I studied abroad in modern times

The Blood River Patriarch floated in the agricultural laboratory of the University Island, looking at the people around him.

Zheng Fa, Zhang Wuyi, and Master Pang, these three are the backbones of the Jiushan Sect Laboratory. They participated in almost every experiment, and the three of them looked a little expectant.

Master Qian brought two disciples with him, and his face was a little excited. Cultivating spiritual roots is one thing.

Cultivating the spiritual roots of heaven and earth is another thing.

The former can still be said to be catching up with the major sects that are good at spiritual agriculture.

If the latter succeeds... then it will almost step on the Supreme Dao, butt up to the Tianhe Sect, cry for Leiyin Temple, and envy Haori Mountain.

Master Qian's expression seemed like a dream. Come to think of it, when Qianhe Sect was destroyed two years ago, he was still miserable, like a dog who had lost his home.

The Blood River Patriarch understood the words on his face: How can I be here?

Because the Blood River Patriarch also thought so...

You say, I am a holy god, and I come to cultivate the Buddhist treasure Qingjing Bamboo, which is a little inappropriate, right?

Especially, the Qingjing Bamboo is aimed at the Holy Church.

Thinking of this, the Blood River Patriarch was even more panicked - although he had not killed a single person from the Holy Church, nor revealed any of the Holy Church's secrets, and even had 100% loyalty to the Holy Patriarch and, uh, 10,000% fear...

Why did he feel... that he could not go back?

But if he did not cooperate, it would not be of much use - according to Master Qian, the hormone was not a secret to Zheng Fa and the others, and if he did not help, it would only be a little troublesome.

The Blood River Patriarch followed the gaze of the crowd and looked at the Qingjing Bamboo cells in the microscopic array.

This cell has a strong ability to survive - or rather, the Qingjing Bamboo itself has a very strong ability to survive. Even if it has no roots, it has not withered for so many days, but it cannot grow and repair itself.

Zheng Fa said: "Although the spiritual roots of heaven and earth are different from ordinary spiritual roots, and are even more different from ordinary plants, since it exists in the form of cells, it is also possible that it has properties similar to ordinary plants."

Sister Zhang did not understand what this meant.

But Zheng Fa always had some feeling - the similarities between the modern world and the Xuanwei World seemed to be comparable everywhere.

The lack of it was probably the variable of spiritual energy.

Therefore, using modern ideas often had good results in the Xuanwei World.

He suppressed his thoughts and nodded gently to Master Qian.

Master Qian took out a pill, crushed it with spiritual power, and put it into the culture dish containing Qingjing Bamboo cells, which were some nutrients.

The Blood River Ancestor also put aside those complicated thoughts, skillfully played the spell in his hands, and there were more hormones in the culture dish.

Zheng Fa stared at the Qingjing Bamboo cells in the culture dish.

With his mentality, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous at this moment. Qingjing Bamboo was related to the safety of their Jiushan World:

According to Master Chengkong, if there is a spiritual root of heaven and earth in the cave world, it can grow.

Zheng Fa naturally thought of the Fusang wood in his body at the beginning.

But now there is Qingjing Bamboo, not only is there an extra layer of insurance, but it is also much easier:

The first step in cultivating Fusang wood is to start from the spiritual energy structure in Zheng Fa's cells and cultivate Fusang wood cells.

The second step is to grow Fusang wood.

Unlike now, they directly have Qingjing Bamboo cells, which means that the first step is saved.

If this is not successful...then there is no way to grow Fusang wood.

On the other hand, if Fusang wood cannot be cultivated-then there is Qingjing Bamboo, which is naturally acceptable, right?

He looked at the culture dish, and the Qingjing Bamboo cells in the culture dish slowly, slowly changed.

First, the shape and internal structure of the cells changed slightly.

"Dedifferentiation!"

Master Qian suppressed his voice, as if he was afraid that his voice would scare the Qingjing Bamboo cells that were mutating.

Later, the spiritual energy nucleus in the cell also began to change-the nucleus seemed to become fatter, and the spiritual energy patterns inside became more complicated, making it more difficult to see the truth.

"Cell division..."

Zheng Fa couldn't help it and murmured.

This change is very subtle, so small that it can only be seen with a microscope, but it is groundbreaking in the Xuanwei world!

But... after only three breaths, the smiles on everyone's faces froze.

"Dead?"

Master Qian said in a trance.

"Dead."

Uncle Pang's voice was depressed.

