The Story of a Powerful Minister Cultivation into Immortality

He has traveled through time, but there is no golden finger Li Zhaolin died at his desk at the age of seventy. Eight years after his retirement, he failed to deliver the reform plan he promoted throughout his life until his death. He thought he would be like this in his life - a failed reformer and a forgotten veteran. Then he opened his eyes in another world. A sixteen year old body. The label of the waste spirit root. Family humiliation. Cold wind from the woodshed. The world told him in the most direct way: you are nothing. But he saw something that no one else could see The moment the soul-measuring tablet determined that he had "wasted spiritual roots", his palm touched the regular lines inside the tablet - one of the lines was artificially cut off. He suddenly realized: spiritual root is not a talent, but a label assigned to everyone by this system. The natural disaster is not a natural punishment, but an execution system that can be manipulated. The sect is not a holy place for cultivation - it is a political party wearing Taoist robes. The whole world became in his eyes a constitution that had been tampered with for thirty thousand years. And what he has studied all his life is exactly how to change the tampered provisions back. From a handyman chopping firewood to a designer of heaven No cultivation? It doesn't matter. He used the rules to counterattack the Yuanying monks. No background? It doesn't matter. He used the spirit vein joint-stock system to break up the monopoly of the nine great families. No power? It doesn't matter. He drafted the first written law in the world of cultivating immortals - the "Law of Monks".