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I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Li Xuan found himself in a predicament after transmigrating without the luxury of a system or plug-ins. To evade notice, he took refuge in a small mountain village. However, one day, he was mistaken for a reclusive expert, he was forcefully adopted as a master by an eager disciple who refused to take no for an answer. Struggling with his moral compass, Li Xuan initially rejected the disciple's proposal due to his commitment to honesty. Yet, faced with persistent insistence and tempting offers, he reluctantly crafted fictional cultivation techniques. Much to his astonishment, the disciple not only embraced these fabricated teachings but successfully cultivated with remarkable prowess. Witnessing his disciple's thunderous muscles, resilient bones, and potent vital force, Li Xuan couldn't fathom the inexplicable success. Bewildered, he exclaimed, "I fabricated it all! How did you manage to cultivate so successfully? What kind of monster are you?" To add to the perplexity, a mysterious Golden Finger manifested: "Your disciple mastered the technique you invented from scratch. Your flawless completion of the technique has enhanced your strength a hundredfold compared to others at the same level!"

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Chapter 62: The Heart is Like The Sun, Its Meaning is Self-Evident_1

A cultivation technique that needs sunlight to practice is not a good one. It should not limit the disciple's path, it must be corrected.

The matter of the cultivation technique is left to the disciple to perceive, Li Xuan just needs to silently observe.

Meng Chong fell into contemplation, deciding to practice that night.

In the courtyard, with his legs set in a horse stance, Meng Chong began to practice.

"Why can't I sense my Qi and blood?"

Without the warmth of the sun on his body, Meng Chong found he couldn't sense his Qi and blood when he started practicing.

"Indeed, I must have misunderstood the cultivation technique."

Meng Chong took a deep breath, calmed his heart, and began to finely sense his own body.

At one moment, he finally sensed his Qi and blood, although it was weak and the refining process was too slow.

"Why is it faster to cultivate under the sun?"

Meng Chong fell into thought.