(Alias: "About me taking apart and rewriting the Immortal Cultivation Technique")
Su Yan has been practicing Qi for three years, and everyone knows that he is a waste from the outer sect.
While other people's spiritual energy is turbulent, his spiritual energy is like leaking wind, scattering at the first touch.
One night, he stared at this martial art for half a night, and suddenly felt that everything was awkward.
A thought came to his mind:
Is there something wrong with the writing of this technique?
From that day on, he did something that no one in the entire sect dared to try, which was to disassemble and reorganize the exercises and rewrite them from scratch.
From then on, the sect's life was not peaceful.
The opening style he modified made the breath behave as if it had been tamed.
The movements he created were incredibly powerful.
The sparring partner became more and more panicked, always feeling that he had no secrets in front of him.
A word spread through the outer door:
Don't mess with Su Yan, he can point out the gaps in your skills, which will be more uncomfortable than beating you.
Later, the fragments of the realm arrived, and the strong men of the sect were knocked back as soon as they approached.
Su Yan walked in, looked at the patterns on the wall and pondered for a moment.
He said something that made everyone feel cold.
"The rhythm here is weird, like it's written backwards."
From that day on, there was another rumor in the world of immortality.
A weirdo appeared in Lanshi Sect who relied on deduction to practice. He even wanted to dismantle and reorganize the way of heaven.
Su Yan himself was very calm:
"Cultivation, isn't it just a matter of changing it?"
