This is how immortals are cultivated

This kind of comfort is not without reason. If a shocking change really happened on the mountain and Fang Suichu died directly, then the horrible change would have affected them during this period of time.

Since they are both safe now, maybe Fang Suichu's situation is not too bad.

"Furthermore, Fang's current condition is somewhat strange. Ever since his dementia turned into insanity, something has happened to him."

"Although I can't explain it clearly, it is true that Fang is much more powerful than ordinary mortals now."

Directly swallowing the strange object... According to what Fang Suichu said before leaving, he had swallowed the strange object every day when the Taoist priest took him out of the cave. But nothing had happened until Fang Suichu confessed himself. At least before Fang Suichu confessed himself, Li Qingming couldn't see that Fang Suichu had any problems, any tendency to transform into a strange object, which actually gave Li Qingming some hope.

It's just that his behavior has become a little crazy. Compared with the practitioners of ghost power that Li Qingming knows about, who come into contact with ghost power in order to obtain power that mortals do not have, this "price" is already incredible.

Wu Yuanshuo nodded slightly. She was naturally convinced by Li Qingming's words, or rather, all she could do now was to believe in this best outcome.

"But it's not a good idea to keep waiting like this."

"If the New Year's Eve hasn't come down in one stick of incense, I'll go up alone to check the situation."

"I'll go with you." Hearing Li Qingming say this, Wu Yuanshuo immediately spoke.

Li Qingming wanted to refuse, but after seeing the stubborn look of the girl beside him, he took back what he was about to say and nodded.

Li Qingming and Wu Yuanshuo continued to look back, but this time they saw a dark blue shadow on the mountain path.

The dark blue color instantly made the two women feel nervous, because the Taoist priest in Changyin Temple was also wearing a Taoist robe of the same color.

But the voice that came next made the two of them feel at ease.

"No need to go up, I'm coming down."

Fang Suichu took three steps at a time and quickly crossed the mountain path.

Now he was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe in the style of Changyin Temple, holding Qiuli in his hand, with his long hair standing up and a branch as a hairpin.

Li Qingming and Wu Yuanshuo were both delighted to see someone familiar. Wu Yuanshuo, in particular, threw himself directly into Fang Suichu's arms.

Li Qingming was much more reserved. She subconsciously asked about the situation:

"The abbot of Changyin Temple you mentioned?"

"Of course I killed him." Fang Suichu said calmly, patting Wu Yuanshuo's back gently.

Having completed the foundation-building during the day, and the bone-tempering was about to be perfected, it could be said that he had cleansed his tendons and marrow and was reborn. At this time, Fang Suichu was self-sufficient, dignified, and his face was like a jade crown.

He had already changed out of his tattered cloth. The robe he wore was one he had found in a side hall in the inner courtyard. It was brand new and had never been worn. The material was high-quality, and the stitching was meticulous. It must have been prepared by Chang Yinzi after his breakthrough. It also fit Fang Suichu surprisingly well.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man. After putting on this Taoist robe, Fang Suichu's otherworldly aura could no longer be concealed.

Everyone loves beauty. Li Qingming, who had gotten used to the dirty image of Fang the fool all day long, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the handsome Fang Suichu now.

But the next moment, this otherworldly intention disappeared completely, and the short-lived beautiful filter in Li Qingming's eyes was also shattered.

Because Fang Suichu showed a very deliberate grin, which instantly broke his otherworldly appearance.

"This Changyin Temple is probably full of tomb raiders who like to disturb the peace of the dead. I simply lifted the lid of his coffin. You don't know, that old Deng was still trying to resurrect, but I kicked him apart with one kick."

Fang Suichu said this because he didn't want the two women to know too much about the above process.

But this deliberate look made Li Qingming frown.

Especially after seeing the strange 'whisk' in Fang Suichu's hand, which was a rough combination of skull and spine, Li Qingming's face even had a hint of worry.

This brother's epilepsy seems to have become more serious.

However, Fang Suichu did complete the task smoothly and completely, which also meant that the master of Changyin Temple who was suspected to be on the verge of a spiritual breakthrough had been finally dealt with.

Thinking of this, Li Qingming's face suddenly became serious. She walked up to Fang Suichu and pulled Wu Yuanshuo, who was hugging him, behind her.

"Fang Suichu...Are you still Fang Suichu?"

