Chapter 247 The shared love between master and disciple
Lin Zhi felt a pain before he even opened his eyes, as if a stream of air was hitting his abdomen, spreading continuously to his limbs and bones, causing pain wherever the air went.
This feeling was similar to the demonic power and internal strength he had felt before, but it was also different, making him not know how to control it.
Fortunately, 01 quickly unfolded a meridian map in his mind and used arrows to indicate the way of luck.
Lin Zhi circulated his Qi for several cycles before the light red airflow in his body stopped raging and returned to his Dantian peacefully.
Only then did Lin Zhi open his eyes and see the furnishings in the room clearly.
The mahogany table, the screen of distant mountains, and the antique furnishings indicate the era in which he lived.
Lin Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, poured a pot of cold tea and put it into his mouth. He responded to 01's concern before accepting the information from this world.
It was a little different from what he had expected, but it was also within his expectations.
This is a world where there are cultivators who can seek the truth and become immortals.
This time, the lover fragment is called Ting Yan, who was born into a declining cultivation family.
When spiritual energy was first discovered, the aristocratic families of cultivation quickly emerged and entered a period of strength. They used the power of the family to select their disciples and accumulated a large amount of resources for training, which gave them a lot of say in the early stages.
However, with the rise of sects and the gradual separation of the realm of cultivation and the mortal realm, the aristocratic families began to decline.
The resources of aristocratic families are biased and limited, and will only be poured into geniuses.
Even ordinary people who have no talent for cultivation want to seek opportunities on the immortal mountain, not to mention those disciples with some talent. If they are ignored, blood ties cannot stop them from going elsewhere, not to mention that severing worldly ties is the first step on the long road of cultivating immortals.
Not to mention that even geniuses who have been poured with resources will be sent to large sects for training. As a result, the power of the sects naturally surpasses that of the aristocratic families. When Tingyan was born, there were only a few aristocratic families of cultivators left.
Even so, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. As the most talented person born in this generation, Ting Yan got all the resources, and he did not disappoint the expectations of his clan members. He drew Qi into his body at the age of seven and built his foundation at the age of thirteen.
This level is rare in the entire world of cultivation. It is not one in ten thousand but one in a million. It is debatable whether there are millions of cultivators.
The level is comparable to that of modern society where one finishes high school at the age of seven and is admitted to graduate school at the age of thirteen.
Just when the Ting family was happily thinking about sending Ting Yan to a sect for training, disaster struck first.
The evil cultivator coveted Ting Yan's plasticity and wanted to refine him into his own puppet.
The entire Ting family was massacred, and Ting Yan did a surprising thing. He used his true energy to self-destruct and destroyed the foundation he had just built.
The evil cultivator was first angry and then felt regretful. After all, it was rare to find a cultivator who could comprehend self-destruction without any guidance.
This tragedy attracted the attention of Guiyi Sect. As one of the more powerful sects in the cultivation world, the Ting family had sent many gifts to it to smooth relations. They also sought help immediately when they encountered the crisis this time, but it was too late in the end.
The leader of Guiyi Sect, who had connections with the Ting family, couldn't bear it and took Ting Yan back to the sect to recuperate.
Out of pity for the genius who was wiped out, Elder Danfeng of Guiyi Sect personally treated Ting Yan and saved his life. However, due to the severe sequelae, Ting Yan was left with a chronic illness and would cough up blood if he moved a little more vigorously.
Everyone thought that this might be the end of his life. Not only would he have no chance of becoming an immortal, but due to his seriously ill body, his life might be as fleeting as morning dew.
But just like the astonishing talent he displayed, he also showed surprising tenacity. With his internal organs shattered, he once again drew energy into his body.
This would not be a problem as long as his spiritual roots were still there, but when his inner palace was unstable, he once again built his foundation at a rapid speed, which was shocking.
He dragged his sick body over the 999 steps of the Immortal Ladder and became one of the few people in Guiyi Sect who reached the top. You have to know that the others were all old monsters. They were legends when they were alive, and they were dead legends when they disappeared.
When everyone thought he was going to practice talismans, formations or elixirs, he once again went against everyone's expectations and became Jian Feng's disciple.
He practiced swordplay despite his sickly body, and everyone was worried that he would not be able to make it one day. In fact, he suffered from coughing attacks many times and fell into coma several times.
Every time when everyone thought he was going to die, he still stubbornly lived on. Every time a thunder tribulation occurred, Elder Danfeng would wait for ten days to half a month.
In this way, everyone watched numbly as he progressed from the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul and then to the God Transformation Ancestor, becoming the youngest elder of Guiyi Sect and the number one person at Jianfeng. Even now, Ting Yan is still sick.
