My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"The baptism has begun!"

Fang Zhongwu stood guard outside the ancestral hall.

His eyes were fixed on the beam of light piercing through the air above the ancestral hall, and he was even more nervous than Fang Yuan himself.

"A century of trials and tribulations has reached the limit that you can withstand now."

When Fang Zhongwu was young, he traveled extensively, venturing beyond the Great Zhou Dynasty and even into the lands of a hundred kingdoms.

He knew of some of the direct descendants of major lineages, as well as families with histories spanning tens of thousands of years.

Before a disciple establishes their foundation, they will undergo various methods to cleanse their marrow and refine their body, hoping to reveal their best talents during the breakthrough.

Fang Zhongwu had been preparing for this day for a long time.

"If the pillar of light can reach seven zhang high, Yuan'er's talent is already top-notch, and this opportunity will not be wasted."

Entering the ancestral hall to receive baptism does not mean that everyone enjoys the same amount of resources.

The ancestral temple will send down auspicious light, automatically detecting the talents and potential of those who are baptized.

Those with higher talent and potential can absorb more energy, resulting in better marrow cleansing and body tempering effects that last longer.

Otherwise, the opposite is true.

Over the years, many geniuses have entered the ancestral hall, but very few have truly been able to enjoy and digest the accumulation of a century of knowledge.

The remaining energy will be stored in the ancestral hall.

"It's already over seven zhang, it's reached nine zhang!"

Fang Zhongwu kept a close eye on the changes in the beam of light, his expression shifting from calm to surprise, and then to deep shock.

"The beam of light didn't stop; it kept increasing, and its speed was getting faster and faster."

The pillar of light that shot out from the ancestral hall paused for a moment after reaching a height of nine zhang, then rose rapidly like an elevator to the clouds.

The commotion at the ancestral hall alerted all the clansmen in Fangjia Village!

Not only that, but even the surrounding towns can be vaguely seen.

In the distance, a beam of light shot into the sky, magnificent and imposing, seemingly surrounded by auspicious beasts, exuding grandeur.

"For so many years, our Fang family ancestral hall has never experienced such good fortune."

An elderly man stared blankly at the scene before him, his eyes slightly red, tears streaming down his face.

"Our Fang family will prosper!" someone exclaimed excitedly.

The powerful members of the Fang family, who had been living in seclusion in this area, sighed, "Fang Lian's defeat was not unjust."

"He is the undisputed leader of the younger generation, and no one can rival him."

Outsiders cannot see the interior of the ancestral hall.

However, the pillar of light represents the outward manifestation of the inner creation, while its height roughly measures the talent of the person being baptized.

"It's a full ninety-one zhang long!"

After the beam of light had completely calmed down, a faint purple light flashed in Fang Zhongwu's eyes, confirming the height at which the beam of light had stopped.

"With over a thousand years of accumulated experience in the ancestral hall, Yuan'er's talent has far exceeded my expectations," Fang Zhongwu exclaimed.

Centuries or thousands of years is just a measure, not a complete representation of years.

Just like a precious medicine that has been around for thousands of years, it mainly describes the powerful medicinal properties of the precious medicine.

It does not simply mean that the precious medicine has existed for more than a thousand years; it may be longer or shorter.

The ancestral hall has been blessed by generations of powerful members of the Fang family, enjoying the blessings of incense and faith, and absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.

The amount of energy accumulated throughout the year varies at different times.

Fang Zhongwu now has reason to be suspicious.

The ancestral hall has withstood the test of time for over a thousand years, but not the entire area.

After all, the speed at which that beam of light soared was simply astonishing.

"Immediately have all Foundation Establishment level and above experts in the village disperse to guard different areas and strictly control the entry and exit of personnel."

Fang Zhongwu's expression turned serious, and he immediately issued the order.

……

"So comfortable."

Inside the ancestral hall, Fang Yuan remained seated cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Rays of light descended from the sky and landed on him.

