How can one cultivate immortality without learning modern knowledge?

In her predictions, she had almost guessed the path he was going to take.

The four elders of the Mo family formed a strong consensus, and if they did not give him the opportunity to join the Mo family, they would not be able to bestow upon him the literary world, the literary mountain, or the literary heart.

Then he only has two paths.

Firstly, scientific expeditions.

Secondly, choose another holy family.

What choice will he make?

Zhou Wenju said, "As you know, my only skill is fishing in the open sea!"

Fishing in the Daohai Sea?

For a fleeting moment, the woman in purple's eyes shone brightly, for this was precisely what had moved her.

However, the light in her eyes slowly dimmed: "Fishing in the Dao Sea can catch literary roots, literary silver fish, and even rare and precious materials. However, it is completely uncontrollable. It is almost impossible for you, young master, to catch the literary world, literary mountains, and literary hearts in the Dao Sea."

These are the basic rules for fishing in the Daohai Sea.

Using the fruits of literary achievement as bait, the first cast is almost always a literary root. Why? There are two meanings. First, the fruits of literary achievement are more likely to attract things related to literary achievement, just like fish in the sea have their preferred food. Second? That's a bit mysterious, involving the Way of Heaven. When you fish with the fruits of literary achievement, the Way of Heaven determines that you are in harmony with literary achievement, and will immediately give you something that forms the foundation of literary achievement: a literary root.

Whether it's a matter of personal preference or the will of Heaven, anyone who uses the results of literary cultivation as bait, as long as they haven't opened the door to literary cultivation, will most likely get a literary root as their first cast.

Regardless of the consequences, just open the door to your literary cultivation first.

But then, they have no obligation to help you build a complete training chain.

Nine times out of ten, it's a silver fish with a literary air.

His first two times, he perfectly matched this general pattern.

However, finding the right opportunity to stumble upon the steps that would elevate his literary career—the literary world, the literary mountains, and the literary heart—was like finding a needle in a haystack.

If you can't attract literary attention, no matter how much literary talent you possess, it's useless—your literary foundation simply can't accommodate it.

This is embarrassing...

Zhou Wenju smiled gently and picked up the teacup: "It's alright. Man proposes, God disposes. As long as there is a path under my feet, I will walk gracefully through the snow... I offer this tea in place of wine to thank you for your hospitality, Miss. And then, I will trouble you to see me off from Moqing Lake."

The woman in purple let out a soft sigh.

Rou'er gritted her teeth.

As soon as the young lady entered, she noticed that her expression was very gloomy. No matter how unwilling she was to accept it, she seemed to have to accept the reality that the young lady's efforts to obtain the identity of a member of the Mo family for him had caused a great deal of trouble.

Now, as their conversation progresses, it completely confirms her judgment.

He cannot stay with the Mo family!

This must be another major setback in his life.

However, faced with such a setback, he still smiled lightly and replied with a magnanimous statement: "As long as the road is still there, I will gracefully walk through the snow."

He has shown a magnanimous smile after being wronged many times before...

Her heart was clenched tightly.

She couldn't bear to see such magnanimity, and just like when she heard "Let the bright moon set in the west," she wanted to cry...

A voice suddenly came from outside: "As long as the road beneath my feet remains, I will gracefully tread through the snow! What a magnanimous statement! Truly worthy of the title of literary prodigy in Fourth Sister's words!"

As the sound faded, the tea room opened.

Amidst the swirling snow, a figure in white walked through the snow.

He was so handsome and dashing.

Rou'er suddenly sprang to her feet: "Holy Son!"

The woman in purple also stood up: "Brother!"

Zhou Wenju also stood up and bowed slightly: "So it is the Holy Son who has arrived. This humble student greets the Holy Son."

"You are a distinguished guest invited by Fourth Sister, there's no need for such formalities!" Mo Wushuang gave a scholarly bow: "My name is Wushuang, Brother Zhou can simply call me Brother Wushuang."

"Brother Wushuang!" Zhou Wenju returned the greeting with a scholar's bow, without any pretense.

"Brother Zhou, please take a seat!"

"Brother Wushuang, please!"

