Folklore: Pre-emptive shelter begins with the stomach.

The opponent has traps, but no defensive structures.

If it's just one or two weirdos, that's fine, but the real problem is encountering a weirdo of the same level as him.

Now that things are going badly for Master Tang, it seems the Third Young Master is in grave danger as well.

"I'll try to contact him, but don't get your hopes up too high. You know his situation."

"Okay, you can contact them first."

I'll have my fortune told today; whether we live or die depends on this divination.

The two then lost contact.

……

On the other side, inside the Five Internal Organs Temple.

Feng Mo slowly opened his eyes as he sat in the stomach.

He held the "spirit stone" in his hand, which had become almost completely dull after absorbing it overnight.

In his spare time, Feng Mo would train his mind through visualization diagrams.

At that moment, he slowly closed his eyes and saw a magnificent little temple surrounded by city walls.

This is the visualization diagram that Feng Mo has been contemplating recently—the Mind Ruler Guarding the Temple Diagram.

The outer perimeter is protected by the Red Fire Temple Wall, with four gates on the four sides, corresponding to the four orifices of the heart; the gate studs are arranged in nine rows and nine paths, with nine and five being the most honorable.

This is the first level of visualization, which is also the one that Feng Mo saw most clearly, corresponding to the pericardium.

Behind the city wall is the Guandi Temple, which has two floors and corresponds to the heart cavity.

Inside the temple, the main deity of the Heart Palace, the True Man Dan Yuan, still sits enthroned. This is the third level, corresponding to the main deity of the Heart Palace.

Perhaps due to insufficient cultivation, when Feng Mo looked at the human form, its face was full of confusion, even more exaggerated than when he first saw the smiling ghost face.

That's not all. At the deepest part of the True Man's Hall, there is a small wooden niche with a black background and red edges that is suspended in the air.

This is the fourth level, corresponding to the chivalrous spirit.

By the time they reached this point, Feng Mo could no longer see clearly and could only vaguely make out an outline.

These four levels of visualization each represent a stage in the "Dan Yuan Shou Xin Jue"—Entry, Minor Success, Intermediate Success, and Major Success.

After being nourished by a spirit stone, Feng Mo's vision of the Crimson Fire Temple's protective walls became increasingly clear.

Feng Mo's vision of the Chi Huo Temple's city wall became clearer, and his gaze shifted from the city wall to the sides of the four gates.

At the same time, I felt that my body was stronger than yesterday, just like the city wall in the picture.

"It's truly miraculous," Feng Mo murmured to himself. "Whenever I look at the visualization diagrams when I'm physically exhausted, all my fatigue disappears."

After finishing his cultivation, Feng Mo got up to check his gains from the previous night.

A total of thirty-eight disaster stones were collected, which is equivalent to the total amount collected in the previous two days.

Even a piece of leather fell off.

This was the result of the "Good Fortune" trap that killed a smiling monster.

Holding it in your hand, it feels cool to the touch, like an ice pack.

"Laughing Face (Tier 1)": Material; can be used by blacksmiths to craft equipment, or by architects to incorporate into buildings to gain certain properties.

Extraordinary material! An idea popped into Feng Mo's mind.

This was the first time he had ever obtained material from a strange creature.

Let's see what we can get in advance first.

"Forest Smile Mask (Tier 1)": Smile is happiness, but it is also a mask to cover up pain; it provides defense for the face and immunity to some mental attacks.

"Repayment conditions": Resist one psychological attack.

"Equipment Affix" Superior: Grants an additional equipment trait "Dead Body".

"Dead body": Can conceal the presence of a living person.

"Hiss..." Feng Mo gasped. "This equipment is good, but aren't the attributes it gives a bit too scary?"

Fortunately, he wasn't made a corpse; he was merely concealed as a living person.

Wouldn't that mean I'm part of the supernatural?

"It would be good for escaping in a pinch," Feng Mo said slowly.

It was these repayment terms that gave him a headache.

It's still just treating the symptoms, and Feng Mo has no concept of things like psychological attacks.

We had no choice but to give up.

He prepared to get up and fetch water.

Feng Mo's body, nourished by the visualizations during this period,

The bucket, which was originally quite heavy, was now lifted up by him as easily as a chick.

When he turned the handle to draw water, he felt an immense strength and an unprecedented sense of ease.

