Lu Zhao, the lowest-level woodcutter in the Yun Sect, doesn't even have spiritual roots, so anyone can step on him.
Until a drop of blood fell on the dead wood stick that he picked up - the stick recognized its owner and was hidden between the sea of qi and the heart, and could not be found even if the body and soul were searched.
It can ripen elixirs, and with each level it can ripen, the level it can ripen will be higher. He used it to exchange medicine, sell it for money, make a fortune overnight at the auction, and also, in front of everyone's eyes, track down the old case that wiped out the family thirteen years ago.
A half-burnt door sign bites a man in gray robes.
On the day when the immortal wood spirit root, which was rare in ten thousand years, was detected, the sect came to snatch it, and the demon clan came to worship it, which shocked the whole sect.
But he just wanted to protect the girl in the medicine garden and survive the catastrophe of ascension with her.