But those who ignored his danger because of his weakness have become the souls killed by his sword, and he has long found the evil cultivator who wiped out his entire family and threw him into the Bone-Erosion Abyss.
When the information was sorted out here, Lin Zhi paused.
Now that he has taken revenge, it means that this matter is no longer a thorn in his side. Could it be that the medical miracle he wants to accomplish this time is to restore the sick man to his original state?
This made Lin Zhi feel quite strange. From the existing information, it can be seen that Guiyi Sect must attach great importance to Ting Yan. They must have used a lot of rare medicines on him. Ting Yan himself has reached the realm of spiritual transformation. If he couldn't do it, he probably couldn't do it with love.
But after reading on, Lin Zhi understood.
Things were unexpectedly interesting, causing Lin Zhi's lips to curl up slightly.
Ting Yan's realm has reached the late stage of Spirit Transformation. As long as he overcomes the hurdle ahead, he will be able to enter the Fusion stage. The difference in realms in the world of cultivation is huge, but Ting Yan has been unable to break through.
All the disasters in Tingyan have passed, only the disaster of love remains.
Considering the background, overcoming the tribulation of love is a process of entering the world and then leaving it.
The reason why it is called a catastrophe is that it must be overcome.
The tribulation of love is not a very difficult thing for many cultivators. It is enough to truly fall in love with someone and then let go. What is needed is to see through the world and let the word love not become a shackle on the road to enlightenment.
Ke Tingyan has never been in love, and naturally has no way to see through the worldly affairs.
Ting Yan didn't want to go through the trouble of looking for the person who helped him overcome his emotional tribulation, so he simply separated his soul and spirit, which were responsible for his love and hate, and molded them into independent individuals, similar to but different from his incarnation, and made them responsible for overcoming his emotional tribulation.
After the split soul has successfully survived the tribulation, he will take back the soul.
This kind of thing is easy to say but extremely difficult to do, and it is extremely risky. It has a certain impact on the body and the mind. Besides, no normal person can separate his or her soul.
Now Ting Yan has lowered his soul down the mountain. The soul will soon go to Guiyi Sect to undergo a spiritual root test and join the sect.
Lin Zhi had almost sorted out the information given by the system. He poured himself another glass of water, but did not drink it in a hurry. He took a sip and swallowed it slowly.
"Ting Yan wants to take back his soul. How? Kill him or devour him?"
Listening to the host's questions with interest, 01 was silent for a moment. Why did it feel like the host not only didn't find it difficult, but was actually watching the fun?
01: [In theory, this is correct. 】
"He really likes to tear himself into pieces and then kill himself."
Lin Zhi's brows were unwrinkled as he placed the teacup on the table.
01After thinking about it, it is true. After all, the designer is sick and his personality fragments are constantly split, and each personality fragment has a strong suicidal tendency. In order to save himself, he has to hibernate in the program and wait for salvation.
Lin Zhi proposed a scenario: "What would happen if the split soul killed the main body?"
01 was stumped by the question and answered honestly: [I don’t know, but it shouldn’t be possible to split the soul. After all, he is only a part of the main body, and he is still in the newborn stage, so his strength should not be enough? 】
Lin Zhi thought for a moment: "That means it is still possible."
01: [Host, don’t think about anything dangerous! 】
Lin Zhi curved her lips and said, "It depends on the situation."
Lin Zhi treats all the fragments of his lover equally, and naturally the same goes for the fragments of the fragments.
Therefore, he did not regard the conscious soul as a vassal of Ting Yan. His lover was divided into two halves, so of course he would help whichever side pleased him more.
01 felt what the host meant, and was a little unsure whether this was too much love or too cruel.
Lin Zhi tapped the table with his fingertips. The mission of redemption for this world was now very clear. It should be to help Ting Yan's soul become complete.
According to this trend, the split soul may not be able to survive the emotional tribulation. Perhaps there are some hidden dangers or problems on the way for the soul to return, or perhaps the split soul has developed independent consciousness and wants to invade the main body. In short, Tingyan will definitely end up dead.
"But if I want him to help him through his love crisis, I want him to fall in love with me and then let me go. This seems a bit difficult."
What Lin Zhi wants is the deepest passion and obsession. If it can be given up easily, it would be too boring.
Anyone who can let go is naturally not the person he wants to choose, so this forms a logical contradiction.
[The tribulation of love cannot be overcome only by letting go. The goal of cultivation is not to be ruthless. Seeing the true nature of love is also a part of seeing through the world. The host just needs to unify his soul! 】
01's voice is still full of energy: [Heal him and let him know the beauty of the world! 】
"That's easy."
