Mo Yan's Immortal Path

Lin Feng, a newly minted college graduate, is inexplicably reborn in the world of cultivation! Is the five-series miscellaneous spirit root really the worst qualification for cultivating immortality? Is it really difficult to make progress without a golden finger and a system? In the world of cultivation, where the weak eat the strong and respect the strong, can we find our own way? Did Mo Xiu act recklessly at the beginning or stick to his heart? There is no way to cultivate immortality, with broken bones and bloody traces.​ The remaining candle reflects the cold will, and the frozen soil buries the alchemy furnace.​ Bai Qi condenses his obsession, and ordinary hands create a path to immortality. I, Lin Feng, want to say to Fangtian: I'm here! Let me see! I conquer! PS: Mortal flow, no system, shady, not a saint