The sky had just brightened, and Mo Tian Ge was startled awake by the noise from next door.

  She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before realizing that she was in her ancestral home.

  The quilt had a damp smell, she frowned and got up to dress.

  Clothes are easy to wear, she has been dressing herself since the age of four, its just that braiding her hair is a hassle, no matter how she does it, she feels its not as good as her mothers. Trying hard to hold back tears, she wipes her eyes and walks out the door.

  Next door in the kitchen, Lin Shu has already started making breakfast. In the courtyard, He Bo is chopping firewood. All the heavy work around the house is done by him. There are also a few servants sweeping the floor and feeding the pigs.

  Meng Tian Ge had just finished washing his face when he heard Lin Shu calling from inside the house: "Hey, come over here."

  She turned her head and looked at Lin Dai with a puzzled expression.

  Lin Aunt held a shovel in one hand and rested the other on her waist, saying: "Im calling you, come help me burn fire."

  She looked around and walked away with her head down.

  Lin aunt pushed her to the back of the stove: "Burn a big fire outside and burn a small fire inside."

  Mò Tiān Gē looked at Lín Shěn turning her head to chop vegetables, not thinking of bothering her, biting her lip, sat down behind the stove and started burning fire.

  Fortunately, the breakfast was cooked quickly. Lin Shu simmered a pot of porridge and steamed or stir-fried some small dishes. She smelled the fragrance and her empty stomach became even hungrier.

  After finishing breakfast, Lin Aunt saw her coming out from behind the stove and said: "Go wash your face, then go eat."

  Mo Tian Ge wiped his face and found some dust on it, so he listened to the advice and went to the yard to splash some water, then wiped again. Until he felt clean, he went to the dining hall.

  This meal was still like this, her obviously hungry stomach couldnt eat anything, she ate hastily and went to school with Mo Tianqiao.

  Walking on the road, Mo Tian was enthusiastically saying something to her, but she didnt hear anything.

  Until Mo Tian pulled her sleeve and asked worriedly: "Tian Ge, whats wrong with you?"

  Moyan Ge snapped back to reality, but simply shook his head.

  Seeing her like this, Mo Tianqiao didnt say a word for a while, and the two of them walked silently for a distance before Mo Tianqiao hesitantly spoke up: "Tiangong, are you thinking of your mother?"

  Mo Tian Ge was taken aback for a moment, and lowered his head without denying it.

  Mo Tian glanced at her and grasped her hand tightly, saying seriously: "Tian Ge, I know youre very sad, but your mother is already gone, being sad wont do any good."

  Although it was a clumsy comfort, Mò Tiān Gē still smiled: "Tiān Qiǎo, thank you."

  The stranger looked at her and smiled, instantly relaxing his tone, and continued to say something with great enthusiasm. This time, Tiān Gē (Heavenly Song) responded with a few words.

  Upon arriving at school, the two found that their teacher was already there and hastily ran to their own seats.

  Seeing them late, Mo Tianjun made a face at his own position, and Mo Tianqiao glared back without showing weakness.

  "Ahem!" The old teacher cleared his throat, and all the students immediately fell silent.

  "Have you all copied Chu Ze Di?"

  Many students took out their copied textbooks and spread them out on the table, waiting for the teacher to check.

  Lao Fuzis gaze swept over and saw that there was nothing on the table, so he said to Tian Ge: "Tian Ge, are you all right after your injury?"

  Meng Tian Ge hastily stood up: "Teacher, Im fine now. Ill make up for the homework tomorrow."

  The old master nodded: "Yes, you havent been to school for a few days, so you must have fallen behind in your studies. Today well just check your dictation, go read on your own and come back this afternoon to make up for lost time."

  "Yes."

  The old man glanced over them again: "Those who have finished copying can go and read books."

  Mo Tian Ge put away his books and writing tools, then bowed to Fu Zi before entering the library.

  Its been a few days since she came here, and the study is still the same as before. However, today she doesnt have the heart to read books.

  She casually pulled out a book from the bookshelf on the east side, flipped it open and found that it was still "Tian Ji Lue Wen" which she hadnt finished reading that day. She suddenly remembered that dream, the voice of the self-proclaimed ancestor of the Mo family saying those words.

  Thinking so, she opened the book again. This book was obviously written by ordinary people, and the legend of the fairy had only heard rumors. Her heart moved, and she stood on the stool to flip through the books on the east bookshelf.

  I flipped through book after book locally and didnt find anything special, then suddenly found a "Green Lotus Notebook".

  Open the book, and the preface of this book is a self-preface. The author calls himself Qinglian Hermit. In the preface, he says that he was originally a scholar in Jin State, but because his talents were not valued, he wandered between mountains and rivers, traveling all over the world. Who would have thought that this would lead him to obtain an immortal fate, practicing immortal methods? Unfortunately, he did not achieve great success. At the age of over 200 years old, feeling that his lifespan was nearing its end, he wrote down this book and passed it on to later generations.

  Mò Tiān Gē immediately put away the other books and held this one to the window to read.

  At the beginning of the book, Qinglian Jushi told his own origin story, but Mo Tian Ge wasnt interested and flipped past it. Later on, Qinglian Jushi started telling about his experiences encountering immortal fate.

  He had been to a place called Tianya Mountain, where the locals said that the mountain was shrouded in mist and clouds, with flashes of colorful light, which must be inhabited by immortals. Qinglian hermit then went up Tianya Mountain, which turned out to be a mysterious place, with vast seas of cloud, strange-shaped rocks, and easy to get lost in. When he got lost, he came to a place that seemed to be the abode of gods, where there were paintings and writings of strange shapes and patterns. He found them fascinating, so he copied them down, and after leaving the mountain, he actually gained enlightenment from them and understood the immortal way.

