smooth surface.

The space isolated by Yin and Yang energy began to distort and deform, and scattered memories came rushing back.

Wei Xi spat out a mouthful of essence onto those two words, then pulled the red thread and plunged it into the [Fish Intestine Mirror].

The mirror, which should have been incredibly hard, rippled like water, engulfing Wei Xi.

Wei Xi opened his eyes to find himself in a dimly lit passageway again.

The good news is that she can feel the snake's tail; the bad news is that she has more than just a snake's tail on her body.

Wei Xi cursed inwardly, and turned her head shakily to look. Half-human, half-snake was no longer enough to describe her body.

Instead, it was pure deformity.

"To live to old age without dying is to be an immortal" is the Kangxi Dictionary's explanation of the character "仙" (immortal).

The saying "He who dies but is not forgotten lives on" comes from the Tao Te Ching.
Maintain the persona of Wei Xi as someone who is cultured but not very cultured.

Wei Xi in this chapter is in a very special form; you could say she's directly confronting the will of Heaven. The [Fish Intestine Mirror] isn't a heaven-defying magical artifact; it's purely a matter of mechanics and luck. You can recall the opening lines; most of them match the preceding text.

Finally, I'm almost done writing about Bone Reef Sea!