Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 1 Mo Fan
Vietnam.

The junction of Qingzhou and Lanzhou.

In an inn in a remote small county, Mo Fan covered his head and climbed up from the ground.

After seeing the surrounding layout and environment clearly, the meaning in his eyes was extremely complicated.

Surprised...confused...curious...excited, a variety of emotions flashed through his mind almost at the same time.

He has crossed!
Became Dr. Mo, Mo Juren in the legend of mortals cultivating immortality!
Although Mo Fan didn't read the book several times like Fan Fan, he read it from beginning to end once.

When he watched it back then, he had a pretty good impression of the character Mo Juren.

He is a hero, but it is a pity that he has no spiritual roots, otherwise he might be able to obtain a certain position in the world of immortality.

etc!No spiritual roots? ? ?
Thinking of this, Mo Fan suddenly woke up.

Now he has traveled to his body. As a former reader, he knows clearly that without spiritual roots in the human world, he will only die!

How to do?
Do you want to follow the example of Mo Juren before and seize the body?

The key point is that I have already traveled through time. Does this count as taking over my body once?

If not, he could still try to seize the body.

What if it counts?Isn't he seeking death by seizing the body?

He has some impressions of the three major laws of seizing bodies in the world of immortality.

One of the things is that anyone can only take possession of the body once.

wrong!I seem to have missed something.

Calm down, don't panic, Mo Fan took a deep breath to suppress the panic in his heart.

What are you?time traveler.

Travelers must bring golden fingers!
Mo Fan suddenly realized and finally remembered this.

With the direction in hand, Mo Fan quickly started to explore.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief and found his golden finger.

Live up to the name, a real golden finger.

At this time, Mo Fan looked at the golden light flashing on the fingers of his right hand and complained secretly.

The function is also very simple. There is only one, which is to extract something from the dead, including but not limited to spiritual roots, mana, spells, etc.

After figuring out the golden finger, Mo Fan finally let go of his worries.

He was so nervous that he even began to think about how to touch the corpse.

He sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and sorted out Mo Juren's memories.

Picture after picture continued to appear in his mind at super fast speed.

About two hours later, Mo Fan finished tidying up and fully adapted to this new body.

At the same time, I also got a piece of good news.

Unexpectedly, at the time when he traveled through time, Mo Juren had just finished poisoning Yu Zitong, who was seriously injured.

Unfortunately, I am still worried about how to find the corpse of the immortal cultivator. I am really sleepy and I want to give him a pillow. It is just the right time.

It seems that Yu Zitong was already dead at this time.

According to the original plot, shortly after Mo Juren was poisoned, he started touching the body in front of Yu Zitong, who was only breathing.

I traveled back in time and spent two hours just sorting out my memories.

I just don’t know if Yu Zitong’s soul has escaped at this time. If not, there will still be some trouble.

Against other immortal cultivators, a soul poses almost no threat.

It's easy to deal with yourself when you're still a mortal.

Not to mention anything else, if Yu Zi's childlike innocence were cruel and he was killed directly, his body would be directly exploded.

Although Yu Zitong's soul will be gone by then, he himself will also die.

After finally traveling through time and possessing such an awesome golden finger, we can't die so easily.

It's better to hold on tight and wait.

There are few people here, and it happens to be evening.

Even if Yu Zitong's body is discovered, I will just step in and snatch it back when the time comes.

After all, Mo Juren was once a master in the world. He couldn't defeat the immortal cultivators. He was not afraid of just a few mortals.

With his mind made up, Mo Fan continued to sit and wait.

Speaking of which, Yu Zitong was pitiful. He was originally a member of a cultivating family, but due to limited qualifications, he could no longer make any progress after reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining, so he wanted to try his luck in the world.

Because of his unstable temperament, he fell into the mundane world and became a guest of a nobleman.

Originally, it would be okay if this were the case, and it would not be bad to live a free and unrestrained life.

Fortunately, one day a few years later, he discovered a blood spirit grass in a drug store. Unfortunately, a monk with a higher level of cultivation than him also discovered it.

Although the Blood Spirit Grass was bought by Yu Zitong at a high price, how could the monk give up? Soon the two had a fight, and Yu Zitong was seriously injured. In the end, they both died together using a secret method to scare the other party away.

However, as soon as he escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again, he met Mo Juren who was also looking for a good cure.

Naively, he directly pointed out that he had medicine that could cure Mo Juren, but he was reluctant to give it to him, which made Mo Juren become angry and poison him directly.