The expression on the face of the Blood River Patriarch was complicated and inexplicable. Everyone knew that if this experiment was successful, the Jiushan Sect would have achieved a miracle that had not been seen in the Xuanwei world for at least hundreds of thousands of years.

As one of them, it must be said that he actually had some expectations in his heart.

But now that it seems to have failed, he breathed a sigh of relief:

This result is perfect!

I didn't do anything, I worked hard, Zheng Fa couldn't blame him.

If it didn't work, the Saint Ancestor couldn't blame me.

I am probably the biggest winner in this laboratory!

Even Zheng Fa couldn't speak - the changes in the Qingjing Bamboo Cells just now were too successful and too smooth.

He had very high expectations.

Naturally, the Qingjing Bamboo Cells, which no longer contained vitality and whose spiritual energy slowly dissipated, made him a little disappointed.

A hand touched his shoulder. Zheng Fa turned his head and looked at Senior Sister Zhang who was looking at him comfortingly. He said nothing.

He exhaled lightly and looked at Senior Sister Zhang. Suddenly he saw Tang Lingwu's face...

Well, I mainly thought of the three reasons Tang Lingwu had said at the beginning:

First, the theory is not good, which is unlikely - because the Qingjing Bamboo Cells have undergone obvious changes, even changes that are in line with theoretical expectations.

The second is that the species is not good, and the probability of this is relatively small - after all, this is the original Qingjing Bamboo Cell, not something Zheng Fa and his team pieced together.

Third... the environment is not good!

Environment, nutrition, hormones, and... spiritual energy!

Spiritual plants need spiritual energy.

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth naturally need spiritual energy even more!

Zheng Fa said to Senior Sister Zhang: "Senior Sister, is it possible that there is not enough spiritual energy?"

Senior Sister Zhang immediately understood what he meant. The Mountain and River Seal flew out, and the spiritual energy in the laboratory was more than a hundred times more abundant.

The Mountain and River Seal contains the previous Nine Mountains Spiritual Veins.

Because the spiritual energy in the Nine Mountains Realm is relatively sufficient, this spiritual vein has not been used - Zheng Fa also intends to use it as a strategic reserve.

The spiritual vein that can supply a sect for ten thousand years is now gathered in a small culture dish, and the change is immediate.

This culture dish seems to be full of liquid spiritual energy.

Uncle Pang changed a Qingjing Bamboo Cell, and Master Qian and Ancestor Xuehe tried again.

This time...

"It's done!"

Master Qian raised his arms and shouted.

Uncle Pang slapped Master Qian's back violently, laughing, and almost slapped the poor foundation-building master to death.

Sister Zhang smiled and stroked the Mountain and River Seal.

Zheng Fa stared at the Qingjing Bamboo cells that were stubbornly dividing in the culture dish.

Qingjing Bamboo is naturally important, but its significance to the Nine Mountains Realm is more important.

The flying sword under the Blood River Ancestor was also singing softly.

He thought he was also a genius, and he was proud of being able to successfully transform into a god in the environment of the Demon Sect.

But at this moment, he had to admit that he had accomplished something he had never thought of.

This thing is far from being something that a cultivation genius can achieve:

In the Xuanwei Realm for so many years, there have been cultivation geniuses like him, like a lot of crucian carp crossing the river, if not a thousand, there must be eight hundred.

But no one has ever done this!

Although he didn't participate much, at this moment, he also felt a little proud... and depressed.

He felt that he was going to become the first traitor of the Holy Church...

He hadn't had time to betray the Holy Ancestor yet.

Now, there was really no going back!

...

"So slow..."

A few days later, the number of Qingjing Bamboo cells didn't even reach double digits, which made Qian Zhenren impatient.

"Qingjing Bamboo should need a lot of spiritual energy to grow."

Senior Sister Zhang said: "Or in other words, the environment for the growth of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth is very harsh. It's so slow, maybe because there is not enough spiritual energy."

"Senior Sister, what you said makes sense... On the other hand, the spiritual roots of heaven and earth probably need a long time to develop."

"There's no rush. As long as the Great Free Demon Ancestor hasn't resurrected, we can still wait."

Although this was a comforting remark, there was nothing he could do.

The spiritual energy in the Nine Mountains Realm was actually not less.

Adding the spiritual veins in the Mountain and River Seal.

The concentration of spiritual energy enjoyed by the Qingjing Bamboo cells was not even enjoyed by ordinary Huashen Zhenren.

If Zheng Fa wanted more concentrated spiritual energy, his strength was not enough.

The old man also leaned over to take a look, then turned to Zheng Fa, suddenly with some master's attitude, and asked: "Now that the spiritual roots have taken shape, how is your cultivation?"

