This is how immortals are cultivated

Fang Suichu spoke bold words and did not give the two women a chance to speak. He threw the second bead into his mouth and turned to rush towards the mountain path.

Chapter 10: Bone Forging

"Why did you just act like you were on a death march..."

While running towards the mountain, Fang Suichu scratched his head. He recalled the look in the two women's eyes when he said he was going to kill the abbot of Changyin Temple.

"Luckily I ran fast and didn't say anything, otherwise I would have had to plant the flag."

Although the atmosphere of whistling wind and cold Yishui River naturally arose when he said goodbye to the two women just now, in fact, Fang Suichu did not have the resolute feeling of walking alone on the road to death that Jing Ke had when he said goodbye at Yishui River.

Honestly, he didn't feel anything right now. If anything, it was simply because the elixir had flooded his body with medicinal power, making him want to find a place to release it.

After a pause, Fang Suichu threw the next Changyang Pill into his mouth, adding another point to the already surging medicinal power in his body.

According to Fang Suichu's original plan, he wasn't in a rush to consume the pill. Although he was gifted and had easily completed the 100-day foundation-building phase, reaching the threshold of refining grain into essence, for the sake of caution, Fang Suichu had originally planned to set aside some time to quietly contemplate his future path of cultivation before making any plans.

Unexpectedly, the master of Changyin Temple was unable to avoid it for the time being.

"Not the type to guard a tree..."

It would be nice if it was a tree guard. In the game, for this first free challenge boss, Fang Suichu always likes to come back to solve it in the late game to teach the so-called novice teacher what the power of numbers is.

Since he had to kill the abbot of Changyin Temple before leaving Changyin Mountain, Fang Suichu had no choice but to go all in.

While thinking this, Fang Suichu, who had been taking pills continuously, had already swallowed the last Changyang Pill, which was also the highest quality Changyang Pill belonging to 'Senior Brother', into his stomach.

After swallowing the Changyang Pill, Fang Suichu once again felt the long-lost burning sensation coming from his dantian.

This feeling was only experienced when he first received the opportunity and took the Zhengyang Pill. After his meridians were unblocked and his body was able to digest the drug efficiently, it never happened again.

"What a good pill..." Fang Suichu murmured.

Even though Fang Suichu's foundation-building physique is far superior to that of ordinary people, he still feels weak and cannot be replenished.

"However, ultimately, these pills are still used for cultivation. They are used to increase experience, not to directly buff and increase attributes."

"What we need to do now is to quickly convert these experiences into physical values."

But Fang Suichu doesn't have Wood and Fireproof Girl, so he needs to figure out how to digest the medicinal power and strengthen his body.

"Although I know that the current stage of cultivation is to refine grains into essence, the concept of 'essence' in the human body is too broad. I still need to find a specific target." Fang Suichu thought to himself.

He soon had an idea for this.

"Oh right, since we're strengthening our own body, flesh, blood, tendons, and bones are essential."

"Bones...yes, bones are the framework of the human body. Refining essence should start from the bones."

As Fang Suichu pondered, the route of strengthening became clear.

The surging medicinal power lingering in the dantian began to surge gradually, and was sent to various parts of the body with the natural circulation of the small circulation, penetrating into the skin and flesh, and then penetrating deeper into the bone marrow.

At the same time, as a small part of the huge medicinal power was digested, Fang Suichu immediately felt subtle changes in his body.

The bones beneath the skin and flesh became tougher, and the feedback that came with this change was that he had a stronger output limit.

"Yes... The human body is a very sophisticated whole. Prosperity and decline are shared by all. It's impossible for someone to be able to blow up a car with one punch but be unable to withstand a bullet. As strength increases, so does stamina and agility. Physical strengthening is a holistic process. Therefore, the most fundamental parts of the body are the most important and need to be carefully polished first."

"I am indeed a genius in cultivating immortality."

"With my amazing wisdom, these major stages of alchemy, such as building a foundation in a hundred days and refining grain into essence, can be transformed into more detailed realms."

"First, the foundation is built to 'open the meridians', opening up the body's blood and qi to circulate through the small heavenly circles. Then, the grain is refined to 'forge the bones', using the essence of the outside world to polish the steel bones that support the body."

"However, compared to the Meridian Opening Realm, the Bone Strengthening Realm requires far more resources. The human body has 206 bones, known as the 'hundred bones'. If I want to strengthen all of them, the blood and qi required by these eight pills may not be enough."

"Of course, there are simplified versions, just like opening the meridians. In fact, for most people, completing the twelve main meridians is enough. The same goes for bone strengthening. The limbs, head, and spine are all that is needed to complete these main parts."

"But... I'm a collector. As the only immortal cultivator in this world, I naturally want to develop the highest configuration."

As he ran, the medicinal power seeped into his bones and marrow as his blood and qi flowed through his body. His body was crackling like popping beans. In fact, during the short time he was climbing the mountain, Fang Suichu's body gradually grew taller, his frame becoming wider and more symmetrical.

Although he still looks thin now, the unity of the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, and the symmetry of the skeleton give Fang Suichu a sense of "power" all over his body.