Lin Zhi had been wrong before. Who says there is no love, hate, or vengeance in the world of cultivation? There are many people who find Taoist partners to have children with. The reason why people are human is that it is difficult to strip away their nature.
"Okay, send me the original owner's information."
Lin Zhi looked at the mole in the center of his wrist. Now it was time to figure out his own situation.
After hearing the host's words, 01 quickly transmitted the information.
In this world, the difference between mortals and cultivators is simple, and that is spiritual roots.
People with spiritual roots will be able to sense spiritual energy. The better the quality of the spiritual roots, the more sensitive they are to spiritual energy, the easier it is to absorb spiritual energy, and the more spiritual energy they can store. This is also called aptitude.
Due to everyone's yearning for cultivators, even ordinary people who have nothing to do with the realm of cultivation will spend a lot of money to undergo spiritual root testing if they have the means, which is the stepping stone to enter the realm of cultivation.
However, mortals still make up the majority of the people in this world, and most of the people there are ordinary people who don’t even know how to cultivate.
The original owner belonged to the former. He was an ordinary person who yearned to become an immortal, but had his spiritual roots tested and still had no chance of becoming an immortal.
Many people might give up at this point, but the original owner refused.
He was the descendant of a small wealthy businessman. Unfortunately, his parents died while shipping goods on a ship. He had no talent for business, so he sold all his property.
When he was young, he had seen cultivators and wanted to become like that kind of person. He always felt that he was very spiritual and was obsessed with seeking immortality. However, the answer given by the spirit ball was that he had no spiritual roots, which he could not accept. He was unwilling to be a mortal, so he embarked on the evil path.
Only those with spiritual roots can practice cultivation. This is the understanding of those who practice Taoism in the right way. Where there is a right way, there will naturally be evil ways. Where there is Taoism, there will naturally be evil ways.
Of course, to reach a powerful position, an evil cultivator must also have spiritual roots, but this is not necessary to be a minion.
The original owner took the elixir at the cost of overdrawing his life, but he was unaware of this. He was only happy that he could draw energy into his body and embark on the path of cultivating immortals.
He started practicing according to the techniques, and soon he felt a surge of spiritual energy. He didn't know why and didn't know what to do, so he could only try his best to meditate and practice. If Lin Zhi hadn't come, he would have exploded and died.
Lin Zhi frowned, walked to the bed and picked up the original owner's training manual.
Seeing the big words "Secret of Hehuan" written on the cover made Lin Zhi silent for a moment.
He flipped through it and found that there was no pornographic picture inside. To be more precise, the first half was not a pornographic picture.
The first part is about how to draw Qi into the body, some simple techniques and methods to guide spiritual power. The latter part goes from shallow to deep, showing how to improve one's abilities through the method of Hehuan.
At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong. How could the spiritual power be so messed up? However, this is not Lin Zhi's primary concern.
"Without spiritual roots, how can I get close to him?"
01 said in a tone of assurance: [Host, don’t worry. People with higher mental power have a stronger sense of spiritual energy. In other words, the stronger the soul power, the better the spiritual root. The original owner doesn’t have it, but you definitely do! 】
No one understands the host's soul power better than it!
Lin Zhi felt relieved and continued to ask, "I can't go to a famous and upright sect with the aura of an evil cultivator. How can I disperse this power?"
The system had just given him instructions, it must know what to do.
01The frugal housekeeper said: [Do you want to disperse? The original owner's current strength is just at the entry level, at the 0.3th level of Qi training, so his source will not be discovered. 】
"Are the basic spiritual energy operation rules of each sect the same?"
01 checked and said: [It’s different. 】
Lin Zhi said patiently: "If that's the case, what's the point of keeping it? Besides, there's only so much, so why keep it?"
After all, he is my own naive child, so it’s okay to teach him slowly.
Lin Zhi had no intention of refining this power. He needed to make an absolutely clean appearance to avoid any trouble.
01Suddenly realized: [Oh, that’s right. Then I will tell you the method of dispersing the energy. It may be painful. 】
Lin Zhi meditated and gathered his energy, dispersing the light red spiritual energy according to the system's instructions.
The spiritual energy overflowing from the body was not as gentle as when it was absorbed. It was like needles piercing through the flesh and blood and out of the body. Lin Zhi endured the pain and waited for the spiritual energy to dissipate.
Fortunately, there was not much spiritual energy to begin with, but soon the spiritual energy that was driven to overflow began to tremble violently, rushing towards the inner palace again, condensing into a light red ball, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Lin Zhi felt a burning sensation in his abdomen. He frowned, unbuttoned his clothes, and saw the mark next to his belly button.