Li Qingming's sudden action and sharp questioning made Fang Suichu, who had not yet touched Wu Yuanshuo's soft little head enough, stiffen his body.

He thought that Li Qingming had discovered his identity as a time traveler.

But Li Qingming changed the subject again:

"Or...are you some kind of weird monster?"

After hearing Li Qingming's subsequent questions, Fang Suichu finally felt relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his secret had not been exposed.

He also immediately realized the reason for Li Qingming's sudden question.

From the perspective of the people in this world, the path to "transcendence" is only the path of deception, and the two are equal.

What Fang Suichu showed today, whether he killed Yin Yi or Chang Yinzi, seemed too extraordinary. It was hard not to associate him with some unknown weirdness.

Li Qingming probably thought he was possessed by something strange.

The weird often represents curses and distortions. Being entangled in the weird, he is no longer himself. This is exactly what Li Qingming is worried about.

After understanding this, Fang Suichu immediately straightened his back.

He was least afraid of such questioning. How could his righteous aura, which was so evil that it could be turned into righteousness, be compared to the devious methods of Weird? Moreover, even if he was reincarnated, he would not evade the karma of this body, but would accept it.

"Your mother is weird and strange... Li Qingming, I seriously warn you, you are slandering me! This is clearly the orthodox immortal way that I developed."

"This world calls the Way of the Immortal 'The Way of the Immortal.' But... that's not how immortals cultivate."

"To be an immortal is to cultivate like me."

Chapter 17 Plan

"Immortals...don't cultivate like that?" Li Qingming was stunned when he heard Fang Suichu's words.

"That's natural..." Fang Suichu put his hands on his hips and said, "This is what I realized in that cave."

"From the hundred days of foundation building, the meridians throughout the body are opened up, and the innate Qi is obtained. No longer relying on external things to nourish the body, a body of essence and blood is cultivated. With this essence and blood, the innate Qi is returned, and the Qi and the spirit are united, achieving the realm of immortality."

"A true immortal eats no grains, but breathes the wind and drinks dew, rides on clouds and controls flying dragons, and wanders beyond the four seas. They have reached the level of a god, a burning lake that cannot warm them, nor can the freezing Milky Way chill them."

Fang Suichu spoke in a mysterious way and with a serious attitude, so Li Qingming was also frightened.

"In short, the true immortal path is completely different. How can those crooked and unorthodox ways like those here be compared with orthodox immortal cultivators like us?"

If I don't come out into the world, all kinds of shit will come to practice Taoism.

As he spoke, Fang Suichu approached the dead tree with a wai-neck shape that had served as a signpost beside the mountain path, and punched the trunk.

With a loud bang, wood chips exploded and flew everywhere, and the tree was broken in half.

This kind of power is obviously not something that ordinary people can possess.

The extraordinary power of the treacherous path always carries a twist, like Chang Yinzi's lineage, which transforms them into something neither human nor corpse. But Fang Suichu's display of power is truly upright.

"Want to learn? I can teach you." Fang Suichu said to Li Qingming who was standing there in a daze, looking a little stupid.

"This is the only one of its kind. You don't have to deal with any twisted or weird things, monsters, ghosts, or twisted curses. The power is entirely your own."

Fang Suichu encouraged Li Qingming and Wu Yuanshuo to try to cultivate immortality, in order to see whether the immortality cultivation system distorted by the self-system could exist among people other than him.

In order to dispel Li Qingming's worries, Fang Suichu also explained to him in detail the cultivation methods in the foundation-building stage.

But Li Qingming, who had come to his senses, frowned as he listened to Fang Suichu's description of the foundation-building process: "Polishing muscles and bones, why does it sound so much like 'martial arts'?"

Martial arts are derived from the methods of fighting, and humans have basically evolved this kind of physical training system in the evolution of civilization.

Of course there are martial arts masters in this world.

However, the human body ultimately has its limits. Even martial arts masters who practice traditional physical fitness and master advanced combat techniques are destined to be no match for the uncanny. 'Uncanny' even transcends the laws of physics.

"Because they're training like crazy in the gym, that's useless. Those martial artists you mentioned are all on the wrong path. As the saying goes, if you practice the outside without working on the inside, you'll end up with nothing. The human body is a treasure trove. Ignoring the outside world and focusing on tapping into your own potential is the path to greatness."

"Anyway, you'll understand the secrets when you practice it."

"This matter isn't particularly important. We can put it aside for now. We'll have plenty of time to discuss it later. But what's most important right now is... let's discuss what to do next."

