Shen Qing traveled through the world of cultivating immortals. He had mediocre qualifications and suffered from Taoist injuries. He was assigned to work as a handyman in the most bitter and cold Black Rock Cliff.
There are no easy opportunities here, and there are no magic weapons that defy the heavens.
Some are just the sect's rule of not spitting out bones when eating people, and a Taoist heart that may be extinguished at any time.
Fortunately, he has a pair of "eyes of true seeing" that can see through the flow of spiritual energy.
Others rely on hard work to achieve immortality, while he relies on "analysis" to achieve immortality.
——The spiritual energy flows too fast? Then divert the traffic.
——The elixir is too toxic? Then make the exact ratio.
——The talisman is not powerful enough? Then optimize the structure.
While the world was still pursuing brute strength and magic, Shen Qing was already solving the world as a huge calculation problem in one stroke.
