Transcending two realms to become an earth immortal

Inside the temple, Fang Chen transmitted the Dharma:

"As mentioned before, the key to all methods lies in the foundation. But a solid foundation is hard to achieve. Whether it is a celestial immortal opening up the dantian or a ghost immortal condensing the sea of ​​consciousness, they are essentially working on one's own body. If one is not careful, the meridians will be disordered, the soul will be scattered, and the body and the Dao will perish."

"Furthermore, the spiritual energy of this world is depleted, and evil spirits pervade it. Rare and precious natural treasures are as scarce as morning stars. To walk the orthodox path is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"Therefore, many cultivators in Dao City, whether they are demons or monsters, or righteous or heretical, all follow unorthodox methods, using spiritual pivots, rare treasures, altars, or even the bodies of demons and ghosts as containers to replace their foundation [sea of ​​consciousness], and walk the path of ghost immortals."

"My improved method of 'Talismanic External Alchemy' uses talismans as the foundation for the Dao, and through this unorthodox approach, it opens the door to cultivation."

Fang Chen paused briefly before continuing:

"The first stage is called 'Receiving the Register.' After a simple ritual, the corresponding talisman is planted in your body. You nurture it day and night with your mind and spirit, and comprehend the true meaning of the magic within. Once the power of the talisman merges with your own energy, you can borrow a trace of the magic's power."

"The second realm is called [Incantation Recitation]. The power of the incantation merges with the internal energy of the flesh and blood, giving birth to superior true qi. Reciting this incantation allows one to perform minor cultivator techniques such as commanding ghost soldiers, summoning wandering souls, and slaying evil spirits. Furthermore, one can use the true qi to nourish the physical body, temper the muscles and bones, and achieve the body of a Daoist."

"The third realm is called 'Transmission of the Dharma.' Once you have completely integrated the superior magical power within the talismans into yourselves, you can use this to initially solidify your Dao foundation, gradually replacing the 'Sea of ​​Consciousness' of the Ghost Immortal path. At this point, even those with mortal innate talent and aptitude can embark on the path of cultivation!"

"During your cultivation process, up to the third realm, the talismans you are given will gradually dissolve as your cultivation level increases. Their pure magical power will blend seamlessly with your blood, flesh, and internal energy, transforming into true qi to nourish your body and replenish your spirit. Once your foundation is stable, you can ask me for a more superior fundamental talisman as a new foundation for your cultivation."

"This fundamental talisman can replace the sea of ​​consciousness required by ghost immortals, transforming it into the foundation for your cultivation and completely opening the gate to the Great Dao..."

The disciples listening to the Dharma below were still bewildered, but the elders and deacons within the sect, who had been stuck at a bottleneck for many years, were already secretly alarmed:

"Although the key to this method is similar to the art of incantation, its prospects are far greater. If it can truly be practiced, even those of us with inferior aptitude may have the opportunity to attain enlightenment and hope for immortality!"

Upon realizing this, and recalling the sorrow of their wasted years and the loss of their spiritual path, several elderly people couldn't help but shed tears and choke up.

The disciples, both inside and outside the sect, had burning eyes and faces filled with ecstasy.

Although this method is unorthodox, it is well-organized and has clear thresholds, providing them with a real path to advancement. Even those with inferior aptitude may still have a chance to succeed.

Those ignorant mortal servants and young Taoist novices, though unaware of the mysteries involved, saw that all their elders and senior brothers were extremely excited, how could they not know that this was a precious opportunity?

Each person held their breath, desperately trying to remember what Fang Chen said, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.

After Fang Chen finished speaking, an elder suddenly stood up, his voice trembling with excitement:

"The method taught by my senior brother... is truly profound! However, this method must consume a huge number of talismans, and of high quality. The sect's past reserves are probably far from sufficient..."

Fang Chen responded calmly:

"I will handle the matter of the talismans myself, there is no need to worry."

As the elder sat down, a little girl stood up from the corner.

Fang Chen's gaze sharpened slightly as he recognized her as a survivor he had rescued from the cult "Beast Creation Sect" several months prior.

The little girl asked timidly, her voice soft but exceptionally clear:

"Uncle-Master, what you said before was a heretical method. Having studied it for over a month, I've also come to know that heretical methods have many hidden dangers. May I ask, Uncle-Master, what are these hidden dangers?"

As the girl's voice faded, the previously heated atmosphere in the arena suddenly froze.

Many disciples looked at each other, their excitement fading and replaced by doubt.

