The Legend of Fangren

"You brat, I'm asking if you have any introspective feelings, not if you're drunk," Qu Yang said, slapping the table.

Don't be fooled by its clear and refreshing taste; the ingredients are genuine spirits. You won't feel anything when you drink it, but the effects will kick in shortly.

But Fang Shi shook his head upon hearing this: "Master, I don't feel anything."

Do you remember when he discovered he had a big appetite that morning?

Yes, he hadn't eaten much all afternoon since delivering fish to Hezi at noon. He had only picked about twenty fruits from the vegetable garden, so he was starving right now.

A pot of wine... just a drop in the ocean.

"All right."

Qu Yang could tell that this kid could really drink, both in terms of alcohol and spiritual energy.

He immediately channeled his energy out of his body, which then transformed into fine wine.

"Young man, drink as much as you want, all you can eat!"

"Yes, Master!"

This time, Fang Shi took the initiative to pick up the wine gourd and chugged it down!

Half an hour later.

"Master, is there any more...?"

Seeing that Qu Yang was a little unsteady on his feet, Fang Shi asked weakly.

Qu Yang gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the table: "How many stomachs do you even have?!"

"Oh, Master, I just went to pee."

Is this the crux of the problem?

Qu Yang picked the kid up, looked him over from left to right, and shook him vigorously, exclaiming in exasperation, "You drank all my wine!"

"Hmm..." Fang Shi seemed to understand but not quite.

Master, I don't think that's the main point of the problem.

He quickly thought of something and said, "Master, I think perhaps the profound energy you gave me was too gentle, causing my body to absorb it directly."

To put it simply: Master, be a little rougher, otherwise I won't feel anything.

"...Didn't I say this profound energy can't last long...hiss."

Qu Yang was about to reprimand him, but upon sensing the distribution of the surrounding Xuan Qi, he gasped in shock.

"You're really something else, kid."

It is said that the profound energy he infused into the wine was the profound energy of the outer heavens. After being refined and infused into the wine three times, it already bore his mark.

This kind of profound energy enters the body and is very gentle and will not harm the body, at least not this young man's body. Then it will be exhaled as turbid energy through the internal circulation.

However, after several rounds of drinks... and more than three rounds, this young man still did not release a single trace of his profound energy. Judging from his expression, he was in high spirits and his spiritual light was becoming increasingly radiant.

"Master..."

Fang Shi looked at himself, clenched his fist, and seemed to realize the situation as well.

After drinking the wine, instead of becoming intoxicated, I felt warm all over, my blood and energy flowed smoothly, and I felt very strong.

So Qu Yang looked at him, and he looked at Qu Yang in return.

As he looked at it, perhaps thinking of the taste of fine wine, a few drops of saliva involuntarily dripped from the corner of his mouth.

This startled Qu Yang so much that even with his sixth-level cultivation, he was so shocked that he took half a step back.

"What are you thinking, you brat?!"

"Uh, Master, please don't misunderstand. I just think that Master's wine smells so good... no, Master's wine smells so good."

"alright."

Qu Yang stood up abruptly, and with the air of a master, he said, "It's getting late. You should go back to your room and rest. I'm out of wine today, so I'll have to go to bed early too."

Pshaw, you old drunkard.

In a flash, Fang Shi felt that Qu Yang had flown away in a panic, so he could only pat his stomach and return to his own house.

He had a lot on his mind despite the short distance.

For example, the wine smells very good, and so does the master.

He began to take alcohol seriously again. Perhaps the alcohol in the Xuan Realm was different from that in his previous life. In his previous life, his body was weak, and drinking alcohol would harm his health. He couldn't afford to waste his meager lifespan of a hundred years.

This Xuan Realm wine may be different from alcohol, as it is free from the influence of Xuan Qi and tastes more like a unique beverage.

Could it be that the wine in this world is really a good thing? After all, he showed no signs of being drunk at all, at most he was a little hot, so he just opened the second-floor window to let in some fresh air.

"Ah~ hiccup~ The starry sky is truly dazzling tonight... uh..."

Bang!

Before he could even express his poetic inspiration after drinking, Fang Shi suddenly lost consciousness and fell headfirst out of the window, landing on the bricks in front of the door, where he fell fast asleep.

The aftereffects of this wine are truly potent.

In the darkness...

Where did this come from?

In another dark and empty place, Fang Shi thought he had entered a state of inner vision after falling asleep, but when he looked down, what he saw was not the veins and blood vessels he had seen before, but a naked body, like a newborn baby.

He couldn't help but recall what his master had said about the Yin-Yang Mystery, and now, upon seeing it, could this be his Yin-Yang Mystery?

Sensing this, he seemed to feel something, and the chaos around him seemed to have a distinction between yin and yang. The yang energy was drawn in, causing his yang-xuan form to radiate light, like the sun shining in the sky.

In the void before him, only gloom and desolation remained, dark and cold, like an icy pool or a cold spring, refreshing and gentle on the face.

"Yin Xuan Xiang..."

Following the unseen guidance in his heart, Fang Shi suddenly felt something strange in his hands. A force was driving him to stretch out his hands and immerse them in the darkness before him.

Invisible, silent, disordered, in a daze, he suddenly found his hands stuck in a boundless pool of black mud, and he didn't know when he had become kneeling, slowly sinking into the mud.

A feeling of suffocation rose in his heart and stung his brain. Even though he had no idea whether this was a test or some other accident, his composure did not disappear.

This situation is quite uncomfortable.

He didn't know where he was. Was it the sea of ​​consciousness often mentioned in cultivation novels? Or something else? In any case, if this was somewhere in his body, he definitely wouldn't like it.

The black mud had already bound his limbs, but as his mind calmed down, the power in his palms became increasingly apparent.

The next moment, his right arm suddenly rose up, breaking through the black mud. He raised his palm high, and the patterns on it shone brightly. A square phantom suddenly enlarged, covering hundreds of meters in all directions.

"untie!"

With a loud shout, all the black mud shrouded in the phantom instantly dissipated and returned to chaos.

Fang Shi's other four limbs were finally freed.

At this moment, he felt something strange in his left hand. What he had been unable to understand for many days was finally clearly felt at this moment.

"change!"

The left palm supports the sky, its square pattern shimmering, encompassing heaven and earth, clarifying order, and separating yin and yang.

In an instant, amidst the chaotic void of the cube-shaped shadows, yin descended to become solid earth, and yang rose to become void heaven, thus revealing the boundaries of the four directions and forming the pattern of heaven and earth.

"I see, is that so!"

Clenching his hands tightly, Fang Shi finally understood that the power of dissolving and transforming was not only in his right hand, but rather corresponded by separation and combination, with each side located on the left and right.

The right hand decomposes, the left hand synthesizes – that's the complete ability of a blocky human.

Looking at it this way, could this square platform be the so-called spiritual platform?

Then what about his Yin Xuan form...? Huh? When did he get a green book on his left hand? It looks so familiar.

"Let me see what's going on."

He had actually guessed a little, but in his excitement, he wanted to keep a surprise for himself.

Wow, it really is you, Book of Knowledge!!!

It is that book that records the knowledge of many items and block recipes!

Now look what's happened. Everyone else's natal weapon is a sword, spear, or halberd, but his is just a book... You don't even need to think to know he'll be ridiculed.

But—laugh, laugh all you want.

Anyway, no one laughed as loudly as him.

Hahahaha!!!