Mortal: Transmigrated into Han Li, becoming a person with five spiritual roots

Lanzhou, Guanggui City.

Guanggui City is located in the southernmost part of Lanzhou. It is only one-fifth the size of Jiayuan City. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and borders a lake on one side, making it a beautiful place.

Not far to the west of the city, there is a mountain called Tainan Mountain, which is more than 3,000 meters high and is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

"A miraculous cure, effective in healing and warding off disasters, honest and trustworthy, don't miss out!"

At the foot of the mountain, near the village entrance, a boy dressed in white, around fifteen or sixteen years old, was selling something to the villagers.

Han Li focused his gaze and scanned the figure, discovering that it was enveloped in a faint spiritual light, clearly indicating that it was a cultivator.

"Mid-stage Qi Refining, your cultivation level is still lower than mine."

Han Li stood silently at the back of the crowd, without disturbing them.

"Fellow Daoist, are you also here to participate in the Ascension Ceremony? Greetings, I am Wan Xiaoshan."

After a while, the crowd dispersed, and Wan Xiaoshan finally noticed Han Li.

"Indeed. I am Han Li, greetings to Fellow Daoist Wan."

Although he had never heard of the Tainan Small Meeting, Han Li had already made some guesses based on what he had heard along the way.

"In that case, why don't we travel together?"

Wan Xiaoshan extended an invitation.

Ever since being tricked by Mo Juren, Han Li has become increasingly cautious.

Strangely, whenever something happens, a cool sensation rises from his dantian, as if reminding him.

Could it be because of this body? Han Li couldn't say for sure.

Wan Xiaoshan was dressed in white, with delicate features and fair skin, looking like a young master. He had no guard against Han Li at all.

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Brother Xiaoshan."

Han Li then traveled with Wan Xiaoshan, taking the opportunity to learn about news from the cultivation world.

I learned from Wan Xiaoshan that the cultivation realms are divided into: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation.

The lifespan of a Qi Refining cultivator is 120 years, that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is 250 years, that of a Core Formation cultivator is 500 years, and that of a Nascent Soul cultivator is even greater, with a lifespan of 1,000 years.

To cultivate immortality, one must possess spiritual roots.

Spiritual roots are roughly divided into five types: wood, fire, earth, metal, and water.

A single attribute is called a Heavenly Spiritual Root. There are no bottlenecks before forming the Core, making one a rare cultivation genius.

Secondly, there are those with two or three types of spiritual roots, whose cultivation speed is slightly slower. These are called true spiritual roots and are the standard for recruitment by major sects.

As for those with four or five attributes, they have no hope of reaching the Foundation Establishment stage in their lifetime and can only be called pseudo-spiritual roots.

"Besides these, there are also unique spiritual roots, special physiques, etc..."

Seeing that Han Li seemed to know nothing about the cultivation world, Wan Xiaoshan didn't doubt him and told him everything without reservation.

"Thank you, Brother Xiaoshan, for telling me all this."

Han Li sincerely thanked him.

According to Wan Xiaoshan, cultivation sects and families have always looked down on independent cultivators.

Wealth, companions, Dharma, and land are all essential for a monk.

Unaffiliated cultivators have always been poor. Many unaffiliated cultivators spend their entire lives without finding a suitable partner, let alone a Dharma gate or a sacred place.

No wonder others look down on him.

Patient family cultivators like Wan Xiaoshan are truly rare.

"It's alright. My Wan family's ancestor was also a rogue cultivator. Later, he was fortunate enough to enter a cultivation sect. Our clan has always had an ancestral precept that rogue cultivators should not be discriminated against."

Wan Xiaoshan usually listened to the teachings of the elders in the clan, which had long been tiresome. Today, he was able to teach others, and he felt relieved.

Upon hearing Wan Xiaoshan's words, Han Li's evaluation of him improved by another point.

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The two chatted happily, and soon they reached the end of the mountain path.

Above this point, everything was shrouded in a thin mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

"There is a spiritual vein in Tainan Valley, where many cultivators live. To prevent mortals from disturbing it, a mist array is set up here all year round."