Mo Wushuang sat to the left of Zhou Wenju, took a cup of hot tea handed to him by the woman in purple, and looked at Zhou Wenju: "Brother Zhou, did you meet the Third Elder at the foot of the Abandoned Weapon Cliff?"

"The Third Elder?" Zhou Wenju was slightly taken aback.

"This is the 'Old Man' that the people of Huding Mountain talk about," Mo Wushuang said.

"I've met him!" Zhou Wenju's eyes flickered. "Brother Wushuang still regards this senior as...the Third Elder?"

"His disagreement with the current mainstream of the Mohist school is merely a difference in their paths of practice, not a betrayal of the Mohist school. As long as his position of honor remains, he will still be the Third Elder!"

Zhou Wenju's heart skipped a beat; he seemed to understand Mo Wushuang's opening remarks.

A glint flashed in the purple-clad woman's eyes; she understood.

She had been hoping her brother would give her a way out, and now that opportunity had been presented. Instead of coming up with any ingenious solutions to her predicament, her brother focused on the core issue that caused the dispute.

Is Lao Can, the most sensitive person he associated with, a taboo figure in the Mohist school?

The elder brother then concluded that his relationship with the Mohists was merely a difference in their paths, not a betrayal of the Mohists, and that as long as his position of honor remained, he would still be the Third Elder.

This conclusion is crucial.

If this is true, then what kind of taboo is it that Zhou Wenju has dealings with the legitimate elders of the Mohist school?

"Brother Zhou!" Mo Wushuang picked up his teacup and took a small sip. "Third Elder... how is he in good health?"

"Not only is he healthy, but he has also not lost his heart for the Tao!" Zhou Wenju smiled gently.

"Has he not lost his heart for the Dao?" Mo Wushuang also smiled. "Could it be that this old man intends to modify Brother Zhou's weaponry?"

"Brother Wushuang's predictions are truly divine, but alas, I dare not do as he wishes!"

"Haha... People say that when you reach the end of a path, you can easily become crazy. It seems that this is indeed the case. However, not many normal people are willing to go along with his madness."

"Actually... in my opinion, his path isn't crazy," Zhou Wenju said. "It's just that I'm not suited for this path."

Physical transformation.

That would be absolutely insane in this day and age.

However, in the context of an era of technological explosion, it cannot be considered crazy.

In modern society, if someone can create such ingenious mechanical limbs, allowing disabled people to move around normally, it should be considered a technological revolution that benefits all people.

Mo Wushuang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Zhou, do you also think that the Third Elder's 'Meridian Scripture Interconnection' method isn't crazy? To be honest, Brother Zhou, in the past ten years of studying the Mo family's weaponry, whenever I think of the Third Elder's ideas, I feel more and more that... it makes a lot of sense!"

His excitement was nothing short of alarming; Mo Ziyi felt a chill run down her spine.

My goodness, my brother actually dared to say such a thing! We must make sure no one else hears it.

Lao Can's theory is the biggest point of contention between him and the Grand Elder.

It was precisely because their theories on the Way of the Tool were so contradictory that Lao Can disrupted the Grand Elder's discourse on the Way, and that Lao Can became a taboo subject within the Mohist school.

The elder brother's opening remarks were very proper and reasonable, and no one could find fault with them.

However, this statement is different now.

If the Mohists were to find out, the top five members of the Mohist school would be directly split apart...

Zhou Wenju was also a little confused.

I'm talking about the modification of robotic arms.

What are you talking about regarding "common pulse and text"?

Ok?

Common context?

Zhou Wenju gently swirled his teacup in his hand: "Brother Wushuang, how about we discuss the theory of 'Shared Pulse Scriptures'? It's merely a discussion of the path, without any political stance. After all, the sage said: 'The Great Dao has three thousand paths; explore them freely.' Any exploration of the path is in accordance with the sage's way, isn't it?"

Mo Wushuang was awakened by his words.

He then realized that he had spoken too hastily.

It wasn't that he lacked shrewdness; the key issue was that he had been keeping some thoughts bottled up inside for too long, making it difficult to communicate with anyone, and he was genuinely feeling stifled...

Zhou Wenju took the initiative to express his interest.

Mo Wushuang himself has a strong desire to explore.

Thus, a groundbreaking theory of weaponry was presented to Zhou Wenju, as if a completely new door had been opened before him...