Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 31 Offering sacrifices and recruiting sons-in-law to enter the Dao (4.7 thousand words)
The book records that when immortals enter the Dao and refine their essence, they place great importance on the primordial essence and primordial yang, requiring it to be pure and undefiled.

Only when one has cultivated true qi and entered the realm of Qi Refining Immortal can one be truly unrestrained, even using techniques such as sexual cultivation, yin-yang harmony, or harming others for personal gain to aid one's own cultivation.

Fang Shu is devoted to the Dao in this life. His natural talent and aptitude are ordinary. He would never get involved in such matters between men and women during the stage of entering the Dao and refining essence, so as not to damage any of his potential.

If you want to get involved, you have to do it when you reach the Qi Refining stage. At that time, you can cultivate and enjoy yourself at the same time!

His sudden and abrupt departure caught Dou Sufu, who was inside the paper house, off guard.

The other person stared blankly at the closed paper door, and whether it was because of the pill or something else, their mind instantly cleared up.

Immediately afterwards, her face turned even redder than when she had been teasing Fang Shu; it was a deep red of shame.

Dou Sufu lowered her face and buried it in her chest, looking just like a hen with her head stuck in her chest.

"Shameless," she muttered to herself.

"What a slutty hussy!"

But once she recovered, perhaps due to the effects of the alcohol, she stared blankly at the two bowls on the low table, then stroked her fair and smooth cheeks, murmuring:
"A beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen, her body as soft as butter... Is Brother Fang talking about me?"

She's not even a 38-year-old woman, she's just a 48-year-old beauty.

Suddenly, an indescribable sense of smugness, mixed with shame, filled her heart, making her feel hot all over and a kind of tingling, startling sensation.

the other side.

After Fang Shu took his leave, he did not return directly to the dojo, but instead went to find the talisman master Li Yuan and inquired about him.

What made him feel down was that what the talisman master Li Yuan said was almost exactly the same as what Dou Sufu had said.

In short, he wanted to bring his second uncle back, and to bring him back ahead of schedule. Money alone was not enough; he also needed magical powers. Otherwise, he would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den, and he might even perish in the mine.

Even if one is only a first-stage immortal, one still doesn't have complete confidence and has to take some risks.

Talisman Master Li Yuan also offered words of comfort:
"Don't worry, child. Your second uncle is a water rat in the Chinese zodiac, just wait patiently for him to come back."

Now that you've sold all your belongings and are financially secure, I'll ask someone to tell your second uncle to take good care of himself.

Fang Shu pondered Dou Sufu and the talisman master Li Yuan's instructions, and sighed softly in his heart:

"Both of them said the same thing, so it seems that this is indeed the case and there is no falsehood."

Immediately, a sense of urgency rose in his heart!
He must successfully transcend the tribulation and refine his essence within half a year to become a first-stage immortal, and then bring his second uncle back.

Otherwise, if my second uncle's term of service were to expire and he were to have no magical artifacts to protect him, who knows what might happen.

"No," Fang Shu muttered to himself again.

"Not more than half a year, but half a year. I have at most half a year left!"

More than a month has passed since my second uncle left town to work in the mines. This period of time should also be taken into account!

Filled with a sense of urgency, he strode back to the Dugu Pavilion.

for the rest of the time.

Fang Shu continued his ascetic practice, showing no sign of relaxing even after resolving Cheng Guanzi's problem.

He could be said to have worked even harder, no less so than the ascetic youth in the temple.

For a time, he and the ascetic youth took turns ensuring that the lights in the training hall of the Dugu Pavilion never went out for even a single day.

As a result, even the headmaster would occasionally glance at the two of them, and some disciples were also inspired by them to work harder than before.

Of course, their diligence also attracted a lot of gossip from the other disciples, who disliked them quite a bit:

"Working day and night without rest, aren't you afraid of ruining your health?"

"It's as if only these two people in the entire institution know about ascetic practices!"

"That's right. Junior Sister Qin Min, who hasn't been in the academy for long, wouldn't be so fake in her studies."

Fang Shu ignored these remarks.

He knew that if he didn't work hard to strengthen his body, and something bad happened, he would be letting himself down, and even more so, his second uncle, Yu Le!

However, Fang Shu would occasionally relax and not be like a wooden doll, only knowing how to practice his skills and burn blood.

This day.

Li Hou'er found him again, full of enthusiasm, and called out, "Come on, Brother Fang! Let's go see the fun!"

Fang Shu slowly finished his practice, looked at the other person curiously, and did not refuse.

Li Hou'er said with envy, "Today, the Taoist temple has received offerings from major merchants from the market, and there are even people looking for sons-in-law."

Upon further inquiry, Fang Shu learned that the merchants in Guling Town and the various brothels had a relationship somewhat similar to that of "gangsters protecting their territory."

Merchants would invite strong and powerful immortals who had entered the Daoist path at the first tribulation or above from various Taoist temples to help maintain order. Occasionally, they would also need the deities to help escort goods, suppress monsters, and so on.