  Later on, Qinglian had cultivated the immortal method and felt that his ears were sharp and his eyes were bright. His mind was clear and intelligent. Slowly but surely, a divine aura appeared in his body, and he could actually strike objects from a distance. Knives and guns couldnt penetrate him. At this point, he was even more powerful than the most formidable warrior in the world.

  He was contentedly practicing the immortal method, and didnt know what origin this immortal method had. Later, he unintentionally met others who were also practicing the immortal method, and only then did he realize that there were actually many people in the world like him. They had their own world, called the Cultivation Realm, and these people were also called Cultivators.

  Mó Tiān Gē thought back and realized that his ancestors had indeed mentioned the word "xiū shì" (cultivator), it seemed that what this Qing Lian Jushi said was true.

  Qinglian learned about the cultivation world and came into contact with other cultivators, gradually understanding some common knowledge of cultivation.

  In the distant ancient times, when gods were still among humans, spiritual energy was abundant and spiritual creatures were everywhere. There were many powerful cultivators with great magical powers, as well as many high-ability spirit beasts, and also yao and mo with mysterious powers. Often, cultivators or spirit beasts would cultivate to become immortal spirits, and some would cultivate to become yao and mo demons. But for unknown reasons, a massive war suddenly broke out in the world, causing widespread death among immortals, humans, and beasts. The world underwent a catastrophic transformation, with mountains splitting apart and oceans shifting, destroying everything.

  After the Primordial Era, came the Archaic Era. The Archaic Era separated into the realms of gods, immortals, spirits, demons and monsters, leaving the mortal world to those who had not yet attained enlightenment and beasts. At this time, the mortal world still possessed spiritual energy and an environment that was no less than that of the Primordial Era. Various sects emerged, marking the heyday of humanity, creating numerous cultivation methods, magical artifacts, etc. Peace reigned for tens of thousands of years until the Great War between Righteousness and Evil broke out, with spirits and demons joining in, causing mountains to shift and seas to change, nearly wiping out mortals, slowly transforming into what it is today.

  Tens of thousands of years have passed, the cultivators of great divine powers have disappeared, high-ranking spiritual beasts have also disappeared, spiritual energy has begun to thin out, many spiritual creatures have become extinct, and immortals have started to detach themselves from worldly affairs, no longer living together with ordinary people.

  In todays cultivation world, sects are built in places with abundant spiritual energy, far away from the mundane world, and only come into contact with ordinary people when selecting disciples.

  Ordinary people are no longer able to cultivate immortality, only those with a spiritual root can retain spiritual energy in their body and cultivate immortality. Spiritual roots are extremely rare among ordinary people, occurring in less than one in ten thousand, but the probability of spiritual roots appearing is greatly increased in the descendants of cultivators.

  The body is divided into two poles, and the spirit belongs to the five elements. This means that the physical constitution has yin-yang properties, and the spiritual energy has the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Generally, peoples physical constitutions are a mix of yin and yang, and when cultivating, they will mutually reject each other. The spirit root is also subject to the five elements mutual generation and restraint. If one possesses a spirit root that is restrained by another element, it will be cancelled out. Therefore, the purer the physical constitution, the better; the fewer the spirit roots, the better.

  In the Immortal Realm, three-spirit-root and four-spirit-root cultivators are the majority. Three-spirit-root cultivators wont be too slow in their cultivation, but generally they also cant become top-notch. Four-spirit-root and five-spirit-root cultivators are inferior spirit-roots, generally spending their entire lives stuck in the Qi Refining stage, and its extremely difficult for them to establish a foundation. Qing Lian was himself a four-spirit-root cultivator, and without any opportunities, he had always been unable to establish a foundation.

  Above the three spiritual roots, the double spiritual root will no longer be dragged down by talent. In addition, there is a kind of five-elemental heteromorphic spiritual root that has a cultivation speed that is in no way inferior to that of single-spiritual-root cultivators.

  However, having a good spiritual root is not omnipotent. Cultivating immortal methods also involves enlightenment and temperament. If the spiritual root is slightly inferior, but the enlightenment is extremely good, the speed will not be much slower. The breakthrough of the realm, however, is related to temperament. With a firm temperament, one will not be trapped by emotions when breaking through. But all this is based on the foundation of the spiritual root. If the spiritual root is too poor, even the best enlightenment and temperament are useless.

  Mó Tiān Gē thought of what her ancestors had said, she had a pure yin physique and double spiritual roots, so her cultivation speed was not slower than that of single spiritual root cultivators. However, her ancestors had said that she had the five elements spiritual roots, which was what Qing Lian Jū Shì called the worst spiritual roots, generally wouldnt have any great prospects.

  She felt a bit down, although she hadnt thought deeply about what happened that day, but knowing her own spiritual root wasnt good, she still wasnt very happy.

  "Tiangē, nǐ zài kàn shénme?"

  Translation: "Tiangē, what are you looking at?"

  It turned out that he had cleverly pushed open the door and come in.

  Mo Tian Ge He Shang Shu said to her: "Tian Qiao, have you passed the test?"

  Stranger Tian smiled and said: "Yes, I copied all night yesterday, and finally passed the test."

  "What book do you want to read? Ill help you find it."

  He took it from her and flipped through two pages, not very interested, then handed it back to her: "You look at it yourself, Ill just take a casual glance."

  "Okay, fine."

  Mò Tiān Qiǎo was wandering back and forth between the bookshelves, Mò Tiān Gē glanced at the book in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then stuffed it into his backpack.