
Cultivation: a Monk Who Does Not Practice Heaven is Not a Good Monk
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16-year-old Lin Che had two perceptions: first, a handyman with no spiritual roots was not even worthy of carrying shoes for an outer disciple; second, the haystack in the woodshed understood his embarrassment better than the sect's Qingyun Peak. It wasn't until the system hit him on the head that he understood what "vitality in a desperate situation" meant - to earn three contribution points, he hid enough incense from the bully; to collect bone spirit grass, he fought with the bamboo rats under the Broken Bone Cliff; to break through the Qingyun Ladder, he trained his bones until they clicked in the five-fold gravity array. From being kicked in the chest and scolded as "trash", to punching the body-tempered stone to pieces and shocking the entire audience; from hiding in the woodshed eating hard biscuits, to standing on the top of the mountain holding the recommendation order for the inner sect, Lin Che's road was paved with broken bones: "I am determined to take this path of cultivating immortality, and anyone who blocks my path will have their bones broken!"
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