Fang Suichu changed the subject again and asked about the two women's plans.

With Chang Yinzi's death, the maze on Chang Yin Mountain was released, and the fog on the mountain even dissipated a lot. Now they can go down the mountain.

They had to go down the mountain. The place where Chang Yinzi practiced the art of corpse ghosts must have bad feng shui. Fang Suichu didn't want to stay any longer.

The question is what to do after getting down the mountain.

"First of all, we are definitely free."

The three of them were previously sent to the Ghost Market as blood tax. To put it bluntly, even their human rights were deprived by the collective society.

But when Yin Yizhi bought it, this sale and purchase was considered to have severed ties with the Ghost Market, making it privatized. Now that the buyer was dead, the three of them had of course regained their freedom.

After listening to Fang Suichu's words, Li Qingming and Wu Yuanshuo fell silent at the same time.

"Freedom..."

Li Qingming raised his head and looked down the mountain, with a hint of melancholy on his face.

The fate of death and the shackles of restraint had indeed been broken, and the road ahead was indeed extremely broad. The sea was wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky was wide enough for birds to fly. However, it was precisely this broad road ahead that made Li Qingming feel hesitant and at a loss as to what to do.

Wu Yuanshuo, who is two years younger than Fang Suichu and Li Qingming, is even more so. His little face is full of confusion.

After all, their backgrounds and experiences are rather special, and they have always been in a precarious situation, so they have no time to think about the future.

"do not know."

After a moment's silence, Li Qingming spoke.

She shook her head and said, "Honestly, I haven't thought about this since I was taken to the market to be used as a blood tax. I've always taken things one step at a time. So I'm going to do the same now. Until I find what I want to do, I plan to continue taking it one step at a time."

"I understand... To put it simply, you just start swinging."

"Where's your hometown? If things don't work out, you can go back."

After Fang Suichu said this, Li Qingming's mood dropped several degrees in an instant.

"Everyone in my family is dead. There's no such thing as a hometown."

It was obvious that Li Qingming had something to hide, but Fang Suichu was not so blind as to not notice it. He laughed and looked at Wu Yuanshuo.

"What about Xiao Shuo? Xiao Shuo must be missing home. Don't worry, no matter how far it is, I will send you back."

Fang Suichu recalled Wu Yuanshuo's mumblings in his sleep in the stone prison.

"You are bringing up something that is not related to the topic..."

Li Qingming on the side sighed:

"Xiao Shuo was trafficked to the market before. She's not even from here. She was trafficked when she was young and then resold several times before she ended up in our market. I asked her about her family, but she was too young at the time and can't remember a lot of things."

"That's it..."

Fang Suichu touched Wu Yuanshuo's head with some pity:

"I do have something to do right now. Since neither of you know what to do, why don't you come with me?"

Before Fang Suichu traveled through time, his previous incarnation was a fool. A fool wouldn't have anyone truly close to him besides his parents. Furthermore, his previous incarnation came from a wealthy family but ultimately fell into the trap of wandering the ghost market. One can only imagine his previous incarnation's bloodline.

The so-called close people, apart from the deceased parents of the previous life, are really only Li Qingming and Wu Yuanshuo, the two who huddled together for warmth in Gui City.

"Of course it's good to be together, but what do you want to do next?" Li Qingming nodded and asked.

"A trip home, of course."

Fang Suichu said lightly.

Although my previous life was muddled, I still have some deep memories, such as where my hometown is.

"I'm going home to collect my debt...Debts can be collected later, but no matter how late, I must do it."

Although Fang Suichu said it lightly, as if it was a trivial matter, Li Qingming looked at him deeply.

Going home to collect debts is obviously not an easy task. Thinking of Fang Suichui's foolish appearance before, and speculating about Fang Suichui's previous experiences, Li Qingming nodded.

"Okay, let's go together."

Li Qingming nodded, and Wu Yuanshuo would not object.

After the three of them discussed their next destination, they left Changyin Mountain.

Chapter 18: Going Down the Mountain

As a time traveler, the first thing to do when traveling through time is to understand the details of the world you are traveling through.

However, his previous incarnation was a mentally retarded person. Although Fang Suichu inherited his memory, most of the information was extremely vague.

While in Changyin Mountain, because of the threat from Changyin Temple, Fang Suichu could only turn a deaf ear to the outside world and practice hard.