This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

"Where did this stinky beggar come from? He stinks to death..."

In his hazy state, Li Daoxuan seemed to hear someone speaking. His consciousness slowly returned, and he opened his eyes a crack, seeing four or five figures in his blurry vision.

As his vision gradually cleared, he was shocked to discover that four young men and women dressed in ancient costumes were sitting not far away.

Li Daoxuan was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Because he clearly remembered that he was already dead.

Upon graduating from university, in preparation for a life of hardship, Li Daoxuan gave himself half a month to explore the beautiful landscapes of his motherland.

However, an accident happened while he was traveling in Sanqingshan.

A child of about ten years old almost fell off a cliff for some unknown reason.

Without a second thought, Li Daoxuan grabbed him.

The child was pulled back, but he himself slipped and fell straight down.

When Li Daoxuan fell to the bottom of the cliff, he was not immediately dead. He could clearly feel his life force rapidly draining away until his consciousness finally vanished into nothingness.

But now, Li Daoxuan touched his body and found it completely unharmed, with neither wounds nor bloodstains.

However, just as he was about to stand up, he discovered that he had no feeling in his legs at all.

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In other words, although he was not dead, he was a cripple without legs.

Li Daoxuan had roughly figured out his situation at this moment. He had probably encountered a fantastical adventure that everyone was eager to have—he had transmigrated!

Moreover, he was transported to an ancient feudal world and became a useless beggar who could not walk.

Li Daoxuan was able to confirm his identity as a beggar by listening to the conversations of the young men and women.

The disdain and contempt in his eyes were undisguised.

Apart from the boy who looked the youngest, everyone else looked at him with pity and sympathy.

Li Daoxuan gave a helpless, bitter smile.

Since God allowed him to transmigrate, even if He didn't give him a noble status like a prince or a crown prince, He should at least give him a healthy body, right?

Isn't this just playing with him?

But no matter what, at least I'm still alive, which is better than being dead.

Perhaps influenced by his father, who was a lay Buddhist of the Zhengyi sect, Li Daoxuan always had a good mindset.

Even in this near-desperate situation, he did not feel despair.

Just thinking about my aging parents makes my nose tingle with emotion.

I suppose I'll never be able to take care of my parents in this lifetime.

"Young man, would you like something to eat?"

As Li Daoxuan was thinking about his parents from his previous life, he suddenly heard a gentle voice.

He subconsciously looked up and saw the only boy who hadn't shown him any disdain, holding a flatbread and a piece of dried meat and offering them to him.

Before Li Daoxuan could even feel grateful, the aroma of the bread and dried meat wafted into his nostrils, instantly triggering a hunger within him that was almost consuming his reason.

Li Daoxuan opened his mouth and said thank you, but his voice was as harsh as sandpaper polishing a styrofoam box.

The young man smiled upon hearing Li Daoxuan's voice, placed the bread and dried meat in Li Daoxuan's hands, and said gently:

"Wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned back to get Li Daoxuan a water bottle so that he could have some water.

Just as the boy picked up the kettle, another hand suddenly stopped him.

"Junior brother, mind your own business."

The speaker was a woman who looked to be in her early twenties. She was strikingly beautiful, with a graceful yet not frail figure, and she was holding a long sword in her hand. She was clearly no ordinary woman.

After hearing the woman's words, the boy turned around and looked at Li Daoxuan, who was biting into a pancake but couldn't swallow because his throat was dry. He said with some concern:

"Senior sister, just give him some water and food, it's alright."

The woman frowned and said earnestly:

"It's too strange that a beggar would suddenly appear and occupy this dilapidated temple in the middle of nowhere. We should be more cautious."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, another companion stood up and said:

"Junior brother, senior sister is right. He's just a stinking beggar, he stinks to death. How could you give him your own water bottle? It's too dirty."

The other companions also looked at the boy, clearly not wanting him to meddle in other people's business.

The boy sighed inwardly, glanced back at Li Daoxuan who was struggling to swallow his bread, pondered for a moment, and then tossed the water bag in his hand straight to him.

Seeing this, the other disciples didn't say anything more, but just shook their heads slightly, somewhat helplessly.

In the world of martial arts, it is already more than enough to refrain from harming others. A young man who indiscriminately shows kindness will inevitably suffer a setback sooner or later.

Ignoring the gazes of those people, Li Daoxuan hurriedly picked up the water bag, nodded to the boy, and then pulled out the cork and poured water into his mouth.

The young man smiled gently and nodded to Li Daoxuan.

But the young man's senior sister looked at Li Daoxuan and frowned, saying:

"Eat something and then leave. Anyi County is only about ten miles away. You can get there before dark."

Li Daoxuan took a big gulp of water, and his throat finally felt a little better.

He paid no attention to what the woman was saying, focusing only on eating the bread and dried meat.

"Bang..."

A muffled thud was heard, and a young man struck the ground with his sword sheath, shouting at Li Daoxuan:

"You filthy beggar, my senior sister is talking to you."

