Remnant Pattern Handyman

Qi Yunmei worked as a handyman in Qingming Sect for thirteen years. The four lines of miscellaneous spiritual roots, the five elements are in conflict with each other, and the spiritual veins are clogged. The gray light on the soul-measuring platform condemned her practice as hopeless. Others tried to introduce Qi into the body for three months, but she tried for three years without even touching the door. Until that day, she touched a rusty broken sword. Under the rust, a glimmer of green light shone brightly. Only then did she realize that those things that were thrown away as waste contained lines that others could not see; and that the orthodox exercises that the sect regarded as its guidelines were actually false ways that had been deliberately "narrowed" by others. The more broken it was, the clearer she could see. The half-line of words that had been erased from the broken monument and the chain that had been loosened at the bottom of the well all point to the same truth - three hundred years ago, someone built a wide river into a narrow canal. But the deeper you look, the heavier the price becomes. The center of his eyebrows hurt, and the gray lines spread from his wrists to his heart, like a sprouting seed. She doesn't practice falsehood. She only did one thing: mending the severed branches one by one.