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Chapter 1 Is it impossible to cultivate immortality without spiritual roots?

Is it impossible to cultivate immortality without spiritual roots?

Fourteen-year-old Zhang Wei stood outside a canyon shrouded in clouds, carrying a long sword. His eyes were dull, as if he had not yet recovered from the blow he had just received.

Zhang Wei is a time traveler who is engaged in the reserve management of knowledge crystallization in multiple fields.

To put it simply, I work as an administrator in a library's book room.

One day when he was in the library, a fire broke out outside for some unknown reason. The flames did not burn him, but the thick smoke choked him to death in the library.

When he opened his eyes again, he was reborn in this world, along with millions of books in various fields from the library where he worked in his previous life.

Well, it seems that the fire was quite big, and it burned all these books without leaving anything.

Now, the standard configuration of the time traveler and the cheat code is complete. Even if this plug-in seems a bit useless, unlike other plug-ins that directly impart knowledge, but require you to read and digest books one by one, it is still a plug-in after all.

So after learning that there are immortal cultivators in this world, Zhang Wei was so excited that he could not contain himself, and dreamed of one day embarking on the immortal path and seeking immortality like his other time-traveling colleagues.

So he spent a lot of money and used the connections that his family had accumulated in Yun Country over the past few decades to exchange for an ascension order from the Linglong Immortal Sect.

Then he went out to sea without stopping with several of his family's servants and arrived at Linglong Fairy Island to prepare for entry.

However, just now, he was eliminated by the immortal sect he had found with great difficulty, the Linglong Immortal Sect!

The reason is that after testing, it was discovered that he had no spiritual roots!

The immortal who was in charge of the Immortal Ascension Order of Linglong Immortal Sect told him that in this world, if one wanted to cultivate immortality and achieve longevity, spiritual roots were the stepping stone!
Zhang Wei didn't believe it and took the initiative to ask the immortal if there was any way to remedy the situation. After all, he had come this far, but was told that he couldn't cultivate immortality without spiritual roots, which was somewhat hard for him to accept.

The immortal was also a very down-to-earth person. Even though the immortal offered him money and goods, he refused to accept them. After all, he really had no way to solve the problem.

I could only comfort him, saying, "The believer is obsessed with appearances. Times are different now. If the believer had been born five or six thousand years earlier, and was still in the prosperous era of cultivation, he could have sought blessings with the abundant spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

However, the world has changed drastically now. Ever since the two strange phenomena of black rain falling from the sky and the filthy stone asteroid falling appeared five thousand years ago, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has been affected by the turbid air and has become filthy.

Only those who possess spiritual roots can find the wisps of clear spiritual energy hidden by the turbid air in this muddy world."

The immortal had said so much, and Zhang Wei was helpless even if he was unwilling. He could only thank the immortal for solving his doubts, and then left this sad place in despair.

"From now on, the immortals and mortals are separated forever..."

Outside the Linglong Immortal Sect's mountain gate, Zhang Wei once again looked back, as if he wanted to see the immortal scenery hidden in the mountains through the clouds. But unfortunately, he was unable to see the immortal's face.

"Is it possible that I can only marry dozens of concubines and pin my hopes on the next generation? But returning to my hometown to guard the family property and live a dull life is not what I want."

Thinking of his future days of not being able to become rich again, Zhang Wei couldn't help but sigh, the loneliness on his face was undisguised.

His family is not short of money, or it can be said that he has a good way of reincarnation in this life. Although his family is not the richest in the world, it can also be said to be a powerful family in the area, and there are also important ministers who have a say in the court. Otherwise, the opportunity to obtain the Ascension Order would not have fallen to a young man from a secular background like him.

Unfortunately, his supernatural powers were no match for destiny, and he was stuck at the first level.

"Alas..." Zhang Wei sighed, and came to the foot of the mountain with a gloomy face. A few burly men came towards him.

"Second Master!"

The sturdy man in the lead saluted and looked at Zhang Wei's depressed face. He knew that the Second Master had no chance of becoming an immortal, so he tactfully kept silent, so as not to embarrass the Second Master.

"Well, let's go back." Zhang Wei did not go looking for trouble with his subordinates because of his own affairs. He nodded and got on the sedan chair. The group set off on the return journey in a mighty manner.