His consciousness was exceptionally clear, his spirit was relaxed, and he felt as if he were soaking in a hot spring, experiencing physical and mental bliss.

"The true energy within my body is gradually transforming into true essence."

Before long, Fang Yuan's consciousness sank, and he noticed the changes within his body.

The originally dense, misty true energy gradually descended, falling continuously like raindrops.

As more and more "raindrops" accumulated in the dantian, they gradually converged into a pool of water, containing enormous energy.

at the same time.

A thunderous sound seemed to resound within his dantian, and a small, dried-up pool of water was carved out at its bottom, into which true essence surged.

"Foundation Establishment cultivators will open up a Qi Spring in their Dantian to accommodate True Essence, which is much larger than True Qi."

Fang Yuan focused intently on guiding his true essence to the Qi Spring, and the true essence above, which had turned into rain, would also fall down.

"Next is to focus your divine sense."

The true qi within the acupoints is transformed into true essence, which initially requires the guidance of divine consciousness.

Rumble...

But Fang Yuan noticed something was amiss.

The faint rumbling of thunder within his dantian continued unabated, and just a moment ago, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

The dantian is the foundation of a cultivator, and no uncontrollable factors can be allowed to exist there.

As the thunderous sound grew louder, the dense, misty true energy was occasionally accompanied by flashes of lightning, causing the jade cup to shrink to the side.

At the same time.

Inside the ancestral hall.

The ancient talismans and Daoist charms surrounding Fang Yuan increased, and the interwoven patterns on the walls became even more compact and complex.

Most notably, there was a mark on his head made of interwoven lightning and ancient runes.

It seemed to contain countless heavenly thunderbolts and burial soil, with corpses scattered everywhere, awe-inspiring and mysterious.

At this moment, the commotion outside the ancestral hall was even greater than inside.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, gloomy as water, and every now and then there were deafening thunderclaps, flashes of lightning, and the wind seemed to be howling.

The monsters and poultry kept in Fangjia Village were all trembling in the corner.

The dark clouds that were looming over the village seemed to be expanding, which made many powerful figures hidden outside Fangjia Village tremble.

"Martial Arts Mark!"

Fang Zhongwu looked up at the sky, where pillars of light and lightning intertwined, and the Daoist aura they emanated was very familiar to him.

"Yuan'er has condensed a martial arts imprint!"

At this moment, Fang Zhongwu's pupils dilated, his heart was filled with excitement, and he could no longer hide the joy on his face.

Within his dantian.

There are three spherical objects, like planets, orbiting each other. One of them shines the brightest, radiating golden light, like a small sun.

Even though it was as bright as a small sun, it still couldn't compare to the mark above, which was like the Lord of Ten Thousand Thunders, wielding the laws of heaven and earth and suppressing everything.

This mark was strikingly similar to the mark on Fang Yuan's head.

"Having just stepped into the Foundation Establishment stage, he has already condensed a martial arts imprint. His talent is almost demonic, and I'm afraid even heaven and earth would find it hard to tolerate."

Fang Zhongwu stared blankly at the mark, muttering to himself.

"roll!"

Fang Zhongwu sensed that outsiders wanted to spy on the ancestral hall, and shouted in a low voice, his voice as loud as thunder, striking straight to the depths of the soul.

"Such astonishing cultivation! We must not provoke them!"

Several late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators in the shadows were shaken for a moment, and dared not release their divine senses again, retreating repeatedly.

"A strange phenomenon has appeared in the sky; surely an unparalleled genius has broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage."

About a hundred miles away, an old man in white robes stared at the dark clouds above Fangjia Village that were intertwined with lightning, and said in a low voice.

The commotion outside the ancestral hall lasted for about fifteen minutes.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the pillar of light that had shot into the sky also disappeared into the ancestral hall.

"it's over."

Fang Zhongwu breathed a sigh of relief.

The strange phenomenon dissipated, indicating that the person inside had broken through to a higher level.

But he still felt that something was wrong; he couldn't sense the energy, and it seemed that the duration and range were insufficient...

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