C1 rebirth

"Big brother, wake up!" A somewhat weak voice sounded beside Ning Fan's ears.

"What happened to me?" Ning Fan opened his eyes in confusion upon hearing the voice, he was startled by the unfamiliar environment in front of him.

He was a top biologist in China. Just now, he had finally come up with an unprecedented formula to change genes. A formula that could strengthen one's body, extend one's lifespan, and even help them cultivate!

But as he laughed, his best friend suddenly stuck a needle in his neck.

"Zhong Tianjun, why?" Ning Fan looked at him in shock.

"Don't tell me you want me to publicize this kind of heaven-defying formula to those useless bumpkins? No, he can only belong to me!" I want to be the ruler of this earth! "Hahahaha!" Zhong Tianjun laughed out loud. "This is the latest HVV virus, it only takes a minute for all the cells in your body to die after being injected. As our most outstanding biologist, you should be familiar with it right? To be able to die under this kind of medicine, you are truly worthy of your identity! "Hahahaha!"

"You … you …" Ning Fan's face was filled with anger as he pointed at Zhong Tianjun, and unwillingly fell to the ground. When he woke up, he found out that he was in a completely unfamiliar place.

"Big brother, you're awake?" Beside him, a little girl in patched clothes excitedly said.

"Uh …" The thatched cottage in front of him was rather run-down and its style was out of date with the modern era. He lowered his head to look at himself, only to discover that he was also wearing tattered clothes. This made him somewhat perplexed. He guessed that he had crossed over.

"Little girl, who are you?" Ning Fan looked at the little girl and asked.

"Brother, what's wrong? Don't you know me? I am your sister Ning Yuning! " When the little girl heard Ning Fan's question, her face was filled with panic and nervousness.

"I … I can't remember a lot of things." Seeing Ning Yuning being so nervous, Ning Fan guessed that she must be relying on her brother to survive. She couldn't bear to tell him the truth, lest she received a blow to her heart.

"It's all those bad guys, to actually injure you, I definitely won't forgive them!" Ning Yuning said while looking at Ning Fan with extreme anger.

"You said I was hurt?" Ning Fan asked quickly.

"Bang!" A loud noise echoed out, the thatched cottage where Ning Fan was in had already been kicked open by a big fellow with a face full of stubble.

"Ning Fan, if you're not dead, why don't you come out and work!"

"You, Li Dabiao, my brother was injured yesterday, and his body is still recovering. Not today! " Ning Yuning nervously held onto Ning Fan's arm.

"Not going? Yesterday's work wasn't done yet, and I was scolded by the leader. Why aren't you doing it today? Then get out of here! Blue Cloud Sect does not lack service disciple! "

"Hmph, aren't you afraid that my brother will come looking for you after he becomes an outer court disciple?" Ning Yuning said, unwilling to be outdone.

"Only trash Ning Fan can become an outer disciple? Hahahaha! eight-element heterophyllous root, I have lived for so long, but I have never seen such trash's spirit root. In another month, Blue Cloud Sect will be recruiting outer sect disciples, I will put my words here, as long as Ning Fan can become an outer sect disciple, I will kneel down and call him grandpa! "

"You, you …" Ning Yuning was so angry that she couldn't speak. She nervously looked at Ning Fan, afraid that Ning Fan would be shocked. She called out softly, "Big brother!"

Ning Fan saw Ning Yuning's gaze, and felt warmth in her heart. She waved his hand at her and said: "No need to speak further, I'll go."

"But big brother …"

"No worries, my body is fine now, there's no need to worry."

"At least you're sensible!" The stubble bearded big fellow coldly snorted and said, "Get the hell over here right now."

Ning Fan smiled and followed him.

Ning Fan's job was to chop firewood. Every day, he would chop 500 kg of firewood to cook for the outer sect disciples. The outer sect disciples and the service disciple s had a large base of influence. They were all disciples with average or low aptitude, and could be said to be small characters that lived in the bottom ranks. Only a small number of disciples were able to enter the ranks of the inner disciples. From then on, they would be able to leap into the ranks of the dragon disciples and truly begin to cultivate.

"Yesterday, you only chopped down two hundred pounds of firewood. You're still three hundred pounds short. Today, you must chop down eight hundred pounds of firewood. If you can't finish chopping down then you're not allowed to go back!" Li Dabiao looked at Ning Fan with contempt and said coldly.

Ning Fan coldly looked at Li Dabiao, and without saying a word, he picked up his hatchet, silently walked to the tree closest to him, and began to chop.

"Did you hear? Senior brother Zhao Hero has already stepped into the fourth level of Spirit Gathering. In the general election next month, he might become an inner disciple!"

A voice travelled to Ning Fan's ears, and he immediately began to listen carefully.

"Isn't that so!" When one of the service disciple s heard this, his face revealed a look of envy. "There's also Senior Sister Lin Qingyan, she has reached the fifth level of the Spirit Convergence Stage. She will definitely be the champion of this year's inner disciple elections."

"Sigh, if I could also join the inner sect, no, even the outer sect would be fine! "It's a pity that my aptitude is not good enough."

"Stop complaining, look at him." The disciple pointed at Ning Fan and said: "Compared to him, your talent is much better."

The other person glanced at Ning Fan with a hint of disdain and said after hearing him, "This kind of trash is simply the shame of our service disciple. If it wasn't for an outer sect elder who looked pitifully upon him and kindly accepted him as his disciple, he would still be here right now."

After Ning Fan heard their evaluation, he was a little speechless. For no reason, he could just lie down and do nothing with them, but these people were all low class characters, and he could only find some pitiful self-esteem in people weaker than him. There was no need to bother with such people.

After listening for a while, Ning Fan started to have a certain understanding of the world. It was a world of cultivators, a world where strength spoke for itself, and in this world, the law of survival of the fittest was the law of the jungle. If one wanted to survive better, one had to become a cultivator. In order to become an immortal, one must first have spiritual roots!

Currently, from what the people around him had heard, he knew that the cultivation realms were divided into Spirit Convergence Realm, True Liquid Realm, and Heavenly Core Realm. As for the higher realms, he did not hear them.

Once one reaches the peak of Spirit Convergence Realm, they would have the qualifications to become an outer court elder. Moreover, the True Liquid Realm was the true ruler of the Blue Cloud Sect, and it was rumored that the current Sect Leader of the Blue Cloud Sect was a late stage expert of the late stage of the True Liquid Realm.

As for the Heavenly Core Realm, it was rumored that the Supreme Elders of the sects had secluded themselves for a few years just to break through this realm, and they did not know if they succeeded or not, reaching the Heavenly Core Realm did not require the help of any magic tools, and they could control high level techniques.

It had to be said that Ning Fan also had a yearning towards cultivation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to research and come up with a method to change genes, or even a medicine that could be used for cultivation.

He began to think about his future plans. Coming to this world, he had to think of a way to survive. The original owner of this body, based on his current understanding, should have had incorrigible talent.

Fortunately, before he transmigrated, he had already researched the formula to change his genes. Perhaps he could use it in this world! What he lacked now was formulas. He wondered if there were any of his own formulas in this world. If there were none, he would have to research some alternatives. He believed that with his experiences from his previous life, even if he were to create a new medicinal formula, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Just as he lowered his head to think, there was suddenly a touch of green that entered Ning Fan's eyes.