"?"

"You are still a golden elixir." The old man touched his chin, "Don't let this Qingjing bamboo not grow up, you die of old age..."

"..."Zheng Fa twitched his mouth, this old man was a bit exaggerated.

His cultivation is indeed not as fast as before, mainly because the higher the cultivation, the more accumulation is needed, and it is not a matter of one day or one night to form a baby.

Zheng Fa is now almost what Xuanwei calls the early stage of the golden elixir.

The golden elixir in the Xuanwei world is divided into the early, middle and late stages, and each practice has different names, but they are essentially the same.

For example, in the Shenxiao Yulei Zhenfa, it is called:

Pregnant spirit, infant raising, and broken elixir.

Pregnant spirit is actually the change of the soul, combining the soul with the golden elixir, condensing into a point, and producing sublimation-therefore, the soul of the golden elixir cultivator often undergoes qualitative changes in the golden elixir stage.

Infant raising, as the name suggests, is the gradual formation of the primordial infant.

There is no need to talk about broken elixir.

According to Zheng Fa's understanding, these three stages are roughly:

Fertilized egg, ten months of pregnancy, birth...

Zheng Fa is actually not slow - his soul has always been stronger than ordinary cultivators, and his golden elixir is strong. In fact, he has almost reached the early stage of the golden elixir.

But compared with his combat power and the current situation in the Xuanwei Realm, this cultivation is not very impressive:

At least others don't regard him as a golden elixir.

But the old man mentioned this matter...was it a whim, thinking of being a teacher?

"Disciple, you have to work hard..."

"Hmm?"

"The master wanted to wait for you...but, if you don't work hard, the master will become a god!"

Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood why the old man was so weird - he came to show off!

"Transformation? Master, do you have any idea?"

"It's also the immortal formation. The Thunder God formed by the immortal formation is a state of transformation, isn't it?" The old man Yuan was not joking, but said slowly, "I also know the spiritual energy circuit of your senior sister Zhang."

"I also learned your uncle Pang's method of connecting talismans and uncle Huang's method of instant beauty."

"After the experiment with the immortal formation, I am 50% sure about the transformation of the spirit!"

Zheng Fa nodded slowly.

The old man Yuan is not a genius, but he is hindered by accumulation.

But now after the baptism of various knowledge, the accumulation is actually quite rich.

At least... I can see the way forward.

"Fifty percent... isn't it a bit too low?" Zheng Fa pondered for a moment and asked back.

The Blood River Patriarch beside him twitched his mouth.

Fifty percent is still too low?

Is it okay for him to survive a life-threatening situation?

He was muttering in his heart when he saw Zheng Fa looking at him and said with a smile: "Master, isn't there another method of becoming a true god, you haven't learned it yet?"

The Blood River Patriarch opened his mouth wide: "That is the true method of the Saint Ancestor. If I pass it on, the Saint Ancestor may be furious. If he resurrects, he will definitely punish me!"

"... If you don't pass it on, he won't be angry?"

"?"

The Blood River Patriarch looked at Zheng Fa and slowly opened his mouth wide.

Zheng Fa smiled and nodded: "Well, I did it on purpose."

...

The Blood River Patriarch has not surrendered yet... not yet.

As long as the Great Free Demon Ancestor is not really dead, he will inevitably be entangled.

Zheng Fa didn't think that he could tell all the secrets of the Great Free Demon Ancestor to Jiushan Sect. Even if he told them all at once, Zheng Fa would only dare to refer to them.

But the experience of a real person who has achieved the transformation of spirit is still extremely precious, after all, one can learn from others’ experience.

Old man Yuan is his master, and he is also the first person in Jiushan Sect to achieve the transformation of spirit.

Zheng Fa still wants to make the most preparations for him - even when he recruited the Blood River Patriarch, he did so with this consideration.

As for how much benefit he can get from the Blood River Patriarch, scheming and tricks are just a side issue.

More importantly, it depends on whether the Blood River Patriarch is really optimistic about Jiushan Sect... or whether the Great Free Demon Patriarch is dead.

Some people, such as the Blood River Patriarch, don't want to say anything.

But some people dare to say anything...

"Brother Yan... what are you doing?" Zheng Fa flipped through the booklet in front of him, staring at Yan Wushuang, with a puzzled look on his face.

There was not a single word on the cover of this booklet, and even the things inside were all over the place, including runes, ancient characters, and even some paintings or symbols that others couldn't understand.

"I wrote it down secretly."

