I attained immortality in the real world.

Chapter 93 The Spirit Tiger
Chen Jing's body was swallowed by the black vortex.

The main god connected with the consciousness of the cultivation world and presented the information it had read before its eyes.

[Descended into the world of cultivation.]

[World Background: This world is inhabited by ancient immortals, possesses spiritual artifacts, offers countless opportunities, and contains methods for achieving immortality. It has no fixed background...]

[Rules Alienation: Heavens, Transformation, Daoist Temple, Daoist Heart, Gods and Demons, Dharma Forms, Alienation, Manifestation of Holy Miasma...]

[Task: None.]

[Arrival Method: Random arrival.]

【………】

Chen Jing ignored the information and his consciousness began to descend upon him as everything went white.

Based on data obtained from the Cultivator Forum, it is speculated that the identity of the randomly appearing possessed character may be related to their own mental state.

The myriad forms of humanity—the martial emperor Bi'an transcends all human forms. If one could perfectly correspond to it, how could he not be a high-ranking and powerful extraordinary general?
I've already experienced the benefits of this identity during my first two visits.

Zhu Kui was wealthy enough to travel around the Tai Sui Kingdom and perfect the foundation of the physiognomy system.

As a disciple of the Yogacara school at Karanji Temple, Chiba already possessed the qualification to participate in the Ullambana Festival that Kiyoto had sought from the very beginning!
Whether you have an identity token or not doesn't matter; when you're out and about, you give yourself your identity.

"Gulu..."

Chen Jing opened his eyes again and looked around. In front of him was a cliff cave, and outside was a primeval forest.

The light was dim, but the body's vision was excellent. Looking down at its own body, it murmured, "I wasn't wrong. Randomly descending to a certain identity is related to one's mental state, but there was a slight accident."

Upon seeing it, her right hand had turned into a hairy claw, and for a moment she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Dharma Form: In the state of Wuzong Bi'an, the body he possessed was not a human, but a tiger, a fully grown, striped tiger.

Tigers possess greater strength, speed, and reaction time than humans. After being possessed by a demon, a tiger does indeed combine the best qualities of both humans and tigers. However, the vessel should not be a tiger, as tigers find it difficult to integrate into human society, making the path to enlightenment inevitably more challenging.

Chen Jing clicked on the mark on the back of the hand to view the tiger's information.

[Character Profile!]

[Title: Mountain Lord.]

[Age: 4 years old. 】

[Identity: Ye'ershan, Mountain Lord.]

[Brief Introduction: Originally a tiger in the mountains, thirsty for spring water and hungry for wild beasts, at the age of three, it lost its left leg in a fight with its own kind. After being rescued by an old Taoist priest, it gained human-like abilities. At the age of three and a half, it encountered a lost child in the forest and led him out of the mountains. The villagers of Mingtan Village worshipped it as a messenger of the mountain god.]

[Note: This feature can access shallow memories, extract keywords, facial features, landscapes, and architecture, and search the memory sea to view related memories.]

[Task: None.]

Chen Jing searched for Shan Jun's memories of the old Taoist priest.

The screen instantly changed, projecting images of Ye'er Mountain from the beginning of last year.

As dusk fell, a tiger, covered in blood, dragged its crippled left hind leg toward the cave in the cliff.

But then an old Taoist priest with black hair tied in a bun, a thin body, a medicine gourd at his waist, and wearing a green robe walked slowly by, as if his old eyes were failing and he did not see the tiger blocking his way.

Wounded beasts are most alert. The tiger let out a low roar as a warning: "Roar!" But the old Taoist ignored it, as if his hearing wasn't very good, and walked directly into the tiger's attack range.

The meat delivered to the tiger's mouth was a bit thin, but it couldn't be wasted, so the tiger showed no mercy and opened its blood-red maw to bite the old Taoist.

Just listen to the sound of "pop!"

The old Taoist priest made a backhand slapping motion, but the tiger had already flown nearly ten feet away and crashed under a broken tree.

Tiger's eyes were filled with great confusion. Although he saw the old Taoist's movements, he didn't know how he had been sent flying.

Even if it's injured or exhausted, hundreds of pounds of flesh can't be faked. How could it be knocked over by a creature smaller than itself?
"Awoooooo..."

The old Taoist priest ignored the tiger's astonishment and reached out a hand to press down on the tiger's head.

No matter how much the tiger struggled and roared, it could not break free from the grasping hands, except for eating some dirt, ash, and rotten leaves.

"Little tiger, you're in luck!"

The old Taoist muttered to himself, took down the medicine gourd, uncorked it, and forcibly poured the grayish-black liquid into the tiger's mouth. He patted the tiger's head and said, "Our ancestor's mount was a tiger, so when he saw you, I wanted to save you. Your struggles are useless."

The tiger drank the medicine from the gourd, staggered to the ground, and quickly lost consciousness.

When the tiger woke up, the withered old Taoist was nowhere to be found. His wounds were treated with medicine, and the broken bone in his left hind leg was set. In less than a month, his broken leg was fully recovered, and he was able to continue being the mountain lord of Ye'er Mountain.

The gaunt old Taoist priest the tiger encountered that day was the tiger's first interaction with a human. Instinctively, the tiger believed that all humans were so powerful, and since the human had not only not killed it but also treated its injuries, the tiger naturally felt both respect and fear towards humans.

Six months later, the tiger saw the cubs of the other race, but did not dare to eat them. Instead, it took them out of its own territory and delivered them to the other race's territory. This scene was witnessed by many villagers in Mingtan Village, which is why the tiger was known as the Mountain God's Messenger, a creature with human-like intelligence.

"........."

"Tsk tsk!"

Chen Jingdiao brought back the scene of the old Taoist priest slapping the tiger away.

The movements were fluid, fast, accurate, and ruthless, even though they involved skillful techniques, they still contained at least a thousand pounds of force.

A thousand jin is roughly the upper limit of strength for an ordinary human with exceptional talent, but that refers to the strength of the whole body, with the legs, waist, and hands working together, not just the effortless exertion of one arm.

In the real world, even if you train your body to its peak and then use the Martial Ancestor's Bixie Form to enhance it, you can't achieve such an effect. Even if you take the Jade Rabbit Type 1 Gene Optimization Liquid from Moon Palace Biotechnology and unleash the potential of the Martial Ancestor's Bixie Form, it's still quite risky!

"The old Taoist's power is simply unscientific."

"Ancient cultivators couldn't possibly possess such powerful physical strength. What kind of rule mutation caused this?"

"Why is the New Tang Dynasty, which is also in the cultivation world, not extraordinary enough?"

“The spirits of relics exist on the spiritual level, and it is very difficult for them to manifest themselves in front of people. They are almost no different from the real world.”

"Inhuman power exceeding the limits of humanity, manifesting itself before people—this region seems somewhat different from the New Tang Dynasty!"

The background of the New Tang Dynasty is a completely closed environment, with no information about neighboring countries, no records about the cultivation world, and no introduction to other cultivation schools.

This knowledge is paid content on cultivation forums. Purchasing all of it would require a terrifying expense, and buying information that is easily understood or even unnecessary would be an unnecessary waste. Therefore, people usually wait until they need it before making targeted purchases.

Chen Jing knew very little about the cultivation world. His tiger-like eyes looked towards Mingtan Village: "In my memory, Mingtan Village is the only place that could possibly provide information?"

(End of this chapter)