A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu Transmigrates into a Book, the Dao Ancestor of Rein

Chapter 12 guides Doctor Mo to realize that Zhang Tie possesses spiritual roots.
After pondering for a long time, Han Li still couldn't come up with a good excuse to protect Zhang Tie.

"accompany?"

It worked fine six months ago, but it doesn't work now.

This move is no longer very effective.

Even if he stayed by Zhang Tie's side while squatting in the latrine, he couldn't erase Doctor Mo's murderous intent after weighing the pros and cons.

"plead?"

That would only expose you and put you in danger.

He had no desire to consume any "corpse worm pills" made with some secret recipe.

"To poison Mo Juren and thus solve the problem once and for all?"

The idea was good, but unfortunately, the person in question was a renowned physician who was extremely careful about his daily diet. He didn't have the opportunity or the ability to achieve that.

"So…"

"Run away?"

As the saying goes: As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

Unfortunately, it's also true that... ideals are often far removed from reality. If he could tear away Mo Juren's hypocritical facade, expose the other party's sinister intentions in training them as fellow disciples, and then get Zhang Tie to listen to him, then everything would be much easier.

But he can't do those things.

He could not produce any substantial evidence that Doctor Mo harbored ill intentions towards his fellow apprentices.

Besides, if Zhang Tie really escapes, how long can Tiezi's family hide safely?
He had no doubt about Doctor Mo's unwavering ruthlessness once he set his mind on killing.

Moreover, this person is Wang Lu's savior and a guest elder of the Seven Mysteries Sect, serving as the personal physician for the sect leader and hall masters, among other high-ranking members. He still carries some weight. They could easily pin a charge on Zhang Tie, such as stealing a martial arts manual and fleeing, and the Seven Mysteries Sect's higher-ups would mobilize a large number of people to hunt down Zhang Tie and his family, thus giving Doctor Mo, this highly valuable physician, a satisfactory outcome and explanation.

Although Tiezi was Mo Lao's medicine apprentice from Shenshou Valley, he was ultimately recommended for entry into the Seven Mysteries Sect by a disciple from the outer sect. In the end, he was still a member of the Seven Mysteries Sect.

"... "

Think about it.

Just when he was at his wit's end, he suddenly thought of the matter of cultivation aptitude.

immediately.

A flash of inspiration struck him.

"Yes, spiritual root aptitude..."

Zhang Tie was not a truly ordinary person without spiritual roots.

They have the aptitude for cultivating immortality.

And they are even more talented than him.

The problem is that there are no suitable basic training methods to guide the beginner.

"If, if Doctor Mo realizes that Zhang Tie also possesses spiritual roots, what choice will he make?"

Did he ruin his main account and start using a secondary account?

Or should we bet on both sides?

Or should we remain unmoved and continue to focus on nurturing him?

Three choices.

The consequences will certainly be different.

"If Zhang Tie is also confirmed to possess spiritual roots, things might become even more dangerous for me..."

Inside the room, Han Li, sitting cross-legged, muttered to himself.

His expression shifted between light and dark.

Undoubtedly, by watching Zhang Tie be turned into a corpse puppet, he could at least steal a year and a half of peace, just like in the book. That was very tempting.

just.

A year and a half later, he lost Zhang Tie, his natural ally, while Doctor Mo gained a powerful corpse puppet.

His situation will only get worse then.

therefore.

Before Doctor Mo makes his move, it would be best if Zhang Tie remained safe and sound, and ideally, he could make great progress in martial arts alongside Li Feiyu.

"Zhang Tie, Zhang Tie, I've gone to great lengths to give you more time to cultivate."

"You must repay my great kindness in the future."

...

the following few days.

Everything in Shenshou Valley remains the same.

The three of them, master and disciples, did not have any unpleasantness because of what happened a few days ago. On this day, Han Li also found an opportunity to meet Doctor Mo.

After asking about his own questions in the medical field, he suddenly looked disappointed.

Upon seeing this, the old man sitting in the armchair, who was reading the Longevity Sutra, immediately frowned slightly:

"Han Li, what's wrong with you looking so dejected?"

"Master Mo, I'm very confused. What is the point of all this hard work in cultivating this nameless mantra? Why is it so mediocre in my hands, even though you value it so much? Is it because I'm too useless?" Han Li replied, looking dejected and aggrieved.

Why be so self-deprecating?

Mo Juren sighed inwardly as he asked the question.