"Indeed, how could such a method be without hidden dangers?"

"Unorthodox methods always have hidden dangers, let alone the path to the Great Dao."

"May I ask, Uncle-Master, what are the drawbacks of this method?"

Immediately, doubts arose.

"Oh," Fang Chen replied casually. "I don't know either."

Uh-huh?!

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

Ordinary servants, disciples, and even many elders were all dumbfounded, thinking they had misheard.

Fang Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly:

"I truly do not know. This skill was created by me, and I know for certain that it can be cultivated. However, whether this path is viable, what level one can reach, and what hidden dangers and drawbacks lie along the way... I also do not know."

The audience erupted in uproar. Some turned pale, some had shifty eyes, and others were filled with indignation.

A novice disciple suddenly stood up and loudly questioned:

"So, the hidden danger my martial uncle spoke of is using us as exploratory stones, testing our techniques, all to pave the way for perfecting this method in the future?!"

These words were sharp and went straight to the heart of the matter, causing the expressions of the surrounding elders to change instantly.

The elder in charge of affairs abruptly stood up and sternly rebuked:

"Arrogant! Senior Brother Fang is a true disciple of the Dao, and the wondrous methods he transmits are not to be tolerated by you..."

"It's alright." Fang Chen raised his hand to stop him from speaking.

His gaze swept over the various expressions on the faces of the audience, without any attempt to conceal it:

"As I said before, this technique is still in its infancy, and you are the ones I'm using as test subjects. Even if you succeed in cultivating it in the future, you might become my followers because of our shared magical power… This is the root of all the hidden dangers of this unorthodox method. If you have any further doubts, just tell me!"

Upon hearing this, the elder in charge of affairs' expression changed:

"Senior brother, is this matter...?"

"There was no need to hide this matter," Fang Chen said calmly. "Only swindlers, or those who lack real strength, need to resort to trickery and deception to mislead people." He paused, his tone softening, yet carrying an undeniable authority.

"As for me, the opportunity has already been presented to you. Whether you seize it or not is your business, and has nothing to do with me!"

All the disciples and followers present were taken aback upon hearing this.

They sensed an indescribable confidence and charisma in Fang Chen's words.

There's no need to hide anything, no need to be secretive or mysterious like a charlatan, and no need to consider your feelings. It's true indifference, even the power of life and death!

As for giving you the Dharma, that is an opportunity, a blessing. If you fail to seize it, it is because your own blessings are shallow, and your path should be severed. So whether you cultivate or not, whether you have concerns or not, what does it have to do with me?

Upon hearing this, even the elder in charge of affairs was taken aback.

He suddenly realized that Fang Chen was different from the former Dao Master and even his Uncle Mingjun.

The former is experienced and considers the overall situation. He inevitably hesitates and acts cautiously, fearing that a single misstep could lead to total defeat.

The young man before us, however, exuded an almost reckless vigor, confidence, and courage in his speech and actions, and he was a teacher who valued integrity and uprightness in spreading the Dharma.

Just like the founding patriarch of the Zhengyang Dao sect back then, even though people's hearts were filled with evil and demons surrounded him, and the path of the Dao was in grave danger, for him it was nothing more than turning the world upside down and restoring the mountains and rivers!

Even if the whole world rebels, I will suppress it with my own strength! This is the kind of spirit that shines through his very being.

However, in this turbid and evil world, in the city of Dao and the cave of demons, will such confidence and courage lead the Righteous Yang Path to a new life, or to complete destruction?

With this thought in mind, the elder could only sigh inwardly, for everything... was now left to fate.

The place was deathly silent, with only a chilling wind blowing through it.

The expressions on everyone's faces shifted and struggled, a mixture of fear, resentment, and longing surging like a tide.

Is it better to sit and wait for death, with no hope of a future, or to fight against fate and take this gamble?

A few breaths later, a dry, resolute voice trembled and rang out from the corner:

"Please... Master, transmit the Dharma!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was taken aback, but after a moment of silence, their expressions gradually hardened.

When there are no opportunities in life, one should accept one's fate.

But if fate grants a sliver of hope, what should one do even if the road ahead is fraught with peril?

We must take this gamble, fight against the heavens, and even if we perish and our spirits are extinguished, we will not have lived in vain!

Upon recalling this, the second and third sounds rose in succession, scattered and then converging:

"Please, Master, transmit the Dharma!"

Ultimately, it transformed into a suppressed yet fervent wave of sound, resounding loudly above the dojo:

"Please, Master, transmit the Dharma!"