Native Lifeless

Xu Xiang is dead. When I woke up again, I was in a strange world. There are people practicing here, there are monsters, there are sects, and there are also strange places called "foreign places". Here, monks draw sources into the body and condense the meridians. One realm senses the source, the second realm draws the source, and the third realm condenses the pulse. Realm determines strength. The practice determines the path. The other side determines life and death. But Xu Xiang is nothing. Because—— The world cannot see him. No one can discover him, no one can remember him. But this also means that no one knows what he is doing. So, an ordinary person began to hide from everyone's sight and observe them. Read the exercises again. Dismantle the technique. Remember every flow of source energy. What others learn is "how to cast spells." Xu Xiang studies: Why cast the spell like this? Why does the source energy have to operate like this? Why can this spell only attack the front? Why is sealing necessary? Why does an ordinary stone, at a certain time and place, become the entrance to a strange place? While others were still cultivating, Xu Xiang had already begun to study—— rules. As a result, an increasingly difficult to explain existence began to appear in this world. He started as a mortal. Perceive the source energy step by step. Build resonance. Dismantling techniques. Change the rules. Finally, we came to a question that all monks dare not touch: If the essence of spiritual practice is not to master power, but to change the relationship between oneself and the world—— So the so-called realm, Who decided it? And the person who "didn't exist" from the beginning, And why can we reach the end of all rules step by step?