"Actually, this riddle is a lost cultural heritage of the secular world, and it is also the practice method of the sects in the world of immortal cultivation."
"Old man, I once helped a man. He passed on the legacy of riddles to me and bestowed upon me a lifetime of memories."
"From then on, I became interested in riddles and immersed myself in their world every day."
"The more I understand the riddle, the more I realize the power hidden within it."
"As long as you understand the riddle, you can improve your cultivation."
"Others need several months to advance one stage of cultivation, but if you understand the riddles, you only need a few to advance a large stage of cultivation."
"Does riddles have a school?"
Su Yuening had never heard of this kind of riddle.
She always thought that riddles were just created by others for entertainment because they were bored.
"That's right." Ning Su nodded, "Riddles have been found in many famous and upright sects."
"Later, they offended a certain faction. Furthermore, many other factions coveted the Riddles' quick method of increasing their strength, and as a result, those Riddles sects were jointly destroyed."
"To prevent people from practicing by understanding riddles, those sects destroyed all the books that recorded the riddles."
"There's another reason they chose to destroy it. It's that they weren't compatible with the riddle and couldn't bring out its magic. Out of frustration and anger, they had no choice but to destroy it."
"But there are always omissions, and some books recording riddles have been circulated."
"Because there's no corresponding mental method, even if a book containing riddles occasionally falls into someone's hands, it can only be used as a reading material to pass the time."
"However, the vastness of the Canghai Continent makes it inevitable that someone will meet the requirements for practicing the riddle. It is also possible that this person possesses the riddle's mental method and book."
Ning Su looked at Su Yuening eagerly, "Let's not talk about that anymore. Other people's affairs have nothing to do with us. Little kid, your talent in riddles is rare in the world."
"Are you interested in passing on the riddle?"
Su Yuening: "..."
spread?
Is this the rhythm of recommending the riddle method to her?
To be honest, she didn't know how to practice Riddle.
Could it be that as long as one uses the mental method to understand the answer to the riddle, and answers it correctly, one can improve his cultivation?
Su Yuening thought about it over and over again, but still couldn't understand.
Ning Su looked at her face and understood Su Yuening's confusion.
He opened the riddle collection at hand.
Patted the first page of the book.
A moment.
Bold black fonts jumped out from the paper.
Ning Su guided the black characters into Su Yuening's mind.
"Little baby, don't resist the touch of fonts."
"Sense it carefully."
Su Yuening did not resist, and the system in her mind did not warn her, which meant that these special black fonts were not harmful.
The black fonts combined form a simple riddle.
The answer is included.
The clearly visible font is becoming blurred little by little at the edges.
Gradually they merged into a strange picture.
Su Yuening was captivated by the picture and tried to explore it.
She discovered that the spiritual energy originally accumulated in her dantian was slowly increasing.
Can this riddle-like font improve one's cultivation?
Her eyes opened wide, her peach-shaped pupils round and round.
There is a kind of cuteness.
Ning Su patted the first page of the riddle collection again.
The black font that flooded into Su Yuening's mind returned to the first page of paper.
He asked Su Yuening, "How is it? Do you feel anything special?"
"My cultivation is improving."
Su Yuening spoke her mind honestly.
Her eyes fell on the riddle book in Ning Su's hand, and she was quite surprised.
The vastness of the world of immortal cultivation is unexpected.
There really is everything.
This method of improving one's cultivation level really opened her eyes.
"Haha, it's right to feel this way."
Ning Su was in a very good mood. He stroked his snow-white beard and laughed so hard that he fell backwards.
"However, this riddle book in my hand would be useless if it were in someone else's hands. Only by practicing the riddle mind method can you resonate with the riddles, allowing those words to outline pictures, giving you inspiration and improving your cultivation."
"The riddle is incredible." Su Yuening praised generously.
When she took her eyes off the riddle book, she noticed that Elder Ning Su's eyes were extremely passionate.
She shrank her head.
"Elder?"
"Hey, don't be afraid, little kid. I'm an old man and I wouldn't do anything wrong."
"that is……"
Ning Su rubbed his hands and said, "Look, are you interested in becoming my personal disciple?"
Su Yuening: Eh?
I haven't even finished answering the riddle yet, but I'm about to be accepted as his disciple...
"Little baby, don't rush to refuse."
"Riddles not only help you improve your cultivation, but they can also enhance your understanding."
"If you're trying to comprehend some incredible technique, you can easily let this riddle flood your mind. Don't underestimate this riddle; it can greatly improve your learning efficiency."
Ning Su hadn't met a disciple suitable for learning the riddle technique in ten years. Now he finally met a talented one, and he must not let her go.
Who knows if it will take another ten years for the next one to appear.
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