A crescent-shaped red mark surrounded the belly button, and soon the slight burning sensation disappeared.
Lin Zhi touched the red moon on her belly and waited for a while, but nothing happened.
He looked around his empty inner palace, but could not find the direction of the light red spiritual energy.
01Shocked: [How could this happen? This is so strange. 】
Lin Zhi thought for a while and tied his clothes.
This must be related to the weirdness of the original owner. Even if it was an evil cultivator, it is impossible for him to explode and die after practicing the initial stage of the technique. I just don't know if it is a problem with the original owner's body, or a problem with the technique or the elixir.
The original owner bought these things at a secret gathering for seeking immortality. Everyone participating wore bamboo hats and did not know each other's identities. With Lin Zhi's current abilities, it was almost impossible to find the seller.
Lin Zhi put away his thoughts and decided that he would find a way to deal with it after he joined Guiyi Sect.
Lin Zhi looked around, packed up his things, went out to find a real estate agent, put the house up for sale, and then dealt with other properties under the original owner's name.
There is a special immortal boat in the mortal realm that goes to the cultivation realm. A one-way ticket is almost the entire remaining wealth of the original owner.
After selling all his things within a few days, Lin Zhi went to his destination, paid the money and boarded the fairy boat.
It was a boat-shaped magical instrument floating in the air. After paying the money and taking the receipt, a cultivator would come to guide you on the magical instrument.
Lin Zhi felt that they had quite a business mind. It could be inferred that the cultivators who earned gold and silver in the mortal world were at the bottom of the cultivation realm. It was impossible for them to improve their cultivation, so they might as well live happily in the limited time. Although they were like ants in the world of cultivation, they were extraordinary immortals in the mortal world and had the key to the cultivation realm.
Lin Zhi didn't mean to look down on them. If it weren't for them, how could mortals find the right path?
He politely bowed to the middle-aged monk who came to pick him up and sat down on the boat.
The interior of the boat is exquisite, with chairs arranged in an orderly manner, and it can seat about twenty people.
When Lin Zhi came in, the place was almost full.
He picked an empty seat and sat down, opening the map in his mind.
You have to zoom out the map to a certain extent to see the red and black dots that are far away from him.
The red dot represents Tingyan, and the black dot is his soul Yuanzhi.
Yuanzhiyuanzhi, from this name we can see Tingyan's expectations.
While Lin Zhi was thinking, he heard someone talking to him.
"Brother, where is your destination?"
Lin Zhi turned his head and saw a wealthy and handsome young man.
He was holding a fan in his hand, which looked well-made, and the pendants on the fan pendant were of even better quality. He was smiling and looked very amiable.
"Return to the same sect."
There is nothing to hide. This ship will go to three sects, and others will naturally know his destination when he gets off the ship.
"It just so happens that we are going the same way. My name is Gao Qu. May I know your name, brother?"
Gao Qu closed his fan and sounded a little excited.
"Forest."
"Brother Lin, let's take care of each other on the way!"
Gao Qu is a talkative boy, perhaps because he is about to go to the fairyland, which makes him have a strong desire to express himself.
"I don't know what kind of spiritual roots we have. There is nothing good about those that flow into the mortal realm. Even the spiritual balls that are tested are of the lowest grade. We can only tell whether there is any, but not what kind."
Gao Qu muttered: "I hope I am fire, or thunder, or anything else. A single spiritual root is best, but if that doesn't work, dual spiritual roots are fine too."
According to the system's notification, there are a total of six types of spiritual root attributes in this world, or seven to be exact.
They are thunder, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the variant of water spiritual root, ice.
Different attributes have benefits in different directions, or in other words, different attributes will definitely determine what path a cultivator will take.
The purer the spiritual root, the higher the talent. The more complex the spiritual root, the more spiritual energy it needs to absorb and nourish. Compared with a single spiritual root, it will get half the result with twice the effort.
After hearing Gao Qu's words, some people on the boat couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Do you think single and double spiritual roots are common? Those with single spiritual roots are one in ten thousand, and those with double spiritual roots are also one in a thousand. Most of them are three spiritual roots. Those with four spiritual roots will probably only reach the late stage of foundation building. Those with five spiritual roots can only be servants. Those with six spiritual roots are only slightly stronger than ordinary people, but probably not as strong as some elite people. They are basically cut off from the path of immortality."
The woman who was speaking was more knowledgeable. She sighed and said, "If I had four spiritual roots, I could at least stay in the outer sect of a large sect. If I'm lucky, I might even have some status in a small sect. I just hope I'm not too bad."
