Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 29 Insect Techniques and Spiritual Materials Bring Double Joy

Fang Shu kept the lesson learned from Cheng Xiaoguan firmly in mind.

Thus, the feud between the two members of the Cheng family and their uncle and nephew came to an end and was completely resolved.

He once again threw himself into his daily ascetic practices.

Not long after that.

One day, while Fang Shu was practicing the Insect Technique, he noticed that the speed at which his Qi and blood flowed through his body was getting faster and faster, and he could direct the Qi and blood in his body as clearly as flowing water, and he could do so at will, wherever he wanted.

For a full hour, he remained in this highly efficient blood-pushing cultivation practice, as if he had taken a banned substance.

But his mood was very calm, completely unlike when his insect skills had greatly improved, when he was filled with murderous intent and ferocity.

It wasn't until the essence of the pill in his stomach was completely used up that he felt a strong hunger, as if even a calf wouldn't be enough to eat, before Fang Shu slowly came back to his senses.

A sudden realization dawned on him: this was most likely his "Hundred Insects Blood Refining and Body Nourishing Secret Technique," which had already reached its peak, and he had mastered all nine secret texts.

As expected, he silently called out "Dao Lu" in his heart.

Suddenly, a line of text appeared in his mind:
[Technique: "The Hundred Insect Blood Refining and Body Nourishing Secret Technique - Entering the Dao Chapter" (Completed)]

The Daoist talisman had indeed finished analyzing the insect technique, deciphering all nine secret texts, and had subtly instilled them into Fang Shu's cultivation process.

From now on, as long as his cultivation level hasn't reached a bottleneck, he will be able to maintain his cultivation efficiency at its best at all times!

That's why he entered a state of effortless cultivation just now, and didn't exit it for a whole hour.

In his delight, Fang Shu's gaze immediately fell on the Dao talisman, specifically the three characters "Entering the Dao Chapter" in the name of the insect cultivation technique.

He carefully perused the Daoist records and discovered that after completely deciphering the secret texts of the insect technique, the Daoist, based on his deductions of the nine secret texts, found that the content of the technique he had obtained was only a part of the complete insect technique.

Alternatively, this insect technique might simply be an incomplete piece, requiring a replacement with another secret technique after one has mastered the Dao.

Thinking about this, Fang Shu wasn't too surprised.

He and the owner of the private school were not related; one paid for his education, and the other took money to do his bidding.

It's perfectly normal for the other party to teach all their best skills at once, but rather to teach and sell them in batches.

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, Fang Shu took out a Nourishing Essence Pill and a Fasting Pill from his waist.

He snapped the wax seals off the two pills and swallowed them together.

They once again assumed the posture of insect-based exercises, sometimes still, sometimes moving, and practiced in the main hall.

Fang Shu was going to thoroughly test just how efficient his mastery of the insect technique would be!
So from morning till night, and from night till midnight.

He remained completely absorbed in his cultivation without the slightest distraction.

During this seven-hour cultivation session, the speed at which his blood and qi propelled him did not decrease in the slightest, as long as the essence of the pills in his abdomen provided sufficient supply.

This situation provides conclusive proof that Fang Shu's insect-based skills have reached perfection.

Compared to before he reached perfection, his cultivation efficiency has doubled.

Before Fang Shu perfected his insect cultivation technique, he could only take three essence-nourishing pills a day at most, and there would be excess pill essence that he could not refine, either accumulating in his body or being wasted.

Now, he can take five sperm-nourishing pills in one go and fully digest all the medicinal effects of the pills!

If he hadn't learned from the Daoist talisman after seven or eight hours of intensive training that his physical body and bones were nearing their limit, and that continuing to push them would only damage his body, delay his cultivation the next day, and leave hidden dangers, he wouldn't have been able to achieve this.

Otherwise, he could continue taking medicine and refining it, continuing to promote his qi and blood, exchanging potential for energy!
After processing the changes in his body, Fang Shu felt a sense of peaceful joy filling his mind and body.

He took a deep breath and whispered:
"not bad."

Thus, the cultivation process that originally required two years to break through the barriers and enter the Dao can be directly halved. He only needs one year, or even less, to break through the barriers and enter the Dao.

Fang Shu stood quietly in place, experiencing the comfortable yet sore and swollen sensation in his body.

After a long while, he slowly got up, picked up his clothes, and left the corner with a calm look in his eyes.

The training hall was already empty. Even the young man who had been diligently cultivating day and night had gone to rest early, preparing for tomorrow's arduous training.

For a moment, Fang Shu felt a joy in his heart that he could not express to anyone, nor did he need to.

He walked outwards.

All that surrounded him was the stench of sweat and the deep chill of the night.

He casually exhaled, and a white mist appeared in front of him.

It seems that late autumn has arrived in Lushan.

Return to the dormitory.

It's dawn all night.

After mastering the Insect Technique, Fang Shu was not only able to maintain his optimal cultivation state, but also his optimal state during nighttime rest.

After four hours of rest, his body, which had been swollen and painful the night before, had almost fully recovered and would not delay his cultivation the next day.

However, after dawn.

He surprisingly didn't rush to the training hall, but instead strolled leisurely out of the Dugu Pavilion and headed deeper into the market.

Now that we've already had one piece of good news, why not have another?
He was about to take over Cheng Guanzi's last inheritance—that black storage ticket.

So after a series of changes and careful operations.

In a secret room of a pawnshop, Fang Shu lit candles around him, and billowing white smoke rose up, like a curtain, shrouding his entire body.

Through the smoke, he carefully opened the storage box from a distance, holding a long-tongued sword.

With a snap.

The black box opened easily, but no poison needles or poisonous water were sprayed out; it was just an ordinary storage box.

However, the contents of the box were unusual.

The first thing that caught Fang Shu's eye was a pile of talisman coins, strung together and heavy.

Each string was worth a thousand coins, and there were thirty strings piled up in the box, which was a total of thirty thousand Qingfu blood money!
This is a windfall, a windfall even more lucrative than a gold chain.

It is enough to cover nine months of tuition, or a huge sum of money that an ordinary person could accumulate by selling their blood for more than eight years without eating or drinking.

Besides the talisman money, there was also a copper gourd and a yellowed piece of paper in the black box.

The gourd was heavy, as if it were made entirely of pure copper, and it was solid, but it was only filled with liquid. It would slosh around if you shook it even slightly.

Fang Shu did not open the copper gourd rashly. He carefully checked the yellow paper first, and only after confirming that there was no poison on the paper did he unfold it to take a look.

A rough and simple, yet extremely complex, diagram suddenly appeared before his eyes.

At first glance, Fang Shu thought it was a child's scribbles, and even suspected that it might be a strange secret script.

However, upon closer examination and after looking at it upside down, especially after noticing a few tiny characters in the picture.

He then realized that it was a hand-drawn map pointing directly to a mine outside the market.

That mine may have produced something called "purple lead mica milk".

Realizing something, Fang Shu's gaze suddenly sharpened and landed on the copper gourd beside him.

In a flash, he suddenly remembered.

It is said that Dou Sufu, a neighbor, once revealed that Cheng Guanzi had gone mining with a group of people, but in the end, only he escaped from the mountains. Even Dou Sufu's husband happened to die in that mining operation.

This made Fang Shu understand.

He squinted slightly, stroking the copper gourd with his hand, secretly thinking with anticipation:
"Is this a precious medicinal herb from the mountains, a rare material from the mines?!"

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