Wan Xiaoshan explained.

"Actually, this is considered good. Some cultivation families set up poison arrays and killing arrays nearby, and mortals who accidentally enter them have a nine-out-of-ten chance of dying."

Upon hearing Wan Xiaoshan's words, Han Li's heart sank.

I had a bad feeling about it.

Wan Xiaoshan didn't notice Han Li's expression. He patted the brocade pouch at his waist, and a talisman appeared in his hand. He muttered incantations and then threw the talisman into the air. The mist in front of him slowly dissipated, leaving a narrow passage.

After doing all this, Wan Xiaoshan pulled Han Li inside.

A moment later, the two emerged from the passage, and the view suddenly opened up before them.

Unlike the misty mountains outside, this is not a remote mountain at all, but a town!

On the blue brick square in front of them, many cultivators were selling their wares like vendors.

Han Li had never seen any of the various elixirs, magical artifacts, talismans, or exotic beasts before.

The most eye-catching sight is a large cluster of ornately decorated pavilions in the distance, and a nine-story tower.

"Is this the world of cultivation?"

Han Li's slightly suppressed mood instantly dissipated.

He was interested in everything in front of him, and most of the female nuns who occasionally passed by were also beautiful.

Although some of them were of average appearance, they were still far superior to ordinary women.

"Brother Han, come quickly, let me show you around."

Although Wan Xiaoshan was born into a family of cultivators, he was disciplined by his elders from a young age and rarely went out.

Upon entering Tainan Valley, an undisguised excitement appeared on his face.

Most items here can only be purchased with spirit stones.

Wan Xiaoshan pointed to the surrounding goods and said.

"Of course, some elixirs that strengthen the body's foundation and nourish the vital energy will also work."

Han Li breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, since he didn't have a single spirit stone in his pocket.

This increased his contempt for Venerable Jin Guang. He was a member of a family, yet he didn't even have a single spirit stone.

It's all his fault; he's made me so poor.

"Brother Han, I still have some things to take care of. I'll wait for you downstairs at Shengxian Tower in a bit."

After a while, Wan Xiaoshan finished his introduction and pointed to the tall buildings in the distance, saying...

"Please go ahead, Brother Xiaoshan."

Han Li watched Wan Xiaoshan disappear into the crowd, then watched alone.

"Why are you standing here alone, brother? Are you waiting for a friend?"

Just as Wan Xiaoshan left, a clear voice suddenly came from behind Han Li.

Han Li turned around and saw a man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old standing not far behind him, with a rather kind appearance.

Beside him were a man and a woman, about the same age as him; the man was thin and the woman was plain-looking.

Han Li saw that the leader had a rather kind face and was about to strike up a conversation when a cool sensation came from his dantian, causing him to freeze in place.

"Fellow Daoist, have we met before? I am Qingwen, and these two are Hu Pinggu and Wu Jiuzhi."

Qingwen noticed that Han Li's expression was unusual, and she found it quite strange.

"My name is Han Li. I have never met you before, so I am unfamiliar with you."

Han Li glanced at the group, grinned, but alarm bells were ringing in his mind.

Could these people really be cultivators who have undergone tribulation?

"Fellow Daoist, you're here to attend the Ascension Ceremony, right? Why not travel together? You can look out for each other."

Qingwen's expression remained amiable, as if he genuinely wanted to win him over.

"No need, I have some things to take care of."

Han Li shook his head and refused.

"Since Brother Han is unwilling to travel with us, Qingwen will not force him. Please take care, Brother Han!"

Upon hearing Han Li's refusal, Hu Pinggu and Wu Jiuzhi showed their dissatisfaction, while Qingwen's expression changed, but in the end, she did not say anything more.

After saying that, Qingwen patted Han Li on the shoulder and turned to leave.

What Han Li didn't notice was that when Qingwen patted his shoulder, she sprinkled some invisible powder on his shoulder.

"Just like that, you left?"

Han Li felt something was strange; logically, they shouldn't have left so easily.

Could it be that my intuition was wrong?

"In any case, be careful when you leave."

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