These words almost poured a bucket of cold water on those people on the boat who were eager to go to the immortal mountain to seek the truth. Everyone thought that once they had spiritual roots, their path to immortality would be smooth, but who would have thought that this was just the beginning.
Gao Qu waved his fan and said, "I'm just going to have some fun anyway. Even if it doesn't work out, I can just go back to my mortal world and live a carefree life."
He muttered softly again: "God, I'll take a step back, even three spiritual roots will do, please be merciful."
Lin Zhi chuckled when he heard this, took a sip of tea and said nothing.
He was neither curious nor inclined; he would know the answer when the time came.
The fairy boat started moving even though the boat was not full.
The magic weapon floated higher and higher. Although it was not yet as high as above the clouds, it was already very far away from the ground.
A group of ordinary people's hearts were pounding, and their expectations for the future were growing higher and higher.
Lin Zhi was used to taking airplanes in modern times. This altitude was not even as high as an airplane, so he was naturally very calm. In Gao Qu's eyes, he was a real master.
The young man talked more and more enthusiastically. Lin Zhi didn't mind making friends, so he followed the boy's words and soon Gao Qu made him a close friend.
The first sect the immortal boat arrived at was Luoyumen, and the woman who had some experience earlier got off the boat here.
After passing through the Beast Taming Sect, you will reach the Guiyi Sect.
Lin Zhi, Gao Qu and the last four people on the boat got off the boat and saw a long line of people. A corner of the mountain gate was vaguely visible in the clouds.
Some people left dejectedly or thoughtfully, which made the people in the team feel nervous.
The team moved very quickly, and when there were still a dozen people in front, Lin Zhi saw the process clearly.
The person taking the test only needs to place his hand on the pure spirit ball to induce the input of spiritual energy into the body. The number and color of light balls emerging inside represent the number of spiritual roots and their corresponding attributes.
They have heard of many people with four spiritual roots and three spiritual roots along the way. Those with three spiritual roots will be left behind, and those below that will have to leave.
The more Gao Qu looked, the more unsure he felt, and he bowed to all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas behind Lin Zhi.
Soon it was Lin Zhi's turn. The disciple holding a pen and wearing the uniform of the Guiyi Sect asked without even raising his head, "Name and age."
"Lin Zhi, twenty."
The disciple quickly recorded it on the roster and told him how to use the spirit ball.
Lin Zhi absorbed a wisp of spiritual energy, injected it into the spirit ball, and waited for the result.
Soon, a hint of green appeared in the spirit ball.
The green ball of light expanded in the transparent crystal ball, until it finally emitted a dazzling light that almost burned people's eyes.
The disciple exclaimed: "A single wood spiritual root!"
"Please wait a moment. Someone will lead you forward in a moment."
The disciple looked at Lin Zhi with an extremely complicated and respectful look and handed him a jade token.
Lin Zhi saw a hint of almost invisible regret in his eyes, and felt thoughtful.
The genius with a single spiritual root attracted the attention of the crowd. Gao Qu was full of admiration, and after registering his name, he could not wait to take the test.
The various balls of light mixed together, and the disciple said, "Sixth Spiritual Root, next one."
Gao Qu was stunned for a moment, then fanned himself in a pretentious manner.
"Brother Lin, I am leaving now. I wish you a smooth and successful journey to immortality."
Lin Zhi sighed softly: "Take care."
As the first person he was familiar with in this world, he did feel a little sorry for him.
Only after watching Lin Zhi enter the misty mountain gate did Gao Qu retract his gaze and walk back. For the first time, he understood so clearly and deeply what the difference between immortals and mortals meant.
Lin Zhi did not look back. After entering the mountain gate, the scenery in front of him changed.
A mountain road winds upward and seems to disappear into the clouds.
The disciple reminded: "There is a formation, please follow me carefully."
Lin Zhi responded, and after walking about ten or twenty steps, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.
The towering trees are lush and green with vitality, and a wide platform comes into view. The distant stairs just now are right at hand, without any traces of artificial carving, as if it were naturally formed.
Lin Zhi knew that this was the 999-step ladder to heaven.
"This is a heart-test that is beneficial to cultivation. When you climb the ladder to immortality, do not think about worldly ties, but do not force yourself. No matter how many steps you climb, it cannot determine your future fortune. Please keep this talisman. Once you are determined to finish, just crush it."
"I am Heng Yu, the head of the outer sect. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
Heng Yu looks like a young man in his twenties, with slightly round cheeks and a very pleasing smile.
In his opinion, a cultivator with a single spiritual root, even if he is still a mortal now, is destined to be an inner disciple.
