Asking About Immortality

Mortal flow Heaven and earth are a huge cage, and spiritual energy is a chronic poison. This is a world where cultivators walk on thin ice. The sect monopolized the "Pure Spirit Array", and the aristocratic family controlled the promotion ladder. As for the casual cultivators at the bottom? They are consumables in the mines, bait in the wilderness, and a plate of "blood food" on the table of high-ranking monks. Chen Mo, a humble spiritual husband in Heishanfang City. No background, no talent, no resources, nothing but a bad life. Until that day, he discovered that a strange bone fragment named [Wordless Bone Slip] had grown out of his spine. [Use Qi and blood as ink, use severe pain as pen, deduce all kinds of methods, and check for gaps. [Incomplete Kung Fu]: Incomplete or low-level Kung Fu Deduction! The price was three bowls of hard work, in exchange for the perfectly completed "Turtle Breathing Technique". [Despair of life and death]: Find a way out in a desperate situation Perception! The price is that the spine is like being burned in exchange for a road map to life. [Resource shortage]: Can't afford expensive elixirs The price is half a month of weakness, in exchange for the secret recipe for extracting the best elixir from waste elixir residue. As long as you can endure the pain of bone picking, as long as you can afford to pay the price of losing your life, the incomplete skills can be completed, and the deadly traps can be discerned. This is just a story about a mortal who had to make a deal with the devil in his body in order to survive. It is difficult to cultivate immortality, and immortality is far away. "My name is Chen Mo, silent Mo. People who speak loudly die earliest."