In fact, he had long anticipated and had been waiting for this suspicion from his disciple. It was abnormal that the little guy kept quiet and didn't ask.

Of course, he "had some idea" about it, but he didn't have a good excuse or reason to explain it.

Because the real problem lies with him.

Because he did not teach his disciples the arts of immortality.

In other words.

It's not that Han Li is useless, but that what he gives to his disciples is something that has been castrated.

Seeing Doctor Mo deep in thought, Han Li pressed on:

“Master Mo, as you know, half a year ago I was beaten up by Zhang Changgui and other inner disciples of the same age, and they scolded me. They laughed at me, saying that I was clearly a disciple of the Seven Mysteries Sect, but I didn’t even know a little bit of martial arts. I was so angry that I gritted my teeth and endured the pain to cultivate the Elephant Armor Technique, so that I would become tough and thick-skinned, at least I wouldn’t be afraid of being beaten up.”

"Well, you're pretty good."

Doctor Mo nodded, giving his disciple considerable recognition.

In his view, Han Li, a teenager, was just like Zhang Tie, and his ability to endure hardship and pain even surpassed that of many adults. Combined with the fact that he possessed spiritual roots, this truly made him look at Han Li with even greater admiration.

"But Elder Mo, this shouldn't be the case. You undoubtedly value the Nameless Mantra more. Logically speaking, the Nameless Mantra should be more powerful than the Elephant Armor Technique, but why is it completely useless in my hands?" Han Li bit his lip as he spoke: "Could it be that there are other intricacies to cultivating this technique? Otherwise, why can I cultivate it, but my senior brother can't?"

Is it true that Zhang Tie is unable to cultivate immortality because he lacks spiritual roots?

"The nameless formula does indeed have other intricacies, but I cannot explain them in detail, since I was not the one who created this nameless formula."

The old man didn't deliberately avoid mentioning this point.

"Ah? There really are other intricacies? Then... Master Mo, since there are such gentle, nameless incantations in the world, are there corresponding fierce and domineering methods? Just like the different attributes of many techniques within the sect. Some techniques are of the cold attribute, producing yin-cold internal energy, and practitioners are best suited to have special innate talent. While other techniques are of the yang attribute, producing yang-fiery internal energy..."

Han Li paused briefly at this point.

Sitting in the grand chair, Mo Juren put down the black-covered Longevity Scripture in his hand: "Many cultivation techniques do indeed possess attributes, requiring suitable individuals to practice them..."

Huh?and many more.

Something about this statement just doesn't feel right.
However, he didn't immediately understand some of the things implied in his words.

Seeing that the guidance had achieved its intended effect, Han Li said no more, but instead bowed respectfully and took his leave.

After he left, leaving only one person in the room, Doctor Mo suddenly spoke:
"You surnamed Yu, are you hiding many things from me?"

A voice that wasn't his own quickly rang out from Dr. Mo: "How could that be? Why would I hide anything from you? We're in a symbiotic relationship now, and we've both sworn oaths with our parents and other relatives."

"Then tell me, what kind of martial art is Changchun Gong?"

"A cultivation technique based on the wood element of the Five Elements."

"The Five Elements: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth?"

"of course."

"What exactly is a spiritual root?"

"That's a long story..."

"Then please keep it as brief as possible. Besides, I have plenty of patience to listen carefully."

Doctor Mo gave a cold snort.

He hated this kind of superstitious nonsense from people surnamed Yu, and he also hated the arrogant attitude that people surnamed Yu had as cultivators.

So what if he's a mortal without spiritual roots?
You consider yourself a high and mighty cultivator, yet you still fell victim to a mere mortal like him.

"Spiritual roots are actually divided into the five elements. Only those who possess the corresponding spiritual root attribute can cultivate the immortal techniques of that attribute..." For example, the Everlasting Spring Technique is a wood-attribute technique, so only those who possess a wood-attribute spiritual root can cultivate it. Otherwise, all efforts will be in vain.

At this moment, Yu Zitong reluctantly revealed what he knew about spiritual roots.

After hearing this clearly, Doctor Mo's face gradually darkened:
"So, those children who practiced this technique but didn't develop true qi might not necessarily lack spiritual roots, right?"

Well…!
Yu Zitong: "..."

"You surnamed Yu, what exactly are you up to?" Mo Juren was furious.

The kind of gritted teeth.

(End of this chapter)