Overnight.

Bigwigs in the world's major biological research institutions, and even Nobel laureates, have received a job offer.

This is a letter from the world's five major headhunting agencies, Korn Ferry, Heidrick & Struggle, Spencer Stuart, Egon Zehnder, and Russell Reynolds.

They offer these world-renowned biologists a staggering amount of wages, as well as reward options that can be cashed out if their research is successful.

But this job is not without requirements, to sign a non-disclosure agreement, but also to go to China.

Some of the people who received the invitation were very excited and immediately set off, while others scoffed at money as dung.

For these professors of biology and national treasures of various countries who are restricted from leaving the country, or who will not be swayed by money at all, they have received another mailbox one after another.

Inside there are never-before-seen leaves, or legendary scales or feathers.

It's like for a food lover, the greatest temptation is a dish that has never been seen in the world, whether it comes from heaven or hell.

This opens up new horizons, new worlds.

The scholars, who had a firm stance and loudly refused, immediately put on their backpacks and went on a trip.

Even they use special means to secretly leave the country. And for the sake of large commissions, the world's five major headhunting companies have also made cameo appearances as snakeheads.

Not long after, there was a joke in the academic world that was even more surprising.

A well-known global authoritative professor of biology is dying due to the torture of aging and disease, and his life has entered the countdown, and his family has even begun to prepare for the future.

But at the moment, the professor has funnily received a job offer from Korn Ferry and offered an eight-figure salary.

It looks like a joke.

An old man dying in a hospital bed, is he going to heaven to study?

But the back was not funny at all, the staff of Korn Ferry brought an oriental pill, saying that it could treat this global authority, but there was no name for the medicine, no instructions, and no doctor's prescription, so the family naturally refused sternly.

And this staff member did not give up, but incarnated as 007, infiltrated the hospital, and forcibly administered medicine.

When the family found out, they naturally scolded loudly, but the old professor sat up from the hospital bed and scolded, and in the stunned eyes of his children and grandchildren, he agreed to the job offer without asking for anything in return.

Not only that, but the old professor also opened the phone, the disciples and grandchildren of the Nobel Prize biological authority are all over the world, and under one phone call, the world situation has changed abruptly, pulling at least half of the biological authorities.

Whether the spirit grass and spirit beasts can be analyzed by modern biotechnology, Chu Wangxian is confident in this.

However, he is not in Baiyun Mountain in Fujian Province at the moment.

In the southwest of China, on a majestic mountain like a back, the mountains are in rows, and the cold wind in the early morning is cold. The rock wall looks like it has been cut by a knife, and standing on the edge of the cliff, you can see the endless plain.

A young man stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at a stone tablet with one hand on his back, his eyes were full of gods, and he was immortal.

The black stele is reflected like ink, and there are lines of text on it.

"The rootless tree, the flowers are secluded, who is willing to rest if they are greedy for glory. ”

"Floating things, bitter sea boats, drifting and drifting are not free. ”

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Chu Wangxian looked at the stele lightly, this is Zhang Sanfeng's "Song of the Rootless Tree", according to legend, Zhang Sanfeng traveled to Shu and heard the name of the rootless mountain.

Why did Zhang Sanfeng come to the rootless mountain in Shu back then?

In fact, it is to find Du Guang.

"Huainanzi | 墬形xun" contains: "Jianmu is in the capital, and the emperors are from top to bottom. ”

Duguang is a location, according to legend, the ancient gods are from Duguang up and down, Duguang is like a high-speed rail station, connecting the fairy world and the world through the construction of wood.

Immortal cultivators seek immortals, and if they can find the legendary Duguang, it will be a shortcut to the south. Zhang Sanfeng also had this purpose, and spent a lot of effort to find this shortcut to the south.

Zhang Sanfeng is not wandering around China aimlessly. In fact, in ancient times, there was more than one passage connecting the fairy world and the human world.

There are also Dengbao Mountain in the west, Zhaoshan Mountain in the middle, and the Ascending Immortal Platform and the Ladder to Heaven on the rooftop in the East and the Overseas.

It's a pity that Zhang Sanfeng searched for his life, but he found nothing, and he realized that a shortcut to the south was not advisable.

Chu Wangxian knew the reason.

As early as 5,000 years ago, the grandson of the Yellow Emperor, Zhuan, destroyed these passages for his own selfishness, and since then, mortals have no shortcuts to enter the fairy world.

This is actually a major event that changed the fairy world, comparable to the stupid policy of the Manchu Qing Dynasty to move the border and ban the sea.

Chu Wangxian flipped his right hand and pinched out a few crystal clear leaves.

This is exactly the leaves of the building wood obtained from the fairy world.

"If you want people in the world to enter the fairy world smoothly, you need to build a bridge between the world and the fairy world, and then plant trees. Chu Wangxian thought in his heart.

But this isn't a fairy tale about Jack and the Beanstalk.

Plant a magic bean, and then this magic bean has been growing, overnight, until it grows to the castle in the sky, this building wood leaf is not a magic bean, and the sky building wood is not a day to grow.

Planting and building wood, spiritual springs, and resting soil, time is indispensable.

If he replanted a building tree and grew to the scale of the sky, he would be able to calculate it casually, and I am afraid that it would be needed for a thousand years.

"First find the remnant roots of the ancient building wood. ”

Chu Wangxian stood tall on the cliff, his mouth holding the verdant leaves of Jianmu, and through the induction of the same kind of divine wood, he searched for the root system of Jianmu.

Although the building trees are cut down, as long as the root system is still there, planting trees on the root system will get twice the result with half the effort.

The roots of the key building trees will wander away, and they will also hide, and it is not easy to find.

After looking around for a while, Chu Wangxian suddenly glared at his right foot, and the void moved a few steps horizontally.

After a while!

Chu Wangxian's gaze shot out like lightning, and a Taoist temple appeared in his eyes.

On the plaque of the gate, there is no root view!

Interestingly, this Taoist temple is symmetrical on the left and right, and it is secretly combined with Yin and Yang Taiji, which is probably built by Zhang Sanfeng when he practiced here.

The Taoist temple is simple and simple, covers an area of no more than 100 square meters, three rooms before and after, but the ancient pine in the courtyard is lush and green.

With a light footstep, Chu Wangxian fell into the courtyard, a seven or eight-year-old little Taoist priest was doing a morning class and chanting, and after seeing Chu Wangxian enter the door, he quickly spit out the sugar chewing in his mouth.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, layman, we have gone out, do you want to catch ghosts or come back tomorrow. ”

The pink and tender little Taoist priest saluted respectfully with one hand, and his little eyes kept peeking at him.

Catching ghosts?

It's a little interesting, Chu Wangxian looked at this smiling little Taoist with interest.

He snorted, and the air around him seemed to be attracted by a black hole, and it rushed in unison, even scraping the door with a rattle.

Suddenly, Chu Wangxian opened his eyes, as if he had found something, and turned to the little Taoist priest again.

"Don't worry, where has the viewer of this Taoist temple gone, I'll go find him. ”

"Over there!"

The little Taoist priest pointed to the west, and on the ridge in the distance there was a magnificent building with black tiles and white walls, and the bell was ringing.

Chu Wangxian's eyes shrank, and he could clearly see it ten miles away.

"Takayama Temple!"

There is a monk temple here, Chu Wangxian's heart sank, and then a meaningful smile appeared on his face.