What's more, this is a wood spiritual root, a true medicine cultivator. Since ancient times, elixirs and medicines have been inseparable. In the world of cultivation, he can offend one or two masters, but he cannot offend medicine cultivators and alchemy cultivators. After all, everyone has taken elixirs, so Heng Yu will naturally put on a good face.
If Lin Zhi hadn't officially become his disciple yet, Heng Yu would have wanted to call him senior brother.
Lin Zhi took the talisman and thanked him, then asked, "Have everyone else gone up?"
"Yes, the other Taoist friends are all ahead, so let's get going too."
After some greetings and farewells, Lin Zhi walked to the ladder to heaven.
At first, it seemed no different from walking up an ordinary staircase. Lin Zhi walked up fifty or sixty steps before he felt a slight resistance. Lin Zhi did not worry and walked up dozens of steps in a row. He saw a figure on the 98th step.
The other party seemed to be struggling, but he simply made eye contact with Lin Zhi and tried to keep moving forward.
Lin Zhi walked past him and continued forward. As he walked, some memories of the original owner occasionally popped up in his mind. These joys and sorrows, pains and obsessions did not belong to him, so Lin Zhi quickly passed two more people and reached the 230th step.
In front of her was a panting woman in orange. Her eyes lit up when she saw Lin Zhi and she greeted him enthusiastically.
"Fellow Daoist, I am Xi Tongying, I have the dual spiritual roots of Thunder and Fire, and the one in front is my friend Ji Jiao, he has the dual spiritual roots of Thunder and Water. We are lucky to meet and become friends, after all, we will be fellow disciples in the future."
Four steps up from Xi Tongying stood a young man in purple clothes, who nodded to Lin Zhi upon hearing what she said.
"Lin Zhi, wood spirit root."
When they heard about his spiritual roots, Xi Tongying and Ji Jiao's eyes lit up.
"If you have any medicinal herbs you want to dig in the future, feel free to ask us for help!"
From their words and expressions, as well as the looks of the disciples at the foot of the mountain, Lin Zhi seemed to have a vague idea of the direction of his spiritual roots' employment.
Be a doctor, a wet nurse, or a logistics staff?
This is not what Lin Zhi likes. Taking care of flowers and plants is a leisurely and elegant hobby, but if it is the only way, it would not be very wonderful.
The apparent tranquility and harmlessness is just a signal to lure prey. If it does not have the ability to strangle and devour, then it is truly harmless.
Lin Zhi asked sincerely: "Can't people with wood spiritual roots practice swordsmanship?"
Xi Tongying and Ji Jiao were stunned and shook their heads.
“Never heard of it.”
“No.”
"Different spiritual roots can add different effects to the sword energy. Even the earth spiritual root that is good at defense can make the sword as solid as a rock, not to mention water, ice, fire, thunder and gold. But how can we add wood? The wood spiritual root is the same as trees, flowers and plants, and it has nothing to do with weapons."
"Dual wood and fire spiritual roots are the way of alchemy practitioners, and even fire suppresses wood. There are very few pure wood spiritual roots. They have an absolute affinity for spiritual plants, and are peaceful and hate killing... This is what my mother told me."
Xi Tongying racked her brains to repeat her mother's teachings, trying to make the beautiful woman with wood spiritual roots in front of her return to the right path.
Lin Zhi chuckled as he listened to the character judgment. Compared with animals, plants are indeed less threatening to humans. They stand silently, and even though they have flowers and fruits to prove the existence of life, most people are accustomed to treating them as dead objects. But when they "come alive", are they really safe?
Xi Tongying said: "You must be a sought-after disciple of Yaofeng, but it is normal for you to want to learn swordsmanship. Who doesn't want to be a disciple of Tingyan Sword Master!"
"But speaking of it, what kind of spiritual root does Ting Yan Jian Zun have? One sword is frosty, maybe he has ice spiritual root."
Ji Jiao apologized to Lin Zhi, "She is like this, she talks a lot and tends to talk to herself while talking."
Lin Zhi smiled and said, "Nothing, I'm also curious about what kind of spiritual roots he has."
He really didn't know. There was no description in the information. It only said that Ting Yan had a single spiritual root.
Ji Jiao joined the discussion: "It comes like thunder, maybe it is a thunder spirit root."
"How is it possible? Jian Zun Tingyan doesn't have a thunder spirit root. My mother said that he is very gentle and kind. Could he have a water spirit root?"
Xi Tongying kept guessing while walking forward, and after catching up with Ji Jiao, she was panting even more heavily.
"It feels like climbing up a mountain on my back. It's exhausting."
She looked at the relaxed Lin Zhi with envy and said, "Is this the difference between having a single spiritual root? Yuan Zhi has already walked ahead. It's simply terrifying."