In return, the merchants would provide financial assistance to the deities at the Taoist temple, paying them with talismans, or even covering all their expenses, including food, clothing, lodging, medicine, and incantations.

Among them, the young men most favored by merchants will be recruited as daughters-in-law or sons-in-law.

Among the merchants who came to the Dugu Pavilion today, several brought young men and women.

They claimed they came to broaden their horizons, but in reality, they just wanted to see if there were any promising young men in the Dugu Pavilion worthy of marriage proposals or betrothals.

That's why Li Hou'er is so envious and excited today.

However, neither he nor Fang Shu had yet entered the Dao, and their natural talents and aptitudes were not particularly outstanding; they could mostly only join in the fun.

Not only did the two of them intend to join in the fun, but the other disciples in the training hall were also excitedly heading out of the hall in groups.

Soon.

The hall was then empty except for the young man who was practicing diligently. He remained unmoved, engrossed in his training, and completely oblivious to the other miscellaneous matters in the hall.

Fang Shu sometimes admires this person's unwavering willpower!

But soon, the disciples who had rushed out of the dojo returned to the hall in a noisy commotion.

It turned out that the merchants had requested that the disciples demonstrate their qi, blood, muscles, and bones in the training hall.

Among them, the immortals who had entered the Dao from the Dugu Pavilion appeared in front of Fang Shu and the others in a fairly complete manner for the first time in several months, with more than ten of them.

These immortals who have entered the Dao, regardless of gender, are all physically strong, have a fierce temperament, and sharp eyes. They are completely different from Fang Shu and his group of chicks.

They stood out from the crowd, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, and casually sized up Fang Shu and the others.

The most obvious example is a man and a woman dressed in fine clothes and adorned with gold and jade.

One of the female immortals, wearing a gold hairpin, frowned and said:

"The disciples the dojo has taken in this year are of such poor quality. They all don't know how to take care of their health and look impoverished, as if they are using up their potential to hone their skills."

Upon hearing this, the male immortal with jade pendants shook his head and chuckled softly:

“Fu Shi’er, do you think everyone is like you and me, with family support behind us, and can have no shortage of pills and food?”
You really are like someone who doesn't know the meaning of meat porridge.

The female immortal, who was called "Fu Shi'er", glared at the male immortal and scolded, "Qu Yan, shut your dog mouth. No one will think you are mute."

The male immortal shrugged and simply said, "Having Junior Sister Qin Min this year is already a blessing for our dojo."

Upon hearing this, the female immortal's brows relaxed, and she nodded in agreement.

These words caused a slight disturbance in Fang Shu and the others, but no one uttered a sound.

Soon, the merchants in the market began to chat with these Taoist immortals, asking them all sorts of questions.

Fang Shu and his group discovered that although many Daoist immortals had come today, only two of them were interested in vying for offerings.

As for the others, it's unclear whether they already had official positions or were just there to make a show of it.

Surrounded by Fang Shu and others.

The two immortals who had entered the Dao each demonstrated a scene of thunderous voices, swift movements, and condensed qi and blood, and without much effort, they each accepted a position of worship.

One of them caught the eye of a merchant who wanted to marry the woman beside him, but she politely declined. Amidst the lively atmosphere, the merchants didn't leave after finishing their business; instead, they took the opportunity to cultivate relationships with other Daoist immortals.

Their gazes would occasionally fall on the disciples who had not yet entered the path, causing the disciples being watched to straighten their chests and try their best to show their best side.

Li Hou'er, standing next to Fang Shu, was one such example.

Ever since he entered the hall, this fellow had been standing tall and proud, but his body was so thin that he looked like a stick, which was somewhat comical.

Fang Shu was also glanced at by the merchants, but he was not particularly surprised, just like everyone else.

Just when everyone thought that all of them had no chance, a merchant suddenly walked to a corner and took the initiative to ask the person in the corner.

Because it was too far away and there were many people talking in the hall, Fang Shu couldn't hear the voices from the other side very clearly.

But all he knew was that soon cheers and jeers would erupt in the hall:
"Now, Senior Brother Shi won't have to worry about making a living anymore."

"This twice-cooked pork has actually caught other people's eye!"

The only person in the hall who was spoken to was the young man who had been diligently cultivating day and night.

The other person had a resolute expression and remained relatively calm even when faced with the favor of merchants and their advance investment, though his expression was somewhat wooden.

Fang Shu finally learned the name of the ascetic youth from the conversations of the people around him.

This person's surname is Shi, and his given name is "Hou".

This was the fifth time the other person had entered the dojo to train, so he was given the nickname "twice-cooked pork".

The first four times, the other party had to leave the school to find work because of insufficient tuition fees, and could only return to study after saving up enough money.

Therefore, Shi Hou's age has been delayed, and he is now 21 years old, lacking potential.

Li Hou'er clicked his tongue and said, "It seems that Shi Hou won't need to run between the mine and the dojo anymore."

"A mine?" Fang Shu raised an eyebrow.

Upon further inquiry, he learned that the other party was able to accumulate the dojo's tuition fees through mining. Therefore, whenever he needed money and left the dojo, Shi Hou would go to the mine to mine.