After irrigating the land, Feng Mo continued his cultivation.

He then took out the same "spirit stone" from his pocket.

If we ignore the attributes of the spirit stone, under normal circumstances, one stone would be consumed every three days.

With the "affinity" entry, he only needed a day and a half.

This means that Feng Mo's cultivation speed is twice as fast as others.

As he pondered, Feng Mo continued to enter a meditative state.

But not long after, he felt a warm sensation in his arms.

He opened his eyes.

Pull out the source of the heat; it was the communication symbol left to him by Huang Lao Er.

"Third Young Master, are you alright?!" As soon as I picked up the communication talisman, the old Taoist's voice came through.

"Master Huang, I'm fine," Feng Mo replied.

"Alright, it's good that you're alright! You're really lucky, kid!" Old Huang finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the Third Young Master was still alive. "Last night, we encountered quite a few strange occurrences at the Xisang Temple! There were more than ten smiling ghosts and a gaunt ghost. Quite a few of my men died..."

It looks like you'll have to rely on yourself tonight...

Actually, I was originally planning to send some people to help you out, but now it seems...

At this point, Huang Lao Er could only let out a sigh.

His tone was somber, clearly indicating that the dozen or so strange creatures that appeared the previous night had caused considerable damage to his temple.

Hearing that only a dozen or so strange creatures were causing the other party a great deal of trouble, Feng Mo raised an eyebrow.

Is the abbot of Huang Temple just making up some excuse to fool him?

If they don't want to come, they don't have to come. They're not related by blood, and he can understand.

But then I thought about it again.

Yesterday morning, after arriving at the Five Stomach Temple, the other party couldn't close their eyes when they saw the wooden trap.

It's obvious that she genuinely likes it, as if she's never seen it before.

That makes sense.

Moreover, the other party was in such a hurry to communicate that they even forgot the proper etiquette, which shows that the matter is true.

Feng Mo looked at his two arrow towers again.

Could it be that I've stumbled upon Versailles?

……

Located in Chang'an County, above the Huanjiang River basin.

Inside the ancestral hall of the Feng family mansion in Shiping.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman looked melancholy.

She was plump and beautiful, and the moment she sat down in the armchair, she exuded the air of a noblewoman.

Below the stage stood four young men and women from prominent families, some handsome and others beautiful.

Min Chunqiu was looking at them, his anger rising:

"Your father and I just left the Feng family to take care of some business, and the house has turned into this mess!"

Once she started talking, she kept nagging and scolding the people in the audience.

Seemingly tired of cursing, he rubbed his temples while drinking the strong tea that his maid had prepared to clear his mind.

On her other side, a middle-aged man remained expressionless, calm and indifferent, his emotions like stagnant water.

It seemed that the woman's insults were insignificant to him, or rather, that the things behind them were not worth his emotional reaction.

Meanwhile, the women's children in the audience seemed completely unconcerned about the woman's scolding.

They cared more about the attitude of the middle-aged man, Feng Shanhe, than about the woman.

"I told you I wanted to stay at home, but you wouldn't... Now look what's happened, my sensible and virtuous third son is gone just like that."

"The struggle for the crown prince position has always been like this." At this moment, Feng Shanhe, sitting on the grand chair, finally spoke. "If he's dead, he's dead."

"You bastard! He's our flesh and blood, how can you be so heartless! Sanzi is such a good kid!"

Now, the child's mother passed away less than a month ago, and now the father has died too. What are we going to do?

Waaaaah—you've really lost your humanity from practicing martial arts!

Min Chunqiu shed tears, his eyes filled with love for his three sons and helplessness about the future of their bloodline.

Min Chunqiu continued his insults, but Feng Shanhe remained unmoved.

He just listened silently, watched silently, or perhaps he was waiting for something.

At that moment, a servant ran in from outside the mansion: "Reporting! Master, Madam, I have news!"

He ran from outside the mansion into the main courtyard, then through the hanging flower gate and across the second courtyard.

He passed through the main courtyard of the third courtyard, the rear courtyard of the fourth courtyard, and finally arrived at the ancestral hall courtyard of the fifth courtyard.

"...The news has arrived!" The servant, clearly an ordinary person, gasped for breath. "The Imperial Temple Envoys from the Huanjiang Town area have all returned!"