Li Daoxuan then raised his head, a piece of bread still in his mouth, and said helplessly:

"My leg is broken, I can't walk..."

The young man was taken aback, and his gaze naturally fell on Li Daoxuan's legs.

The boy who gave him the bread also looked over and indeed found that Li Daoxuan's legs were limp and could only sway with the movement of his upper body, and he had no ability to move on his own.

The young man couldn't bear it and turned to look at his senior sister, saying:

"Senior Sister, let him stay overnight; after all, we're the ones who arrived later..."

Seeing this, the woman decided not to chase Li Daoxuan away anymore. Most importantly, she no longer believed that a crippled beggar could pose any threat to them.

But another female disciple still scolded Li Daoxuan:

"Since that's the case, then go to the corner and stay there obediently. If you dare to harbor any ill intentions, I'll kill you with one sword, do you hear me?"

Li Daoxuan ate his bread while gently bowing his head.

There was nothing he could do; he was like a fish on a chopping board, with no choice but to give in and admit defeat.

After finishing the biscuits and dried meat, and with something in my stomach, that maddening hunger finally subsided.

It got dark quickly, and the group lit a campfire and sat around it to rest.

Li Daoxuan dared not get too close, and could only drag his injured body to the corner with great effort.

This dilapidated house must have been a ruined temple in the mountains. At night, the temperature plummeted, making Li Daoxuan shiver with cold.

Seeing this, the young man picked up a large bundle of dry grass and walked over, placing it beside Li Daoxuan, saying:

"It's chilly at night, lie down here."

Li Daoxuan looked up at him and said thank you.

I can't help but sigh that no matter what world it is, there are always kind-hearted people.

With this pile of dry grass, Li Daoxuan was finally not so cold anymore, and he fell into a deep sleep after lying on it for a short while.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Daoxuan suddenly shivered.

"Wow, why is it so cold?"

Li Daoxuan was woken up by the cold and felt a little puzzled. During the day, when he looked out the window, the scenery was lush and green. Even if it wasn't summer, it should have been late spring. Logically, it shouldn't be this cold.

He opened his eyes, turned around and looked at those people, his gaze suddenly froze.

"Who?"

A loud shout suddenly rang out, and the eldest sister, who was sitting closest to the door, had already drawn her sword and shouted sharply.

The others were also awakened and drew their swords.

Just then, a chilling wind swept in from outside, extinguishing the fire on the ground almost instantly.

The room was instantly plunged into complete darkness.

But Li Daoxuan clearly saw a pale figure float in from outside. With a wave of his hand, the woman called Senior Sister was sent flying, crashing to the ground, spitting blood and unable to get up.

The others were shocked and were about to fight back when the pale figure opened its mouth and spat out a chilling aura. Everyone stood motionless as if they had been frozen in place.

But judging from their terrified eyes and their heaving chests, they were still conscious.

"Hehehe... I didn't expect to encounter so many fine food sources so soon after I came out of seclusion. They are all martial artists, and their yang energy is so rich..."

A chilling voice echoed in the dilapidated temple, sending shivers down Li Daoxuan's spine. That thing was clearly not human...

He kept his eyes open, not daring to move.

They watched helplessly as the pale figure began to absorb the yang energy of the others.

The girl who scolded him turned into a dried-up corpse in just a few seconds, followed by the young man who struck the ground with his sword sheath, who also turned into a dried-up corpse.

Then it was the kind boy's turn.

"Oh... still a virgin, pure and flawless, incredibly nourishing..."

The ghost looked at the boy with delight.

Having said that, it opened its large mouth, about to absorb the boy's yang energy.

Seeing this, perhaps moved by the boy's kindness, Li Daoxuan suddenly felt a surge of courage and shouted loudly at the ghost:

"Hey...don't touch him, you beast, come at me..."

As expected, the pale ghostly figure was attracted by Li Daoxuan's voice, turned its head to look at Li Daoxuan, and its already terrifying ghostly face became even more sinister and eerie.

"I wondered what it was, but it's just a bedbug..."

The ghostly figure drifted towards Li Daoxuan. The young man was so frightened by this sight that his soul almost left his body. However, he could neither make a sound nor move an inch.

Just at this critical moment, the senior sister, who had been knocked away, finally managed to get up and, without saying a word, raised her hand and fiercely stabbed at the ghostly figure with her sword.

However, the steel longsword in her hand was grabbed directly by the ghost, leaving her unable to move forward or backward.

"An ant that hasn't even cultivated true qi dares to rebel?"

Seeing this, Li Daoxuan had already disregarded life and death, and his heart was filled with more anticipation. Perhaps he could go back after he died this time?

Once the idea came to him, he felt no fear whatsoever.

Once the fear subsided, his mind calmed down, and he couldn't help but think of his father, and the Taoist classics and protective incantations his father had taught him.

Not knowing if it would work, Li Daoxuan propped himself up with his hands, formed hand seals, and began to recite the divine incantation aloud with a solemn expression.

"The mysteries of heaven and earth are the origin of all things."

Through countless eons of cultivation, I will attain my divine powers.