My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"Is this the Foundation Establishment Realm?"

Fang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be lightning flashing in the depths of his eyes, shooting out a sharp light, and his aura was completely different.

Before him stood a grayish-brown herb, its light now completely dimmed.

"My physical condition is much stronger than before, and my strength has also reached the 10,000-jin mark."

Fang Yuan clenched his fist. He was now more than ten times stronger than before, but he still felt like something was missing.

The Qi spring has been opened, all the true Qi has been transformed into true essence, the divine consciousness has been condensed, and the physical body has also undergone a transformation...

He met all the conditions for breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Now, he can be considered a Foundation Establishment True Person.

Fang Yuan pondered deeply, carefully sensing the changes in his body, and fell into deep thought.

"I can't coordinate the different parts of my body yet. I have the strength, but I don't have enough control over it."

This is similar to a factory assembly line. All the equipment has been upgraded, and production efficiency has been greatly improved, but it hasn't reached its peak yet because the software hasn't been optimized to be compatible with the new equipment.

"It may take some time to adjust."

As Fang Yuan was thinking this, a phantom blue lotus suddenly appeared in his mind when he broke through and condensed his divine sense.

That magnificent blue lotus still floats above the dantian, occupying half of the world along with the martial arts mark, exuding a powerful aura.

"Let's go out first."

Fang Yuan was worried that his father would be anxious outside if the time was too long, so he left the ancestral hall.

"Why are there so many people outside?"

As soon as Fang Yuan stepped out the door, he saw a huge crowd surrounding the ancestral hall, their eyes filled with intense longing.

"Congratulations on your completion of seclusion, Young Master!"

Many elders of the Fang family, as well as numerous villagers of Fangjia Village, bowed slightly to express their utmost respect.

For a moment, Fang Yuan was somewhat flattered.

He was unaware of the commotion and uproar caused outside during the baptism at the ancestral temple.

"You are all my elders, please don't stand on ceremony."

Fang Yuan strode forward and helped an elderly man to his feet.

Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh...

Several streaks of light suddenly flashed across the sky above Fangjia Village, all originating from deep within the village, each one an old and frail figure.

"I've met the ten most respected elders!"

All the members of the Fang family present, except for Fang Zhongwu, showed respect and bowed when they saw the ten elders.

Fang Zhongwu nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Fang Yuan had never even heard of these ten elders, let alone met them, but it never hurts to be polite.

He was about to bow in greeting when the long-bearded old man at the head of the group reached out and stopped him.

"A handsome and talented young man, truly a fine son of the Fang family," the long-bearded old man praised with a smile, stroking his beard.

Fang Yuan was somewhat at a loss, but still returned the greeting politely, secretly amazed by the strength of these ten elders.

Even after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, he still felt immense pressure from these ten elders.

"At least the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, or even higher," Fang Yuan thought to himself.

The long-bearded old man's strength was the most unfathomable.

When Fang Yuan faced him, it was as if he were a small boat on a vast ocean, which could be swallowed up by the waves at any moment.

"He could very well be a True Lord!"

The long-bearded old man deliberately concealed his aura, making it impossible for Fang Yuan to make an accurate judgment.

"Who dares to intrude upon the ancestral land of my Fang family?"

Suddenly, the long-bearded old man let out a cold snort, his gaze turning to the right. A thunderbolt seemed to flash across the sky, sending a figure flying.

"Please forgive me, senior!"

A weak, panting voice came from somewhere, and then quickly disappeared.

"The mark in my dantian just trembled, as if it had resonated with him."

Fang Yuan tried his best to hide his shock, looking at the long-bearded old man, wanting to ask something, but not daring to speak.

"Your awakened talent is extraordinary. If you have any questions, you can ask your father."

The long-bearded old man, with his keen insight into human nature, took out three talismans engraved with profound runes, as well as a jade pendant.

"When you encounter life-threatening situations while training outside, just activate a talisman to ensure your safety."

The long-bearded old man gestured to the nine people behind him and said, "This is a gift from ten old men to you."

"This jade pendant was acquired in my early years. It has the power to ward off evil spirits and protect you from harm."

"This junior, Fang Yuan, thanks all the venerable elders." Fang Yuan bowed and expressed his gratitude.

One should not refuse to show respect to elders.

The long-bearded elder nodded slightly, turned around, and transformed into a stream of light, departing. The other elders did the same.

It seemed as if they had come specifically to deliver something to Fang Yuan.

"Everyone, you can all leave now."

Fang Zhongwu's authoritative voice rang out, dispersing the gathered crowd.

"Father, these ten elders are really generous; they gave us such a big gift as soon as we met."

Back in the country cottage, with only Fang Zhongwu and his son Fang Yuan inside, the atmosphere became relaxed and casual.

Fang Yuan had already put the milky white jade given to him by the long-bearded old man around his neck. It did indeed have a cool sensation that covered his whole body and made his mind clear.

"I haven't forgotten, here you go!"

Fang Zhongwu could easily tell that his son was hinting at something, so he immediately took out a spatial ring.

"Thank you, Dad."

Fang Yuan happily put on the ring, showing no intention of returning the Qiankun bag.

"Using the spatial ring, you only need to release a wisp of your divine consciousness into it to establish a bond with it."

The Qiankun Bag requires blood recognition to bind its owner, while the spatial ring allows one to retrieve items using divine sense, making it significantly safer and more advanced.

Both are used in a similar way; you can take them out and put them away at will with just a thought.

"Even with the spatial ring, you still need to put away the Qiankun bag, otherwise it will be too conspicuous," Fang Zhongwu advised.

Fang Yuan smiled and agreed, then inquired about the situation of the Ten Elders.

"The Ten Elders are the ten most powerful and senior members of our Fang family who have made great contributions and have retired from public life."

"They hold supreme prestige in their ancestral homeland, are the guardians of the ancestral hall, and are also the guardian deities of our Fang family."

Fang Zhongwu remarked with a touch of melancholy, "They are true hermits; even the people living in Fangjia Village rarely see them."

"I first met them on the day I inherited the position of head of the family."

Fang Yuan knew that the elders were all very strong, but he didn't expect their status to be so high.

"You have awakened the martial arts mark, and they value you highly, so they have made a public appearance to support you."

Fang Yuan grasped the key point and asked, "What exactly is a martial arts mark?"

Fang Zhongwu pondered for a moment and explained simply, "You can understand it as, martial arts marks represent extremely high talent."

"In the past five thousand years, no more than one palm's worth of people in our Fang family have been able to awaken the martial arts mark."

"So rare?" Fang Yuan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Otherwise, how could you have alarmed the Ten Elders and earned the utmost respect from so many of your clansmen?"

Few members of the Fang family truly understand the martial arts imprint; only a very few, those of high seniority and status, know a thing or two about it.

However, most people can judge the level of talent by looking at the pillar of light emanating from the ancestral hall.

In the past thousand years, only Fang Yuan has been able to make the beam of light shoot out more than ninety feet.

"Is this considered a mark of martial arts?"