Fang Suichu had already arrived at the gate of Changyin Temple at this time, and then kicked open the door of the Taoist temple that he had carefully closed before leaving.

As Fang Suichu kicked the door open, a strong gust of cold wind immediately blew out. Even the door wall of Changyin Temple was covered with a light layer of frost.

Changyin Temple was already unusually cold, and now the temperature suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, as if it had suddenly turned into a cold winter.

This little bit of yin and coldness was naturally nothing to Fang Suichu, whose meridians were already open and immune to cold and heat. He glanced around the yard.

The yard was still the same yard, but the dozens of coffins placed in the yard had all been opened, and the bodies inside had disappeared.

Together with the corpse of the Taoist priest who had been knocked into the courtyard by Fang Suichu, and the six corpses of the Taoist priests of Changyin Temple in the side hall who had been taken away by Fang Suichu and transformed into strange corpse beads, they disappeared without a trace.

"What a fucking lack of quality! They're even digging the dead out of their coffins." Fang Suichu couldn't help but curse after seeing this scene.

If I had known this, I should have found a way to start a fire before leaving and burn all the bodies here, letting them return to dust.

With the exception of Fang Suichu, the Changyin Temple was completely deserted and completely silent. Therefore, it was easy to hear the sound behind him in the front yard—the sound of something being torn apart.

Fang Suichu walked into the courtyard without changing his expression, passed through the middle door, and then entered the familiar backyard.

At this moment, there was a figure here.

He was an old Taoist priest with an air of immortality.

Chapter 11 Chang Yinzi

He was an old Taoist with an extraordinary demeanor. He had a bronze Taoist crown on his white hair and a flowing goatee on his chin.

If you ignore the other person's pale face that doesn't look like a living person and has some black corpse spots.

If you ignore the other person's eyes, which have no whites and even seem to have eyeballs sunken into the eye sockets, like two black holes.

If we ignore the old Taoist's bloated and huge body, which pushed the heavy copper furnace originally placed in the middle of the yard to the side.

Yes, rather than being a sage with an immortal look, it would be better to say that he is a pure monster.

From the neck down, a twisted body, unconcealed even by the deep blue Taoist robe, was a mass of countless pale limbs extending from its original form. A head rested on a chest, arms connected from the forehead, and the slender arms, in turn, supported the rest of the human body. Layer upon layer of disordered limbs grafted onto the Taoist's body, forming the monstrous form it is today.

Fang Suichu also saw clearly how this monster was formed.

When Fang Suichu arrived, the monster was tearing apart a corpse. Its body was so thick it was hard to tell which was which, and when its bloated body approached its target, the grafted arms would naturally reach out and tear the target to pieces.

The sticky black blood from the internal organs dripped down beside the monster, forming a smelly pool of blood.

The limbs that the torn monster finds useful, such as arms, spine, legs, and head, are picked up by other arms on the monster's body, exchanged, and sent to other places from top to bottom, looking like an exaggerated and distorted conveyor belt of human hands.

When the limb torn from the corpse is sent to the appropriate position, the hand holding the limb will directly press the broken limb to a certain place, and then the broken limb will magically stick tightly to its surface, and dense black corpse spots will gradually appear.

This is how the monster is formed, and this is where all the bodies that disappeared in the front yard went.

Fang Suichu also had a strange expression on his face. Besides feeling extremely disgusted by the situation, he also felt helpless.

"Man, please give me a 'limb graft' as the first boss, right?"

Among the monsters in front of him, the only one that still looked human was the one with a human head on its neck. It was undoubtedly the abbot of Changyin Temple.

The abbot of Changyin Temple seemed to be in an unwell state. His whole face was trembling slightly. It was not until Fang Suichu came here that he trembled a little. His dark and empty eye sockets looked towards Fang Suichu.

When the master of Changyin Temple came back to his senses and saw Fang Suichu, he seemed to feel the vigorous vitality in Fang Suichu's body that far exceeded that of ordinary people, and almost subconsciously revealed a strong greed and covetousness.

After a moment, the master of Changyin Temple shifted his gaze and turned to look at the "Zhengyang Sword" in Fang Suichu's hand.

He recognized the origin of the broken arm at a glance.

"Yin Yi is such a loser, he was killed by the very people he bought..."

The master of Changyin Temple was undoubtedly extremely speechless.

As a person who has already "attracted spirits", the gap between him and ordinary people is actually similar to the gap between ants and humans.

But can anyone survive being killed by an ant alone?

Little did he know that when the abbot of Changyin Temple called his disciple a waste, Fang Suichu was also speechless.

"Yin Yi... that Taoist priest's name? Then wouldn't his six dead brothers be called Yin Er to Yin Qi? Could the names be any more random?"

"No, that's not the case. If that guy's name is Long Aotian, wouldn't I be in danger of failure even if I have the system?"

The abbot of Changyin Temple also heard Fang Suichu's mumbling, and he frowned slightly.

In his eyes, the incomprehensible words were just the other party's crazy talk.

Yin Yi was indeed abominable, causing him to fail in his attempt to break through and end up in this state. If it weren't for his secret technique, he would have been devoured by his own Yin spirit and turned into a soulless monster.