According to the original plot, Mo Juren may have been hit by Yu Zitong's blood arrow ghost curse at this time, and then turned into an old man, Mo Fan thought while drinking tea.So you are still the middle-aged Mo Juren?Mo Fan was stunned.

Only then did Mo Fan notice his hands, and it was no wonder that he was slow to react. Anyone who traveled through time would immediately think about what he looked like.

After looking at it, I realized that although the skin on my hands was not smooth, it was quite elastic.

He seemed to have thought of something, and with a hint of curiosity, he quickly walked to the bronze mirror.

A handsome and charming face of about thirty or so suddenly appeared in the mirror. It was exactly as described in the original work.

The face is resolute and tangible, the facial features are three-dimensional and full, the eyes reveal a sense of calm and self-power, and the corners of the mouth with a slight sneer make him look like a young killer.

Mo Fan was instantly elated when he saw it. Fortunately, this face now belonged to him. Mo Fan couldn't help but touch his face.

Not bad, not bad, on par with myself back then.

……

At the same time, on the other side, a few miles away from where Mo Fan was, there was an empty alley.

A corpse with a purple-black complexion was lying half beside the wall. If you looked carefully, you would find a green ball of light hiding in the corner not far away.

The ball of light was the soul of Yu Zitong who died in mysterious circumstances. At this moment, the soul showed a face full of resentment.

It's a pity that he waited here for two hours and still didn't find out who poisoned him.

Wait another hour!Yu Zitong thought with some reluctance.

He couldn't wait any longer, otherwise his soul would really disperse.

There was no sunlight at night, otherwise his soul wouldn't be able to survive for so long.

Time passed by minute by minute, and another hour passed in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that no one came, Yu Zitong had no choice but to drift quickly in the direction of his family.

Time passed by and it was late at night.

Six hours have passed since Mo Fan traveled through time.

At this time, he was still sitting calmly on the chair, drinking strong tea and thinking about Yu Zitong's problem in his mind.

Immortal cultivators at the seventh level of Qi refining will definitely not be able to live by relying on their soul alone.

In the original work, Yu Zitong did not have a magic weapon that could store the soul, otherwise he would not be inhabiting Mo Juren.

In this way, if he had not entered a living body, his soul would have disappeared soon.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Fan made a choice in his mind.

No longer waiting, he pushed the door open and walked out.

According to Mo Juren's memory, he can roughly determine Yu Zitong's location.

In less than half an hour, he successfully found Yu Zitong's body.

"Master Yu Xian, what's wrong with you?"

After carefully checking around, Mo Fan showed a panicked expression and rushed over.

While he kept talking, his right hand was secretly inserted under Yu Zitong's back to prevent the golden light from leaking, and he began to extract it.

"Successfully extracted the body of 'Yu Zitong' and obtained the low-grade three spiritual roots (main wood)." (Will be explained later!!!)

Finally, just when Mo Fan was about to stop acting, the extraction was completed.

After seeing that Yu Zitong's spirit still hadn't appeared after so long, Mo Fan was relieved.

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his eyes, Mo Fan kept groping around Yu Zitong's body.

"Poor guy!~" He took the lead in touching his waist, but to his disappointment, he did not find the storage bag he was expecting.

Also, if there was a storage bag, it would have been mentioned in the original book.

After another round of groping, Mo Fan finally got a book, a few medicine bottles, and a few spiritual stones.

The book is exactly the method of Changchun Gong. Part of the medicine bottle is to increase mana, and part is for healing.

He also failed to find the Blood Spirit Grass mentioned in the original work. It seemed that it was hidden by Yu Zitong.

Putting Changchun Gong and several bottles of elixirs into his arms, Mo Fan looked at Yu Zitong's body on the ground.

"You should be lucky to meet such a kind person like me. You helped me a lot, so I'll leave you a whole body."

After speaking, he picked up the body with one hand and headed to the outskirts.

Choosing a place with good feng shui in the suburbs, Mo Fan buried Yu Zitong's body in it.

After being so excited for a long time, he became a little tired.

Returning to the inn, he took a healing elixir and began to repair Mo Juren's previous injuries.

When he opened his eyes again, light began to shine from the sky.

Exhaling a breath, Mo Fan came to the door.

Slowly open his arms, letting the morning glow shine on him wantonly.

Feeling the constant warmth coming from his body, he was reminded again that this was not a dream.

He really came to a fairy world!
　Although I don’t have any old fans, I still want to say “I’m back again!~”

　　The new book is about to set sail. Please don’t be polite to me. The more you collect and read, the better. All the monthly tickets and rewards will be smashed into my face~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)