Yan Wushuang's heroic face actually showed the loyalty and wisdom of the underground party...

"Wrote it down?"

"Yes, my father, the words that the senior sister sometimes said to me, I think may be related to the ancestor... I wrote them down."

Zheng Fa slowly widened his eyes.

"I didn't even tell Elder Han about this booklet, because I was afraid that he couldn't keep it secret." Yan Wushuang whispered, "What is written in it, only I know..."

Zheng Fa suddenly understood why most of the news sent by Elder Han were insignificant things.

He thought Yan Wushuang couldn't find out any secrets.

"Then..."

"My father can't search my soul, right?"

Zheng Fa felt some sympathy for the head of the Tianhe Sect for a while.

"Maybe there are some secrets of the ancestor in it. Elder Han has never had a good relationship with the people in the sect, but I am different..."

Zheng Fa believed that this was not Yan Wushuang's self-praise - not to mention his special identity, his usual personality is also that kind of generous and charming.

Otherwise, there would be no Wushuang Club.

Zheng Fa even believed that his father was so tolerant of Yan Wushuang, and he was probably proud of him.

"Brother Yan, give me this..."

To be honest, at this time, he couldn't understand Yan Wushuang. This was too much of a traitor.

"I am different from Old Han." Yan Wushuang suddenly said, "Old Han thought that I was like him, and could do anything for the will of the founder... I thought so too, but when I went back and saw my father, I knew I was not."

"Brother Yan?"

"Old Han wanted the founder to come back and clear the source." Yan Wushuang said softly, "I am not..."

Zheng Fa listened and understood something in his heart. Perhaps only when Old Han was not around would Yan Wushuang say these words to him.

"I am my father's son. No matter how much he scolds me, beats me, or looks down on me, I am still my father's son." Yan Wushuang laughed and said, "I don't want the master to come back, but the spiritual power is about to decline. Without a figure like the master... where can my Tianhe Sect go?"

Zheng Fa nodded slowly, a little understanding of Yan Wushuang's words - in his opinion, whether Tianhe Venerable comes back or not, Tianhe Sect will suffer!

"So I give this thing to you."

Zheng Fa was stunned.

"I agree with what Mr. Han said." Yan Wushuang stared at Zheng Fa and said, "You are more talented than the master back then."

"..."

"Mr. Han has always been looking forward to you being the reincarnation of the master..." At this point, Yan Wushuang laughed again, seeming a little bitter, "but I don't know if I should look forward to it."

He stopped, stared at Zheng Fa for a long time without saying anything, and just slowly exhaled.

"If you are not, I will give you this booklet. When the spiritual energy declines in the future, if you have the ability... I hope you can help my father for the sake of this booklet."

Zheng Fa laughed: "Brother Yan, you think too highly of me."

Yan Wushuang waved his hand, indicating that he had not finished speaking, and continued: "If you are, please let him go for the sake of this booklet today."

"..."

Before Zheng Fa could speak, Yan Wushuang seemed not to want to force him to promise anything at this time, but changed the subject and said: "My father knows about my contact with you, and it is not easy for Mr. Han to contact me..."

Zheng Fa nodded.

Thinking about it, Yan Wushuang is now being watched by his senior sister, so Mr. Han naturally has to avoid suspicion.

It is even more impossible to pass on information.

"What should I do if I want to contact you in the future?"

Zheng Fa thought about it, took out a Tongjian, and handed it to Yan Wushuang.

"What is this?"

"Take this thing, and you will be able to contact me naturally."

Zheng Fa told Yan Wushuang how to use the Tongjian, and then said: "I will teach you a secret code. If there is anything that needs to be kept secret, just send it to me through the secret code."

He originally intended to give this Tongjian to outsiders, who could not access the knowledge network of Jiushan. Now giving it to Yan Wushuang is just to add a separate channel with Zheng Fa.

Yan Wushuang buried his head and ignored him.

Zheng Fa was a little speechless at first sight - this guy is really a bit smart, he has already started surfing!

"Are all these disciples of your Jiushan?" He suddenly looked up and asked.

"Well, Brother Yan, you are the first one who is not from Jiushan Sect to get the Tongjian."

Yan Wushuang's face moved slightly, he looked at Zheng Fa, as if he understood what Zheng Fa meant -

Zheng Fa did not say whether he agreed or not.

But Tongjian is just an attitude - although he can only see the Jiushan Forum now, those who are interested can also see some secrets of Jiushan Sect in the forum...

Zheng Fa only gave him a Tongjian without saying a word.

But it is better than ten thousand promises.