But compared to the high spirits when I first arrived, this journey seems a bit dull.

Perhaps to relieve his boredom, Zhang Wei lifted the curtain and looked out the window, wanting to see the scenery along the way to relax his eyes. It must be said that Linglong Island is worthy of being the foundation of Linglong Immortal Sect. Even if it is just the periphery, the scenery along the way is beautiful. If it is placed in the secular dynasty, it is also a good place for a bunch of literati to hold a few poetry meetings and express their feelings of being unappreciated, worrying about the country and the people.

It was just that as soon as I arrived on the island, I was so excited to come and knock on the door of immortality with the order of ascension, that I didn’t really appreciate the scenery along the way.

However, at this moment, the sharp-eyed Zhang Wei discovered that there was a town consisting of pavilions and towers beside a rippling lake in the distance.

“What is that place?”

Zhang Wei pointed at the small town by the lake and asked, but he had some guesses in his mind.

Zhang Da looked in the direction Zhang Wei pointed, and then replied: "Second Master, that is Linglong Xianfang, a place where immortals from Linglong Xianzong and some masters who have achieved enlightenment in famous mountains and rivers communicate."

as predicted.

This is the place that cannot be avoided in the early maps of many fantasy novels he read in his previous life.

Fangshi.

A place where a group of immortal cultivators exchanged property with each other and killed people for treasures.

However, since Linglong Xianfang is so close to the mountain gate of Linglong Xianzong, the public security must be guaranteed. No robber would dare to do anything like robbery under the nose of Linglong Xianzong.

Zhang Wei thought for a moment and asked, "Can mortals enter this immortal pavilion?"

Zhang Da said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Uh... Second Master, we are just ordinary people in the martial arts world. We dare not rashly enter the blessed land of the immortals, so as not to offend the immortals and cause trouble for you, Second Master."

Zhang Wei stared at Linglong Xianfang closely, tightening and loosening his grip on the curtains, and finally gritted his teeth and said to his followers, "Wait here for a while, I'll go over and take a look."

After saying that, he got off the sedan chair by himself, which scared the sedan bearers so much that they quickly stopped to avoid bumping into Mr. Zhang.

"Second Master..."

Zhang Da wanted to persuade him with an embarrassed look on his face. After all, with his kung fu, it was more than enough to protect Zhang Wei from the harassment of a group of gangsters, but he was powerless against the mysterious immortal.

If something happened to Zhang Wei, how would he explain to the elders of the Zhang family?
However, Zhang Wei patted the attendant's broad shoulders and comforted him, "Don't worry, I know what's going on. I'm not one of those dandy second-generation rich kids from my hometown who foolishly stirs up trouble everywhere. I will still admit defeat when I should! I'm just going there to gain some experience. If you don't let me in, I'll come back!"

After saying this, he ignored the attempt of the attendant to stop him and walked towards Linglong Xianfang. The attendant could neither chase him nor shout at him, fearing that he would make too much noise and displease the immortal inside, so he could only stand far away and stamp his feet in anger.

Zhang Wei also came to the outside of the market nervously at this moment. As expected, before he entered the gate of the market, he heard a loud shout in his ears.

"stop!"

At the entrance of the market, a young man wearing the Linglong Xianzong's standard robe looked at Zhang Wei coldly and said, "This is not a place for mortals like you to come..."

Without waiting for the young man to finish speaking, Zhang Wei very tactfully took out from his arms a piece of emerald green jade with a continuously flowing hazy glow, which was as big as a fist!

Seeing this jade, the young man raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Wei twice more, then he calmly changed his words and said, "Enter the market, one or two spirit stones, and you have to come out in half a day!"

After saying that, he waved his big hand and took away the huge spirit stone in the hand of Zhang Wei, who was sticking out his butt, and then pointed impatiently towards the market town.

"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!"

Zhang Wei thanked the disciple of Linglong Xianzong who was on duty at the entrance of the market town profusely and bowed again and again, then ran into the market town impatiently.

Watching Zhang Wei's departing back, the Linglong Xianzong disciple weighed the heavy spiritual stone in his hand and said with disdain, "Oh, another one who refuses to give up. Fortunately, he is quite reasonable."

(End of this chapter)