Hearing Yuan Zhi's name, Lin Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly. He said to the two young men, "I'll be leaving first. See you later."
Xi Tongying said with great ambition: "See you at the top of the mountain!"
Lin Zhi took a step forward. After two hundred steps, the resistance became stronger, as if he was walking against the sea water, but it was still within his acceptable range.
After passing three hundred steps, Lin Zhi's past events came to mind one after another, but Lin Zhi was able to accept it all, accept the way he was shaped and thought there was nothing wrong with it. His past relationship had ended long ago, and those true and false loves and hates naturally could not stop him.
At the four hundred steps, a stunning beauty threw herself into his arms, with all kinds of beauties, thin and plump, inviting people to enjoy the romantic scene, but Lin Zhi liked men, so she declined the business offer. At the back of the ladder, it seemed that there were all kinds of handsome men, even with animal ears and tails. Lin Zhi politely admired them without stopping.
Five hundred steps, enough to drown a person in mountains of gold and silver, jade artifacts and treasures. Lin Zhi thought that the circulation value of currency was very important, and these things would not play a role in the world of cultivation. As he walked, the gold, silver and jewelry in front of him were replaced by spiritual veins and spiritual mines, but Lin Zhi did not understand the purchasing power of currency yet, and was unmoved by the valuation along the way.
Six hundred steps, the supreme emperor on earth, the supreme glory of becoming an immortal, all kinds of illusions make it easy for people to get lost, Lin Zhi was moved but refused.
The seven hundredth step, love, hate, greed, ignorance, betrayal, and anger. Looking at different imaginary ex-boyfriends speaking cruel words indifferently, Lin Zhi thought that they were all dead, so what else was there to say, not to mention the separation of life and death that would follow. These treasures had long been reduced to ashes.
The eighth level is the hell of death, filled with ghosts, monsters, and goblins, thunder and lightning, and severe tortures. The feeling of dying several times was very real, but because it was too real, it seemed fake to Lin Zhi. Facing a hundred kinds of death, Lin Zhi reached the 900th step.
Until here, he still hadn't seen Yuan Zhi's figure. He didn't think that the other party had crushed the talisman and left. He might have gone up long ago.
None of these could shake Tingyan, let alone his soul. The new consciousness had no love, no hate, no desire, no demand, no fear of death, and every step must be taken steadily.
After stepping onto the 901st step, Lin Zhi seemed to have lost his five senses.
Walking in the endless darkness, Lin Zhi simply closed his eyes and looked for the stairs in front of him.
Nine hundred steps, overwhelming mental pressure, wandering in the endless darkness, becoming a weak child facing all kinds of dangers, an old man who is about to die, a mortal who watches the food disappear bit by bit during the disaster year, a fish that is slaughtered without even being able to scream, a traveler who is about to die of thirst in the desert and thinks that there is an oasis in front of him but finds out it is a mirage... Countless voices echoed, stop, stop and you can rest and relax.
Lin Zhi could no longer find the stairs with his eyes. He could only imagine that there were stairs ahead and stepped into one nightmare after another.
Until finally, he stepped on empty air.
Lin Zhi fell into a cold embrace, feeling like falling into the arms of a sword, steady, reliable, yet sharp.
"Eat the Yuan-boosting pill quickly."
Someone handed over a pill with concern. After Lin Zhi swallowed it, he could feel his limbs again. His thoughts gradually became clearer and he could see the situation around him clearly.
The three men and one woman standing there were wearing the uniforms of Guiyi Sect, but they were much more luxurious than those he had seen before. They were probably the sect's peak masters.
Beside him were Xi Tongying and Ji Jiao who were stunned. Supporting him was a young man in black, with eyes that were pure and sharp, like a newborn sword without a scabbard.
"Thank you very much."
Lin Zhi curved her lips to him, thanked him, and then naturally separated from the man.
Lin Zhi did not listen carefully to the elders' praise, but he felt that the young man was always looking at him, and his gaze was direct and never moved away.
Yuan Zhi was looking at it openly, and suddenly his eyes met with the young man who was standing nearby.
The young man really had a good face, with eyes as bright as the moon and water, and a slight curve made him particularly charming.
Yuan Zhi's expression remained unchanged. It was beautiful. He liked it and would continue watching.
Elder Yaofeng looked at Elder Danfeng and said confidently, "You can't snatch this from me this time, he is born to be our Yaofeng!"
According to the customary agreement between them, those with dual spiritual roots of fire suppressing wood go to Danfeng, while those with wood suppressing fire go to Yaofeng. But sometimes, if the difference is almost the same, the elders of both sides will fight for it.
