My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

Back in the inner city, the environment was much better, the roads were much wider, and few people would openly act recklessly here.

This place is home to many high-ranking officials, wealthy merchants, powerful figures, and talented individuals from prominent families; it is truly a place where hidden talents abound.

After having his servants deliver the pig iron to the blacksmith's shop, Fang Yuan and his many disciples returned to the Fang family home and first went to the mission hall to hand over their missions.

Fang Man did not return this time. He has now reached the ninth level of the Acquired Realm and wants to gain more experience and break through to the Innate Realm as soon as possible.

"Young Master!"

When the maid Xiao Zi and the others saw Fang Yuan's figure from afar, they immediately stepped forward to bow and showed respect.

"The young master's divine might is invincible; he will surely return in triumph this time."

Fang Yuan lay back in his chair, eating the grapes a maid fed him, and said with a smile, "What if I lose?"

"The young master will definitely not lose!"

Faced with such a death question, Xiao Zi smiled slightly and replied charmingly.

"Deliver this jade bottle to Miss Ke'er." Fang Yuan gently stroked Xiao Zi's delicate nose.

When he broke through to the Innate Realm last time, his cheap father gave him three Qi Condensation Pills.

He still had two left, which he didn't really need, so he decided to give them to Ke'er and Fang Man.

"Also, give the order to reward the foreman and helpers who transported the pig iron this time," Fang Yuan instructed.

Xiao Zi made a mental note of it and quickly left the courtyard, demonstrating strong execution ability.

"To break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, one also needs to perceive the world through the spiritual realm and condense divine consciousness."

Fang Yuan looked up at the sky, seemingly lost in thought, but in reality he was holding a book of his family patriarch's martial arts insights, pondering his future path of cultivation.

He who does not plan for the long term is not fit to plan for the short term.

He is now only one step away from the Foundation Establishment Realm, so he must think things through carefully and make thorough preparations.

"I still need to ask my father if there is a suitable cultivation method that can help me condense my divine sense."

The Xuanming Heart Sutra does not involve the cultivation of mental power; the area of ​​spiritual consciousness is still a blind spot in Fang Yuan's martial arts.

Having a family head as a father means there's no need to painstakingly search for suitable cultivation techniques and martial arts skills in the library; you can just ask directly.

"You still have some respect for me, kid."

Mr. Fang feigned annoyance and said sternly, "You've been back for half a day and haven't even greeted me or told me about your experience at Luowu Mountain."

"You know perfectly well what's going on with me at Luowu Mountain," Fang Yuan said with a smile.

"Let's get down to business. Did you come here to inquire about opening up your acupoints or about concentrating your divine sense?"

Fang Zhongwu's words clearly revealed that he was very familiar with Fang Yuan's cultivation status.

"The main point is to concentrate one's spiritual consciousness, but I don't have the corresponding cultivation method."

Fang Yuan was not surprised at all by this.

Upon hearing his son admit it himself, Fang Zhongwu's expression suddenly turned serious.

"What forbidden technique are you practicing now? Why is your cultivation level improving so rapidly?"

Fang Zhongwu was afraid that Fang Yuan would go to extremes and prematurely exhaust his physical potential to practice forbidden techniques that would have quick results.

He had gained experience outside in his early years and had seen many core disciples of major sects, but none of them had made such rapid progress in their cultivation.

It had only been about a month since I returned from the Qingyun Sect trial, and my cultivation level had jumped several levels, which was quite astonishing.

"Father, please rest assured, I have not practiced any forbidden techniques."

Knowing the powerlessness of words, Fang Yuan immediately revealed his cultivation level, the true energy surrounding him was extremely condensed.

Fang Zhongwu narrowed his eyes slightly and, upon careful perception, discovered that Fang Yuan had opened up 103 acupoints, which surprised him once again.

"A tree in the forest will surely be felled by the wind."

After a long pause, Fang Zhongwu came to his senses. He was happy for Fang Yuan's progress in martial arts, but at the same time, he was also worried.

"When you're out and about, be careful. If you have to take action, go all out and leave no survivors."

A genius who doesn't grow up is just a genius.

He had seen too many unparalleled geniuses perish at the hands of true powerhouses; sometimes, the halo of genius was more like a deadly curse.

"I will follow my father's teachings."

Fang Zhongwu nodded slightly and took out a cultivation manual from under his desk. It was called the Soul Technique, indicating that he had prepared it a long time ago.

"As I said before, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to come and ask me."

into the night.

Fang Yuan used the starlight to practice the Myriad Star Fist, his figure flashing back and forth in the courtyard.

With the help of the fifth leader of Qinggang Village outside the city, he honed his martial arts skills and made significant progress, faintly touching the threshold of the peak.

The fully mastered Myriad Star Fist has already begun to show its power, capable of drawing upon the internal energy the moment the fist is thrown, like a falling meteor.

When one cultivates to the peak or even perfection, one can unleash several times the power with a single strike, and the true energy unleashed will not diminish, making its power unpredictable.

As is well known, the true energy of the Innate Realm can condense into various shapes, and can even leave the body to injure people, but there are always distance limitations.

Often, beyond ten meters, the destructive power of true qi will be greatly reduced, and it is necessary to attach true qi to the object in order to maintain its effectiveness.

The Myriad Stars Fist can clearly break this constraint and make one invincible in the same realm.

After cultivating for a while, Fang Yuan returned to his room and began to comprehend the Soul Technique.

Fang Yuan was somewhat unfamiliar with the cultivation methods for spiritual power, but all methods lead to the same goal.

"No wonder cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage can manipulate the surrounding spiritual energy; it turns out they use their divine sense as a bridge."

Fang Yuan quickly became immersed in the cultivation of the Soul Technique. He could clearly feel the spirit in his mind rhythmically pulsating.

After a night of cultivation.

Fang Yuan did not feel tired or sleepy at all; on the contrary, he felt that his mental strength was slightly stronger.

"At this rate, it will take too long to condense one's divine consciousness."

Fang Yuan pondered whether the cultivation he had gained from a year of arduous training in the Heavenly Origin Realm was sufficient to cultivate spiritual power.

He was somewhat uncertain.

Before this, improving one's cultivation level could indeed enhance one's mental strength to some extent, but only to a very limited degree.

"We'll know in a couple of days."

After breakfast, Fang Yuan instructed his servants not to disturb him and sat cross-legged in his room to cultivate.

Add some points!

[You have cultivated diligently for a year, breaking through three barriers in succession, resulting in partial enhancement of your physical body, but there has been no substantial breakthrough in your cultivation level for the time being.]

This script is no different from the last one.

However, the person involved clearly felt that the changes in his body were in his arms, waist, and abdomen, where a warm current flowed through them.

As one constraint was broken, he felt as if he were soaking in a hot spring, feeling incredibly comfortable.

"The Quchi, Mingmen, and Qihai acupoints have all been breached!"

At this moment, Fang Yuan's body was like a small vortex, with every cell greedily absorbing the spiritual energy that roamed between heaven and earth.

"It seems I'll be able to open all 108 hidden acupoints in my body tomorrow," Fang Yuan said excitedly.

In the afternoon, Fang Yuan, having finished his arduous cultivation, intended to summon Xiao Zi to enjoy life and make arrangements.

But alas, they couldn't find anyone.

"Lady Xiao Zi has gone out; she seems to be busy with something," the maid replied respectfully.

Fang Yuan frowned slightly. Xiao Zi had served him for many years and was a very well-behaved person. She would never disappear without leaving a message.