Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 72 Perfect Merit and Enhanced Root Bone

Fang Shu's words rang clearly on the Lingzhi platform.

"Begging for wine?" Upon hearing this, the Lord of Lingzhi Mountain shook the table and let out a soft laugh.
"It's interesting."

Bang!

A bronze wine cup, seemingly unearthed from nowhere, appeared on the table and flew to Fang Shu's side. Immediately, moonlight fell from the sky, pouring into the cup and turning into wine, which emitted a fragrant aroma.

Fang Shu held the wine, which seemed to be made of moonlight, with a delighted expression.

At this moment, the laughter of the Lingzhi Mountain Lord rang out again:

"Little Daoist boy, if you can drink three large cups, I will not only give you wine, but also let you sit down at the table. Is that alright?"

These words immediately attracted the attention of the other demons and deities on the stage.

"Haha, it seems that the Mountain Lord has really enjoyed his wine today. If he can bring a small antique treasure from his collection to the banquet, I wonder how many immortals and demons will envy this little Taoist boy."

There were also monsters mocking Fang Shu:

"Three cups of wine? This kid would probably be drunk after just one."

They laughed and joked, playing with square knots and toasting each other.

Upon hearing this, Fang Shu's face lit up with even greater joy.

He originally just wanted to ask for a few drinks, so that he could both gain the mountain king's goodwill and taste the flavor of wine made with moonlight.

After all, judging by the quality of this wine, it might just be the Emperor's Elixir that the Weasel Daoist spoke of, an extraordinary and precious medicine!
As a result, the mountain king directly gave him the opportunity to sit down and drink.

If we are seated, wouldn't there be plenty of drinks, as well as tea breaks and all that!

Fang Shu's heart skipped a beat.

It should be noted that the monsters present on this stage are all at least at the Qi Refining level, and the food they eat is by no means ordinary.

"Opportunity, opportunity," he murmured to himself, and without hesitation, he bowed down.
"Junior is willing to give it a try."

Without further ado, Lord Lingzhi gave the order:
"drink!"

Fang Shu didn't hesitate. He raised the wine cup, didn't cover his mouth with his sleeve, and poured it directly into his mouth. He opened his throat and drank the whole cup in one go.

After downing the cup, before he could even savor the taste, he took a deep breath and shouted:

"Come again!"

Seeing his delight, the monsters on the Lingzhi Platform shook their heads and shouted in response, "Fill it up! Fill it up!"

"Fill him up quickly!"

Only the scholar-dressed, furry rat demon sat in his seat, pretending to be sophisticated, slowly drinking wine while concealing his face with his sleeve, seemingly disgusted by Fang Shu and the other demons' rough drinking habits.

Gurgling!

Lingzhi Mountain Lord was not stingy either; in the blink of an eye, Fang Shu's wine cup was filled.

Fang Shuyi filled his wine cup, then held his breath and continued to pour the wine into his mouth.

Gulu gulu!

He gulped down three large glasses in one go, without even tasting the liquor, and kept asking for more.

"Come again, come again!"

At this moment, Lingzhi Mountain Lord also came to his senses.

He realized Fang Shu's intention and smiled as he addressed the group of drinkers:
"I've run into a scoundrel today. This fellow seems to prefer getting drunk to getting more wine from me."

Upon hearing this, the monster patrons realized what was happening and began to stir:

"You little rascal! So you're planning to drink as much as you can, regardless of whether you get drunk or not."

"This child is indeed interesting and clever; after all, what you eat is what you keep."

Some of the demons immediately began to flatter the mountain king, saying:
"No, no, it must be the excellent wine brewed by the mountain god that made this kid so greedy."

As they chatted, Fang Shu's expression changed slightly, showing a hint of anxiety.

He not only realized that his idea of ​​earning more drinks had been seen through, but also felt the effects of the alcohol rising in his stomach, making him look drunk.

It was swaying unsteadily, and could barely stand.

What surprised Fang Shu even more was that the group of monsters in front of him suddenly transformed into tiny people, who then leaped up from their seats and began to dance in front of him.

"This is..." Fang Shu said, trying to stay calm.

He looked around again and found that in the vast forest, the distant mountain peaks had turned into tiny people, the nearby mushrooms had turned into tiny people, and even the silver moon in the sky had turned into tiny people, falling to the ground and dancing.

The laughter of the demon drinkers rang out all around: "Hahaha! Look, everyone, let's see what kind of drunken antics this little Taoist boy can pull!"

"Hmm, the effects of the alcohol are kicking in."

"The mountain king's wine is brewed with fresh, seasonal mushrooms every year. It's incredibly delicious, enough to make you feel like you're floating on air, completely out of your mind... You greedy little rascal."

In Fang Shu's vision, the world spun around him, and tiny figures surrounded him, chattering incessantly.

What horrified him even more was that the bronze wine cup in his hand had also turned into a tiny person.

The bronze wine vessel sprouted eyes and mouth, struggled in his hand, stared at him, and spoke:
"What are you looking at! Do you want me to piss a few times and reward you with some?"

At this moment, Fang Shu belatedly realized that he was hallucinating, and that there was no change in the drinkers on the stage or in the outside world. Just as Fang Shu's reason told him, he saw that on the Lingzhi stage, the other demon drinkers were all sitting in their original seats, perfectly fine. Although they were dissolute, they had not turned into any villains.