However, the person in front of him was the culprit and the main reason for his failure.

And now, in the eyes of the abbot of Changyin Temple, this culprit seems a little crazy.

But immediately, the frown on the brow of the abbot of Changyin Temple smoothed out.

Whether the other party was truly insane or just pretending to be mad didn't matter; he could vaguely sense the astonishing vitality hidden within the other party's body, which was exactly what he needed right now. By draining the other party, not only could he restore his original Dao foundation, but he could at least repair the damaged and crumbling Dao foundation.

"If you ruin my great cause, you will pay with your life!"

As soon as Chang Yinzi finished speaking, part of his bloated body, which had been lying on the ground, suddenly rose up and smashed towards Fang Suichu, who was standing on the steps of the middle door, with his stiff limbs stuck together.

The limbs stuck together were as big as a huge stone as tall as a person. Of course, their mass was far less than that of such a huge stone, but it was more than enough to kill a mortal.

However, the feeling that Chang Yinzi imagined, that of smashing the opponent with his extended "limbs" and squeezing out his vitality and transforming it into a rich and pure Yin death aura, did not appear.

Instead, there is a burning sensation, like the hot pain of a branding iron hitting the skin.

Suddenly, the group of glued limbs controlled by Chang Yinzi exploded, and scattered flesh and blood flew everywhere.

When I looked at the middle gate again, the crazy boy was still there, but the posture of holding the broken arm in his hand had changed to a swinging action with the broken arm.

Even Chang Yinzi was stunned for a moment by this scene.

What just happened was a little too strange, and he couldn't be sure whether it was an illusion because he was one step closer to losing control.

If I read it right...

The other party used... a broken arm to chop off his limbs that were glued together with secret techniques?

It was not a smash, but a chop, because Chang Yinzi really felt the sharpness from the glued limbs, and the burning sensation like the scorching sun from the broken arms of the Yin corpse.

Yes, their Changyin Temple lineage originated from Changyinzi, and they practice the orthodox Xuanyin Corpse Dao.

In the hands of this crazy guy, the broken arm of his useless disciple Yin Yi, who was already a Yin corpse, was cut out with a masculine and fiery feeling.

This guy is a bit weird!

The strange ways of this world are inherently evil, and at this moment, Chang Yinzi, who is already close to the spiritual secret realm and is only one step away from truly becoming evil, can't help but feel that the guy in front of him is extremely evil.

Fang Suichu, who had no idea that he was being labeled as evil, lowered his arms and muttered:

"It looks intimidating, but it's just like that."

Chapter 12 Phase 2

Fang Suichu's response to Chang Yinzi's attack was very simple. He didn't know any martial arts routines, so he just made an ordinary swing at the piece of rotten meat thrown by Chang Yinzi.

It's just that the force of the swing is greater and the speed is faster.

After all, the limbs that Chang Yinzi attached to his body were just ordinary corpses not long ago. Although they were contaminated by Chang Yinzi's own Yin Dead Corpse Ghost and became much harder than ordinary flesh and blood, that was actually the case.

Especially since Fang Suichu is still holding a weapon in his hand. The system's description of this "Zhengyang Sword" has the attribute of repelling evil things, which just happens to restrain Chang Yinzi's evil and weird methods.

Though it was merely a simple sword swing, Fang Suichu's movements naturally mobilized his entire body. With the dragon in his spine as his root, his energy flowed through his entire body. As it erupted, his Qi and blood surged, flowing along his meridians. Under this dynamic, Fang Suichu could feel the immense medicinal power lingering in his Dantian being further digested.

Strengthening bones, strengthening bones...With the inner essence to nourish and strengthen the bone marrow, how can we do without the polishing and tempering of external forces?

When this realization arose in Fang Suichu's mind, his body had already moved, and he rushed towards Chang Yinzi, who was in the center of the courtyard, piecing together broken arms and limbs to form a small mountain of flesh.

Chang Yinzi, who was still in a daze, finally reacted at this time.

When Fang Suichu moved, he also controlled the limbs that were attached to his body and glued to each other to sweep towards the weird thing in front of him.

Faced with the complex of corpses and limbs that was like a mountain pressing down on his head, Fang Suichu suddenly stopped and dodged to the side.

While a large body brings mass and strength, it also hinders agility. And agility is precisely Fang Suichu's greatest advantage now that he is as light as a swallow.

Fang Suichu stopped abruptly and dodged, then when he recovered his breath, he circled around the rotten flesh around him like a hurricane, and kept waving the broken arm in his hand while moving his body. In a violent and intensive slashing, accompanied by dirty blood and broken flesh flying everywhere, the pile of rotten flesh that Chang Yinzi had pieced together was forcibly dismembered and became even more fragmented.

After chopping up the pile of rotten flesh, Fang Suichu continued to rush to Chang Yinzi's side. Chang Yinzi, who was in the center of the sutured limb complex, was lifted up very high, and the bloated rotten flesh under his body began to move with the support of more than ten arms and thighs. Chang Yinzi wanted to face Fang Suichu and was unwilling to let him enter his blind spot.

But Fang Suichu's speed was obviously much faster than Chang Yinzi's.