Falling into Immortality

The plane crashed and fell from an altitude of 10,000 meters. West Lingci thought he would die. Unexpectedly, he crashed into a cave and was recognized by an ancient ring. There is living soil and spiritual spring in the ring. It can grow grass and bubble by itself, and it can live more energetically than her. She patted her butt and got up, and found that her injuries were healed, her waist was no longer sore, and her legs were no longer painful - and then she went to the sect to have her spiritual roots tested. Five spiritual roots. He is recognized as a loser in the world of immortality. His cultivation speed is as slow as a turtle, and even the sect's recruitment of disciples feels like it takes up space. West Lingci fell silent. She looked again at the ring on her hand that could breathe on its own, farm on its own, and raise its own spiritual spring. ... Okay, if the spiritual root is useless, it will be useless. Anyway, the ring works harder than me. Later, the entire world of immortal cultivators knew—— There is a loser with five spiritual roots. He has more elixirs than the Alchemy Sect, and the spiritual springs are purer than the Medicine King Valley. He carries a piece of sacred soil with him that will grow on his own. If he can't defeat him, he will run into the ring and soak in the hot springs. The major sects are chasing her for cooperation, and the demon cultivators are chasing her to steal the ring. West Lingci took a bite of the spirit fruit and said calmly: "Don't worry, when the tree in my ring grows taller, I'll beat you like a Doudou."