They all looked at Fang Shu with glee, anticipating what ridiculous thing he would do next.

Only Fang Shu's steps were unsteady, staggering on the platform, his body swaying from side to side, looking as if he might collapse drunkenly at any moment, revealing his ugly side.

The next moment, Fang Shu took a deep breath and simply closed his eyes, no longer looking at the bizarre and wonderful world before him.

He endured the strange, blissful feeling and immediately unleashed a set of boxing techniques.

"Yo ho, you're practicing drunken boxing?"

His action startled the other monster drinkers.

Immediately, the monsters saw a billowing white vapor rise from Fang Shu's head, as if water were boiling.

Fang Shu's swaying figure gradually regained its balance, and although his steps were unsteady, his drunkenness diminished considerably.

Fang Shu then adopted the stance of the Insect Technique, activating the purple lead poison blood in his body to quickly refine the three large cups of wine within him and expel the alcohol fumes.

After completing several boxing routines, Fang Shu opened his eyes again. Although he was still clearly drunk, the little figures in his eyes had disappeared considerably.

Although the wine he drank today was poisonous, the precious blood he refined was also poisonous blood, possessing the ability to resist all insects!
This allows him to adapt to poisonous wine better than ordinary immortals, and also enables him to actively detoxify.

After a series of blood-purging and refining processes, Fang Shu successfully endured three large cups of mountain mushroom wine without collapsing from drunkenness.

His performance surprised the monsters on the Lingzhi Platform: "He didn't fall?"

"Looks like this guy is pretty sturdy."

And the Lord of Lingzhi Mountain, seeing that Fang Shu had drunk three cups of wine, immediately burst into laughter:
"Good lad! Being able to eat is a blessing. Since you can handle it, it saves me the trouble of giving you something else."

"Now take your seat. Eat as much as you can tonight!"

rustling!

On the Lingzhi Platform, the entrance to the treasure vault closed, but a Lingzhi umbrella-shaped canopy, resembling a futon, appeared on the platform, standing among the group of demon drinkers.

Upon hearing this, Fang Shu was overjoyed.

He quickly cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you for the seat, Lord Shan."

Immediately, Fang Shu swayed his feet, humble yet fearless, and slipped into the group of monster drinkers, where he sat down cross-legged.

On his left and right sides were the scholar-god with a human body and a rat-like appearance, and the burly crab general wearing silver armor.

Although he was granted permission to take his seat and even won the favor of the mountain lord, Fang Shu did not become complacent.

After bowing to the monsters on both sides, he held his wine cup and focused on drinking, without interrupting the conversation of the group of monster drinkers.

These monster patrons glanced at him a few times, joked and laughed among themselves, and found him to be honest and even somewhat cute. They treated him like a cat or dog that was freeloading on their food and drink, and had no objections.

The moonlight flowed gently, constantly transforming into wine, which then mingled with the silvery mist drifting across the mountaintops and poured into the cups in front of the drinkers.

Fang Shu finally had a moment to himself, so he ate slowly, drinking the wine while simultaneously processing its flavors. He finally managed to taste the wine.

It was indeed exceptionally delicious, refreshing and palatable, making him feel as if his soul was about to leave his body.

But this kind of feeling was secondary to him.

More importantly, the Daoist talisman was constantly swirling in his mind. With each cup he drank, words floated and flowed through the talisman:
[Realm Level: First Tribulation Refining Human Immortal (91% complete)]

[Realm Level: First Tribulation Refining Human Immortal (92% complete)]

……

With a whoosh, his cultivation progressed at an unimaginable speed.

Moreover, what is currently manifesting in him is only part of the medicinal effect of the wine; the greater amount of spiritual energy and medicinal power has settled in his body and has not yet been digested by him.

After drinking ten cups of wine, Fang Shu glanced at the scroll again and discovered that the realm section had changed to:

[Realm: First Tribulation Refining Human Immortal (Perfect)]

At this point, Fang Shu's early stage of refining essence has been completely perfected, and he can try to break through the tribulation at any time to advance to the second tribulation refining essence immortal!

He felt joy in his heart and comfort in his body and mind.

But that's not all. In addition to the drinks, there were also some fruits and tea snacks that looked quite delicious.

Fang Shu immediately picked up a mushroom and put it in his mouth to taste it.

The mushroom melted in his mouth, and even aroused the few Gu worms on his body, so he fed them some of the scraps.

After Fang Shu had thoroughly enjoyed his meal, his breath was filled with spiritual energy.

Within the Taoist talisman, characters flickered, and the quality in the "root bone" column had clearly changed into the two characters "Superior and Middle".

This means that Fang Shu now possesses superior physical attributes!
If the banquet hadn't been ongoing, he would have already used the abundant spiritual energy and medicinal power within him to attempt to transcend the tribulation on the spot.

However, he resisted the urge and continued to feast, seizing this rare opportunity.

They waited until dawn, when the scene was a mess of cups and plates, and even the monster drinkers were so drunk that they fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Shu finally couldn't hold on any longer and, overcome by the intoxication, fell into a sweet sleep.

(End of this chapter)