"I hope Mr. Fang will not hesitate to offer his guidance and can enlighten me."

Chen Tingxue bowed slightly, her expression respectful, her tone full of sincerity.

At this moment, Xiang Wantang's image couldn't help but appear in her mind.

Xiang Wantang once said that she received Fang Han's careful guidance and her cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.

Thinking of this, she dared not be negligent towards Fang Han in the slightest. Now, she regarded Fang Han as a mentor and friend who was of great significance to her cultivation.

Fang Han looked calmly at Chen Tingxue and slowly asked, "Is the cultivation technique you practice the Wuji Sect's Wuji Technique?"

Chen Tingxue nodded quickly and replied, "That's right."

Fang Han frowned slightly, and after a moment's thought, said, "From what I see, this Wuji Technique seems to be just a fragment. I have a feeling that this technique has been modified by many powerful figures. Because of this, this technique has gradually deviated from some of the original creator's ideas, and has become less pure, as if it has lost its original soul."

Fang Han's simple words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in Chen Tingxue's heart.

Her eyes widened, and she asked in shock, "Mr. Fang, how...how do you know this closely guarded secret of my Wuji Sect?"

It turns out that the Wuji Technique was indeed created by the founding patriarch of the Wuji Sect with painstaking effort.

However, after several generations of transmission, it is regrettable that not a single person in the prestigious Wuji Sect has been able to fully comprehend the essence of the Wuji Technique.

Later, a fierce internal struggle broke out within the sect, with several powerful figures fighting tooth and nail for the Wuji Manual.

In this conflict, the scriptures were unfortunately damaged, and from then on, the Wuji Manual was no longer complete.

However, there is always a way out. At that time, a young prodigy emerged from the Wuji Sect. He secluded himself for decades to comprehend the incomplete Wuji Manual. With his amazing perseverance and extraordinary talent, he managed to complete the incomplete Wuji Manual.

However, no one outside the Wuji Sect knows these secrets of the past.

However, those within the Wuji Sect were well aware that this revised Wuji Manual ultimately differed significantly from the version created by the founding patriarch.

Especially as cultivation deepens, this gap becomes increasingly apparent.

Take Chen Tingxue for example. After she reached the mid-stage of the Yuan Dan realm, her cultivation seemed to stagnate, making further progress extremely difficult.

Not only her, but several other leaders of the Wuji Sect also encountered the same situation.

Currently, the only one in the Wuji Sect who is Elder Bai Mei is the one who, due to a mishap during his cultivation, unexpectedly broke through to the peak of the Yuan Dan realm.

Fang Han smiled slightly and said, "I don't have the time to pry into the secrets of your Wuji Sect. However, I can see the clues from the cultivation technique you practice. A true master who is capable of founding a sect would create a cultivation technique with a complete system and unique philosophy. It is impossible for him to leave behind such an incomplete and impure technique."

Upon hearing this, Chen Tingxue's admiration for Fang Han deepened even further.

She exclaimed sincerely, "Mr. Fang, you are truly a genius! You were able to see the problem with this technique with just one glance. I am truly in awe of you."

Fang Han said calmly, "This technique is indeed incomplete in many ways. You only need to modify these dozen or so key parts, and your future practice will be much smoother. In addition, there are more than a dozen moves in your martial arts that feel sluggish when executed. Once you perfect the technique, these problems will naturally be solved, and your martial arts will become smooth and fluid."

After saying that, Fang Han slowly raised his hand and pointed a finger at Chen Tingxue's forehead.

In an instant, Chen Tingxue felt a surge of powerful and mysterious information flood her mind like a tidal wave.

She quickly closed her eyes, concentrated, and rapidly processed and understood the information Fang Han was conveying to her.

Gongsun Yaoqin, standing to the side, was already too shocked to speak. She never imagined that the woman who looked at Fang Han with such admiration and affection in her eyes was actually the famous Wuji Sect Master Chen Tingxue.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Yaoqin felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing heavily on her heart.

She couldn't help but think to herself that, apart from age, she really didn't think she was more charming than Chen Tingxue.

After all, for cultivators, maintaining eternal youth is not difficult; age is just a number.

Twenty years later, her appearance may have begun to age, turning her into a middle-aged woman, while Chen Tingxue, due to her profound cultivation, will be able to remain forever around thirty years old, her appearance unchanged and her beauty undiminished.

Soon, Chen Tingxue gracefully sat cross-legged, like a lotus flower quietly blooming, dignified and elegant.

A faint, almost imperceptible aura emanated from her.

The information Fang Han conveyed to her was like a gentle stream, easy to understand, and without any obscurity.

Chen Tingxue was already exceptionally intelligent, and having immersed herself in the Wuji Technique for many years, she had long since developed a profound understanding and appreciation of this skill.

At this moment, the information seemed like keys, quickly unlocking the doors to some of her doubts about the Wuji Technique, and she soon grasped a part of its essence.

Time slips away quietly, and an hour passes in the blink of an eye.

Chen Tingxue slowly opened her eyes, her bright eyes sparkling with confidence and joy.

She felt that the Wuji Technique that Fang Han had supplemented for her was likely even more powerful than the original version created by the founder of the Wuji Sect.

She stood up gracefully, her posture upright, like a proud pine tree.

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