"The seasons change, and people travel in all directions! All living beings help each other, and their power is boundless!"

"When living beings enter the body, they are absorbed into the dantian (energy center) and circulate throughout the body, their power far-reaching!"

"The spirit gate (Shenque) sprouts, reaching the Niwan point (Niwan) above and probing the hidden white below; this is the release!"

"From Guanyuan outwards, to the left and Zhongchong, to the right Shaoshang, this is the horizontal direction!"

"The divine follows its course, observes its path; when the three elements unite, all things are accomplished."

……

Upon hearing the old woman's words, Fan Tong was overjoyed. He had been worried that the Nameless Technique only had the method of absorption to nourish the body, but no method of circulating energy, which was quite a pity. He never expected that there would be a second part.

Having secretly learned martial arts techniques over the years, Fan Tong's memory had been greatly enhanced. By the time the old woman finished speaking, he had already memorized the content. Fan Tong stood up, bowed deeply to the old woman respectfully, and then quickly sat down on the stone bench to carefully comprehend the profound mysteries within.

The night passed quietly, and even though he hadn't slept all night, Fan Tong was still full of energy and quickly prepared breakfast for the old woman. This was all thanks to the nameless cultivation technique, which allowed him to absorb the vitality from heaven and earth, keeping him energetic at all times.

Fan Tong spent three whole years studying the first part of the nameless martial arts technique. Although it was a long time, it laid a solid foundation for him, allowing him to understand the meridians and acupoints throughout his body and comprehend the profound meaning of the ancient texts. With this foundation, he was confident that he could integrate the second part of the nameless martial arts technique with the first part in a short time!

Fan Tong set aside a portion of the prepared breakfast for his mother-in-law to enjoy after she got up, while he casually ate a few bites and finished his breakfast hastily.

He then lifted a nearly two-meter-long iron bucket over his head and steadily moved it back and forth in the yard.

This is a habit Fan Tong has developed, combining daily chores with physical training. He uses this iron bucket to complete his morning grocery delivery task, and incidentally, it also increases his strength.

Back when he was five years old, he came to Fengqing Sect and looked at the wheelbarrow that was bigger than himself. He was really on the verge of tears. Every time, he gritted his teeth and endured other people's ridicule and delivered groceries again and again.

As they grew a little older, they switched to carrying loads on a shoulder pole to improve their balance and strength. Later, they switched to carrying large wooden buckets to deliver miscellaneous goods one by one.

After learning about the nameless martial arts technique, he felt that the wooden bucket was not enough, so he switched to a simple and heavy iron bucket. As a result, now the iron bucket has many iron bars hanging on it, weighing 300 pounds. With the addition of various other goods that need to be delivered, it probably weighs a terrifying 500 pounds.

Fan Tong carried the iron bucket back and forth in the yard, his muscles taut, giving off a powerful aura. This was the result of years of hard work; time will not let down those who are down-to-earth.

"Fan Tong, come here right now! We have a lot of tasks to do today!" A domineering voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Get in here yourself! Stop looking like you're asking for a beating!" Fan Tong said bluntly to the newcomer.

The speaker was one of the servants and disciples in charge, named Li Lianying, who was responsible for directing Fan Tong to deliver groceries to various mountain peaks.

Of course, it was also this person who reduced the original ten people in the warehouse to the current two.

"This is a disgusting place! I feel nauseous just coming in. You're becoming more and more incompetent. You can't even keep the warehouse tidy! My god, is that blood? You really are..."

Clang! Fan Tong slammed the iron bucket heavily to the ground, interrupting Li Lianying's shrill, nauseating voice.

"Why are you making such a big fuss about coming here today? Is something wrong?" Fan Tong asked with amusement, looking at Li Lianying who seemed to be being choked.

Ever since Fan Tong started sparring and training with the sect disciples, Li Lianying has basically dared not enter the warehouse courtyard anymore. Every time, he would leave the list at the door on time, fearing that Fan Tong would cause him trouble.

"You've shown me your martial arts skills, haven't you? I'm starting to respect you now!" Li Lianying cursed inwardly as he looked at Fan Tong's strong muscles.

"Give it to me! Let me see if there's anything fishy going on!" Fan Tong wasn't going to be fooled. He took the delivery slip and looked at it, wondering, "Why are there so many places today?"

"Aren't you already at the Human Spirit Realm? What, you dare to attack Elder Mochou, but are you afraid of giving away a little more goods?"

"There are some areas inside that are not under my jurisdiction!"

"That was before! With your high cultivation level, you naturally have to do more work. Besides, I decide where to send the goods. Do you dare to object? Don't think that just because you have high cultivation, you can do anything. You're still the son of a sinner!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Tong reached out and pushed aside the iron bucket beside him. The bucket rolled and headed straight for Li Lianying!

"You...you're insane? How dare you attack me?" Li Lianying was so frightened that he quickly and awkwardly dodged to the side!

"I'm just moving the bucket to make it easier to pick up the goods. Look at your cowardly appearance, you're really a disgrace to Feng Qing Sect!" Fan Tong casually grabbed the bucket and stood on the ground with ease.

“哼!你少耍小把戏!赶紧去送货,要是迟了,那些弟子可让你吃不了兜着走!”李莲英一甩袖子,暗骂一句怪胎,逃也似地窜出仓库大院,生怕真的被樊童胖揍一顿。

"Steward Li, slow down and watch your step, there's blood everywhere!" Fan Tong shouted mockingly, which immediately caused Li Lianying to gasp in surprise.

Fan Tong glanced at the delivery slip again, then put it aside, changed into a clean set of linen clothes, and then checked the goods and quantities according to the slip.

He was not, after all, a commoner from the wilderness, but the young lord of a prestigious ancient city. His clothes did not need to be luxurious, but they had to be clean.

This is a rule Fan Tong set for himself: no matter how others despise or ridicule him, he must face it positively. He may be strong, but the breeze still caresses the mountain. He may be arrogant, but the bright moon still shines over the great river!

No matter when or where, one must never forget one's identity as the young city lord, and always have self-respect. Only by respecting and loving oneself can one become independent and strong, and only then can one be more determined in pursuing one's goals.

Not long after, the goods on the order were finally prepared. Looking at the huge bucket full of miscellaneous goods, Fan Tong grinned. "If there wasn't something fishy going on here, I wouldn't even respect you, Li Lianying!"

Without further thought, he clenched his fists, let out a muffled shout, and lifted the iron bucket, weighing over a thousand pounds, steadily raising it above his head before tentatively walking outside.

Despite his improved cultivation, the weight of a thousand jin was still a great burden. Fortunately, he delivered goods every day and was very experienced in the technique. He tried his best to keep his breathing smooth and moved forward steadily step by step.

The Fengqing Sect has a history of over a thousand years. It is located in the heart of the Tianmu Forest, with more than fifty large and small mountain ranges and ten thousand disciples. It is a sacred place in the hearts of cultivators within a thousand miles.

Fan Tong carried the large vat and walked steadily within the Fengqing Sect. The tremors caused by his footsteps drew the attention of many disciples.

He ignored the stares of the crowd and continued to train his physical strength as he walked towards the delivery point, cursing Li Lianying in his heart for being inhuman, as the first delivery point was actually on the mountaintop.

Finally, to the astonishment of his disciples, Fan Tong carried a thousand pounds of miscellaneous goods to the training ground atop the mountain.

To his surprise, when he took out the goods he had delivered, he was met with dissatisfaction and reprimands from many of his disciples!

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