Scientific Cultivation of Immortality: Starting with a Hand-Made Generator

Su Mo was reborn in the world of cultivating immortals. He had no spiritual roots, his Qi sea was shattered, and he was thrown into the back mountain to be fed to snakes. The bully trampled on the brother's back, and the manager sneered: "If you pay thirty kilograms of red cloud spirit sand in three days, you will lose one kilogram of cramps and skin peeling." Su Mo picked up two rotten copper wires and used his flashlight to kill the bully. No spiritual roots? He rubbed the generator with his hands and forced the air into his body. No magic pill? He used thermodynamics to purify the elixir liquid and reduce the erysipelas to zero. No spiritual stone? He ultrasonically crushed the ore and blasted the Jiedan Sect Master into pieces. The whole sect thought he was crazy. Until he set up the electromagnetic gun at the mountain gate and aimed it at the main peak: "Now, who's going to reason?"