Library

"Read it a hundred times, and its meaning will become apparent. This is really a wise saying!" Tian Lin found that he could increase his proficiency in any exercise as long as he read it once. This made him who was tired of learning in his previous life now learn to cut through walls and steal light. Unfortunately, his diligence and studiousness are not understood by the world. He could often hear some degrading voices: "Which of the plague-stricken people chipped away at my wall and stole all the Taoist books in my room?" Simply speaking, the worse these people scolded them, the more disdainful Tian Lin became: "Confucius said, can the things done by scholars be considered stealing?"

Tian Lin traveled to a blacksmith and couldn't add points, and he didn't have the talent to practice. Fortunately, he can decompose high-quality materials, and fortunately, he can also synthesize high-quality spiritual weapons. So, cultivating immortality starts with blacksmithing. Who dares to say that a blacksmith cannot become an immortal? During the day, he is a blacksmith. At night, he was iron-clad.