The elder of Danfeng snorted: "Nonsense, I have never seen anyone with fire spirit roots go to Yaofeng."
Lin Zhi faced several elders and asked again: "Can't I become a disciple of Jianfeng?"
Several elders were horrified and tried to persuade the child to turn back from the wrong path.
Elder Danfeng said earnestly: "If it is for Tingyan, then there is no need. He is in poor health and has limited energy. He already has one disciple and cannot teach him. Besides, his wood spirit root is not suitable for violence..."
No one present asked who the disciple was because the answer was obvious.
The young man who had crossed the ladder to immortality with a single golden spiritual root was already a replica of the Sword Master. He was born to be a peerless swordsman.
A few coughs were heard suddenly, followed by a gentle male voice with a smile: "Master Wu Dong is scheming me again?"
A young man in white stepped down from the lotus boat, his brown eyes sweeping over everyone.
His skin was pale, his lips were light-colored, and his eyes and brows could not hide the look of frailty. He couldn't help coughing lightly while talking and laughing.
Elder Wu Dong couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Do you still need me to arrange it?"
Among the elders present, only he and Elder Yaofeng could stand. The other two saluted to the young man: "Uncle Master Tingyan."
Xi Tongying and Ji Jiao also hurriedly saluted: "Greetings, Sword Master."
Yuan Zhi didn't move, and Lin Zhi didn't move either.
Ting Yan's gaze swept across Yuan Zhi and fell on Lin Zhi. With his level of cultivation, he could see the color of the spiritual energy surrounding him without the need for a spirit ball.
"It's rare to have a single wood spiritual root. I just heard that you want to learn sword?"
Yuan Zhi looked straight at Ting Yan and couldn't help but nod.
Lin Zhi bowed and asked politely, "Does Sword Master think this is feasible?"
Yuan Zhi nodded secretly again, and nodded twice.
Ting Yan pondered for a while and said, "It's feasible, but I can't teach you."
There was a hint of apology on his face, which made people feel his gentleness and compassion.
Lin Zhi looked at his light-colored pupils and raised her eyes slightly.
Interesting, this feeling is not fake, it is real, and it is not out of any special feeling towards him, but just the apology of a sect elder for dashing the hopes of a new disciple.
It's not Pei Duo's fatal gentleness with a smile on the surface but a hidden heart, nor is it his peacefulness that is hard to tell whether it's true or false, but rather a genuine and indifferent kindness.
Like a breeze that you can only feel when it blows on your face, real and fleeting.
His heart was cold, Lin Zhi was sure.
He has stripped away even love and hate, and looks at all living beings as if they were plants and trees. If he accidentally breaks a flower, he will feel tenderness and apology for a moment.
Elder Yaofeng was extremely nervous, fearing that his disciple would be upset. However, he saw the young man ponder for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "I understand. Thank you, Sword Master."
Elder Yaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, thanking God.
"You will be my disciple from now on. Come with me to register quickly."
Elder Yaofeng took out his magic weapon and patted his cloud mount.
Although he could not run away, he was anxious. What if the child still wanted to learn sword, and did not worship Ting Yan but the leaders of other sword peaks? It was not like he had not seen such stubborn people before. There was a medicine cultivator with excellent water and wood spirit roots who insisted on making pills. He had no fire spirit roots and could not even find fire, but he insisted on making pills. He borrowed fire to blow up the furnace every day and refused to come back to grow flowers. What if this person insisted on becoming the number one sword practitioner with wood spirit roots? He would cry down the twelve peaks, cry until the earth collapsed, the mountains were destroyed, the warriors died, and then the ladder to heaven and the stone planks were connected.
Lin Zhi waved to Xi Tongying and the others, then left with his newly appointed master.
Tingyan didn't stay long and left with Yuanzhi.
On the way back to the main peak of Jianfeng, Yuan Zhi asked, "Why don't you accept him?"
"I didn't answer that. I can't teach him."
Tingyan leaned on the lotus boat, closed his eyes and dozed off.
"Remember to show respect to me next time in front of outsiders," Ting Yan hooked the clouds with his fingertips, and the crane flying in the clouds brought him a spiritual fish. After the spiritual power merged into his palm, he asked, "Are you interested in him?"
It is indeed noteworthy that the other party has crossed the ladder to immortality with a mortal body.
Yuan Zhi simply responded: "Well, he is a love robbery."
Tingyan opened his eyes, looked at Yuanzhi and asked, "Are you sure?"
“It’s so fast.”
Ting Yan murmured, wondering if he should have done this earlier, why took so long.
The young man in black hugged the sword and nodded: "Sure, I knew he was mine the first time I saw him."
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