Sometimes, it takes a year of mining to earn enough to attend the dojo middle school for just one month.

Even the owner of the private school knew this person, which is why he allowed the other party to pay for cultivation every month.

The reason why it is favored by merchants today is not because of its hard work today, which makes it stand out and catches the attention of merchants.

The merchants had long known that there was such a "stubborn stone" in the Dugu Pavilion, and finally someone came to appreciate it today.

Having learned all this, Fang Shuxin sighed again: "Such resolute talent can emerge from a mere institution. I should follow in their footsteps."

He then stopped paying attention to the lively atmosphere in the hall and turned away.

However, unlike some of his disciples, he did not rush to put on a show of diligence and hard work, hoping to win favor in the hopes of gaining attention.

Fang Shu walked out of the training hall alone and headed towards the bathhouse and medicine hall, intending to use this free time to take care of some miscellaneous matters so that he could prepare for the arduous training in the second half of the day.

Before long, he took a quick bath and appeared at the entrance of the pharmacy, feeling refreshed.

The other disciples were probably still joining in the fun. The medicine hall, which used to be bustling with disciples, was practically deserted today, let alone having a queue.

However, when Fang Shu entered the courtyard of the medicine shop, he still saw a figure walking out of the medicine shop.

The other party was agile and had a ponytail. She was a female disciple, and from head to toe, she looked energetic and full of vitality.

Such a sight made her otherwise average appearance suddenly appear exceptional, truly possessing bright eyes and white teeth, and a captivating charm!
Fang Shu happened to know this person.

So he smiled politely, nodded to the other person, and greeted her: "Qin Bao'er."

That's right, this person was Qin Min, the female disciple who received the insect-based martial arts training at the same time as him and who was introduced to the dojo by him.

The female disciple Qin Min paused in her steps.

But when she looked at Fang Shu, she not only didn't nod in response, but instead frowned slightly and calmly stated:

"Fellow Daoist, please call me 'Qin Min'."

The courtyard was quiet.

Although Qin Min's words sounded very polite, they immediately froze Fang Shu's polite smile.

Even though he was still young and full of vigor, Fang Shu felt a little ashamed, and his face turned slightly red.

Fortunately, there was no one around, no one laughed at him, and the feeling of shame only flashed through his mind for a moment before disappearing.

Fang Shu controlled his blood and qi, his face calm, and quietly stepped aside.

Seeing that he had made way for her, Qin Min didn't even glance at him again and walked straight out of the pharmacy.

Lingering in place, Fang Shu followed the direction the other person had gone and found a man and a woman waiting for Qin Min outside the courtyard.

The men and women were all dressed in luxurious clothes, adorned with gold and silver, and their belongings all possessed a rather elegant style.

They were the two immortal cultivators, male and female, who had entered the Dao in the cultivation hall, and they took the initiative to greet Qin Min, being very polite.

Qin Min also left with the couple, chatting and laughing.

Look back.

Fang Shu's face remained expressionless.

He simply let out a long breath, then his face hardened, and he turned and went into the pharmacy to buy the medicines he needed.

Then, not long after...

Fang Shu then understood why Qin Min was on the road, too lazy to even greet him, and why she specifically corrected his form of address.

This woman, having entered the temple less than three months ago, has already entered the Dao and refined her essence, becoming an immortal!

This news was not revealed by the academy owner, nor was it witnessed by anyone personally.

Rather, it was based on the treatment she received at the Taoist temple and the attitudes of the Taoist immortals towards her that people deduced.

Many people are speculating that this woman is either blessed with a special physique or possesses a so-called "spiritual root".

Otherwise, without the aid of good medicine, the other party's cultivation speed would never have been so fast, and he would have gained the great favor of the sect leader.

Fang Shu didn't react much to this news.

He had already vaguely guessed something from the attitude of the master when he was passing on his skills.

It's just that now it's been completely confirmed.

He doesn't need to compare himself to such a prodigy; he just needs to focus on strengthening his own vital energy.

………………

But another month passed.

Someone else knocked on the gate of the Solitary Gu Pavilion and successfully passed the tribulation of "nine out of ten illnesses and pains", officially becoming a Refining Immortal!

This man's real name was "Li Hou," and the disciples of the martial arts school called him "Li Hou'er." He was Fang Shu's only good friend in the school.

The neighbor, Master Fu, Li Yuan, painstakingly supported his son for two years, saving every penny to save up a precious medicine, and finally helped his son, Li Hou'er, become a Taoist immortal.

congratulations!

Fang Shu thought that he would not react much to this as usual, and would only be happy for his brother.

He also prepared a small but thoughtful gift and took some time to return to Zhifang to personally present it to the recipient.

As a result, he was seated at the banquet.

Looking at the radiant joy on the face of the talisman master Li Yuan, and the ten-foot-high aura of blood essence on his brother Li Hou'er.

He was still emotionally affected and momentarily lost in thought.

　It's not that Bugu is intentionally updating only once a week, but sometimes you have to keep the plot tight to avoid dragging and padded out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)